Don't Be So Shameless, Will You?

Heaven Dou Royal Academy's textbooks hadn't been talking nonsense.

Death Canyon really was a perilous place, more dangerous than any Soul Beast Forest.

Of course.

Except the Far North.

Why did he say that?

Because Lin Ye had encountered three Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in just one day here.

These Soul Beasts were vicious!

Even when they knew they were no match for him, they still charged straight ahead.

Lin Ye suspected their frenzied behavior had something to do with Death Canyon's Poison Barrier.

Hmm...

The Poison Barrier here must have eaten away at their minds.

Shui Bing'er asked, "Are we really going to stay here?"

"Of course."

Lin Ye lived by the principle of we've come all this way.

Spirit Hall's Golden Generation could train here for a whole year.

What the hell did Lin Ye have to fear?

"All right."

Shui Bing'er wasn't afraid.

It just felt strange to spend the night somewhere surrounded by a Poison Barrier.

Even so...

She had still taken the initiative and straddled Lin Ye.

The two had just finished having sex.

Then.

A strange noise came from the woods.

Shui Bing'er's face instantly grew wary.

Though she was only level fifty-five, her year of training outside had given her more wilderness survival experience than many Soul Saints.

At the same time.

Lin Ye got up too.

With a flicker of thought, he sensed a Soul Beast approaching them.

"Around sixty thousand years old."

"This Soul Beast isn't especially strong, but it isn't weak either."

Shui Bing'er couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Come on!

Sixty thousand years old, and that's not strong?

But then again...

They had even killed a hundred-thousand-year-old Titan Snow Demon. Why would they fear a Soul Beast of around sixty thousand years?

As she thought this.

The sixty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast appeared before them.

It was an Ink Salamander covered head to toe in pitch-black armored hide. Rocklike folds lined its surface, and gleaming black venom seeped from tiny poison glands between them.

Its four limbs were short, thick, and powerful, with hooked claws dug deep into cracks in the rock.

Most terrifying of all was its size.

Over ten meters long!

Even Lin Ye was startled.

He had never seen an Ink Salamander this big before.

Clearly.

This thing could feed on poisonous fumes.

It must have grown so large by feeding on Death Canyon's Poison Barrier.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—"

The Ink Salamander puffed out its cheeks and let out a string of strange cries.

Its dark-red slit pupils locked onto him and Shui Bing'er.

The next second.

The Ink Salamander kicked off the ground with its hind legs.

While airborne, it shot out its long black tongue like a poisoned arrow.

Tiny barbs lined with poison glands covered the tongue, spraying glossy black venom.

This thing fed on poison!

Naturally, its body was full of it.

If even a drop of its spit landed on someone...

It probably wouldn't kill them!

But they would lose a layer of skin.

Lin Ye didn't dare take it lightly.

He sidestepped.

The huge, venom-coated tongue brushed past him and struck the rock behind him.

The next second.

The rock hissed.

It instantly corroded into a dense patch of tiny black pits.

That one attack showed Lin Ye just how potent the Ink Salamander's venom was.

"First Soul Skill—Ice Seal!"

Shui Bing'er struck first.

She sent out a ribbon of ice-blue light, freezing the Ink Salamander in an instant.

The Ink Salamander was essentially the Dugu Bo of the Soul Master World.

Its poison was unmatched under heaven, but its means of breaking through defenses were limited.

That made it hard for the beast to defeat opponents of its own level.

Even so...

It was still a sixty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast.

Its cultivation was enough to rival a human Soul Saint.

The Ink Salamander merely shook its body, over ten meters long, and the ice covering it shattered instantly.

Shui Bing'er wasn't upset that her Ice Seal had been broken, because Lin Ye's Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword had already arrived.

The Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly blazed, ice-blue patterns flowing across its blade as if alive.

The next instant!

A blade of cold light over three feet long burst from the sword.

The sword energy took the shape of an Ice Dragon's phantom as it tore through the air, shrieking like a splitting gale as it lunged at the Ink Salamander.

That slash carried not only the sharpness of sword energy, but also the overwhelming might of an Ice Dragon.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss—"

The icy sword energy struck the Ink Salamander.

The sixty-thousand-year-old beast took the full force of it.

The razor-sharp energy instantly tore a gash nearly five feet long across its back.

"Roar—"

The Ink Salamander cried out in pain.

It opened its massive jaws and spat a great cloud of thick black venom.

Lin Ye had been ready for it.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured an ice wall ten meters high before him.

"Pff, pff, pff, pff, pff—"

The ice wall blocked all the venom the Ink Salamander spat.

The corrosive venom this beast prided itself on couldn't even melt the wall.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Profound Ice Dragon Claw Kill!"

Lin Ye sprang forward.

Icy white light before him formed a Mystic Ice Dragon Claw over ten feet wide.

Its five talons were like blades!

Trailing shattered ice and a fierce howl, it slammed down.

The sixty-thousand-year-old Ink Salamander wasn't stupid.

The moment it felt the pressure of that skill, it knew it was no match for him.

It tried to flee!

But it was too late...

The Mystic Ice Dragon Claw pierced straight through it the next second, pinning its body, over ten meters long, into the frozen earth.

Ultimate Ice surged outward from the wound, sealing it inside a fearsome ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

No creature with a Soul Saint's cultivation could withstand a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill.

A sixty-thousand-year-old Ink Salamander was no exception.

"Break—"

As the word left Lin Ye's mouth.

The thick ice around the Ink Salamander shattered, leaving the sixty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast's body intact.

Only...

Ultimate Ice had invaded its body.

The Ink Salamander had already lost every trace of life.

But!

Before he could search the Ink Salamander for anything valuable it might have dropped, two figures suddenly emerged from the woods.

As they drew closer...

Lin Ye recognized them.

They were Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang.

"The Ink Salamander is dead..."

"You killed it?"

Dragon Duke Meng Shu's face was filled with surprise.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

How could these two young people have killed a sixty-thousand-year-old Ink Salamander?

He was certain that in a single clash, the two of them would have been reduced to puddles of poisoned sludge.

But...

He couldn't see any other humans nearby.

"We found this Ink Salamander first, and we wounded it first."

Dragon Duke Meng Shu didn't know how the Ink Salamander had died, but he was certain there was no fifth person nearby.

Since no one else was here...

They couldn't blame him for using his age and strength against them.

Even if someone else was here, so what?

Together, he and his wife were the Peerless Dragon Snake. They feared no one but a Titled Douluo.

"You old bastard!"

"Have you got no fucking shame?"