The Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Earth Dragon King was renowned even among soul beasts.
A golden soul beast with a trace of true dragon blood in his veins, he was at least as formidable in battle as many ordinary soul beasts over fifty thousand years old.
He was the perfect opponent for testing Yang Wushuang's strength after his breakthrough.
Yang Wushuang held the Soul Breaking Spear, its shaft faintly radiating razor-sharp soul power, and stared coldly at the Golden Earth Dragon King before him.
The Golden Earth Dragon King's eyes had already turned bloodred, and a savage aura poured from his body. He stamped one enormous foot hard against the ground, sending dust flying all around him.
Yang Wushuang's gaze sharpened. Without a moment's hesitation, he struck first, his first soul ring suddenly lighting up.
"First soul skill, Tremor!"
Yang Wushuang thrust the Soul Breaking Spear forward, and a violent blast of force erupted from its tip, hurtling straight toward the Golden Earth Dragon King.
Carrying tremendous vibrating force, the blast slammed into the Golden Earth Dragon King's hard scales. The imposing dragon king was driven backward, unable to steady his enormous body. He staggered several steps before finally stopping, a trickle of blood spilling uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.
Having suffered a crushing setback, the Golden Earth Dragon King flew into an even greater rage. He roared wildly and tried to pounce on Yang Wushuang. Seeing this, Yang Wushuang curled his lips into a cold smile, and his second soul ring instantly lit up.
"Hmph, Pierce!"
In a flash, the spear tip pierced the defenses the Golden Earth Dragon King took such pride in like the sharpest dagger, plunging viciously into his left foreclaw and passing straight through it. Blood instantly gushed out.
The next moment, Yang Wushuang flicked