Douluo Continent: The Purple Dragon's Roar, the End of the Dark Abyss

The answer came quickly: Ye Linyi could feel the life force, energy, and a trace of soul power emanating from his martial soul, the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd.

After Ye Linyi finished sensing, he looked at the thinner blue boar on the battle halberd blade, and a white soul ring slowly appeared around his body.

Ye Linyi put away his martial spirit, stopped on the spot, and pondered that his martial spirit "Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd" had a similar effect to the Golden Dragon Spear.

He then thought of Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult. His martial soul, the Scorpion Tiger, was a powerful subspecies of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Because his martial soul required him to devour the souls and blood of soul beasts to cultivate, Zhang Peng was marked as an evil soul master by Mu En, the strongest warrior of Shrek Academy and the Dragon God Douluo. From then on, he joined the Holy Spirit Cult and became one of the twelve elders.

Ye Linyi sighed, realizing that his martial soul might be marked as that of an evil soul master. He decided to think about it for now and wait and see.

Ye Linyi dusted himself off, casually summoned the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd Martial Soul, and headed straight into the jungle.

The tip of Ye Linyi's halberd gleamed eerily in the sunlight. He raised it and pointed it forward: "Are you my next prey?"

The century-old blood-red baboon was pounding its chest and roaring, its scarlet fur bristling in the wind, its fist-sized eyes fixed on the human who dared to challenge its authority.

Ye Linyi's lips curled into a slight smile, and the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd traced an arc: "I hope you enjoy yourself!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged forward like an arrow released from a bow. The tip of the halberd whistled through the air as it aimed straight for the baboon's throat.

However, the beast dodged to the side like a ghost, and Ye Linyi's attack instantly missed.

"Tsk!" Ye Linyi snorted lightly, the halberd shaft twirling nimbly in his palm.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the baboon threw a punch, the wind from which swirled up fallen leaves. He parried with his halberd, producing a resounding "hum".

"Again!" Ye Linyi advanced instead of retreating, his halberd tip flicking like a venomous snake. The baboon pounded its chest in protest again, its fangs bared as it lunged forward.

A glint flashed in Ye Linyi's eyes, and he suddenly changed his move to a sweeping attack—the halberd brought up a dark wave of energy, knocking the baboon to the ground.

"Awooo!" The baboon struggled to its feet, only to see that Ye Linyi had already retreated three steps away, the blood dripping from the tip of the halberd particularly glaring in the sunlight.

Ye Linyi licked his lips, and the dark patterns flowing on the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd seemed to intensify even more: "This is just the beginning..."

The Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd swept across, and a hideous, bloody gash appeared on the waist of the crimson baboon.

The hundred-year-old soul beast was indeed tough, and it actually struggled to fight back.

Ye Linyi twirled the tip of his halberd, dark energy condensing into a cold glint: "Finger Gun!"

The halberd tip pierced the baboon's skull, and dark purple energy exploded, splattering scarlet brain matter everywhere. Ye Linyi dodged to the side, and only half a foot around him remained clean amidst the blood-red rain.

"A finger gun paired with a hidden halberd works even better." He nodded in satisfaction, the tip of the halberd piercing the corpse, pure energy surging into his body like a tide.

Ye Linyi felt the energy feedback from the halberd and chuckled to himself, "So, a hit from the halberd blade can restore soul power and physical strength..." He drew his halberd and glanced into the depths of the jungle, "Kill one more and then leave."

Ye Linyi locked onto his target deep in the dense forest—seven Nether Wolves forming a circle around him. The leader, a hundred-year-old wolf king, had a cold, eerie blue light in its eyes, while the six ten-year-old wolf cubs bared their teeth and growled, their claws digging at the ground and kicking up pebbles.

"Interesting." Ye Linyi lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his halberd.

The wolf king suddenly howled to the sky, the sound waves causing the leaves to fall in a rustling sound, and the six wolf cubs pounced like arrows released from a bow.

Ye Linyi moved slightly, the tip of his halberd drawing a strange arc: "Headshot!" The two Ten-Year Wolves fell to the ground in response, blood mist spreading everywhere.

Seeing this, the remaining four wolf cubs simultaneously launched the "Wolf Fang Thrust" tactic, attacking from four directions.

Ye Linyi spun around, his dark energy transforming into a shield: "Sweep Across the Army!" The four wolf cubs were sent flying, crashing into trees with a muffled thud.

Seeing that things were not going well, the wolf king turned to escape, but was locked by the tip of Ye Linyi's halberd: "Trying to leave?" The halberd surged into the wolf king's body, fixing him in place.

Ye Linyi suddenly remembered the book's description: "The waist is the weakness of the Netherworld Wolf!" He deliberately exposed an opening, and when the wolf king pounced, he swiftly dodged to the right, while at the same time, the tip of his halberd, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aimed straight for the wolf king's waist.

"Awooo!" The wolf king let out a mournful howl, and dark purple energy gushed out from its wounds.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Linyi unleashed his "Finger Gun," the dark energy penetrating the wolf king's body and turning it into a beam of white light.

Upon seeing this, the remaining four wolf cubs turned and fled at the same time.

Ye Linyi looked at the four corpses on the ground and lightly tapped the tip of his halberd: "Run? Too late." Energy surged into the corpses along the halberd, and pure energy flooded into their bodies like a tide.

Ye Linyi sheathed his halberd and stood there, gazing at the yellow spirit ring that appeared in the sky, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "How strong can I become after obtaining the spirit ring?" He turned and walked towards the back mountain exit, his steps so light that he seemed to be flying.

Ye Linyi hummed a little tune as he returned to Soul Fighting Village, exchanging greetings with the villagers he passed by, his face beaming with the joy of returning home.

Ye Linyi saw that his parents were still there, considering which spirit beast would be suitable for his first spirit ring, and did not notice that his son was walking over.

Ye Zihao noticed his son had returned and said, "Xiao Yi is back."

Ye Linyi nodded.

Yang Liuqing said, "Xiao Yi, your father and I have thought it over. Your father will take you to get your first soul ring the day after tomorrow."

Ye Linyi responded softly, then asked his parents, "What kind of spirit beast are we going to hunt tomorrow to get my first spirit ring?"

Ye Zihao said, "Your mother and I have considered your martial soul. The dark attribute should be close to its limit, so we added a dark attribute soul beast soul ring for you, so that you can break through to the limit of the attribute later."

"Actually, I've already reached the pinnacle of my attributes." Ye Linyi suddenly spoke, and the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd appeared in his palm, its pitch-black body rippling with light-devouring energy.

Ye Zihao and his wife gasped, their eyes filled with shock: "This...this is indeed the ultimate darkness!"

Yang Liuqing gently stroked her son's hand, her eyes filled with pride: "Xiaoyi, you are even more outstanding than we imagined."

Ye Linyi asked, "So, what kind of spirit beast do you plan to hunt for my first spirit ring?"

Ye Zihao said, "Considering the attributes of your martial soul and your fighting style, we plan to hunt a hundred-year-old ghost tiger for you the day after tomorrow as your first soul ring."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Linyi nodded and said, "I'm going to rest now."

Ye Zihao responded with an "okay".

Seeing her husband still standing there dumbfounded, Yang Liuqing elbowed him and said, "Why aren't you getting ready? We're hunting for spirit rings the day after tomorrow, what are you still standing here for?"

Ye Zihao seemed to wake up from a dream, "Oh right, I'll go prepare." You didn't say, "I almost forgot."

Yang Liuqing watched her husband frantically searching for hunting tools, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips. She shook her head and murmured softly, "How could I have fallen for this fool? Sigh." Her tone was full of doting affection and helplessness.

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