The First Soul Skill: Primordial Bite!

Squelch!

Blood splattered everywhere!

The Bone-Splitting Giant Crocodile widened its eyes, only to close them a final time, its entire body going limp and devoid of strength.

Squelch!

Fu Wen pulled out his dagger, watching the blood drain from the creature's head, his heart a complex mix of emotions.

To advance, a Spirit Master must hunt spirit beasts.

This was the immutable law of this world.

As long as this rule existed, humans and spirit beasts could never coexist.

Therefore, the notion of future generations hoping for coexistence between humans and spirit beasts was utterly laughable.

"This is the essence of this world."

Flender walked over, standing beside Fu Wen, gazing at the corpse of the Bone-Splitting Giant Crocodile as he spoke slowly.

The next second.

Particle energy converged from the Bone-Splitting Giant Crocodile.

Gradually, it formed a yellow spirit ring.

This was a Century Soul Ring.

A spirit ring from a Sub-Dragon Species with an age exceeding four hundred years.

"Alright, sit cross-legged, summon your Martial Soul, use your intent to guide this spirit ring into your body, and then begin to absorb and refine it."

"Rest easy; Daddy will stand guard for you. No spirit beast will dare approach this place."

"Furthermore, there are no spirit beasts here capable of threatening a seven-ring Soul Saint like me."

Flender reached out, patted Fu Wen on the shoulder, and said.

"Mm."

Fu Wen nodded; he could already feel the craving of the Divine Crocodile within him.

He immediately sat cross-legged, summoned his Divine Crocodile Martial Soul, drew the spirit ring before him into his body, and began to refine it.

Once the four-hundred-plus-year spirit ring entered his body, it was like a floodgate opening, surging with a massive amount of energy that scoured his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

His body trembled.

His muscles turned red and swelled.

Hot sweat poured down his forehead.

This sensation was truly agonizing.

It felt as if his entire body were about to explode.

So painful!

It was truly agonizing!

Fu Wen's expression gradually twisted in pain.

Flender watched from the side, feeling anxious.

"Is a Sub-Dragon Species spirit ring over four hundred years still too strong?"

"Xiao Wen, you must hold on."

Flender clenched his fists, nervous to the point of desperation.

The process of absorbing a spirit ring was something only the Spirit Master could endure.

Others could not help; the only form of intervention was to forcibly interrupt the absorption from the outside.

Not only would this abort the absorption, but the person attempting it would suffer a backlash—ranging from vomiting blood to sustaining unstable foundations—and they would have to wait three months before attempting absorption again.

He did not want to intervene, lest he cause irreversible damage to Fu Wen.

Fortunately, Fu Wen did not disappoint him.

As time passed.

The mask of pain on Fu Wen's face gradually stabilized, eventually relaxing.

He had made it through the most dangerous moment.

Seeing this, Flender finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Hum!

An incense stick of time later.

A light flared.

A yellow Century Soul Ring rose from beneath Fu Wen's feet.

It circled the phantom of the Divine Crocodile Martial Soul in the center.

Fu Wen slowly opened his eyes, a flash of sharp, bloodthirsty red light flickering and vanishing.

As the soul ring absorption completed, he could feel the blocked channels within his body being cleared.

His Soul Power Level was rising.

Level eleven!

Level twelve!

Level thirteen!

And his first soul skill was Primordial Bite!

Its effect was to instantly clamp onto a target, concentrating terrifying bite force into a single point to deal massive physical armor-piercing damage.

Targets bitten would suffer armor break and laceration effects; the wounds could not be healed by conventional means, causing continuous bleeding and slowing.

If the target was a flesh-and-blood organism, the soul skill would feedback into him, pushing him into an enhanced state.

In this state, all his attributes—soul power quality, attack power, defense, soul spirit power, and attack speed—would be significantly boosted, and he could also drain a small amount of life from the wound.

The tyranny of this soul skill lay in its nature: to lock on was to deal a heavy blow; once he closed the distance and bit down, the opponent had essentially lost half their life.

As a first soul skill, it balanced burst, pursuit, sustain, and secondary berserk capabilities.

It had to be said, this soul skill suited his tastes perfectly!

"Dad, I succeeded." Fu Wen exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at Flender.

Flender immediately asked, "What is your first soul skill? Quickly, use it and let Dad see."

"Alright."

Fu Wen was also looking forward to it; he nodded and immediately stood up.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

The Divine Crocodile martial soul merged into his body.

His pupils transformed into golden Divine Crocodile eyes.

His muscles grew larger, harder, and more solid.

His height also increased.

"First Soul Skill: Primordial Bite!"

Fu Wen unleashed his first soul skill toward a massive, two-meter-tall thick boulder not far away.

The phantom of the Divine Crocodile grew larger, radiating a terrifying primordial aura.

Violent and overbearing energy surged forth, biting down fiercely toward the giant rock ahead.

In an instant, that massive maw swallowed the entire boulder, sharp teeth clamping down hard!

BOOM!!!!!!!!

That two-meter-tall thick boulder exploded before their eyes, turning into countless fragments.

This bite force, this destructive power, was simply terrifying.

"Wow! This power! This destructive force! It's actually this terrifying!"

"Xiao Wen, what kind of crocodile is this exactly?!"

"An ordinary one-ring soul master couldn't possibly possess such terrifying might!"

Flender widened his eyes, revealing a look of shock.

"Dad, the true name of my martial soul is Divine Crocodile."

Fu Wen curled his lips upward, speaking with a calm expression.

"Divine Crocodile?"

"Divine?"

"Could it be..."

Flender looked up at the sky, gesturing with his eyes.

Fu Wen nodded; the meaning was clear.

Flender's pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately cautioned, "Xiao Wen, before you have grown up, never tell a third person that your martial soul is a Divine Crocodile. Just say your martial soul is a Mutated Sea Crocodile; otherwise, you will be in great danger!"

"You must understand, a genius monster who hasn't grown up is nothing."

This was his heart and soul; he absolutely could not watch him die just like that.

He wanted to witness with his own eyes the day this son became a Title Douluo.

If possible, he even wanted to see the day he became a god.

Although he also knew that gods were incredibly ethereal.

Fu Wen nodded, "Don't worry, Dad. Your son isn't a fool; I naturally understand this. To the outside world, I will say this is a Mutated Sea Crocodile."

"Yes, yes, that's it." Flender nodded in satisfaction.

"Come, let's test it and see what level your soul power has reached now."

Flender took out the Soul Testing Orb, assuming Fu Wen did not know how many levels he had improved.

Fu Wen knew, but he still reached out and placed his hand upon it.

Hum!

As a blue light emerged.

Thirteen.

Two digits appeared.

"Level thirteen!"

"The same as Xiao Ao back then."

"Not bad, not bad."

"Let's go, let's head back."

Flender was exceptionally satisfied.

"No rush. This Bone-Splitting Giant Crocodile is a good find. The meat can be eaten to help me temper my body, and the parts that can't be eaten can be sold for money; it counts as a tidy sum of income."

"We will dismember it and put it into your storage Soul Tool to take away," Fu Wen said, pointing at the corpse of the Bone-Splitting Giant Crocodile.

"That's true, it shouldn't go to waste."

"Then let's begin; this is quite a big project."

Flender agreed. They were short on money now, and he intended to find ways to earn more. Otherwise, if Fu Wen's growth were delayed due to a lack of resources, it would be his own sin.