Third Soul Skill, Cursed Roots!

Buzz!

The Nether Tree Soul Ring above Lin Xia's head, which was originally Wrap in an ominous purple light, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly pure light!

The deep, dark green light spread out like a tide, its edges flowing with a cold metallic luster. The seven purple Soul Ring patterns on it became incredibly clear and condensed, radiating a chilling pressure that blended the power of death and vegetation!

The rotation speed of the Soul Ring suddenly increased. The vast and pure energy seemed to have found its way home. It was no longer violent, but instead carried a solemn sense of ritual as it began to accelerate its integration into Lin Xia and Ivysaur's Martial Soul Origin!

"It's done!"

Qian Renxue's spirits lifted, and a look of immense joy appeared on her tired face!

She slowly withdrew her Angel Domain and Purification Light, her body swaying slightly, but Bibi Dong caught her in time.

Bibi Dong looked at the Refresh- new Soul Ring and Lin Xia Ivysaur's rapidly regaining their composure, her tense nerves finally relaxed completely. She let out a long, silent sigh of relief, her purple eyes filled with lingering fear and relief.

With the Soul Ring stabilized, a new skill is born!

The subsequent integration process was smooth and peaceful.

Without the interference of pollution, the pure energy attributes of the Nether Tree Soul Ring —the powerful force of death, the resilience of vegetation, the corrosiveness of Toxic, and the stability of the root system—began to be perfectly imprinted into Lin Xia's third Soul Ring position, deeply merging with the essence of Ivysaur.

Lin Xia could clearly feel a brand new and powerful force being conceived and formed within his Martial Soul core!

This force is cold, resilient, carrying the whispers of death and the tenacious will that spreads like its roots.

As the last bit of Soul Ring energy was completely absorbed, Lin Xia and Ivysaur opened their eyes almost simultaneously!

Lin Xia's eyes gleamed with suppressed brilliance, her aura was deep and composed, her Soul Power Level stabilized at level thirty-five, and the quality of her Soul Power improved once again, carrying a profound chill.

Ivysaur let out a joyful and powerful roar, "Dana--!!" Its body seemed to solidify once more, and the purplish-black pattern representing the Rakshasa Divine Power in the Four-Colored Light Wheel on its back became particularly deep and restrained, as if it contained an even more terrifying destructive power.

"Third Soul Skill..."

Lin Xia's mind stirred, and she connected with Ivysaur connection.

Suddenly, the huge flower bud (scaled bulb) on Ivysaur's back burst forth with a deep, dark green light!

"Third Soul Skill - Cursed Roots!"

As Lin Xia shouted, Ivysaur suddenly raised one of its front paws and Pound hard into the ground!

Boom!

Centered on the point of Pound, the earth trembled violently! Several incredibly thick energy roots, composed entirely of condensed dark green death Soul Power, burst forth from the earth like Curse reaching out from the depths of the netherworld!

These "Cursed Roots" are not physical entities, but rather aggregates of energy and malice. They are translucent dark green, with wisps of Sisi -black Curse patterns Wrap their surface, exuding a chilling aura of death and decay!

Ignoring terrain obstacles, they move and spread rapidly through soil, rocks, and even air like phantoms, at an astonishing speed!

Once the Cursed Roots comes into contact with its target (whether physical or energetic), it will frantically Wrap around it like a maggot clinging to a bone! Its powerful binding force far exceeds that of ordinary vines, greatly restricting the target's ability to move and even temporarily sealing off the flow of Soul Power!

As Wrap, the purplish-black Curse patterns attached to the roots will instantly be imprinted on the target!

This Curse does not kill directly, but is like the most insidious slow poison, continuously eroding the target's vitality, Corrosion their Soul Power, and amplifying their mental fear and exhaustion!

Like a maggot clinging to a bone, it's impossible to get rid of!

The duration is extremely long!

Lin Xia can control the number and range of the Cursed Roots, and can even track Lock-On to a certain extent through Ivysaur's senses!

Lin Xia stared at the dark green Curse roots slowly dissipating into the air, feeling the coldness, resilience, and corrosive power contained within them, and her eyes blazed with intense light!

"What a Cursed Roots! It combines control, debuffing, and continuous damage in one! It possesses the binding and death Ability of the Nether Tree, and perfectly integrates Ivysaur's own Poison-type nature! This is simply a powerful tool for crowd control and attrition!"

Qian Renxue looked at this strange and powerful Soul Skill, and even her tired face showed admiration.

"What a powerful Soul Skill! This Curse power... it's terrifying!"

Bibi Dong stared intently at Lin Xia and Ivysaur, her purple eyes gleaming.

What she valued wasn't the Soul Skill itself, but rather that Lin Xia, in such a perilous situation, relied on his special abilities and the help of his companions to reverse a near-certain death and successfully absorb this special Soul Ring!

This temperament, ability, and luck... even amazed her, the Pope.

Congratulations, Xiao Xia.

Bibi Dong's voice carried a rare gentleness and approval.

"This third Soul Ring is worthy of your efforts and Ivysaur's potential."

Lin Xia withdrew her Soul Skill, feeling the abundant power within her body and the new Soul Skill, and gave Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue a tired but incredibly bright smile.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Sister Xue'er! Without your protection and purification, Ivysaur and I would probably be in grave danger this time!"

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue rolled their eyes almost simultaneously, their gazes, like white ribbons carrying tangible warmth, sweeping across Lin Xia's face.

Bibi Dong gave a cold snort, her purple eyes glaring at him.

"If we weren't here to protect you, what would we be doing here? Just sightseeing?"

His tone carried a hint of offended anger, but also a deeper worry.

Qian Renxue, unusually, echoed her mother's words, gracefully resting her hand on her forehead. Her golden hair shimmered in the firelight, but her voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"Yeah, little brother, the way you're saying it makes it sound like we're here to hold you back."

She looked at Lin Xia with reproach in her eyes, but even more so with heartache and lingering fear.

"For your third Soul Ring, Mother almost... we almost..."

Recalling Lin Xia's harrowing, life-threatening moment deep in the Poison Miasma Swamp, Qian Renxue's voice trembled slightly, and she was unwilling to continue.

Lin Xia was taken aback by the eye-rolls from her two closest friends, then quickly put on a fawning "hehe" smile and waved her hand.

"No, no! Master, Sister Xue'er, I absolutely didn't mean that! You are my greatest support. Without your help to cover my retreat and deter those covetous Soul Beast on the outer perimeter, how could I dare to venture into that hellish place alone! I just... I just wanted to express my determination!"

He scratched his head, trying to defuse the slight awkwardness with a smile.

Seeing Lin Xia's somewhat silly yet sincere smile, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but the worry in their eyes did not completely disappear.

After all, the dangers of the Nether Ghost Tree, especially the scene of Lin Xia fighting alone, covered in blood, and Ivysaur wailing and crying, seemed to be right before his eyes.