The Third Soul Ring, Sky-Shattering Soul-Breaking Eagle

Sunset Forest.

"Son, do you have any plans for your third spirit ring?"

The family of Murong Huai was in the Sunset Forest searching for a suitable spirit ring for him.

Upon hearing Wu Xianyun's words, Murong Huai thought for a moment and said:

"Hmm... for my third spirit ring, I want to obtain a spirit skill with powerful attack capabilities. After all, aside from the Angel Sword Technique, I don't really have any other means of attack."

Hearing this, Murong Fuhai recalled something and said, "Oh, I remember there are a few Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle in the Sunset Forest. Their attack power is not inferior to the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. Their only weakness is their low defense, but they are adept at flying, very fast, and quite rare."

"Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle, that sounds pretty good. I don't lack defense right now, so a powerful attack is just what I need." Murong Huai nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's go. To better evade attacks, Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle usually live in the complex terrain of the southern woods."

Subsequently, the three of them headed together toward a lush forest in the south. Along the way, they inevitably encountered some blind spirit beasts, all of which were chased off by Murong Fuhai with a few punches and kicks. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to kill them, but if he killed them now, where would they get future spirit rings from!

After about half an hour, the three arrived at the place where the Sky-Shattering Soul-Breaking Eagle haunted. Murong Fuhai immediately unleashed his spiritual power to shroud the surroundings, and before long, he tracked the traces of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Breaking Eagle.

"Over here..."

The three moved in the direction Murong Fuhai pointed, and finally encountered several Sky-Shattering Soul-Breaking Eagle near a forest close to a cliff.

Several golden-purple eagles were seen soaring in the sky; these were indeed the Sky-Shattering Soul-Breaking Eagle. They were over ten zhang long, with broad wings and golden-purple feathers.

Their heads bore three sharp bone spurs, and their eyes were as red as molten lava. Their claws were like black iron hooks, and their tail feathers resembled broken golden whips. When flying, they were surrounded by shattered hurricanes, and their cries were like thunderclaps.

"So this is the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle; they look quite handsome." Seeing the appearance of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle, Murong Huai exclaimed in admiration.

Murong Fuhai also nodded in agreement, then said:

"Five Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle: two are hundred-year, one is over three thousand years, one is over nine thousand years, and one is over fifteen thousand years. Huai'er, which one do you want?"

Hearing this, Murong Huai pointed without hesitation to the one with the most massive figure and said:

"Let's go with that ten-thousand-year Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle!"

Hearing Murong Huai's words, Murong Fuhai and Wu Xianyun were stunned. They exchanged glances, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

The two had examined Murong Huai's physique; even if he wasn't a Spirit Emperor, he was no weaker than a high-level Spirit King. He would have almost no problem with a spirit beast under twenty thousand years.

Moreover, having absorbed the head spirit bone gifted to him by Qian Daoliu, his spiritual power was nearly on par with a Spirit Douluo. After this Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle died, the resulting soul shock would not be able to cause any harm to Murong Huai.

"Alright, since that's the case, then it's that one!" Murong Fuhai was just about to make a move when he saw Wu Xianyun pull him back, saying indignantly:

"Oh my, you are not allowed to make a move. I, as a mother, haven't shown off in front of my son yet. Stand aside!"

Hearing this, Murong Fuhai chuckled, "Hehe, the Madam is absolutely right."

Wu Xianyun rubbed Murong Huai's head and said:

"Son, watch your mother."

As she spoke, golden spirit power surged around Wu Xianyun, and a long sword appeared in her hand. The blade was engraved with the Nine Heavens clouds. Eight spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—descended. Then, her fourth spirit ring pulsed.

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Sword-Guided Light Ripple Flash!!"

Golden light radiated from the Nine Heavens Sword, and Wu Xianyun's figure vanished. The next second, she appeared directly above the ten-thousand-year Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle. Her figure moved with lightning speed; the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle didn't even have time to react before its body was pierced through.

Wu Xianyun turned around with her sword and stopped in front of it without looking back. Hundreds of sword marks had appeared on the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle behind her, filled with dense sword intent. As the sword light flickered, it looked like light reflecting on a pond. The latter's body was continuously pierced by the biting sword light.

Its aura continued to drop, and after a mournful cry, it plummeted straight from the sky.

With a bang, it hit the ground, its aura weak, severely wounded and dying. The entire process took less than half a minute.

The remaining Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle reacted, but were driven back by Wu Xianyun's biting sword intent and scattered in flight.

Wu Xianyun landed slowly and stood with her sword sheathed. Murong Huai and Murong Fuhai hurriedly walked over, clapping.

"Wow~, Mom, you're so cool!!!"

"The Madam is truly heroic and spirited—"

The father and son provided full emotional value. Wu Xianyun reached out to brush her hair, and as her tresses danced, she displayed the heroic spirit of a heroine.

"It's just a small matter—"

Subsequently, Murong Huai summoned the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword and thrust it out, delivering the final blow to the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle. The latter let out a mournful howl, its life force severed, and a black spirit ring condensed above it.

Under the protection of Murong Fuhai and Wu Xianyun, Murong Huai sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb this ten-thousand-year spirit ring.

When the ten-thousand-year spirit ring landed on him, Murong Huai felt a wave of pressure, but there was no problem.

Inside Murong Huai's spiritual sea, a Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle, entirely black with scarlet eyes, appeared and let out a cry that shook the soul. This was the resentment of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle.

It spread its wings and charged within Murong Huai's spiritual sea, attempting to destroy it.

Just at this moment, a golden sword suddenly appeared in the spiritual sea and thrust toward the resentment of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle. Seeing this, the latter flew to dodge.

However, golden swords continuously appeared all around, forming a dense web of swords that surrounded it completely. Seeing this scene, the resentment of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle froze in place.

Oh my, what is this situation—

The sharp swords did not give it a chance to react. Countless golden swords thrust toward the resentment of the Sky-Shattering Soul-Tearing Eagle from all directions.

The latter was swallowed by the endless sword light, and without even leaving behind a scream, it was obliterated by the sword light.

About half an hour later, Murong Huai snapped his eyes open as his aura surged abruptly. Three spirit rings—yellow, purple, and black—descended, signifying that Murong Huai had stepped into the Soul Elder realm. He then retracted his martial spirit and stood up.

"How is it, Huai'er?" Seeing Murong Huai wake up, Wu Xianyun inquired.

Murong Huai clenched his fists, sensed his new spirit ability, and said with a smile:

"Mother, my third spirit ability is called—Riding the Sword to the Nine Heavens, Falling Sword to Break the Cloud Pass. It allows for sword-flight with very low spirit power consumption. Furthermore, it can unleash an attack with immense penetration and destructive power; by flying into the clouds and guiding the sword to descend..."

Moo—

Before Murong Huai could finish, a newly-matured ten-thousand-year Heavy Armor Demon Ox appeared, let out an angry roar, and charged toward Murong Fuhai and Wu Xianyun. Seeing this, the corners of Murong Huai's mouth curled upward.

"Just in time!"

With that, Murong Huai summoned the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword. As his third spirit ring pulsed, he mounted the sword and soared freely through the air. Gripping the hilt, he channeled a biting sword intent into the blade, imbuing it with formidable offensive power, and dove toward the Heavy Armor Demon Ox below at blinding speed.

With a thunderous boom, the Heavy Armor Demon Ox didn't even have time to react. Its prized heavy armor was shattered instantly by Murong Huai's strike, which pierced straight through its body, sending blood surging out.

"Angel Sword Technique—Heavenly Punishment Meteor Light!!!"

He then swung his sword in a backhand motion. The sword intent, like a falling star, tore through the beast's heart and lungs, instantly extinguishing its life force. A black spirit ring began to condense above its carcass.

"Good. The defensive power of this Heavy Armor Demon Ox is difficult for even an average Soul Emperor to break. This is enough to prove the extraordinary nature of your spirit ability, Huai'er," Murong Fuhai said, stepping forward to analyze the scene.

"Indeed. To possess both flight and such powerful offensive capabilities—it is already top-tier among spirit abilities," Wu Xianyun added with praise.

The group inspected the corpses of the two spirit beasts, but finding no spirit bones, they turned and headed back toward the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.