"Go, little froggy!"
"This time, we leave none alive!"
Meng Qianqiu gave the order at once. The Manggu Vermilion Toad on his shoulder nodded, and a bull-like bellow rang out in the night.
"Mooaar~"
The Manggu Vermilion Toad turned into a crimson arrow, tearing through the night sky. In a single breath, a terrifying cloud of red mist appeared on the battlefield.
This red mist was the Manggu Vermilion Toad's signature ability, and the most violently potent yang poison in the world. Its power was enough to seal a throat at the first touch of blood.
"Third Soul Skill-Solar Beam!"
Meng Qianqiu gave the command. The Manggu Vermilion Toad in the middle raised its head toward the sky, gathered a ball of blazing light in its mouth, and spat it out with force.
The ball of blazing light shot skyward, becoming a miniature sun that hung in the night sky. Its radiance illuminated ten li around them, turning the sky bright as day.
Endless red light bloomed across the Manggu Vermilion Toad's back. Gold flashed in its eyes as a terrifying fluctuation of power gathered in its mouth.
Boom!
Extreme light and heat became a terrifying laser.
The beam that burst from the Manggu Vermilion Toad's mouth carried terrifying heat and radiation, swiftly slaughtering more than a dozen nearby Wolf Bandits.
"What an overpowering Soul Skill!"
Sensing the fluctuation of power, Nangong Wan immediately looked over. How was this anything like a thousand-year Soul Skill? It was even more terrifying than a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill.
"Just as I thought!"
"This move still depends too heavily on the environment."
"Only in broad daylight can the third Soul Skill achieve its greatest effect. With an artificial sun alone, its power is somewhat lacking."
Meng Qianqiu looked at the artificial sun in the sky. This was a Soul Skill he had created himself through the Manggu Vermilion Toad's innate divine ability.
The Manggu Vermilion Toad could innately draw upon the great sun above, attracting its essence into its body and converting it for its own use.
This innate divine ability was simply absurd to the extreme!
Meng Qianqiu's third Soul Skill came from a six-thousand-three-hundred-year-old Scarlet Sun Grass, strengthening that innate instinct to draw upon the sun's essence.
This artificial sun was the product of deeply developing the Manggu Vermilion Toad's innate ability, allowing it to establish an environmental advantage in advance.
The environment's influence on a Soul Master's battles was not to be underestimated. On a clear, sunny day, the Manggu Vermilion Toad's killing power could increase by another thirty percent.
"Strike a snake seven inches below its head; to capture the bandits, first capture their king!"
"After searching for so long, I've finally found you."
Meng Zhongqi quietly approached the Wolf Bandit leader and struck. Cold poison manifested, and the Wolf Bandit leader immediately turned to ash.
"Hmm?"
A deep cyan light appeared where the Wolf Bandit leader had vanished. Judging by its shape, it seemed to be a Soul Bone.
"Hmm, this is..."
Meng Zhongqi approached the Soul Bone and scooped it into his hand. Before long, he made a major discovery.
"A ten-thousand-year bloodthirsty berserk Hurricane Right Leg Bone!"
"This Hurricane Right Leg Bone is over thirty thousand years old, with the two attributes of berserk transformation and speed amplification."
"Old girl, this Soul Bone's abilities suit you very well. Who would've thought we'd gain an unexpected windfall on this trip!"
Meng Zhongqi focused his mind inward. When he learned the right leg bone's age, even he was shocked. They had struck it rich!
A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was worth a fortune!
The right leg bone in Meng Zhongqi's hand was over thirty thousand years old. Moreover, its Soul Skill was so heaven-defying, without any flaws at all.
This Ten Thousand Year Berserk Hurricane Right Leg Bone was especially suited to Agility Attack System Battle Soul Masters or Power Attack System Battle Soul Masters!
"Gasp!"
"A thirty-thousand-year-old Berserk Hurricane Right Leg Bone!"
To be honest, even Nangong Wan'er was somewhat tempted. Her Fire Leopard Martial Soul was already among the finest Agility Attack System Martial Souls.
This ten-thousand-year right leg bone had heaven-defying effects and an excellent age. In the outside world, it would be enough to make other Soul Masters fight until their heads split.
Nangong Wan'er was also very taken with this Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!
"This saves me quite a bit of trouble!"
"There's no need to look for a right leg bone now. We only need a torso bone, a left leg bone, and both arm bones to complete the Soul Bone set."
Meng Zhongqi was happy for Nangong Wan'er as well. Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones were treasures one could only encounter by chance, not seek out on the market. Even among the Upper Three Sects, they could serve as part of a sect's reserves.
Even Spirit Hall had not collected many Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, which showed just how scarce they were.
"Old man, there's no hurry!"
"I'll absorb these Soul Bones once my Soul Power reaches Level 89. It's still too early now. We can discuss this another day!"
Nangong Wan'er shook her head. One could not eat hot tofu in a rush. She had taken two Immortal Herbs, and had yet to refine all the medicinal potency within her body.
Two years ago, with Meng Qianqiu's help, Nangong Wan'er had also taken Primordial Immortal Herb to increase her Soul Power.
Now, Nangong Wan'er's Soul Power had transformed from gas to liquid. Her Soul Power foundation was extremely stable, and she was progressing steadily.
At Nangong Wan'er's current cultivation speed, she would break through to Level 90 and become a Titled Douluo within five years.
"That works too!"
"While we still have some free time, I'll keep an eye out for more Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones and help you put together a complete Soul Bone set."
"Once you break through to Titled Douluo, you'll not only be able to condense a Soul Core, but also form a suit of Martial Soul Avatar Armor!"
Meng Zhongqi had already condensed his Martial Soul Avatar Armor. He knew very well just how important it was to a Soul Master.
The emergence of Martial Soul Avatar Armor and Soul Cores was nothing less than a dimensional strike, completely crushing the current cultivation system.
The moonlight was pale and hazy, and boundless killing intent bloomed!
After Meng Zhongqi defeated the Wolf Bandit leader, the Wolf Bandits were left like dragons without a head, and the scene descended into utter chaos for a time.
"Grandpa, Grandma!"
"We should press our remaining valor to pursue the desperate foe, not imitate the Hegemon-King for the sake of an empty name."
"When cutting weeds, pull out the roots, or they'll grow again with the spring breeze!"
"Wolf Bandits hold grudges more than anything. Since we've encountered them, we absolutely mustn't let them off lightly."
Meng Qianqiu's words brimmed with killing intent. Although creatures like Wolf Bandits could not produce Soul Rings, they could produce Soul Bones!
Now the facts lay before their eyes, and the two had tasted the rewards.
After these words, the killing intent on the battlefield grew even stronger.
"Kill!"
"When Heaven grants an opportunity, failing to seize it only brings punishment upon oneself!"
Hearing this, Meng Zhongqi and Nangong Wan exchanged a glance. In their eyes, these Wolf Bandits had already become prized delicacies.
How were these Wolf Bandits? They were clearly walking Soul Bones!
The two immediately plunged into the battlefield. Now the surviving Wolf Bandits truly suffered, dying one after another.
The packs of Wolf Bandits fell like wheat before a sickle.
Before long, the thousand-plus Wolf Bandits entrenched on the Desolate Gold Plain met their destruction under Meng Zhongqi and Nangong Wan's joint slaughter.
The corpses of over a thousand Wolf Bandits littered the wilderness!
In the valley of the Desolate Gold Plain, blood flowed in rivers. The pungent stench of blood rose into the sky, and even a slight whiff was enough to make one gag.
"Over a thousand Wolf Bandits, and Grandpa and Grandma actually killed them all in just one incense stick's worth of time?"
Meng Qianqiu blinked. Only one incense stick's worth of time had passed. How could he have imagined that over a thousand Wolf Bandits would already have been wiped out?
"Within arm's reach, each a rival to a nation!"
"Is this the killing power of a Titled Douluo?"
"Such tremendous strength truly is terrifying!"
Watching his grandmother and the old man weave among the corpses strewn across the hills and fields, Meng Qianqiu could not help feeling somewhat shocked.
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