Two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills!

The first soul skill: Thunder Dragon Tail Sweep.

When the Dragon Tail swung, it was infused with lightning-attributed Soul Power, sweeping across an extremely wide area. Upon striking a target, it erupted with dense black electrical arcs. Its base power was equivalent to the full-force strike of an assault-type Soul King of the same level, and it carried a powerful paralysis effect. A struck target's Soul Power circulation would be obstructed for a short time, and their speed would plummet.

It could perform a full 360-degree tail sweep, making it especially useful when surrounded in close combat.

As the Spirit Bone grew and his Soul Power Level increased, its power would rise accordingly.

The second soul skill: Dragon Shadow Flash.

Using the Dragon Tail as a pivot point and combining it with an explosive burst of lightning-attributed power, it achieved instantaneous ultra-high-speed movement.

It could be used offensively for rapid advances. For example, by tapping the ground or air with the tail tip, the body could shoot forward in a straight line at a speed beyond normal limits, so fast that it left afterimages. It could be used for pursuit or to seize the initiative.

It could also be used defensively to escape, such as instantly launching himself out of the current area to evade large-scale attacks.

It was equally effective in the air. The Dragon Tail could assist with turning, allowing sharp midair turns or instantaneous changes in direction, greatly improving mobility.

It was an absolutely perfect match for soul skills like Lightning and Teleportation!

His speed would reach an unprecedented level of extreme velocity!

Huang Yun slowly opened his eyes and lowered his head, sensing the warm power at the base of his spine deeply merging with his body's structure. It was like an invisible spring embedded at the very end of his body, ready to provide an extra burst of explosive force at any moment.

He rose to his feet, and with a thought—

A dark golden Dragon Tail silently extended from his tailbone. It was about ten feet long, covered entirely in fine golden scales, with blue-white electrical arcs gently dancing between the gaps in the scales.

Its pointed tip swayed slightly in the air, producing a deep dragon's roar.

He tried swinging it once.

The Dragon Tail sliced through the air, drawing a dark golden arc of light. With a crack, a ring of fine electrical arcs exploded outward, leaving a charred black mark on the cave wall.

Not bad.

He tried Dragon Shadow Flash again, touching the ground with the tip of his tail and activating it with a thought.

His body vanished from where he stood, and in the next instant, he had appeared on the other side of the cave. Only a blurred afterimage remained in between, slowly fading away.

Throughout the entire process, he had not used any other soul skills for reinforcement.

The feeling could be summed up in one word: fast!

It was even slightly faster than Teleportation, and it did not consume any soul skill uses. It relied entirely on the Dragon Tail's physical explosive force.

Huang Yun retracted the Dragon Tail, delighted.

This trip to the Dragon Bone Pit had yielded far more than expected.

He had obtained the Dragon Crystal, an External Soul Bone, and two Hundred Thousand Year-level soul skills.

Once he thoroughly nurtured and fused this Spirit Bone, the Dragon Tail's length and power would continue to grow. Its potential was extremely high.

Right, he had not yet completely and perfectly fused with it.

Just like Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, it needed powerful external force to press it down before it could achieve a complete and perfect fusion.

But that was not much of a problem. He did not need anyone else to pressure him; he could slowly nurture and adapt to it himself until he achieved perfect fusion.

Still, that would take time.

And time was not much of a problem for him.

With a thought, he put away the tail Spirit Bone.

He gave the enormous Dragon Bone skeleton one last glance, selected several of the best-preserved ribs, cut them off, and stuffed them into his storage ring. Then he leaped onto the edge of the Dragon Bone Pit, spread his wings, and launched himself away from this resting place of ancient remains.

As he flew, he could clearly feel the warm power at the base of his spine further merging with his body. Every quarter-hour, the sensation of that invisible spring became a little more distinct.

A one hundred and twenty thousand year Dragon Tail Spirit Bone.

It could grow and did not occupy one of the six Internal Soul Bone slots.

Combined with those two Hundred Thousand Year soul skills, this trip to the Nether Wasteland had been more than worthwhile.

(I remember that in the original novel, Tang San did not seem to gain a huge increase in Soul Power Level directly after absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone. If anyone thinks otherwise, feel free to point it out. I can revise this.)

Sand Wolf Gang headquarters.

When news returned that the Soul King assigned to keep watch had also died, Sha Tongtian was furious.

The man had died in a room at the Black Wind Valley inn. By the time the body was discovered, it had long since gone cold. There was a penetrating wound through his back, and the black scorch marks left by electrical arcs were clearly visible. It was exactly the same method that had killed Iron Baldy.

The same technique, the same one-hit kill.

The men he had sent out returned, and the information they brought back turned his face livid.

By the time Iron Wolf arrived at Black Wind Valley, the merchant caravan had already left. Chen Boss and his group had departed Black Wind Valley long ago, and their whereabouts were unknown.

As for The Flash in the mask, they had not found even a shadow of him. It was as though he had vanished from the face of the earth.

The watcher was dead, Iron Baldy was dead, Iron Wolf had come up empty-handed, and they had even lost another subordinate.

Sha Tongtian stood in the council hall, his fists clenched so tightly that they crackled.

"Find him! Keep looking!"

"Even if you have to turn the entire Nether Wasteland upside down, drag that masked brat out for me!"

His subordinates accepted the order and left, but everyone knew that searching for someone deliberately concealing his tracks across a wasteland spanning thousands of miles was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

One day passed, with no news.

Two days passed, still no news.

Three days passed. The men he had sent out returned one after another, all empty-handed.

The Flash had completely vanished, as though he had never existed.

Sha Tongtian sat in his chair, storm clouds gathering in his triangular eyes.

He had already received word. Feedback from Black Wind Valley said that the merchant caravan had disappeared. Chen Boss might have been frightened and had already left the Nether Wasteland.

And as for that masked little bastard, he did not even know what the other party looked like. All he had were descriptions: absurdly fast, lightning-attributed, capable of creating more than a dozen copies of himself, and able to pierce through a Soul Emperor's defenses with one move.

The Sand Wolf Gang had lost one Soul Emperor and more than a dozen Soul Kings, gaining nothing but a pile of corpses and several vague descriptions.

Iron Wolf stood nearby with his head lowered, not daring to make a sound.

Sha Tongtian remained silent for a long time before forcing out a sentence through clenched teeth. "Stop looking."

Iron Wolf froze. "Big Brother, we're not looking anymore?"

"We won't find him." Sha Tongtian closed his eyes and tapped the armrest with his fingers. "A lightning-attributed Soul King that fast, if he is determined to hide, we cannot find him. If we keep pursuing him, our people will be picked off one by one. We'll only lose more men."

Iron Wolf opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words.

Sha Tongtian opened his eyes, his gaze icy. "Put this debt on hold for now. He is not from the Nether Wasteland, and sooner or later he will leave. But as long as he remains in this line of work, there will always be another day when we meet. Then we'll settle both old and new debts together."

He stood, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked out of the council hall.

Iron Wolf remained where he was, the scar on his face twitching slightly.

He knew the gang leader was right. They truly could not find the man now, but he could not swallow this humiliation.

Yet no matter how unwilling he was to accept it, he could only endure it himself.

The Sand Wolf Gang had dominated the Nether Wasteland for so many years. This was the first time they had suffered such an aggrieving defeat.

They had lost men and lost face, and in the end, they could not even find the person they wanted revenge on. They could only admit their misfortune.

Iron Wolf turned and left as well.

The council hall was empty, leaving only the creaking of doors and windows in the wind.

Outside, several vultures circled lazily beneath the gray-yellow sky, as though searching for their next full meal.