After hearing Fang Yuan's words, the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit opened its huge mouth and spoke in human language:
"Human, the Soul Ring I produce cannot be absorbed by human Soul Masters. Otherwise, the tangled and chaotic energies within it will cause their bodies to explode. If you want to hunt me, you have truly miscalculated.
"Get out of the Star Dou Great Forest now. Otherwise, if I fight to the death, you will not have it easy either. If our battle draws other Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts here, you will die today!"
Beyond intimidation and threats, the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit's words actually carried a hint of negotiation and persuasion.
This was not because it was naturally cowardly. As a fusion beast formed from the blood essence and souls left behind by many Soul Beasts after death, it was only more savage and brutal than ordinary Soul Beasts.
It was simply because it had fought Fang Yuan earlier, been savagely beaten and seriously injured, and now knew its place. Having failed to escape and being forced to face this human again, its gaze was naturally crystal clear.
Its words were not deception. As a fusion Soul Beast, a Myriad Beast Demon Spirit at the hundred-thousand-year level contained countless ferocious auras from other Soul Beasts within its body.
The Soul Ring it produced after death would also be incomparably violent. Even an expert on the verge of breaking through to rank ninety would have a one-hundred-percent chance of dying if they tried to absorb it.
That was why this Myriad Beast Demon Spirit was utterly baffled.
Fuck, if you're hunting Soul Beasts, hunt good ones!
With so many awesome Soul Rings out there, why were you fixated on me, a Soul Beast whose Soul Ring couldn't be absorbed? What the hell was wrong with you?
But its words did not move Fang Yuan in the slightest.
He burst into laughter. "Hahaha, there was actually such an exciting Soul Ring in this world? Then I absolutely had to taste it for myself!"
As he spoke, he stomped heavily on the ground. With a boom, the earth collapsed into a deep crater.
Using that force, Fang Yuan transformed into a bloody streak of light and shot straight toward the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit!
Seeing that this human had become even more eager after hearing its words, the despair in the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit's heart completely turned into the savage ferocity of a final counterattack.
"You beast! Since you're determined to seek death, then come!"
It let out a furious roar, its voice brimming with wild, bloodthirsty killing intent.
Even a cornered rabbit would leap over a wall, let alone a hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast.
Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang stood between the man and beast, their expressions blank.
It took them quite a while to realize that this Soul Beast had not come for the three of them. It had been hunted down by this young Soul Master and had merely happened to flee in their direction?
Seeing that a great battle was about to erupt between the man and beast, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang shuddered inwardly. They quickly grabbed Meng Yiran and the Man Faced Demon Spider beside her, then retreated at full speed.
One side was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, while the other was a mysterious Soul Master capable of hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. A battle between these two was not something they could withstand.
Although the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang possessed power comparable to an attack from a Title Douluo, there was no need for them to interfere.
As they retreated, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang condensed their voices into thin lines and communicated with each other.
"So that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was being hunted. We accidentally helped that young man instead." Meng Shu spoke with considerable frustration.
There was a trace of eagerness in Chao Tianxiang's voice. "Once a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is killed, it will definitely produce a Soul Bone. Do you think we should..."
Meng Shu frowned deeply. "Do you not value your life? If that person can kill a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, his strength absolutely surpasses that of an ordinary Title Douluo. How could we possibly snatch food from a tiger's mouth?"
Chao Tianxiang's voice was unwilling. "Would he still be able to remain at peak condition after killing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Besides, wouldn't he need to absorb that Soul Beast's Soul Ring? We somehow gave him a huge helping hand. If we don't get some benefit from him, I can't swallow this anger."
Meng Shu hesitated for a moment before letting out a long sigh. "We can only act according to the circumstances after their battle ends. If he has not expended much strength, he might even kill us to silence us and prevent news of the Soul Bone from leaking."
Chao Tianxiang was startled. She looked back at her granddaughter, and the unwillingness in her heart gradually cooled.
Indeed, a battle at the level of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was not something Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang could interfere in.
Although they possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, if they truly faced experts at the level of a Title Douluo or a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, killing them would not be difficult.
At this moment, calmness finally overwhelmed the unwillingness in Chao Tianxiang's heart.
However, before the three of them had retreated very far, they heard a beast's roar.
That roar was filled with immensely deep resentment and unwillingness, making their entire bodies turn cold.
"Th-this..." Meng Shu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "That Soul Beast was already dead?"
That was right. At the center of the battlefield, the enormous body, like a small mountain, crashed to the ground and stirred up a storm.
Fang Yuan stood atop the beast's corpse as the aura around him gradually subsided.
The blood-red cloak behind him slowly dissipated, while the countless Myriad Self phantoms around him gradually faded before vanishing completely.
This Myriad Beast Demon Spirit had already been seriously injured by him. It had only erupted with the power of a final burst of life, fleeing at a speed far beyond normal.
After Fang Yuan caught up with it again, unwilling to drag things out, he directly activated Incomplete Freedom Transformation and Myriad Self at the same time.
Incomplete Freedom Transformation granted Fang Yuan a physique as swift as thunder in motion, allowing him to battle heaven and earth and sweep unhindered in every direction.
Meanwhile, under the Martial Soul Avatar, every Myriad Self phantom possessed close-combat strength nearing that of a Soul Saint. They coordinated flawlessly and feared no death, like an iron torrent.
As Fang Yuan unleashed all his offensive methods and erupted with his strongest attack, the already heavily wounded Myriad Beast Demon Spirit could not resist for long before Fang Yuan shattered its head with a single punch.
This formidable ferocious beast, with cultivation exceeding one hundred thousand years and fused with the blood essence and souls of countless Soul Beasts, died just like that at Fang Yuan's hands.
Above the huge beast corpse, like a small mountain, a crimson Soul Ring slowly emerged.
That blood-red color represented the highest possible age of a Soul Ring produced by ordinary Soul Beasts: one hundred thousand years!
Across the continent, Soul Rings produced by ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts were already uncommon, usually only seen on powerful experts.
Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings were even rarer. Even among Title Douluo-level experts, they were difficult to find.
It could be said that what this red Soul Ring represented was the absolute pinnacle of power among Soul Masters on the continent!
Meng Shu, who was fleeing with his wife and granddaughter, could not help revealing a strange look in his eyes when he turned back and saw that crimson glow.
He had heard what that Soul Beast said earlier as well.
The Soul Ring produced by this so-called Myriad Beast Demon Spirit could not be absorbed by Soul Masters, or their bodies would inevitably explode.
If this young man absorbed that Soul Ring, would he die as the Soul Beast had claimed?
Then, could he obtain the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone produced by that Soul Beast through a stroke of luck akin to picking up a bargain?
Even if this Soul Beast's Soul Bone could not be absorbed either, what kind of profit would he gain if he resold it?
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