Chapter 102: Absorbing the Soul Ring
Roar—!
Dark red blood flowed from the seven orifices of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.
Right then, Lin Yang sheathed his long blade and crouched slightly, beginning to activate his External Soul Bone skill.
He didn't have much Soul Power left, but this External Soul Bone was enough for him to unleash one full-strength strike.
Clang!
The long blade left its scabbard, flames churning upon the fiery red blade.
Lin Yang turned into an afterimage nearly invisible to the naked eye, appearing before the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear in an instant.
Sun Breathing, First Form: Waltz Flash!
A magnificent arc of flame swept across its neck.
A massive ring of fire suddenly exploded, spreading frantically in all directions.
Heat waves rolled, and the blade's light was blazing!
The ring expanded for a full hundred meters; wherever it went, everything was sliced in two.
The struggling body of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear suddenly stiffened.
In the next moment, its massive head crashed to the ground with a thud.
It's a success!
Lin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good kid, you actually managed to take it down."
Dugu Bo had already deactivated his Martial Soul True Form by now. The excessive loss of Soul Power made him look a bit haggard, but his Martial Souls were extremely high.
Especially his gaze toward Lin Yang, which was full of heat and wonder.
Ye Xuanyin was alright, though he had also consumed too much Soul Power.
Lin Yang said with a hint of gratitude, "Thank you, Seniors, for your assistance."
"The two of us were just playing supporting roles."
Dugu Bo waved his hand, looking indifferent.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuanyin teased with a smile, "But you've hidden yourself quite well, kid. Twin Martial Souls, four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings—no wonder you have such a level of cultivation at this age."
Lin Yang smiled helplessly, "I hid a lot before; I hope Elder Poison and Senior Ye won't take it to heart."
"Understandable."
Twin Martial Souls were synonymous with peerless geniuses in this era.
Once exposed, he would inevitably be fought over by major Sects and powers, and seen as a thorn in the side by others.
Everyone would hold the mindset of 'if I can't have him, no one else can.'
As for Lin Yang's own wishes, they were actually not that important.
After all, a peerless Genius is only a Genius, not yet a powerhouse.
Lin Yang took out two potions from his storage bracelet and tossed them to Dugu Bo and Ye Xuanyin respectively.
"Elder Poison, Senior Ye, these are specially made potions that can speed up Soul Power recovery."
"These are useful for us too?"
Dugu Bo asked casually, then tilted his head back to drink the potion, smacking his lips. "It's even orange-flavored; tastes pretty good."
Ye Xuanyin also took the potion and felt it for himself. Although the Soul Power recovered wasn't much—only about five percent—it was indeed useful.
It seems those on the market are all cheap goods meant to fool people!
The truly good stuff is all held in this kid's hands.
Lin Yang drank one himself as well.
How could he not have prepared in advance for hunting a dangerous Soul Beast like the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear?
His storage bracelet contained various potions, all exclusive and specially made with naturally powerful effects, just to deal with various situations.
Fortunately, although the process was a bit rocky, the outcome was perfect.
After recovering some Soul Power, Lin Yang sat cross-legged and began to guide the Soul Ring.
This Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear was approximately twenty thousand years old, but the energy it contained was terrifyingly high.
One could only say it truly lived up to the name of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, the top-tier Soul Beast of the continent.
The torrent of energy was like a floodgate opening, surging frantically into his body, covering Lin Yang's body in a thick layer of dark gold.
Lin Yang focused his mind and calmly began to refine the Soul Power, condensing his fourth Soul Ring.
Everything was familiar and went smoothly.
Just then, Lin Yang suddenly felt a sharp burning sensation and aching in both hands.
At the knuckles of his palms, it felt as if something was constantly being stuffed inside, as if it wanted to push out his original bones.
"No way—"
Lin Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly steadied his mind, trying his best not to show any outward signs of abnormality.
An hour later, four Soul Rings emerged beneath Lin Yang.
One yellow, one purple, and two black.
But soon, four more black Soul Rings emerged beneath him once again.
Eight Soul Rings surrounded Lin Yang; the six black ones, in particular, were deep and terrifying.
Seeing this, Dugu Bo subconsciously rubbed his eyes. "Old Man Ye, am I seeing things?"
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight?"
Ye Xuanyin was also dazed at this moment, looking completely lost. "I... I don't know. I might be seeing things too."
They both knew about Lin Yang's Twin Martial Souls and had seen his Soul Rings before.
"But there were only six Soul Rings in total; adding this one from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear should make seven."
"Where did this eighth one come from?"
The two looked at each other and recounted, refusing to believe their eyes.
After confirming it wasn't just their old eyes playing tricks on them, the way they looked at Lin Yang was filled with shock and disbelief.
When Lin Yang opened his eyes, he found two old faces staring intently at him as if there were flowers on his face.
Lin Yang's heart tightened. "Elder Poison, Senior Ye, what are you..."
"Kid, what's the deal with the Soul Rings of your second Martial Soul?"
Dugu Bo hated beating around the bush the most, so he asked directly.
Lin Yang looked at the Soul Rings around him and chuckled. "Elder Poison, my second Martial Soul is quite special; it can condense Soul Rings on its own without needing to hunt Soul Beasts."
"Self-condensing?"
Dugu Bo and Ye Xuanyin exclaimed simultaneously, subconsciously glancing at each other. "There's such a peculiar Martial Soul in this world?" Ye Xuanyin's eyes were glazed as he murmured.
Dugu Bo, on the other hand, pondered slightly. "I've heard a rumor that if a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast chooses to take human form, they can condense Soul Rings on their own without needing Soul Beasts."
Dugu Bo paused and then continued, "However, after a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast takes human form, their Martial Soul would only be their original body; it's absolutely impossible for Twin Martial Souls to occur."
"It seems this is a miraculous trait of your Martial Soul itself."
Lin Yang shrugged and said nothing.
The truly miraculous part of the Demon God Body wasn't just the ability to condense Soul Rings.
"By the way, kid Lin, what is your second Martial Soul?"
"My second Martial Soul is actually myself. Because I have horns on my head and look like a demon god, I call it the Demon God Body."
"Demon God Body," Dugu Bo murmured, then nodded. "The name is quite fitting."
"But remember, unless it's absolutely necessary, try not to expose your second Martial Soul."
Lin Yang nodded. "I know."
Ye Xuanyin also added, "Don't worry, Old Poison and I will take this secret to our graves."
"Thank you, Elder Ye!"
At this moment, Ye Xuanyin's eyes flickered; he was wondering if he should let Lengleng interact more with Lin Yang.
This was a twin Martial Soul Genius, a rarity seen once in a hundred years.
Furthermore, this kid had immense potential, and his combat awareness was terrifyingly amazing.
He believed that once this kid reached level seventy, he might even have the strength of a Titled Douluo.
What if he became a Titled Douluo?
He would likely immediately become one of the top powerhouses on the continent.
After thinking for a long while, Ye Xuanyin sighed softly and slowly suppressed his thoughts.
These things, in the end, still depend on what kid Lin and Lengleng think.
If there's no spark between them, no matter how much he thinks about it, it would be useless.
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