The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's Second Spirit Ring!

However, when Flender looked back at Lin Mo, he was horrified to discover that the residual shockwave from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's strike had drifted onto Lin Mo at some point.

Several bloody gashes had appeared on the surface of Lin Mo's body.

Yet, the very next moment, something even more unexpected occurred to Flender.

The wounds on Lin Mo's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Dean, I'm fine."

Sensing Flender's gaze, Lin Mo instinctively glanced at the several scrapes on his body.

The wounds were not deep, though they looked somewhat gruesome.

"My martial soul has excellent self-recovery capabilities; minor injuries like these heal very quickly," Lin Mo explained.

Although his Innate Life State was currently only at the first stage, he had already completed the Qi-Skin transformation on the surface of his entire body.

For injuries as light as these, as long as his bones remained intact, his body could finish repairing itself within a few breaths.

Having said that, Lin Mo glanced at the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, which was already trying to flee, and muttered to himself:

"But isn't this bear's attack power a bit too exaggerated?

It was just the residual shockwave of an attack, yet it managed to tear through my Body-Protecting Qi and leave wounds on my skin."

"It is indeed a bit exaggerated."

Flender nodded, acknowledging Lin Mo's assessment.

He then gave a wry smile: "However, the more exaggerated this bear's strength is, isn't that a good thing for you?

It means the second soul ring you obtain will be even more powerful!

You will gain an even stronger second soul skill!"

Lin Mo smiled upon hearing this.

The more powerful a soul beast was, the higher the quality of the soul ring it produced, and the more astonishing the boost it provided to a soul master.

"The Dean is right."

Lin Mo nodded: "Then let's pick up the pace; we can't let this beast get away."

Flender followed Lin Mo's gaze to see the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear dragging its injured body, clumsily running into the distance.

Although its posture was pathetic, the fierce, savage look in its eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

Its small eyes were filled with malice, and it would occasionally look back at the two of them, as if trying to etch their faces into its very bones.

After confirming that Lin Mo was unharmed, Flender hesitated no longer. To avoid any further complications, he closed the distance to the fleeing Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear in a few flashes.

His fourth soul ring lit up once more, and wind blades flashed.

The beast's gray-black fur proved exceptionally vulnerable against the tornado of wind blades Flender unleashed.

The fur was sliced open, revealing the muscle beneath.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground around the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear a dark red.

Soon, Flender manipulated the wind blades to severely wound the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, using them to sever its hand and foot tendons, effectively dismantling its ability to resist or move.

Four wind blades descended simultaneously, accurately cutting the tendons in the bear's four limbs.

The massive body of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear crashed to the ground, and it let out a roar of frustration, its voice filled with rage.

It tried to struggle to its feet, but its limbs no longer obeyed its commands.

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear now lay on the ground, filled with resentment, its small eyes glaring with malice at Flender and Lin Mo not far away.

It was only because its current cultivation was too weak.

Had its cultivation been even a little higher—perhaps five or six thousand years—it would have been confident in killing these two in an instant!

Its eyes remained locked onto Flender, but Flender paid no mind to the beast's glare.

"Do you need my help?"

Flender looked at the approaching Lin Mo and asked: "Based on what I've learned from Old Zhao, the defensive power of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's fur is just as exaggerated as its attack."

As Flender spoke, his gaze fell upon the beast's gray-black fur.

"No need, Dean."

Lin Mo shook his head: "You've already wounded it to this extent; if I still can't take its life, wouldn't that make me a complete failure?"

Hearing this, Flender said nothing more, simply pulling a dagger from his waist and handing it over.

The dagger was dark silver in its entirety, with a cold light glinting off the edge.

Lin Mo took the dagger and weighed it in his hand; it was quite heavy and felt substantial to hold.

He looked up at the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, whose eyes were now filled with a malice so intense it felt almost tangible.

After catching the dagger Flender handed him, Lin Mo channeled his Soul Power into it and thrust it into the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's body, aiming for the wound previously torn open by Flender's wind blade.

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear twitched a few times before falling completely still.

The light in those small, blood-red eyes finally faded away.

A deep, profound purple soul ring slowly emerged from the corpse of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

A thousand-year soul ring!

A genuine thousand-year soul ring!

Seeing this, Lin Mo did not hesitate. He immediately sat cross-legged, palms facing upward, and began to circulate the Soul Power within his body.

As if drawn by some unseen force, the purple soul ring drifted slowly toward Lin Mo.

To Lin Mo's surprise, the moment the thousand-year soul ring settled over him, he felt a peculiar energy detach from the ring and surge through his palms.

Sharp, indestructible—this was Lin Mo's first impression!

Wherever that energy passed, even his meridians felt a faint, stinging pain.

Lin Mo's body, currently in the Innate Life State, quickly repaired the parts being torn apart by this power.

Although it slightly exceeded the scope of what the first level of the Innate Life State could mend, fortunately, the injuries were not severe and could still be barely repaired.

The moment Lin Mo began absorbing the thousand-year soul ring, Flender became hyper-vigilant, keeping his eyes glued to Lin Mo as he stood guard, terrified that something might go wrong.

A thousand-year second soul ring!

If word of this got out, the entire world of soul masters would be in an uproar.

Although he was certain that Lin Mo's physical constitution could handle absorbing a thousand-year-level second soul ring without issue, Flender still felt a sense of unease as Lin Mo began the process.

After all, this was an unprecedented feat!

Flender reached up to adjust his black-rimmed glasses, not daring to shift his gaze from Lin Mo for even a second.

He focused his entire attention on Lin Mo.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Lin Mo remained sitting in place, motionless.

The fluctuations of Soul Power on his body waxed and waned, and Flender's heart rose and fell in tandem with those pulses.

However, absorbing a soul ring had always been a task one had to accomplish through one's own strength; Flender did not dare to step forward and rashly disturb Lin Mo's absorption.