Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

"boom!!!"

There was a muffled sound.

It's like smashing a watermelon.

The human-faced spider's head exploded instantly, splattering green liquid everywhere.

Its massive body twitched a few times before finally collapsing to the ground, powerless.

A deep purple soul ring slowly rose from its corpse.

The purple light was incredibly deep.

Six thousand five hundred years!
The battle is over.

Tang San landed on the ground, panting heavily. His soul power was almost exhausted, but his face was full of excited smiles.

He won!
And they won beautifully!

This is not just a challenge beyond one's level, but also a perfect test of one's own strength.

Tang Chen walked over, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then at Tang San.

"very good."

"Killed entirely by his own abilities."

Although Tang Chen spoke calmly, the admiration in his eyes was undeniable.

This child is indeed a born fighter.

"Alright, let's not waste any more time."

"Recover your soul power, then absorb the soul ring immediately."

"The smell of blood here will attract other spirit beasts. I will protect you."

Tang San nodded, not daring to be negligent.

He sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and then slowly put the deep purple soul ring on his body.

boom!
The moment the spirit ring entered his body, Tang San's body trembled violently.

A massive and domineering energy surged into his meridians in an instant.

pain!
Severe pain!

It felt as if countless tiny knives were slashing wildly inside my body.

But Tang San gritted his teeth and remained silent.

His physical abilities, enhanced by four ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, are now vastly different from what they used to be.

Although the attack was fierce, it was not enough to break through his defenses.

However, just as Tang San was concentrating on absorbing the spirit ring...

Tang Chen, who was standing guard to the side, suddenly underwent a strange change.

A flash of blood-red light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

That wasn't Tang Chen's own will.

That was a wisp of the Asura God's divine thought lurking within him!
Asura God, as the enforcer of the divine realm, has been keeping a close eye on this successor he has chosen.

He was very satisfied with Tang San's performance.

But it's not enough.

Tang Chen was completely unaware of this.

He only felt that the Killing God Domain within his body seemed to fluctuate slightly.

An invisible energy, filled with an aura of extreme killing intent, silently seeped into the ground beneath Tang Chen's feet.

Then, it connected to Tang San, who was absorbing the spirit ring, and the corpse of the human-faced demon spider.

"hiss……"

The corpse of the human-faced spider, which was already dead, suddenly trembled slightly.

The resentment and soul power remaining within its body were forcibly condensed by this Asura power, and underwent some strange mutation.

All the essence is no longer merely transformed into soul rings.

Instead, drawn by the power of the soul, it surged wildly toward Tang San's back!
"Um?!"

Tang San, who was absorbing the spirit ring, suddenly groaned.

His brows furrowed tightly, and his face showed an expression of extreme pain.

The previously stabilizing fluctuations in soul power suddenly became violent.

"what--!"

Tang San couldn't help but let out a scream.

He felt as if his back had been torn apart by something.

That kind of pain went deep into your bones!
"what happened?"

Tang Chen's expression changed.

A 6,500-year-old spirit ring, while somewhat excessive, shouldn't cause this kind of reaction given Tang San's current physique.

Could it be a backlash from the spirit ring?
Just as Tang Chen was about to take action to investigate.

"Pfft!"

A sickening tearing sound rang out.

Tang San's clothes on his back instantly ripped apart!

Followed by.

Under Tang Chen's shocked gaze.

Eight thick, purplish-black objects, covered in slime and blood, burst out of Tang San's body from both sides of his spine!

They stretched out rapidly, each one over three meters long, shimmering with a metallic sheen, and their tips were as sharp as spears.

This shape is clearly the spider leg of that human-faced demon spider!

"This is……"

Tang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, then turned into wild joy!

Even a peerless Douluo like him, who had seen the world, couldn't help but gasp in shock.

"External soul bone?!"

"It's actually an external soul bone, one in ten thousand!"

Eight Spider Lances!
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, with the Asura God secretly stirring things up.

This iconic divine armor, which originally belonged to Tang San, has finally returned to him.

Eight spider legs pulsated slowly in the air, exuding a cold and dangerous aura.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

Despite being covered in sweat and still feeling the pain.

But he could feel an unprecedentedly powerful force within him.

That is the power of the Eight Spider Lances!

Eight purplish-black spider spears, like the scythe of death, slowly pulsated behind Tang San.

Each swing produced a heart-stopping whooshing sound as it cut through the air.

Tang San took a deep breath and his mind stirred slightly.

"receive."

The eight spider spears, each three meters long, instantly transformed into eight streams of light and disappeared into his back.

Apart from a large hole in the back of his shirt that revealed his muscular physique, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

But Tang San could clearly feel that the power had not disappeared, but was lurking in his spine.

They are ready to devour anyone they choose.

"call……"

Tang San slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.

The purple hue in his eyes was even deeper than before, and even faintly revealed a chilling killing intent.

"How does it feel, mistress?"

Tang Chen stood not far away, his hands behind his back.

Although he tried his best to maintain the composure of a peerless Douluo, his eyes couldn't help but dart towards Tang San's back.

That's an external soul bone!
A treasure second only to a 100,000-year soul ring in the world of soul masters!

Tang San clenched his fist, feeling the surging soul power within his body, and an undisguised joy appeared on his face.

"Great-grandfather, I feel great!"

"Not only did I gain a soul skill, but my soul power also reached level 40!"

"It seems that the four ten-thousand-year-old soul bones you absorbed earlier played a crucial role."

Tang Chen analyzed.

"Those four soul bones, the lowest age is 25,000 years, and the highest is 50,000 years."

"The immense soul power contained within it was something you couldn't fully digest before; it could only be stored in your bones."

"Oh, right, great-grandfather."

Tang San suppressed his excitement and reported, "My third soul skill is called Spider Web Binding."

"Spider web binding?"

"Yes."

Tang San explained, "It's a single-target crowd control skill that can instantly create a highly poisonous and sticky spider web to trap the enemy."

"Moreover, the number and size of the spider webs can be controlled at my will."

Tang Chen nodded.

"good."

"The most signature ability of the Human-Faced Demon Spider is its web. This soul skill, combined with your Blue Silver Grass, complements each other perfectly."

The biggest fear for a control-type Soul Master is losing control over others.

With this move, Tang San's control will be elevated to a new level.

At this moment, Tang San hesitated for a moment, a hint of ambition flashing in his eyes.

“Great-grandfather, now that my soul power has overflowed and reached the bottleneck of level forty…” “Can I directly absorb the fourth soul ring?”

Tang Chen nodded: "Of course."

Tang San took a deep breath and tentatively asked:

"Then, could I try a ten-thousand-year spirit ring for my fourth spirit ring?"

Thousands of years!

The fourth spirit ring is ten thousand years!

For most people, the limit for their fourth spirit ring is around five thousand years.

Of course, many people in the Spirit Hall now have ten-thousand-year-old fourth spirit rings, so the standard has long since changed.

Tang San considers himself a genius, so naturally he wants to get closer to those people, or even surpass them!

Twin martial souls, four ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, external soul bones, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

He felt he was capable.

however.

"No."

Tang Chen's answer was crisp and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

His tone even carried a hint of sternness.

Tang San was taken aback: "Great-grandfather, with my physical condition, I should be able to withstand the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

"physical fitness?"

Tang Chen sneered.

"Little San, you underestimate ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts."

"That's right. In terms of physical strength alone, after absorbing so many soul bones, you are indeed comparable to a Soul King, and you are more than capable of withstanding the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

"but."

Tang Chen pointed to his head.

"The biggest difference between a ten-thousand-year soul ring and a thousand-year soul ring is not the amount of energy."

"But it lies in—the tremor of the soul!"

"Soul shock?" Tang San heard this term for the first time; his teacher had never mentioned it.

"Once a soul beast's cultivation level breaks through ten thousand years, a qualitative change will occur."

Tang Chen patiently explained:

"After they die, their souls do not immediately dissipate, but instead transform into an extremely strong resentment, hidden within their soul rings."

"When you absorb a spirit ring, this resentment will directly impact your spiritual sea!"

"Without a sufficiently strong mental fortitude to resist, at best you'll become an idiot, at worst you'll suffer brain death on the spot!"

Tang Chen looked at Tang San and said seriously:

"Your Purple Demon Eyes are indeed wondrous, making your spiritual power far surpass that of Tongji University."

"But to withstand the soul shock of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, one needs at least the mental strength of a Soul King."

"You're still a long way off."

"Even among the most brilliant geniuses in the history of the Clear Sky Sect, some of them chose to have an eight or nine thousand year old fifth spirit ring for the sake of stability."

"No one has ever dared to challenge the Ten Thousand Years with only the fourth spirit ring."

"I don't want you to gamble with your life for a moment of vanity."

Tang Chen's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the fire in Tang San's heart.

He was confident, but not arrogant.

Since my great-grandfather said so, there must be a reason for it.

Moreover, think about it carefully.

Blue Silver Grass is ultimately just Blue Silver Grass.

There's no need to risk your life for a fourth spirit ring.

When adding spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer in the future, the starting point will be 50,000 years or even 100,000 years; that will be the real highlight.

“I understand, great-grandfather.”

Tang San nodded respectfully.

"Then I'll do as you say and find a soul beast that is as close as possible to ten thousand years old."

Seeing that Tang San listened to his advice, Tang Chen's expression softened considerably.

"Ah."

"What are your thoughts on choosing this fourth spirit ring?"

Tang San pondered for a moment, and the teachings of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang came to mind.

“Great-grandfather, I want to find another human-faced spider.”

"Oh?" Tang Chen was somewhat surprised. "A human-faced demon spider?"

"Yes."

Tang San's eyes were resolute.

"This is also a theory that my teacher once mentioned to me."

"For my Blue Silver Grass, the most essential attributes are toughness and poison."

"Since the third spirit ring is already the Human-Faced Demon Spider, if the fourth spirit ring is also the same type of spirit beast..."

"It can not only cause a qualitative change in the toxicity of Blue Silver Grass, but also greatly enhance the effect of the third soul skill."

"and……"

Tang San touched his back, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"I have a feeling that if it is a power of the same origin, it will also be of great benefit to my external soul bone, the Eight Spider Lances."

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen nodded thoughtfully. Although Yu Xiaogang was a good-for-nothing and his cultivation was incompetent, his theory did make some sense.

"In that case, we'll do as you say."

"Let's find a human-faced demon spider with a cultivation level of around nine thousand years."

……

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, danger lurks everywhere.

Finding a specific type and age of soul beast here is like finding a needle in a haystack.

But this combination of an older woman and a younger woman is just too much like a supermodel.

As a level 99 peerless Douluo, Tang Chen's spiritual power covered an area of ​​dozens of miles, and no movement could escape his perception.

Most of the day later.

In front of a cold, damp swamp.

"Hush-hush-"

A chilling scraping sound came from the mist.

A human-faced demon spider, even larger than the previous one, slowly crawled out of the swamp.

Its legs are longer and sharper, and its carapace has a dark amethyst color.

The face on the abdomen, in particular, was much clearer, as if a living person had been sealed inside, staring venomously at the intruder.

"Nine thousand years."

Tang Chen glanced at it and gave an accurate judgment.

"Be careful, this beast is much more difficult to deal with than the last one."

Tang San nodded, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"A nine-thousand-year-old human-faced demon spider, perfect for sacrificing to my Eight Spider Spears!"

"on!"

Without further ado, the battle erupted instantly.

But this nine-thousand-year-old human-faced demon spider is clearly not comparable to the six-thousand-year-old one from before.

It reacts extremely quickly and is even more cunning.

"puff!"

It opened its mouth and sprayed not an ordinary spider web, but a cloud of purple poisonous mist!

This poisonous fog is extremely corrosive; wherever it passes, vegetation withers and turns to water instantly.

"not good!"

Tang San was startled and retreated rapidly.

With his Ghostly Shadow technique fully activated, he moved like a wisp of smoke, hovering at the edge of the poisonous fog.

"Let me show you the power of my third soul skill!"

Tang San flipped his hand, and his soul power surged.

"The third soul skill, spider web binding!"

A large, deep purple net, shimmering with an eerie light, appeared out of thin air and enveloped the human-faced spider.

When the human-faced spider saw the web, a hint of human-like disdain appeared in its eyes.

Playing online games in front of it?

Isn't this just a trick?

It brandished its two spear-like forelegs and slashed directly at the spider web, trying to tear it apart.

however.

"when!"

A metallic clang rang out.

The human-faced spider froze.

To its surprise, it discovered that this seemingly fragile net was actually quite resilient!
Its forelegs, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade, failed to sever it immediately!

...(End of chapter)