The Sacrifice of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast

A handsome man stood in midair.

His gaze was sharp, his features stern and cold. His black hair fell to his heels, and a single lock of golden hair hung from his forehead along one side of his face.

This handsome man was the ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the king of beast kings—

Di Tian!

He looked down at the Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King and murmured, "Boss, is this really worth it? Is this human really worth giving away your hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bones?"

Ji Feng had no idea what the hundred-thousand-year soul beast before him intended to do. His mind raced as he searched for a way to escape with his life.

"I only have one card left—the Undead Demiplane. If I can get inside... Dragon Core, Dragon Core, are you there? Help me block one attack from her. Just one."

The Dragon Core gave no response.

Ji Feng was utterly numb. All he could do was puncture his palm and desperately squeeze out blood, trying to summon the Blood Gate.

He knew this whole sequence of movements was absurdly slow in the eyes of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, but it was his only path to survival.

No cards left to play. I can only shove everything in and go all-in!

His blood gathered into a pool on the ground, and the outline of the Blood Gate slowly took shape in midair.

The Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King threw back her head and roared. Her dragon cry startled countless birds into flight, and her draconic might shook the entire Star Dou Great Forest. Some soul beasts of lowly bloodlines pissed and shat themselves; others lost control of their bowels and bladders!

Such was her terror!

Ji Feng felt as though his eardrums were about to burst. Fortunately, Mu En's soul power had transformed his body, allowing him to withstand it.

The Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King was a high-bloodline elder among dragons, on the same level as Di Tian, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.

The existence of such a soul beast was only conjecture. No one had ever seen her true form!

This was clearly the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, yet he had run into a monstrous soul beast like this!

What was that supposed to mean?

Ji Feng felt that heaven was playing tricks on him.

The Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King paid no heed to what Ji Feng was thinking. She opened her enormous mouth and bit toward Ji Feng... toward the blood in front of him.

More precisely, she did not bite. She licked.

She extended her tongue and kept licking up the blood at Ji Feng's feet.

There was not much blood. One curl of her tongue swept up more than half of it, and soon she had gathered the entire pool into her mouth.

Still unsatisfied, her tongue swept upward, licking straight at the source of the blood—Ji Feng's palm.

What a pain.

What was wrong with this dragon? Was she a vampire?

Ji Feng's palm tingled and itched, but he dared not move for fear of angering the Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King.

Blood flowed from his wrist into the Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King's mouth like rolling beads, gradually dwindling.

The wound was about to heal.

Ji Feng's body had been strengthened by his martial soul, then had its tendons and marrow cleansed by Mu En's soul power. It was already more than a dozen times stronger than that of an ordinary soul master.

A small wound could heal in the blink of an eye.

"Uh, can you understand me? Do you like drinking blood? I have plenty. Spare me, and I'll come give you an offering every day from now on. How does that sound?"

Damn it, a real man knows when to bend and when to stand tall. What's wrong with being a blood bag for a hundred-thousand-year soul beast for now?

Thirty years south of the river, thirty years north.

I forgot the beginning, and I forgot the end. Anyway, don't scorn a young man for being poor.

Ji Feng forced out what he thought was a sunny smile and looked at the Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King before him.

A trace of mockery appeared in the Silver Dragon King's slit pupils.

Then her enormous body toppled stiffly right in front of Ji Feng!

Boom!!

Dust billowed everywhere, instantly blotting out the glaring sunlight and turning the surroundings a hazy gray.

Trees snapped, and shattered stones flew.

The enormous dragon's body collapsed like a small mountain, forcing the ground down nearly five meters.

The dust it stirred up shrouded the sky, hiding the sun.

With his vision obscured, Ji Feng reacted at once!

Here was his chance!

Run!

He sliced open his palm and scattered blood, preparing to open the Blood Gate. Suddenly, a flash of red caught the corner of his eye.

Was that... a Soul Ring?

A red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!!

The Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King had just died like that?

Faced with such a terrifying sight, Ji Feng involuntarily froze for a moment.

In an instant, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring flew toward Ji Feng and plunged into his body.

A Soul Ring shimmering with dazzling splendor rose from his feet.

This Soul Ring was truly extraordinary. Blood-red throughout, its noble, icy hue was like a sea of blood, radiating boundless majesty.

Five silver markings also flickered faintly upon it. Red and silver interwove, shining like a red diamond amid the dust.

The moment the Soul Ring appeared, Ji Feng's aura surged wildly, and a powerful breath of a raging dragon poured out from within him!

His body showed no obvious changes. Only a warm current flowed into his hands, and in an instant, he was brimming with vigor!

"I... reached level 20? And got two Soul Bones?"

The moment the Soul Ring appeared, Ji Feng felt the limits of his body completely break open. Countless empty spaces appeared in his previously full meridians.

At the same time, Mu En's soul power gushed from the Dragon Core between his brows and poured into the Shanzhong acupoint in his chest. After being converted by the soul power vortex, it flowed throughout his limbs and bones, filling the gaps in his meridians.

Within two breaths, Ji Feng advanced from a level 10 Soul Scholar to a level 20 Quasi-Soul Grandmaster, ready to obtain his level 20 Soul Ring.

Not only that, he had also obtained two Soul Bones.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul beast is guaranteed to yield one Soul Bone, but this Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King actually had two. And they're a matching pair for the left and right arms... That's way too much of a coincidence."

Ji Feng raised both arms and circulated his soul power. Two identically shaped armored bracers appeared, covering his arms down to his wrists but leaving all five fingers exposed, without any finger guards.

One bracer was black as ink, while the other was a flawless, holy white. They matched the two ferocious dragon heads on the backs of his hands—one ink-black and the other holy white.

The two dragon heads held exactly the same pose, their jaws wide open in a roar. Their glaring eyes and faintly radiating draconic might sent chills down the spine.

The two Soul Bones were called the Holy Dragon Left Arm Bone and the Demon Dragon Right Arm Bone.

The Holy Dragon Left Arm Bone's skill was called Holy Light's Blessing. By infusing the Soul Bone with soul power, he could release holy light to heal himself and restore his condition completely. It could be used three times a day.

The Demon Dragon Right Arm Bone's skill was called Demonic Slaughter's Curse. By infusing the Soul Bone with soul power, he could imbue his attacks with the power of demonic slaughter, corroding his opponent's meridians while inflicting blindness and confusion for three to five seconds. It could be used three times a day.

These were two powerful skills that suited Ji Feng extremely well, perfectly complementing his Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon martial soul.

"What the hell? Two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, but only two skills? Isn't each Soul Bone supposed to have two skills? How is this any different from one Soul Bone? It even takes up an extra Soul Bone slot."

Ji Feng felt he had lost out. Had he known, he would have absorbed just one Soul Bone and sold the other instead, earning himself some starting capital.

But he soon let it go. Soul Bones were exceedingly rare, and these two skills were not bad at all. One was a lifesaving skill, while the other combined hard control with damage, perfectly complementing his martial soul.

Moreover, his strength had increased dramatically. Clearly, beyond their skills on paper, these two Soul Bones offered many hidden enhancements.

Absorbing both Soul Bones had not cost him much after all.

Besides the two Soul Bones, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had also granted Ji Feng two skills.