Chapter 170 Emperor Tian Makes a Move

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm hadn't yet grasped what Yang Yun meant. In his understanding, ordinary Soul Masters were no match for those ferocious beasts; even with himself included, it wouldn't be the same.

Furthermore, his second spirit ring was only at the fourth level, still far from the nine-ring mark required for dual spirits; Tianmeng Ice Silkworm even felt that fighting like this was somewhat unreliable.

After the energy barrier from his sacrifice dissipated, Yang Yun stood up and slowly walked out of the still-lingering halo; one soul ring after another began to be placed on his body.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was completely dumbfounded.

"Nine out of nine spirit rings, six of them are 100,000-year spirit rings? Isn't this the spirit ring configuration of the number one martial soul? How is this possible? The optimal configuration isn't like this." At this moment, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm felt that all the worldviews she had heard and experienced before had collapsed.

How can there be such an overpowered Soul Master in this world? Is this the strength that a successor of a god should have?

That shouldn't be the case.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm couldn't understand it, and neither could the three-headed Crimson Demon Hound, which was preparing to wait for the human Soul Master to explode before giving Tianmeng Ice Silkworm a good beating and taking it back.

Was it the bursting I expected?

This shouldn't be happening. How did this person walk out completely unharmed? They walked out looking so fresh and healthy.

"Who are you, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm? Don't think I'll let you go just because you're pretending to be something you're not. Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, stop with your charlatanry." The head in the very center of the Crimson King spoke.

His tone was full of mockery and the anger of someone who had been tricked.

Yang Yun didn't waste any words and immediately activated his Soul Bone Skill - Mental Annihilation Field.

An invisible force stripped the Crimson King's spiritual power from his body and sent it into a mysterious space, where Yang Yun's figure appeared opposite him.

"It was you who used some means to bring me to this godforsaken place; no matter what tricks you used, you will understand that all schemes are useless when I bite off your head." The Crimson King's eyes were bloodshot, and his six eyeballs stared intently at Yang Yun as he pounced on him.

Yang Yun sneered, preparing to try out his newly acquired soul skill.

Fourth Soul Ring - Mental Burn!

The flames of the Fallen Heart Flame silently ignited within the Crimson King's body, then burst into towering flames as if a torch had touched kerosene.

This flame was colorless and formless, but it was clearly visible to Yang Yun's spiritual power; it was burning right there on the Crimson King's body.

Only after the opponent's spiritual power was completely destroyed did Yang Yun's spiritual power return to his body; he saw that the Crimson King's face instantly turned extremely pale, and the entire soul beast seemed to have been completely drained and exhausted, with its legs going weak.

"Who are you? And what just happened?" The Crimson King took a step back, a sense of fear rising in his heart.

That burning pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, reaching the very depths of the soul and causing fear and trembling.

Soul beasts that have never personally experienced the feeling of their souls being burned by the Fallen Heart Flame will not understand why the Crimson King is afraid.

Yang Yun had no habit of answering the enemy's questions. He tightened his grip on the Flame Spear Chongli; the flames of the Fallen Heart Flame on the spear suddenly began to swirl.

Third Soul Skill - Slow-Acting Soul-Binding Fire.

Suddenly, the Crimson King felt as if the whole world had slowed down. Yang Yun had clearly moved and arrived in front of him, but he was unable to react at all.

He desperately wanted to use his skill to knock the opponent back, but his body just wouldn't move; he could see the tip of the opponent's spear about to hit his neck, but he couldn't make any move.

Controlled indirect referral.

The Crimson King's body suddenly vanished into a spatial realm, disappearing beneath Yang Yun's spear; the next second, an exit formed by a spatial passage appeared not far away. Yang Yun silently activated his first three spirit rings: Penetration, War God's Descent, and Battle Intent.

A powerful force continuously surged within his body; with the combined infusion of the immense energy of the Azure Bull Python and the million-year-old energy of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Yang Yun's number of Soul Crystals skyrocketed to seven.

With the supply of seven soul crystals, Yang Yun would never have any trouble with insufficient soul power.

He was dressed in black, with two prominent black dragon horns on his head that made him look very majestic; although he looked like a human, Yang Yun knew that his true form was a black dragon.

A purebred black dragon, besides the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings; one of the few pure-blooded dragon-type soul beasts in the world; its cultivation level is over 800,000 years.

Possessing the Dragon God Claw, a divine skill personally passed down by the Dragon God, his strength is definitely among the top tier of characters below the gods.

Even ordinary priests, underestimating their opponent, were no match for Di Tian.

Di Tian's golden vertical pupils stared directly into Yang Yun's eyes: "I can tell from your eyes that you recognize me; interesting."

It seemed that Di Tian did not intend to attack him immediately, and Yang Yun was happy to quell his fighting spirit; he thrust the Flame Spear repeatedly, then slowly pulled it out.

When Di Tian saw the two dragon soul marks on the gun handle, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

"This is a dragon soul, the dragon soul of the Water and Fire Dragon King; how could it appear on your martial soul?" Di Tian's tone was filled with anger, and at the same time, the soul power around him began to surge.

A fierce wind began to blow around them, and the clouds in the sky were constantly churning under the pull of this powerful soul force; the whole scene was as terrifying as if the end of the world was about to arrive.

However, this scene did not frighten Yang Yun at all.

After spinning the Flame Spear a few times in his hand, Chong Li pointed the spear tip directly at Di Tian and said calmly, "What's so surprising about me knowing you? It's not just that I know you; I even know what's sleeping beneath this lake."

"How dare you insult our lord like this!" Di Tian's soul power surged like the wind, creating a wave of energy that swept over Yang Yun.

The Crimson King opened his mouth wide and coldly shouted, "Try my stuff!"

Di Tian coldly said, "Red King, go back and continue to perform your duties. There's no need for you to take action here."

After saying that, he transformed into a streak of black light and rushed towards Yang Yun, while the Crimson King was controlled by Di Tian and thrown into the spatial passage, disappearing from Yang Yun's perception.

Clang!

Yang Yun blocked Di Tian's attack and at the same time activated the spirit detection skill granted by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, taking in the environment within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

"You probably didn't send that dog away to fulfill any duty; you just didn't want it to stay and become an obstacle to your right to take action. I suppose you know how powerful I am."

"A soul beast that's eight hundred thousand years old... I wonder how powerful it would be if it became my fifth soul ring?"

With that, he let out a cold shout: "Soul Bone Skill - Fire Dragon Body!"

Di Tian felt a strange flame energy envelop his heart and ignite the soul power within him; his entire body erupted in a violent burst of flames.

He was burned.

Even though only the scales were charred black, it was still extremely surprising.

(End of this chapter)

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