Stat Monsters Are Nothing Before Rule-Breakers!

[Mortals really do make a fuss over nothing!]

[Even if that Soul Skill grew a hundred or a thousand times stronger, it would still be nothing in my eyes.]

[Stat monsters are nothing before rule-breakers!]

[The first Soul Skill of my other Martial Soul can stop a target's time for nine whole seconds!]

[Even after I attain godhood, it will remain useful!]

Ning Wen's mouth twitched. The joy he had just felt vanished in an instant.

Sure, sure!

Keep bragging!

A first Soul Skill that stops a target's time for nine seconds?

That would even surpass the first move of the Seagod's Golden Thirteen Halberds.

And that's Unfixed Storm, widely acknowledged as the strongest divine control skill in the Divine Realm!

Even Unfixed Storm only disrupts space-time to restrain an opponent. Against someone who hasn't become a god, it can hold them for eight seconds.

Against a God Level opponent, it can restrict their movements for at least three seconds.

But yours supposedly stops time outright!

The way you tell it, you can lock down anyone for nine seconds, god or not.

That's ridiculous!

Why don't you fly up to heaven while you're at it?

You think I haven't read Douluo Continent?

For Soul Masters who become gods on Douluo Continent, their Martial Souls are practically decorations, never mind their Soul Skills.

Even Poseidon, who conquered the seas and gathered the power of faith to forge the Sea God Godhood, created the Golden Thirteen Halberds himself.

And Tang San? After becoming a god, nearly every battle he fought relied on the power of the Sea God or the Asura God.

Ning Fengzhi's breath caught.

Nine seconds of stopped time!

What did that mean?

A battlefield could change in an instant. Even a single second of restraint could turn the tide.

A strange look crossed Chen Xin's face.

He had roamed the continent for years and seen countless powerful control Soul Skills, but this was the first time he had heard of one that could lock down an enemy for nine seconds.

And this was only the first Soul Skill.

It was easy to imagine how terrifying the next eight would be.

If it was true, he was beginning to understand how Ning Wen might create his own godhood in the future.

Gu Rong swallowed reflexively.

He knew Ning Wen had Twin Martial Souls.

But he had never imagined that Ning Wen's other Martial Soul was even more frightening.

"Mm. That Soul Skill of yours is impressive. Next, we should find you a second Soul Ring."

Ning Fengzhi forced down the turmoil in his heart and walked forward, keeping his tone as normal as he could.

"Uncle Ning, I want my second Soul Ring to be from a thousand-year Soul Beast," Ning Wen said bluntly.

"All right." Ning Fengzhi nodded without hesitation.

Ning Wen didn't know what to make of that.

This was a Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Normally, a Soul Master had to reach Soul Elder before they could absorb one.

I'd even prepared to persuade Ning Fengzhi and the others.

All that preparation for nothing.

The four of them moved on, heading deeper into the Great Star Dou Forest.

Wind rustled through the trees, and fallen leaves crunched softly beneath their feet.

The journey was quiet, apart from the Voice Pack's occasional chatter.

As before, Chen Xin spread out his spiritual power to search for a suitable Soul Beast for Ning Wen.

[What a bother!]

[In my past life, all I had to do was crook a finger, and my fourth wife would find me a suitable Soul Beast and have it obediently sacrifice itself to me!]

[Now I have to set foot in the Great Star Dou Forest myself. How beneath me!]

Ning Wen kept his face blank. He was numb to it by now.

Here we go again.

Would this Voice Pack feel sick if it went a day without bragging?

Just then—

Chen Xin stopped dead!

His eyes, usually as cool and impassive as a sword, flashed with astonishment. "A Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear!" he murmured in disbelief.

"Why would such a powerful Soul Beast be on the outskirts of the Great Star Dou Forest?"

He stared into the dark woods ahead, his brows drawn tight in confusion.

A Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear!

It was among the mightiest Soul Beasts in the Great Star Dou Forest, known as the Earth Ripper. Its body was immensely strong, its claws devastating, and its nature ferocious.

"Who cares why?" Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. "A Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear would be perfect for Little Wen."

The four wasted no time and hurried deeper into the woods.

The trees opened onto a broad clearing of exposed rock.

At its center stood an enormous, fearsome beast.

It was a bear over three meters tall, covered in dark-gold fur.

Most striking were the razor-sharp dark-gold claws extending from its forelegs. The claws alone were more than a meter long.

[Oh? A Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear?]

[I suppose it will do!]

[A Behemoth would be better!]

[Still, something is better than nothing!]

Ning Wen rolled his eyes.

Now he's turning his nose up at it.

This is a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear.

And to you, it's barely good enough?

A Behemoth, no less!

Those monsters feed on the Dragon Race, and adults rival the divine officials of the Divine Realm.

"Nearly two thousand years old."

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes, carefully sweeping his spiritual power over the bear before he spoke.

Nearly two thousand years!

The air fell silent.

Even Ning Wen was taken aback.

He had only intended to find a Soul Beast a little over a thousand years old.

Instead, they had run into a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear nearly two thousand years old.

[Nearly two thousand years? That's far too young!]

[It hardly befits my status.]

[Oh well. It's better than that little tiger, at least. I'll accept it reluctantly.]

Ning Wen: "..."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Chen Xin: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

He really knew how to boast.

"Uncle Sword, do it."

Ning Fengzhi had given up asking Ning Wen's opinion and spoke directly to Chen Xin.

Chen Xin nodded and charged straight at the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear.

Though this bear was only two thousand years old, its species possessed strength beyond imagination, enough to rival a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.

The Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's massive body went rigid!

Its savage eyes locked on Chen Xin as instinctive fear swept through it.

It could sense exactly how terrifying the human before it was!

But its inborn ferocity as a king among beasts would not let it cower in submission.

A deep, thunderous roar exploded through the woods, shaking the trees!

Its dark-gold claws raked the ground. Stone fragments flew, and the earth split open!

"So this is a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear?"

Chen Xin murmured, "Terrifying indeed. If it were a hundred thousand years old, even I might have to steer clear of it."

He raised a finger slightly.

The faintest hint of sword pressure descended.

Hum—

The Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, so fearsome a moment before, froze where it stood.

Its limbs gave out, and it crashed heavily to its knees!

Its muscles convulsed wildly. Its sharp dark-gold claws dug deep into the ground, but it could not even raise its head.