Staring at the powerful Xuanming Turtle in front of them, Yang Lin and Sun Yu both looked deeply worried. This soul beast was five hundred and forty years old, already an impressive age even for a second soul ring. No one in the history of the soul master world had ever obtained a first soul ring of this age.
Yet Yang Xiong didn't hesitate in the slightest. He picked up a sharp sword and stabbed directly at the Xuanming Turtle's head. In an instant, blood gushed and covered the blade.
But even so, the Xuanming Turtle didn't die from a single blow. Originally unconscious, it suddenly began to open its eyes, showing signs of waking up.
Shockingly, the turtle even bit down hard on the sword, shattering it instantly. Its head then began to retract into its shell.
Watching nearby, Lin Gong reacted swiftly. A surge of soul power erupted from him, and countless purple bamboo shoots appeared, wrapping tightly around the turtle's head, as if enclosing it in a bamboo forest, rendering it immobile.
"Hurry up and finish it! Once it retracts its head, you won't be able to kill it with your strength!" Lin Gong shouted angrily.
Without hesitation, Yang Xiong grabbed another sword and drove it straight through the turtle's eye, piercing all the way through its head.
There was no denying the Xuanming Turtle's formidable defense. Even its weakest points, the eyes and head, felt as tough as steel. No wonder it was later known as the strongest defense-type soul beast.
After several more thrusts from Yang Xiong, the ground was soaked in blood. The turtle struggled briefly before finally going still. A yellow soul ring appeared over its body.
Lin Gong retracted the bamboo and said sternly, "Yang Xiong, there's still time to regret this. If the soul ring absorption fails, at best you'll be crippled. At worst, you'll die."
Yang Xiong gave a faint smile. "Teacher Lin, your martial spirit seems unusual, not just ordinary bamboo. Could it be the legendary Purple Radiance Bamboo?"
Lin Gong's face darkened. "Quit talking and absorb the ring already, or it'll dissipate."
Yang Lin quickly stepped in. "Thank you, Teacher Lin. The child was being immature, please forgive him."
Yang Xiong sat cross-legged and summoned his martial spirit to begin absorbing the soul ring.
Unlike ordinary martial spirits, his soul power didn't just gather in his right hand, it seemed to flood his entire body.
Under the pull of his soul power, the yellow soul ring from the Xuanming Turtle quickly floated over and encircled his body.
As it settled into place at the soul ring position on his martial spirit, a surge of immense power poured into Yang Xiong, wild and fierce. It felt as though his entire being was about to collapse under the pressure.
The soul ring's energy spread rapidly through his body into his skin, blood, and bones stimulating everything to an extreme. His blood boiled, his skin felt like it was being torn apart, and his bones felt like they were being crushed.
The pain of absorbing a soul ring beyond the age limit far exceeded Yang Xiong's expectations. It was like being submerged in molten lava, his entire body on the verge of melting.
To the onlookers ,Yang Lin, Sun Yu, and Lin Gong, Yang Xiong's face twisted in agony, his skin flushed red as if blood would seep out at any moment.
The three watched in panic. From the looks of it, the soul ring absorption was failing and he was on the verge of exploding.
Unexpectedly, as time passed, Yang Xiong's expression slowly calmed. The blood-colored aura around him faded, and the yellow soul ring on his body gleamed brilliantly.
When Yang Xiong opened his eyes, he felt an overwhelming sense of power. It was as if his entire body had undergone a transformation. His strength and abilities had significantly improved.
Yang Lin and Sun Yu rushed to his side, especially Sun Yu, who looked visibly nervous. "Xiao Xiong, how do you feel? Are you in any pain?"
Yang Xiong examined himself, even entering a meditative state. He found that his soul power was circulating much faster, he might've even grown a few centimeters, and his muscles felt more defined.
When he carefully observed his martial spirit, he noticed it too had strengthened slightly along with his body. The change wasn't major, not enough to be called a second awakening, but it was noticeable.
"Mom, Dad, I feel great. My soul power seems to have reached Level 13."
Yang Lin and Sun Yu quickly examined him and even used a crystal ball to test his soul power. Everything checked out his body was in excellent condition, and his soul power was stable, not like someone who had just broken through to Level 13.
They finally let out a sigh of relief. Lin Gong, standing nearby, seemed a bit emotional. "I can't believe I just witnessed a historic moment in the world of soul masters. Yang Xiong, you might be the first person ever to obtain a soul ring over five hundred years old as a first soul ring."
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air. The person was tall and imposing, his frame resembling a giant skeleton. It was the Bone Douluo they had encountered before.
Everyone immediately bowed. "Greetings, Elder Bone."
Bone Douluo wore a stern expression. "Everyone present, listen carefully. Yang Xiong has absorbed a 400-year Xuan Turtle soul ring. No one is to speak a single word of this outside. Anyone who leaks this information will be treated as having disclosed sect secrets."
Bone Douluo was a revered guardian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, his words were law.
Everyone nodded quickly, clearly understanding that there was no room for argument.
Even Yang Xiong was confused. Absorbing a soul ring seemed like a minor event. Why would someone as important as Bone Douluo be present? It even seemed like he had been watching all along.
But Yang Xiong didn't have time to think about that now. His mind was entirely focused on the first soul skill he had just gained, it exceeded all his expectations and could even be considered a divine ability.
Without drawing attention to himself, Yang Xiong quietly followed his parents home. Lin Gong, however, didn't look pleased. He had just witnessed a miracle in the soul master world, something that could change history. But being part of a sect meant he couldn't publish his findings.
After returning to his room, Yang Xiong's previously calm face suddenly contorted in pain. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his soul power spiraled out of control.
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