Third Soul Skill, Butterfly Goddess Judgment

The first soul skill, Holy Light Butterfly Goddess Transformation, mainly purified.

The core mechanism of the second soul skill, Dark Moon Butterfly God Flash, was evasion.

By the third soul skill, there was finally a true offensive soul skill.

Butterfly Goddess Judgment.

Countless light butterflies emerged from the void, gathering into a sacred phantom of the Butterfly Goddess.

All targets marked by the light butterflies within its range would be judged by the Butterfly Goddess phantom.

Targets with evil attributes would additionally suffer a continuous burning effect when judged.

I could only say that a ten-thousand-year soul skill truly lived up to its name, especially since it was also an area-of-effect group attack skill.

If it had been a Thousand-Year Soul Ring instead, then even with the same Butterfly Goddess Judgment, it probably could have judged only a single target.

"Haki Bai, why does my body hurt all over?

"Did you secretly beat me up while I was asleep?"

After waking up, Tang Wutong only felt sore all over, as if she had been put through the wringer.

Still, at Haki Bai's age, aside from getting saliva all over her, what else could he do?

Besides, due to the special nature of her martial soul, no ordinary person could touch Tang Wutong except a spiritual body, a soul body.

So there was only one answer.

That dog Bai Ran had secretly beaten her up while she was unconscious.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't slander a good person. This is just an aftereffect of absorbing a Divine Bestowed Soul Ring."

Although all the pressure during the absorption of the Soul Ring had fallen upon Tang Wutong.

As Bai Ran's martial soul, Bai Ran also knew exactly how much pressure Tang Wutong could withstand.

Thus, the age of this Divine Bestowed Soul Ring had ultimately settled at fifty thousand years.

If she had endured even a little more pressure, Tang Wutong would have "shattered."

A shattered martial soul meant Bai Ran would be crippled too.

Bai Ran was not capable of doing something that stupid.

"Impossible. When I absorbed that Thirty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring last time, I wasn't this sore and aching."

Tang Wutong covered her waist as she sat up from the bed.

At the same time, she clenched her little fists, looking as though she would fight Bai Ran if he failed to give her a reasonable explanation.

"That Thirty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was entirely pure energy. It was easier to absorb than even an ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, so naturally there was no pressure.

"But this time..."

"What happened this time? Didn't you absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

Tang Wutong had only just woken up and had not had time to examine her own condition.

It would have been better if she had not checked. The moment she did, Tang Wutong immediately noticed something was wrong.

Why was this third Soul Ring black with a hint of red?

Even that Thirty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring had only carried the faintest trace of red.

But this third Soul Ring was practically surrounded by a red glow.

H-How many ten-thousand years was this Soul Ring?

Tang Wutong: No, Haki Bai, you brat, are you treating Sister Wutong like some disposable tool?!

Bai Ran: Let Little Seven suffer a little more. Everything will come eventually.

Before long, two neat rows of bite marks appeared on Bai Ran's arm.

It was no exaggeration to say that if this kept up, people might mistake it for some trendy new tattoo when he rolled up his sleeves in the future.

"By the way, why hasn't my Soul Power level increased?"

Tang Wutong was deeply puzzled. Last time, after absorbing that Thirty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, she had nearly gained five levels of Soul Power.

Now that she had absorbed a Fifty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, even if she could not gain seven or eight levels, it should not have been less than last time, right?

"What else could it be? Your father is stingy."

This Divine Bestowed Soul Ring had merely been condensed by Tang San on a whim. His already limited divine power had all gone into shaping the Soul Ring, leaving almost nothing behind to enhance the Soul Master's strength.

If it had been the kind of Divine Bestowed Soul Ring with a maximum age of one million years, absorbing it would probably have increased her Soul Power by five levels.

But such Soul Rings consumed a deity's origin. Even a first-rank main god could not condense many of them.

They were usually only bestowed as rewards when a god's heir completed a divine trial.

Of course, for Tang San, who possessed both the Asura God position and the Sea God God King position as a dual-god ruler.

A million-year Divine Bestowed Soul Ring would not cost him much.

The reason he had not condensed one was simply that he did not want to give one.

"My father isn't stingy at all. He treats me the best! You're not allowed to slander my father!"

Watching Tang Wutong pounce at him again with claws bared, Bai Ran felt rather helpless.

Bai Ran: You're only lucky you met me. Otherwise, if that old bastard Tang San split your soul into three parts, you'd learn to behave.

Speaking of which, obtaining a Fifty-Thousand-Year Soul Ring for his third Soul Ring was certainly a good thing.

But an even greater problem now lay before Bai Ran.

What was he supposed to do about the next Soul Ring?

The same trick would not work a second time.

Unless he agreed to Tang San's demand to "revive the Tang Sect."

Otherwise, using Little Seven to pressure Tang San again would likely no longer work.

And if he went to absorb a Soul Beast Soul Ring instead.

Ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings no longer caught Bai Ran's eye.

At the very least, he needed a Soul Beast Soul Ring over thirty thousand years old, or the Soul Ring of a special Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

For example, a vicious beast like the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

But neither Da Ming nor Er Ming was willing to set foot in the Great Star Dou Forest.

And under the orders of its two sect masters, the Clear Sky Sect no longer entered the Great Star Dou Forest to hunt Soul Beasts, instead going to the nearby Sunset Forest or the Far North.