This stab was called a future!

After just a few seconds, the Evil Pincer Bug whose head the Touch Dragon King had caught in its jaws finally succumbed, its head crushed apart.

A pale yellow soul ring floated out of the Evil Pincer Bug's corpse, and Chen Ping's breathing quickened at the sight.

This was his first time seeing a soul ring emerge from a soul beast. How beautiful it was!

The pale yellow soul ring radiated rich, though not particularly intense, fluctuations of soul power. It formed a perfectly rounded, seamless whole, harmonious in every curve, like a flawless work of art.

A yellow soul ring, a hundred-year soul ring, his first soul ring!

Chen Ping's hands began trembling uncontrollably again, not from fear this time, but from wild joy.

His innate soul power and martial soul quality were indeed a notch below par, but that was a matter of luck, beyond his control. Chen Ping was already perfectly satisfied to have transmigrated into a soul master with innate soul power.

Transmigrating into a soul master with no innate soul power would have been a true hellish start.

This time, he had been terribly rash. Despite repeatedly warning himself to be careful, he had still charged in recklessly. Fortunately, everything had worked out.

A hundred-year first soul ring was something no one could find fault with, even at Shrek Academy.

Chen Ping's breathing grew rapid, and a dagger had appeared in his hand before he knew it.

Taking aim at the Touch Dragon King's exposed belly, Chen Ping lunged forward and drove his dagger into the wound pierced by the Evil Pincer Bug's forked venomous tail.

Chen Ping was ruthless now. Gritting his teeth, he twisted the dagger hard, then slashed along the curve of the Touch Dragon King's body, mangling the organs inside!

If no one could find fault with a hundred-year first soul ring, how much better was a four-hundred-and-eighty-year first soul ring produced by a top-tier soul beast, the Touch Dragon King!

The Evil Pincer Bug's soul ring suited Chen Ping too, of course, but the Touch Dragon King had killed it.

That meant Chen Ping could not absorb the soul ring that had emerged from its body. It came down to who owned the soul ring.

Besides, Chen Ping's target had never been the Evil Pincer Bug. It had always been the Touch Dragon King, a top-tier insect soul beast!

To prevent the venom from the Evil Pincer Bug's forked tail from fully invading the Touch Dragon King's body and killing him, Chen Ping had deliberately rushed forward to deliver the final stab himself.

He had done it to secure ownership of the Touch Dragon King's soul ring!

If Chen Ping had not done so, only heaven knew whether the Touch Dragon King's imminent death would be judged as death by fire or poison!

That stab had been called a future!

But Chen Ping had forgotten one thing. As the saying went, a hundred-legged insect did not stiffen even in death.

Even after he stabbed the Touch Dragon King so many more times, the creature did not die immediately, instead letting out an extremely feeble hiss.

The Touch Dragon King released the huge mandibles that had crushed the Evil Pincer Bug's head and turned his head with agonizing slowness, fixing his charred compound eyes on Chen Ping.

What kind of look was that?

In those pitch-black compound eyes, Chen Ping actually saw unwillingness, murderous intent, and deep hatred!

By now, however stupid this Touch Dragon King might have been, he had realized exactly which bastard had thrown the Molotov Cocktails at him. Besides, the smell of sea cucumber feces had not entirely faded from Chen Ping's hands!

After scattering the powder, he had merely wiped his hands against the wall a couple of times. How could that possibly have cleaned them?

"Sorry, brother. Bear with it, okay? It won't hurt much longer."

Chen Ping's eyes were red with bloodlust now. Terrified that the creature might spring up and bite him, he spoke through gritted teeth.

"I'll burn incense for you on every holiday from now on! The kind that costs one silver soul coin a stick!"

Even as he spoke, Chen Ping's hands never stopped.

One hand pressed down on the Touch Dragon King's scorching carapace while the dagger in his other hand plunged in and out of the creature's belly, sending green insect blood splashing everywhere.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss-"

With one final, despairing hiss, the Touch Dragon King's head dropped heavily to the ground. A yellow soul ring, far deeper in color than the Evil Pincer Bug's ring beside it, floated out of his corpse.

Fuck, I did it!

All Chen Ping could feel now was his heart pounding and thundering, so loud it deafened him.

To keep the Touch Dragon King from biting wildly in his death throes, he had pressed his left hand against the creature's roasted carapace with every ounce of strength he possessed. Even the dozen or so blisters it had burned into his palm went completely unnoticed.

Estimating that about five minutes had passed since he entered the Great Centipede Cave, Chen Ping did not dare waste any time.

He drew his dagger, thrust it into a gap in the Evil Pincer Bug's massive pincer, and stirred it around wildly. The tightly clenched pincer immediately loosened.

He dragged the Touch Dragon King's corpse, which must have weighed over a hundred jin in total, out of the bug's massive pincers.

Chen Ping simply treated the calf-thick Touch Dragon King like a scarf, hastily winding him around his body a few times and tying a tight knot before running desperately toward the entrance of the Great Centipede Cave.

He could not spare a thought for how frightening he looked with insect blood splattered across his body and face from his frenzied stabbing. Chen Ping had only one thought now: escape, fast!

Killing the Lesser Touch Dragon King was no great feat. Killing him, dragging his corpse out of the Great Centipede Cave, and escaping the Greater Touch Dragon King's pursuit-that was a real feat.

Racing through the cave with the hundred-jin-plus Lesser Touch Dragon King on his back, Chen Ping fell flat on his face several times on the uneven ground.

Fortunately, he was moving far faster than he had on his way into the cave. After barely more than a minute, Chen Ping could already see daylight at the entrance.

But just as Chen Ping burst out of the cave, ready to leap like a fish into a boundless sea and soar like a bird into an endless sky, he discovered that the Greater Touch Dragon King had not been lured very far away at all.

At that moment, more than a dozen strands of Tang Ya's blue silver grass were wrapped around the legs on the Greater Touch Dragon King's left side as she struggled to flip him over.

Bei Bei, meanwhile, was so busy his feet barely touched the ground. More than a dozen Touch Dragons trailed behind him, and lightning spilled from his right palm as he poised himself to strike.

Chen Ping could see it clearly. Tang Ya had only just reached rank thirty and had no third soul ring. With her strength and the pulling power of her blue silver grass martial soul alone, trying to flip a Greater Touch Dragon King weighing at least four or five hundred jin was nothing but a fool's dream.

Bei Bei, on the other hand, was already a genuine three-ring Soul Elder and possessed the blue lightning tyrant dragon martial soul.

But at this point, he was still completely incapable of awakening his martial soul's bloodline and temporarily evolving it, as he and Xu Sanshi would later do at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.

Precisely because of that, although the two were locked in a fierce battle with the Greater Touch Dragon King, they could actually do nothing to him. Their attacks could not break through his defenses, and their strength could not pull him over.

Again, if the two really had the ability to kill the Greater Touch Dragon King, Tang Ya's later third soul ring should not have come from...

Just as Chen Ping's attention wandered slightly and he prepared to slip away quietly, the Greater Touch Dragon King suddenly went berserk.

Dozens of insect legs slashed at the dense blue silver vines. His entire body curled up and stretched out again, unleashing an astonishing pulling force.

After several successive jerks, the Greater Touch Dragon King tore straight through Tang Ya's Blue Silver Entanglement with sheer, savage violence, then charged toward Chen Ping without the slightest attempt to conceal his murderous intent!