Ten Thousand Year Fourth Spirit Ring! Thundercloud Domain!

He quietly rose to his feet and climbed dozens of yards up along the cliff face, reaching the same height as the Thundercloud layer.

The Thundercloud Lightning Falcon was circling in the distance, seemingly unaware of his presence.

Huang Yun took a deep breath. The wings of the Lightning Falcon behind him abruptly spread wide, and his first soul skill, Lightning, erupted instantly. His entire body transformed into a streak of white lightning as he shot into the sky, charging straight at the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon.

The Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's reaction was extraordinarily sharp. The instant Huang Yun lunged forward, it sensed danger and beat its wings, preparing to climb higher and evade him.

Its speed was indeed terrifying. Its ascent traced a path like a bolt of lightning striking straight down, so fast it left one speechless.

But Huang Yun was faster.

While charging forward, he repeatedly activated his second soul skill, Teleportation. His figure flickered twice in midair, closing the distance between himself and the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon each time.

The Thundercloud Lightning Falcon clearly had not expected its opponent to close in so instantly. It let out a piercing cry and sharply turned one wing, attempting to change direction.

Huang Yun had been waiting for that exact moment.

Flying Soul Beasts experienced a brief delay in speed when changing direction. The gap was nearly impossible for ordinary people to notice, but it was more than enough for him.

He pressed the fingers of his right hand together as milky-white lightning condensed in his palm. Raikiri struck, and he teleported a third time, appearing directly in front of the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's path after it changed direction.

The Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's pupils abruptly shrank into slits as it crashed head-on into that streak of white lightning.

Raikiri pierced precisely through the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's vital neck area. Blue arcs of electricity exploded, and the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon released a brief, mournful cry. Its wings twitched several times before losing all power, and its massive body plummeted toward the canyon below.

Huang Yun followed with a dive. After confirming that the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon had completely stopped breathing, he caught its corpse with both hands and slowly descended onto a flat stone platform.

A black Spirit Ring slowly rose from the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's corpse, radiating an incomparably dense wave of Soul Power.

At least ten thousand years old, a lightning-element flying type, and the fastest predator in Thunder Canyon.

Perfect.

Huang Yun sat cross-legged on the stone platform, circulated his Soul Power, and guided the black Spirit Ring down toward himself.

He closed his eyes, sensing the massive flood of information brought by the Spirit Ring.

Fragments of the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's memories flickered through his consciousness. Its instincts for battling Thunderclouds high in the heavens, its understanding of riding air currents through storms, its affinity for and control over lightning—all of it transformed into pure energy and merged deep into his soul.

At the same time, he could clearly feel his body undergoing a complete transformation.

A scorching sensation came from the wings on his back. Every feather was being reforged, while fine buzzing vibrations resonated from deep within his bones.

This was the passive enhancement brought by the Spirit Ring's fusion. His flight speed had been permanently and dramatically increased. He even had the faint feeling that, with his base flight speed alone, he could now catch up to the explosive bursts of ordinary agility-type Soul Masters using soul skills.

His Soul Power was also rising within him at an almost frenzied rate. He had only just broken through the Level Forty threshold, yet it now surged forward with unstoppable force, like floodwaters pouring into a great river after a dam burst.

Level Forty-One, Level Forty-Two, Level Forty-Three—only then did it slowly stabilize.

Perfect absorption.

The compatibility of their attributes, combined with the fact that his lightning-element Martial Soul shared the same origin as the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon, had pushed the energy utilization of this Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring nearly to its limit. Not even the slightest bit had been wasted.

Huang Yun slowly opened his eyes, blue-white lightning flashing through their depths before vanishing.

Feeling the renewed flow of Soul Power within his body, the corners of his lips curled upward.

The outline of his fourth soul skill had already taken clear, solid shape in his consciousness.

It was an exceptionally unique domain-type skill, one that perfectly suited his combat style.

Fourth soul skill: Thundercloud.

He casually raised a hand and gave it a light wave. With a slight movement of his thoughts, a dense dark-blue Thundercloud immediately condensed out of thin air above his head. Lightning snakes darted through it with crackling snaps. The sky within a four-hundred-meter radius was shrouded beneath the Thundercloud, and the air became damp and heavy. Tiny arcs of electricity leaped through the space, as though the entire area had become his territory.

Beneath the Thundercloud's coverage, Huang Yun could clearly feel every aspect of his physical ability instantly rise to a new level.

Strength, speed, defense, reaction—all of them doubled on top of their original foundation.

To his even greater delight, the burst effect of his first soul skill, Lightning, had risen from six hundred percent to twelve hundred percent, more than doubling.

The range of his second soul skill, Teleportation, had likewise expanded to four hundred meters, perfectly matching the Thundercloud's area of coverage.

His soul skills had been upgraded. If they were doubled again under the Thundercloud's enhancement, he did not dare imagine how absurd the final effect would be.

Moreover, he noticed that within the Thundercloud Domain, his Soul Power consumption was visibly decreasing, his stamina was continuously replenishing, and his Mental Power was recovering at an unusually steady rate.

This meant that as long as the Thundercloud remained, his sustained combat ability would far surpass Soul Masters of the same level. He could even fight at high intensity for extended periods without showing fatigue.

"Jackpot."

Huang Yun withdrew the Thundercloud, rose to his feet, and stretched his body. His bones crackled loudly.

He lowered his head to glance at the Thundercloud Lightning Falcon's corpse, then looked up at the clear sky above the canyon once more. He was in an excellent mood.

This trip to Thunder Canyon had been well worth it.

Not only had he broken through to Soul Ancestor and obtained a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring, but he had also gained a trump-card-level domain soul skill.

Now, as a Level-Forty-Three Soul Ancestor, once he activated Thundercloud, all his attributes would double, his soul skill power would double, and his endurance would be maxed out. Even against a Titled Douluo, he had the nerve to give it a try.

Deep within Thunder Canyon, a bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the satisfied smile on his face.

After checking the corpse and finding no Spirit Bone, Huang Yun did not linger any longer. His wings spread open, and he transformed into a streak of blue-white lightning that shot into the sky, flying at top speed toward Suotuo City.

His flight speed after breaking through was far greater than before. The earth below streamed backward like flowing water, and the howling wind at his ears could not keep up with his shadow.

On the way back to Suotuo City, Huang Yun was speeding past the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest at his newly enhanced top speed, while the treetops below receded behind him like a green ocean.

Suddenly, the fierce sounds of battle came from the dense forest below, mixed with the clash of weapons and dull bursts of Soul Power. Huang Yun glanced down, and his gaze tightened slightly.

In a clearing within the forest, a young girl dressed in tight black leather was desperately darting left and right. Her body was covered in blood and mud. Though her movements remained agile and swift, she was clearly about to collapse under the siege of seven or eight Soul Masters.

Among those pursuing her were three or four Three-Ring Soul Elders, while the rest were all Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters. They coordinated flawlessly, constantly compressing the girl's room to evade.

Huang Yun stopped in midair and narrowed his eyes as he studied the girl.

Tight black leather, an agility-oriented fighting style, and the nimble footwork unique to a feline Martial Soul.

He calculated the timeline. The Star Luo Empire, the Zhu Family, black leather, and being hunted down.

It was almost certainly her.

Zhu Zhuqing.