Variant Three-Headed Holy Light Sub-Dragon

Not long after, a team member let out a low exclamation.

"Captain, come look!"

Yu Tieshan and Yu Hong hurried over.

On the other side of the lake, a massive soul beast was lying on a boulder, basking in the sun.

It was a gargantuan sub-dragon, about five meters long, its body covered in gold-white scales that radiated a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.

But what shocked everyone was that this sub-dragon actually had three heads!

Three dragon heads grew side-by-side from a thick neck, each pair of golden eyes currently closed in lazy repose.

"What... what is going on?!" Yu Tieshan's expression changed drastically. "The map clearly marked this as a common Holy Light Sub-Dragon; how did it become a three-headed one?!"

"And the aura of this soul beast..." another team member gulped, "it's at least two thousand years old!"

The expressions of everyone present turned extremely grim.

They might have had a chance at taking down a fifteen-hundred-year-old Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

But a two-thousand-year-old Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon?

This was already beyond their capabilities!

"Young Master Yu Hong, this soul beast has mutated, and its age is much higher than expected." Yu Tieshan turned to look at Yu Hong, his face full of worry. "Should we find another one?"

Yu Hong did not answer; his attention was entirely captured by the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

No, to be precise, it was the Primordial White Stone within him that was being drawn in.

From the moment he first laid eyes on the soul beast, he felt the Primordial White Stone in his dantian begin to tremble violently, radiating an intense craving.

That feeling was like a starving man seeing a feast, or a parched man seeing a clear spring.

The Primordial White Stone hungered for the soul ring of that Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon!

"Young Master Yu Hong?" Yu Tieshan called out again when he saw Yu Hong remained silent.

Yu Hong snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and made his decision.

"This is the one."

"What?!" Yu Tieshan thought he had misheard. "Young Master Yu Hong, that is a two-thousand-year-old mutant soul beast! You are only level twenty; it is impossible for you to withstand a two-thousand-year soul ring!"

"I know," Yu Hong nodded, "but I must have this one."

He did not explain further, because he could not explain it clearly himself.

He only knew that the Primordial White Stone needed the soul ring of this beast.

If he missed this opportunity, he did not know how long he would have to wait for the next one.

Yu Tieshan looked at Yu Hong's determined eyes, his heart filled with conflict.

He wanted to persuade Yu Hong to give up, but he remembered their last experience.

Last time, Yu Hong had been just as insistent, and he had succeeded.

This time... could he succeed again?

"Young Master Yu Hong, are you truly certain?" Yu Tieshan asked one last time.

"I am certain." Yu Hong's tone did not waver in the slightest.

Yu Tieshan was silent for a moment before finally sighing.

"Very well, since Young Master Yu Hong insists, we shall try." He turned to the other team members. "Everyone, prepare to engage. Our target is that Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon. Remember, this soul beast is very strong; everyone must be careful!"

"Understood!"

The group spread out, quietly surrounding the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

The Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon seemed to sense the danger; its three heads opened their eyes simultaneously, six golden eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

"ROAR!!!"

The three dragon heads let out a roar in unison, the sound deafening, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and rustle.

"Attack!"

At Yu Tieshan's command, several figures charged out simultaneously.

The Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon reacted with incredible speed, its three heads opening their mouths at once to spew three dazzling golden beams of light.

That was its method of attack: Holy Light Breath.

The three Holy Light Breath attacks intertwined, forming an ocean of light that engulfed everything in the vicinity.

"Scatter!"

Yu Tieshan shouted, his figure flashing to dodge the sea of light.

The other team members also scrambled to evade, simultaneously launching attacks on the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon from different directions.

This battle was far more difficult than the last hunt for the Sun-Day Dragon Lizard.

The Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon was not only powerful, but with three heads, it could deal with attacks from three directions at once.

Although Yu Tieshan and his team were numerous, they could only barely suppress such an opponent and were unable to defeat it in a short time.

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour.

Yu Tieshan and his team were already somewhat exhausted, yet the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon continued to resist stubbornly.

"Damn it, this soul beast is too troublesome!" one team member said, gasping for breath.

"Hold on a little longer!" Yu Tieshan said through gritted teeth, "Its stamina is almost depleted too!"

Sure enough, the movements of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon became significantly slower, and the attack frequency of its three dragon heads dropped drastically.

"Now!"

Yu Tieshan seized the opportunity and struck with all his might.

His martial soul was a giant axe, which was currently emitting a dazzling light.

"Overlord Slash!"

A massive axe beam descended from the sky, slamming fiercely into the body of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

"ROAR!!!"

The Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon let out a painful hiss, its massive body crashing to the ground.

The other team members seized the chance to step forward, using various methods to completely subdue the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

"Young Master Yu Hong, it's ready!" Yu Tieshan shouted.

Yu Hong walked forward and drew a short blade from his waist.

The six eyes of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon stared at Yu Hong, filled with anger and unwillingness.

But it no longer had the strength to resist.

Yu Hong did not hesitate; he raised the short blade, aimed at the vital point of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon, and stabbed down fiercely.

"Puchi—"

Blood gushed out, and the body of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon struggled violently a few times before gradually ceasing all movement.

At the same time, a purple light ring rose from the body of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

"A two-thousand-year soul ring..." Yu Tieshan looked at the soul ring, his face full of worry, "Young Master Yu Hong, are you really going to absorb it?"

Yu Hong nodded and sat cross-legged beside the corpse of the Three-Headed Mutant Holy Light Sub-Dragon.

He closed his eyes and began to guide the purple soul ring into his body.

The purple soul ring slowly descended and settled onto Yu Hong.

The next moment, a violent energy, several times stronger than the last time, surged into Yu Hong's body.

"Ugh!"

Yu Hong let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale instantly.

That energy was too powerful, like a rampaging giant beast, charging through his meridians and attempting to tear his body apart.

Yu Hong gritted his teeth and circulated his soul power with all his might, trying to suppress the violent energy.

But he soon discovered that with his current strength, he could not suppress this energy at all.

The energy of a two-thousand-year soul ring far exceeded his capacity to bear.

"Damn it..." Yu Hong cursed inwardly.

Could it be that he was truly going to fail?