Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Abyss Sword, Peerless Prodigy

Chapter 37 Successfully Absorbed a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring! Level Thirty-Five Soul Master!

"Dragon Abyss Sword - Thunder Strike!"

Lin Han's voice, calm yet carrying an irresistible domineering tone, resounded throughout Thunder Valley.

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, it pierced through Thunder Purgatory in an instant, heading straight for the Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger's brow.

The Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger tried to dodge, but it was already exhausted and had no time to move. It could only watch helplessly as the sword light pierced its forehead.

laugh-!

The sword light pierced his brain, and the Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger's body instantly froze.

The murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by endless despair.

It let out a mournful roar, and its massive body slowly fell down, crashing to the ground with a thud, causing the entire valley to tremble slightly.

The surrounding lightning power dissipated completely, and the Thunder Purgatory collapsed instantly.

When the smoke and dust completely dissipated, the scene in the center of the valley was once again revealed to everyone.

Lin Han's white robes were stained with blood, yet he remained as upright as a pine tree, holding the Longyuan Sword, the tip of which dripped blood.

He was surrounded by a faint golden light and lightning. Although his aura was somewhat disordered, it was still steady and profound.

His eyes were sharp as swords, showing no signs of fatigue, but rather carrying a hint of an opportunity for breakthrough.

The ancient Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger, which had existed for ten thousand years, was already lifeless.

There was a small but fatal wound between his eyebrows.

A black spirit ring slowly rose, radiating a terrifying aura of lightning.

The immense and violent power of thunder it contained was a symbol of a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring.

The Contra Bishop and the Temple Guards on the periphery were all dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock, and even their breath caught in their throats.

They witnessed a miracle—a level 30, second-ring Soul Master, relying on his physical body, swordsmanship, and near-demigod mental techniques.

He forcefully killed a powerful, ten-thousand-year-old Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger.

If this were outside the public eye, it would be impossible to see it.

Moreover, they crushed their opponent step by step to victory even when the opponent was unleashing their full power!

"Lord Lin Han—he's too incredible—" A Soul Saint Hall guard's voice trembled, his eyes filled with awe.

"A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast was actually slain by you, sir! Its combat power is so great that even a Soul Douluo might not be a match for it!"

"More than just a Soul Douluo! That final sword strike from you just now was comparable in power to a Title Douluo's attack—it was terrifying!"

Another Contra Bishop, his tone full of amazement, secretly rejoiced that he hadn't rashly entered the valley to disturb them.

Otherwise, it will only become a joke.

Of course, there are exaggerations in these statements.

Bibi Dong rushed over quickly, her face full of worry and joy.

She quickly walked to Lin Han's side, reaching out to support him, but then hesitated, afraid of disturbing him.

"Junior brother, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

Lin Han turned his head, smiled slightly at her, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke calmly.

"It's nothing serious, just a minor superficial injury. The internal injuries have been almost completely healed thanks to the power of the lightning just now."

His gaze fell on the slowly rising ten-thousand-year soul ring, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"This soul ring is of a quality far exceeding my expectations. Absorbing it will not only allow me to break through to level 30 Soul Master, but also elevate my swordsmanship and physical body to a higher level."

Having said that, Lin Han didn't linger any longer. He sat cross-legged beside the corpse of the Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger and closed his eyes.

He activated the Dragon Abyss Meditation Technique at full power, extended his right hand, aimed at the ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, and gently guided it.

The black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring slowly flew towards Lin Han.

The golden lightning on the spirit ring flashed with dazzling light.

The powerful and violent thunderous energy was gradually absorbed by Lin Han and integrated into his body.

The power of a ten-thousand-year soul ring is extremely violent, but Lin Han has a powerful body forged from ten-thousand-year whale glue and the blessing of a quasi-demigod's mental cultivation technique.

With the lightning power absorbed earlier as a foundation, the absorption process was exceptionally smooth.

The power of thunder flowed along his meridians and slowly merged into Lin Han's body, perfectly integrating with his soul power, sword intent, and physical body.

It was not only raising his level, but also strengthening his swordsmanship and physical body.

This also allowed his near-demigod Longyuan meditation method to quietly improve.

Bibi Dong stood beside him, surrounded by a purplish-black poisonous mist. The spiritual power of the Soul-Devouring Spider spread out, vigilantly protecting him.

To prevent any accidents from happening.

She watched as Lin Han's aura steadily increased, her eyes filled with admiration and determination.

She must train even harder and improve her strength as soon as possible to keep up with Lin Han's pace.

Together with him, we will support the future of the Spirit Hall.

The outer perimeter bishops and temple guards remained steadfast at their posts, their eyes fixed on the center of the valley, their expressions grave.

We dare not slack off in the slightest.

They knew that although Lin Han's process of absorbing the ten-thousand-year soul ring was smooth, there were still risks involved.

They must be fully prepared to ensure that Lin Han is not disturbed in any way.

Inside the offering hall, Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the changes in the atmosphere within Thunder Valley, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His eyes were filled with satisfaction and fervor.

"Good lad, you certainly didn't disappoint me. With only a level 30 body, you slew a ten-thousand-year-old Thunder Saber-toothed Tiger. This strength and composure are truly unparalleled!"

Deep within the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji stood by the window, gazing in the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest, and laughed heartily.

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Lin Han, you truly are the pride of our Spirit Hall! Once you've absorbed your spirit rings and broken through to the Spirit Master realm, I will personally celebrate with you!"

Within Thunder Valley, Lin Han's aura was rapidly increasing.

Level 30 Peak —

A level 31 Soul Master!

A level 32 Soul Master!

Level 33 Soul Master!

Level 34 Soul Master!

Level 35 Soul Master!

In just half an hour, his soul power rose from level 30 to level 35, a three-ring Soul Master!

Moreover, as he continued to absorb the power of the ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring, his physical strength increased once again, reaching an even higher level.

The sword intent became sharper and more domineering, and also gained a trace of violent thunderous power.

The fusion of the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword Embryo is also quietly accelerating, with golden light and lightning intertwining on the sword's body, greatly increasing its power.

Lin Han slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of golden and lightning light, his aura calm and profound.

Three soul rings slowly pulsed around him—yellow, purple, and black!

The first spirit ring takes a hundred years, the second a thousand years, and the third a ten-thousand-year time!

It completely broke the conventional rules of Soul Master Soul Ring absorption, setting a record for the most incredible Soul Ring configuration in the history of Douluo Continent!

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the surging soul power and powerful physical body within him.

A faint yet sharp curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Level 35, Three-Ring Soul Master!

With an incomparably powerful physical body, sword intent fused with the power of thunder, and near-demigod Dragon Abyss meditation technique becoming increasingly refined.

The Dragon Abyss Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword Embryo have begun to fuse, along with the awakening of the third soul skill, "Thunder Dragon Abyss Sword".

His combat strength has long surpassed that of an ordinary three-ring Soul Master. He is confident that he can fight even against Soul Kings of level 50 or above!