Jing Chen released the spirit bone and carefully sensed the changes in his condition, gradually figuring some things out.
Besides granting him an active skill, this spirit bone also possessed a passive skill that resembled a berserk state.
As long as he released the spirit bone, the passive skill would take effect, making his blood boil and leaving him extremely exhilarated.
It was similar to enhancement Soul Skills such as berserk or rampage, allowing him to unleash greater strength.
At this level of exhilaration, his strength had increased by around thirty percent, while his defense, speed, and reactions had improved by roughly the same amount.
A passive skill that could raise all attributes by nearly thirty percent was undoubtedly an incredible skill.
Moreover, this was only the effect of a spirit bone that was a little over six hundred years old. If its age broke through a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even a Hundred Thousand Year, its enhancement effects would likely grow accordingly.
In the future, the proportional increase to all attributes might reach forty percent, fifty percent, or even higher. That kind of increase was somewhat terrifying.
"This Ice Crystal Behemoth truly lives up to the name of a Super Soul Beast," Jing Chen praised joyfully.
He had originally thought the spirit bone had only given him an active skill, but he had not expected the pleasant surprise of a passive skill as well.
A Hundred-Year spirit bone capable of providing two top-tier skills was probably something only a Super Soul Beast like the Ice Crystal Behemoth could produce.
"Soul Beasts like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger should be able to produce them too," Jing Chen silently added.
After understanding the effects of the passive skill, Jing Chen began testing the active skill.
"Behemoth Blade Slash!" Jing Chen's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the claws on his left hand emitted fierce, domineering energy fluctuations.
Jing Chen swung his left hand diagonally upward from below. The motion was swift, yet it gave off the impression that it took immense effort.
That feeling fully demonstrated the extraordinary power behind the claw strike. Even with Jing Chen's current strength, using it was somewhat strenuous.
When the claw slashed out, it did not produce four sharp blades of light. Instead, it formed the phantom of an Ice Crystal Behemoth over two meters tall.
The Ice Crystal Behemoth phantom lifted its feet from the ground and ran through the air, its equally long arms raised in a fighting stance.
As it neared a great tree requiring two people to encircle it, the Ice Crystal Behemoth phantom swung both arms, leaving behind streaks of blade-like afterimages.
The Ice Crystal Behemoth phantom vanished, and numerous neat, shallow claw marks appeared on the tree it had attacked.
Each claw mark had cut eight or nine tenths of the way through the wood, nearly piercing the trunk outright. More than a dozen intersecting marks formed a net-like pattern across it.
The little remaining wood could no longer support the tree's weight. It creaked, then toppled over.
"Boom!" The tree crashed to the ground. Jing Chen put away the spirit bone and walked over, running his hand over the smooth cuts in the trunk.
"The power is pretty good." Jing Chen nodded with satisfaction, both surprised and delighted.
As someone who often hunted Soul Beasts, he knew that even some Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could not easily break a tree this thick.
Yet his Soul Skill had accomplished it, proving that its power was comparable to an attack from a Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
For someone with level fifteen cultivation to unleash an attack with such power, he should already be content.
Two days later, Jing Chen returned to the small cabin he had built. As soon as he arrived, he washed up and then had a good sleep.
After one sleep, Jing Chen was fully revived, and all the exhaustion from his recent travels vanished.
After preparing some Soul Beast meat to eat, Jing Chen brought Yi Yi to the Nine Spirit Forest.
This time, he had not come to let Yi Yi devour Soul Beasts and increase its cultivation. He wanted to find a Soul Beast for himself to practice against.
Since awakening his Martial Soul, he had never fought before. Now that he had also obtained his first Soul Ring, it was time to test his combat strength.
The Nine Spirit Forest was a very small Soul Beast forest. The strongest Soul Beasts inside were only Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, while Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were practically nonexistent.
At least, during the past five years, he had never encountered a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Even those over three thousand years old were rarely seen.
He even suspected that the Azure Nether Turtle he had encountered before, which was over four thousand years old, was the oldest Soul Beast in this forest.
After Yi Yi's cultivation reached one thousand years, he had often wandered around the center of the forest.
Yet after roaming around for two or three years, the highest-aged Soul Beast he had encountered was that Azure Nether Turtle. There had been none older than it.
Yi Yi had only increased its cultivation by a little over two thousand years in five years because the Soul Beasts in this forest were generally not very strong.
After breaking through a thousand years of cultivation, devouring Hundred-Year Soul Beasts only gave it a year's increase, perhaps not even that much. How could its progress possibly be fast?
If Yi Yi devoured without restraint and consumed every Soul Beast in the Nine Spirit Forest, it could probably reach five or six thousand years.
But Jing Chen was unwilling to engage in such destructive exploitation. Even though he was ruthless and wicked, he still had certain principles.
This visit to the Nine Spirit Forest would also be his last. Once he had finished practicing, he planned to take Yi Yi and move away.
The Soul Beasts Yi Yi could devour in the Nine Spirit Forest were too weak, offering little help in increasing its strength. Staying any longer would only waste time.
It needed to go to a higher-level Soul Beast forest, where its strength could improve rapidly.
Jing Chen wandered through the Nine Spirit Forest for over an hour before finally encountering a Soul Beast suitable for practice.
It was an Iron Arm Spirit Ape, a high-level Soul Beast with over seven hundred years of cultivation. Ordinary Soul Masters in their teens would find it difficult to contend with it.
At Jing Chen's signal, Yi Yi ran off to wait in the distance. It gestured and chattered there, cheering Jing Chen on.
Without Yi Yi revealing its aura, the Iron Arm Spirit Ape did not fear Jing Chen, a six-year-old child, at all.
The Iron Arm Spirit Ape bared its teeth viciously at Jing Chen, then sprang into action. It leaped high into the air and grabbed a tree branch, swinging its body forward.
The forest had no shortage of trees, making it the Iron Arm Spirit Ape's favorite kind of environment.
It nimbly swung from one tree and grabbed another, then swung to yet another tree, rapidly closing the distance to Jing Chen.
Jing Chen was not overly nervous, but neither did he take the fight lightly. He immediately released his Martial Soul.
The phantom of the Qilin Martial Soul appeared behind him. After Martial Soul Possession, Jing Chen grew slightly taller, and a thin layer of Ice Crystal Scales appeared over his skin.
His hair also changed, becoming ice-blue to match the scales covering his body.
After releasing his Martial Soul, the energy fluctuations emanating from Jing Chen's body became much stronger, and cold air continuously seeped from him.
The Iron Arm Spirit Ape swung itself toward Jing Chen and reached out with both hands, intending to pounce on him and knock him down.
With the opponent holding the advantage in height, Jing Chen could not deal with it head-on. He hurriedly moved to the left and turned his body sideways.
Jing Chen was fast. He successfully passed by the Iron Arm Spirit Ape and evaded its attack.
The moment he steadied himself, Jing Chen pushed off hard and charged toward the Iron Arm Spirit Ape. Once he judged the distance sufficient, he leaped into the air and delivered a one-hundred-eighty-degree kick.
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