Filling the Remaining Soul Rings (Part Two)
Li Xun hovered above the cave entrance, took a deep breath, and slowly released the Asura's killing energy within his body. The moment the blood-red killing energy spread in the seawater, a muffled tremor suddenly came from the depths of the cave entrance.
The next moment, a pitch-black figure shot out from the cave entrance.
It was a jet-black dragon, its body as thick as a pillar, its length unknown, and its scales covered with dark red patterns, each one seemingly soaked in dried blood.
Its head was ferocious, with a single horn on its forehead, and a pair of dark red vertical pupils surging with intense ferocity. When its huge mouth opened, it revealed two rows of gleaming white fangs.
Twelve thousand years ago, the Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon.
The moment the dragon emerged from its cave, it locked onto the source of the malevolent energy. With a flick of its massive tail, it charged toward Li Xun at an astonishing speed.
Instead of retreating, Li Xun advanced, clenched his right fist, and suddenly activated the Soul Skill attached to his Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone — Deep Sea's Wrath!
The fist, enveloped in a ghostly blue light and a blood-red aura, met the charging dragon's head.
Boom!!
Two immense forces exploded in the deep sea, the shockwaves cracking the surrounding rock walls. The Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon was deflected by the punch, grazing past Li Xun's shoulder. Golden Crocodile Douluo then delivered a punch from the side, striking the dragon squarely in the waist and abdomen, causing its massive body to sway to the side.
The Light Feather Douluo fired a series of light feathers from a distance, precisely striking the gaps in the scales on the side of the dragon's neck.
The Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon, in pain, was fully unleashed its ferocity. It swept its giant tail, forcing the Golden Crocodile Douluo back, and then turned to spew a jet-black, malevolent breath at the Light Feather Douluo.
Light Feather Douluo dodged in a flash, the breath grazing past his clothes and corroding a huge rock behind him into powder.
Li Xun drew the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, their sword energy fierce, and engaged in a fierce battle with the dragon in the deep sea.
Sword light, fist shadows, shimmering feathers, and the swirling undercurrents stirred up by the dragon intertwined, causing the entire trench to churn and tremble.
The Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon unleashed its ferocity, sweeping aside the Golden Crocodile Douluo with its massive tail and spewing another wave of malevolent breath at Li Xun. Li Xun dodged to the side, the malevolent breath grazing his shoulder and corroding a deep trench in the rock wall behind him. His gaze sharpened, and he no longer held back, his Eighth Soul Ring suddenly lighting up.
Eighth Soul Skill - Immortal Execution Abyss Break!
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian trembled simultaneously, and four distinct sword energies—Zhu, Lu, Xian, and Jue—converged and merged before him, transforming into a giant sword beam interwoven with crimson and gold. Li Xun gripped the swords with both hands and slashed down at the Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon.
The sword's edge entered the water silently, yet it cleaved the entire trench's undercurrents in two. The Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon sensed the deadly threat and desperately twisted its body to dodge. At the same moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo and Light Feather Douluo attacked with all their might, pinning its massive body to the spot with a punch and a feather.
The sword's edge fell.
The Dark Demon Abyss Flood Dragon let out a shrill, distorted scream. Its jet-black body was pierced from its forehead to its tail by a sword beam, and its murderous breath abruptly ceased. The fierce light in its dark red vertical pupils quickly dissipated, and its massive body slowly sank to the bottom of the trench.
A Soul Ring, entirely jet black Entanglement with dark red patterns, rose from the dragon's body, its immense aura of a 120,000-year-old Soul Ring rippling across the deep sea.
Li Xun stepped forward to receive the Soul Ring, sitting cross-legged in the sea, his Soul Power unleashed. The 120,000-year-old Soul Ring entered his body, its malevolent aura extremely heavy, yet it resonated with his Asura malevolent aura, making the refining process much smoother than expected. In less than half an hour, the Soul Ring steadily merged into the ninth ring, his Soul Power surging, and the barrier of Titled Douluo was completely broken through.
Level 90, Titled Douluo.
Golden Crocodile Douluo swam over, patted him on the shoulder, and transmitted his voice through the seawater. "Did it work?"
Li Xun opened his eyes and nodded.
The three surfaced, where Tang San and Bo Saixi were already waiting at the ship's side. Seeing Li Xun aboard, Tang San looked him up and down and chuckled, "Titled Douluo?"
"Hmm." Li Xun flipped onto the boat, his Soul Power receding, but the heavy weight of his body was undeniable.
Bo Saixi nodded slightly. "The ninth ring is in hand, the Titled Douluo is now solid. Next is the Soul Ring for the Second Martial Soul, and the Nine-Headed Spirit Ring."
In the days that followed, the group sailed their speedboat around the waters surrounding Sea God Island, hunting down Sea Soul Beast.
In the eastern outer sea, the 150,000-year- Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was suppressed by Li Xun using the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram. Tang San used the Trident of the Sea God Trident to control the field. The Golden Crocodile Douluo faced it head-on and after hunting it down, he absorbed the first ring of his Second Martial Soul.
In the Southeast Sea Abyss, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Poison Ray Mother, was accompanied by hundreds of other poisonous rays. Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was fully activated, Ye Lingling used her detoxification technique to suppress the poison of the swarm of rays, Zhu Zhuqing charged into the swarm to kill the Poison Ray Mother, Li Xun received the Soul Ring.
To the north, there was a 100,000-year-old Black-Armored Sea Turtle, its shell so hard that even the Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't break it. Li Xun concentrated his Four Swords of Zhu Xian on one point and launched a powerful attack, taking almost half a day to break through the turtle's shell and obtain the third ring of his Second Martial Soul.
Then it was one after another.
Sometimes they would hunt one every three to five days, and sometimes they would wander the seas for seven or eight days before finding their target. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's teamwork became increasingly seamless, Ning Rongrong's amplification rhythm became more and more precise, Dugu Yan's poison skills became increasingly cunning through actual combat, and Ye Lingling's healing stabilized the situation several times at critical moments. Tang San also successfully passed the Sixth Trial of the Sea God in one actual battle after another, and his Soul Power steadily increased.
Three months later, the last Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was slain by Li Xun's sword.
All nine Soul Ring slots of the Second Martial Soul, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram, were filled, with nine Soul Ring over 100,000 years old arranged neatly, complementing the nine rings of the First Martial Soul. The requirement of the Seventh Trial of the Asura God, "to complete all Soul Ring," was completely fulfilled.
Li Xun stood at the bow of the ship, his aura deep and unfathomable, the sea breeze causing his robes to flutter. He glanced down at the murderous and sword energy flowing in his palm and exhaled a long breath.
Tang San leaned against the ship's railing, shaking his head with a smile, "An extra 100,000 years? If word got out, the whole continent would go crazy."
Li Xun smiled and said, "Let's go back. You still have things to do on Sea God Island."
Back in his room on Sea God Island, Li Xun closed the door, sat cross-legged, and began to carefully analyze his situation.
After circulating his Soul Power for one cycle, he opened his eyes, his expression somewhat complicated.
After breaking through the barrier of a Level 90 Titled Douluo, he thought he would gradually stabilize at Soul Power Level of level 91 or 92.
However, in these three months, he absorbed ten Soul Ring that were over 100,000 years old, each of which brought back a vast amount of Soul Power. In addition, he replenished his Soul Bone, and the speed at which his Soul Power increased far beyond expectations.
Upon introspection, his Soul Power was as vast as the sea, flowing smoothly without any hindrance, clearly indicating that he had reached level Level 98.
He's just one step away from reaching Level 99 of the Limit Douluo.
Li Xun took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart. This progress was indeed too exaggerated. For an ordinary Soul Master, it would take at least several decades to go from Level 90 to Level 98.
However, he hunted ten Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in three months, which is equivalent to compressing decades of accumulation into three months.
Indeed, this is the advantage of Twin Martial Souls.
Having ascertained his physical condition, Li Xun closed his eyes and focused his mind, immersing his senses deep into his Sea of Consciousness to examine the contents of the Eighth Trial of the Asura God.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, ancient crimson runes slowly emerged, coalescing into a line of text.
Li Xun stared at the line of words for a long time, his expression changing from solemn to astonished, and then from astonished to an indescribable strangeness.
He looked at it three times to make sure he wasn't mistaken before slowly opening his eyes. His lips twitched, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"Asura God... you really want to retire?"