The pale white Soul Ring beneath Ao Yin's feet suddenly lit up, flashing wildly!
"First Soul Skill, Red Tide!"
With a whoosh!
A dragon pattern on the pitch-black Coiling Dragon Staff was completely activated. A fire dragon awakened, its innate Southern Bright Lihuo blazing fiercely, turning the entire staff as red as molten iron.
Crack! Bang!
The Red Tide surged, and the thick layer of ice encasing Ao Yin instantly shattered, vaporizing into wisps of white mist.
The next moment!
Everything within a ten-meter radius was enclosed by Southern Bright Lihuo. The enclosed area was... the Red Tide Domain!
Ao Yin smiled faintly. This first Soul Skill was called Red Tide.
"Within the Red Tide, Southern Bright Lihuo blankets the area. I am like a god. Anyone harboring even the slightest irreverence toward a god will have their mind instantly scorched by Southern Bright Lihuo, and naturally, their bodily functions will also be affected, becoming stiff.
"Even if they react in time, their movement speed will be greatly reduced for a period of time! Their attack power will be weakened!"
The previously ferocious Six-Winged Frost Centipede now had clouded eyes.
The searing aura of blazing flames scorched its body. The frosty mist around it rapidly melted away, and its power of ice was being suppressed!
Hiss! Hiss!
It came to its senses and stared in terror at the youth slowly approaching.
At that moment, Southern Bright Lihuo coiled around Ao Yin's body. He was like a blazing sun capable of incinerating all things, radiating divine majesty that could not be looked upon directly!
The Six-Winged Frost Centipede's massive body trembled uncontrollably.
"Now you know fear? Too late."
"Myriad-Jun... Red Tide!"
The Myriad-Jun Strength empowered the Coiling Dragon Staff, activating the first Soul Skill as the Red Tide formed from Southern Bright Lihuo came crashing down!
Boom!
Rumble...
Even if the Six-Winged Frost Centipede wanted to flee, it was intercepted and trapped by Southern Bright Lihuo, leaving it no choice but to face the attack head-on!
Whoosh—
In the Six-Winged Frost Centipede's eyes, one tiny sun after another, carrying an aura of destruction, seemed to be hurtling toward it. It abruptly tried to flap its icy wings and burst forth with extreme speed!
However, its body abruptly froze in place!!
Thud—Boom!
The Coiling Dragon Staff smashed down viciously. The Six-Winged Frost Centipede's ice-scaled body took the blow head-on with a dull thud. Its body suddenly sank, and with another thud, it crashed heavily into the ground!
It was directly smashed into a deep pit!
Creak! Creak!
The Six-Winged Frost Centipede had been heavily wounded. Combined with the earlier bite from the Datura Snake, its body was deeply poisoned. Now that its frost had collapsed, it could no longer suppress the snake venom. It was at death's door, its hundred legs flailing continuously with creaking sounds, yet it could not rise.
Ao Yin narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "The Six-Winged Frost Centipede is a mutant Soul Beast. It possesses a thin bloodline of an ice dragon and wields the power of extreme cold. I'll make you the second Soul Ring of my Coiling Dragon Staff!"
As he spoke, Ao Yin swung the Coiling Dragon Staff, sending out a streak of Southern Bright Lihuo. The dying Six-Winged Frost Centipede was instantly engulfed in flames!
Sizzle, rip!
Despite the Six-Winged Frost Centipede's powerful ice-scaled body, the burning Southern Bright Lihuo caused a charred smell to rise from it in an instant.
The Six-Winged Frost Centipede struggled for a long time before finally finding release.
A yellow Soul Ring slowly rose.
Ao Yin's eyes lit up. "Six hundred years!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ao Yin immediately used his Soul Power to draw it in and absorb it into his body.
The instant the Soul Ring entered his body, an aura of extreme cold enveloped him. Fortunately, Southern Bright Lihuo protected his body and easily neutralized it.
Unlike Soul Beasts such as the Fire Glass Vine Serpent, which only had a year of cultivation, this Six-Winged Frost Centipede had six hundred years of cultivation. Absorbing its Soul Ring required some time.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest.
Yu Xiaogang finally let out a sigh of relief, while Tang San also regained consciousness.
"Teacher, I... disappointed you!" Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with a face full of guilt.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and sighed. "Little San, this isn't your fault. Soul Beasts over a hundred years old are difficult to hunt in the first place!"
Upon hearing this, Tang San clenched his fists and retorted, "No! Teacher, I really did kill the Datura Snake with my own hands, but that Soul Ring flew toward Ao Yin!"
"Impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang immediately reacted, yet he could not find any reason why the Soul Ring would drift toward Ao Yin.
If that was the case, then there was only one truth: Tang San was lying. The Datura Snake had not been killed by his own hands at all!
Tang San could not defend himself no matter what he said, and he did not want to argue pointlessly with his teacher!
"Teacher, then my first Soul Ring..."
Cough, cough—
Tang San wanted to ask about the Soul Ring, only to discover that Yu Xiaogang was coughing up blood!
"It's nothing. I was merely injured by that Six-Winged Frost Centipede!"
Yu Xiaogang waved his hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He took a deep breath and said, "As for your Soul Ring... we'll have to settle for second best!"
"Teacher, you mean?"
"That's right, the ten-year Lone Bamboo we encountered earlier!"
Yu Xiaogang stated directly, "The Soul Hunting Forest is fraught with danger. That hundred-year Datura Snake was already something one could only come across by chance, and now your teacher is injured as well. I also told you before about that ten-year Lone Bamboo. It fits the traits of your Blue Silver Grass very well. It's a decent fallback choice!"
Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder and directly led him to the ten-year Lone Bamboo.
"That one it is. Listen to your teacher. With my theories, I will definitely be able to train you into a god!"
"Become a god?"
Tang San froze slightly. He had not expected his teacher to have such confidence in his own theories.
"That's right! The path to godhood is destined to be different. Don't get hung up on Soul Ring age limits. Choosing a Soul Ring that suits the traits of your Martial Soul is the best choice!"
Tang San took a deep breath. Geniuses never rigidly followed convention; neither he nor his teacher was someone who followed the rules.
"I'll listen to you, Teacher!" Tang San was quickly persuaded by Yu Xiaogang.
He immediately walked over to the ten-year Lone Bamboo he had seen before. With his Mysterious Jade Hand, he raised his hand and brought it down, slicing it apart in a single stroke.
A white Soul Ring rose up!
"Little San, quickly! Absorb your first Soul Ring. Teacher will stand guard for you!"
Tang San nodded. Without further hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began absorbing the ten-year Lone Bamboo Soul Ring!
After a long while, Tang San opened his eyes, instantly sensing how different he had become.
"How was it?"
"Teacher, I succeeded!"
As he spoke, Tang San slowly extended his right hand. Blue Silver Grass gradually appeared in his palm, while a white Soul Ring slowly rose beneath his feet.
He murmured inwardly, After absorbing the Soul Ring, it seems the Mysterious Heaven Skill has loosened slightly as well!
"Not bad! Let's head back!"
Yu Xiaogang raised his brows slightly. He could not see any major change in the Blue Silver Grass. However, this was indeed not a safe place, nor was it suitable for staying long.
Now that he had helped Tang San obtain a suitable first Soul Ring, it was time to leave the Soul Hunting Forest and return!
"What about Ao Yin?"
Tang San could not help looking back. So much time had passed, yet there was still no sign of Ao Yin. He did not know whether Ao Yin was dead or alive.
Yu Xiaogang sneered. "Targeted by a Six-Winged Frost Centipede with six hundred years of cultivation, even if Ao Yin has Innate Full Soul Power, was born with immense strength, and possesses martial skills, he could never escape. He has probably already become a Soul Beast's meal by now!"
"Dead?"
Tang San frowned slightly. To die just like that at the hands of a Soul Beast was truly letting him off too easily!
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