Thousand-Year Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede | Earth Domain!

Not long after, Lin Jing's figure appeared near the source of that energy fluctuation.

He slowly reined in his aura, descended quietly from mid-air, and landed his toes lightly upon a thick tree branch.

Lifting his gaze, the scene ahead made his eyes narrow slightly.

In a clearing not far away, a dense cluster of purple spirit power halo was suspended in mid-air.

It was a full ten meters long.

Even from a considerable distance, Lin Jing could clearly sense the violence and coldness contained within that spirit power.

His gaze pierced through the halo and landed on the figure at its very center.

It was a massive arthropod spirit beast.

Nearly ten meters in length, its entire body was covered in a layer of dark purple carapace that reflected a cold, metallic luster under the purple light.

Along both sides of its body, dense rows of legs were arranged like blades; they were too numerous to count, numbering at least several hundred.

At a glance, it was literally a giant centipede magnified countless times.

"Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede."

Lin Jing's lips moved, and he spat out the four words in a low voice.

With a highly toxic attribute and a ferocious temperament, it fed on the flesh and blood of other spirit beasts and was considered a rather troublesome existence among spirit beasts of the same rank.

His gaze followed the long body of the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede, moving slowly forward until it landed on its head.

At the head of the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede, two giant, sickle-like mouthparts were flashing with a chilling light, having been driven fiercely into the body of a wolf-type spirit beast lying on the ground.

It was a wolf-type spirit beast of about a hundred years.

At this moment, it had completely ceased to breathe, its body shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the blood in its body was being continuously drained by the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede.

And as it inhaled the essence blood, the layer of dark purple carapace on the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede was undergoing a subtle change.

The carapace, which had been tightly fitted, was now becoming somewhat loose.

Between the gaps, a layer of brand-new carapace could be faintly seen slowly growing out from within.

"Just as I thought."

Lin Jing stood on the branch, arms crossed over his chest.

The age of this Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede had already reached nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

It was only one final step away from a thousand years.

And what it was doing now was devouring the essence blood of this hundred-year wolf spirit beast to complete its final transformation.

Once it successfully shed its old shell and the new one fully hardened, it would officially step into the ranks of thousand-year spirit beasts.

Lin Jing stood on the tree, using the "disguise" spirit skill attached to his Blue Silver Devouring Domain to mask his own aura as a common blade of Blue Silver Grass.

He was very patient.

He waited quietly.

The Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede transforming into a thousand-year spirit beast was exactly the result he wanted.

More importantly, the moment after the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede shed its old shell and before the new one had fully hardened was its weakest moment.

Striking at that time, Lin Jing was confident he could kill it in one blow.

Lin Jing found a comfortable position to lean against the branch and closed his eyes to rest.

Time slipped away bit by bit.

Night fell quietly.

The light in the forest grew dimmer, and various insect chirps and bird calls began to echo in the surroundings, along with the low roars of spirit beasts in the distance.

But the area where Lin Jing was located remained exceptionally quiet.

The transformation of the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede had reached its final stage.

The wolf-type spirit beast in front of it was now reduced to nothing but a skeleton.

All its blood and flesh had turned into nourishment for the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede's transformation.

Lin Jing opened his eyes, looked down at the situation below, and sensed his surroundings.

He had been standing here for nearly two hours.

Besides waiting for the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede to transform, he had also been keeping an eye on movements nearby.

The Blue Silver Devouring Domain had been shrouding a radius of a hundred meters the entire time; no rustle or movement could escape his perception.

Yet, for such a long time, he hadn't detected a single spirit beast stepping into his range of perception.

"This must be the territory of the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede."

Lin Jing muttered to himself.

A nine-hundred-year spirit beast was already a rather formidable existence in a place like the Soul Hunting Forest.

It was normal for it to have a territory of its own.

"No wonder this Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede dared to transform so brazenly."

"It turns out it had absolute confidence, believing no spirit beast would dare to intrude on its turf."

He shook his head, his gaze returning to the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede.

This was fine, too.

It saved him from worrying about being targeted by other spirit beasts while he absorbed the spirit ring.

Lin Jing stretched, working out his slightly sore shoulders.

His eyes gradually turned sharp.

The aura on the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede had undergone a earth-shaking change.

That aura belonging to a thousand-year spirit beast had already taken shape!

The transformation was complete!

The Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede completely detached itself from its old shell and shook its somewhat stiff body slightly.

Countless legs wiggled gently, as if it were still not quite accustomed to them.

Just then,

"Whoosh!"

Lin Jing's figure dove down from the tree like a ghost.

His hair had turned entirely into a translucent glazed color, his arm muscles were knotted and veins bulged, and he gripped a cold, gleaming dagger.

Lin Jing poured all his spirit power into his right arm, the muscles on his arm pulled taut.

He held nothing back; he went all out from the very first strike!

The tip of the dagger pointed straight at the head of the Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede!

The Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis wash over it.

It looked up just in time to see a human killing its way toward it.

The Thousand-Legged Withered Centipede was instantly enraged.

It had only just broken through to a thousand years, and already a human dared to intrude on its territory!

It was simply courting death!

It instinctively wanted to use its hard carapace to block, but halfway through the motion, it suddenly realized.

Its new shell hadn't hardened yet, so it forcibly changed its method of defense.

Its pair of sickle-like mouthparts lifted violently, carrying a foul wind as they met the dagger in Lin Jing's hand head-on.

Seeing this, Lin Jing was not the least bit surprised; instead, a faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Earth Domain!"

He let out a low shout.

"Hum—"

A circle of earthy-yellow halo suddenly spread out from beneath his feet like water ripples, instantly shrouding everything in the vicinity.

Earth Domain!

This was the innate domain of the Vast Sea Glazed True Dragon martial soul.

Although this was the first time Lin Jing had activated it, he had known the effects of this domain like the back of his hand ever since the moment his martial soul awakened.

Just like the Blue Silver Devouring Domain, the Earth Domain also brought him four attached spirit skills.

Two of them left the deepest impression on him.

The first was called Myriad Dust Return.

Within the coverage of the Earth Domain, all of the enemy's physical defenses would turn into sand and dust, dissipating with the wind.

Driven by his current spirit power level, this effect would take perfect effect on any existence below the Spirit King rank.

As for those above the Spirit King rank...

It wasn't entirely useless, but the effect would be greatly diminished, only slightly reducing the opponent's defensive power.

The second spirit skill was called Gravity Quagmire.

As the name suggested.

The ground within the domain would turn into a bottomless quagmire, pulling frantically at the enemy's body to sink them downward, while simultaneously slightly slowing the enemy's movement speed.

Furthermore, Gravity Quagmire also carried a mental attribute.

The enemy's mental power would also be affected by the quagmire, becoming sluggish and slow, with their reaction time dropping significantly.