Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Immediately afterwards, a giant bird burst forth from the clouds.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and gradually made out the appearance of the giant bird.

It was a giant eagle, nearly five meters long, with a wingspan of more than ten meters.

Its entire body is covered in black and gold feathers, which gleam with a cold, hard metallic luster in the sunlight, each feather looking as if it were forged from fine iron.

What is most striking are the feathers along the edges of its wings, each one standing upright like a sword, its edges gleaming with a chilling light, as if a gentle swipe could tear apart an enemy.

“Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle.” Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly. “A flying soul beast, it excels at aerial attacks. Its sword feathers can detach from its body to attack, and it is extremely fast. It is a suitable soul beast for you.”

He paused, his gaze lingering on the giant eagle for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly.

"However, this creature has already cultivated for five thousand years, which is the limit of the fourth soul ring for an ordinary soul master."

"Xiao Mo, just to be on the safe side, should we look again?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo turned to look at Su Mo and asked with concern.

Su Mo did not answer immediately.

He stood quietly in place, looking up at the black-and-gold sword-feathered eagle circling in the sky.

According to the limits of spirit rings in the Douluo Continent's spirit master world, the lifespan of a third spirit ring is only about 1,700 years.

Five thousand years is almost three times more than that; if an ordinary Soul Master were to absorb it rashly, they would be courting death.

But he had a strong intuition that he could absorb it.

Moreover, during this year, he consumed a considerable amount of high-grade whale glue, coupled with daily, uninterrupted physical training and medicinal baths, his physical condition had already far surpassed that of other Soul Masters of the same level.

Most importantly, he trusted his intuition.

“Grandpa Golden Crocodile.” Su Mo withdrew his gaze and said firmly, “Trust me, I can absorb its soul ring.”

Golden Crocodile Douluo remained silent for a moment.

He vividly remembered Su Mo's previous two attempts to absorb spirit rings, and perhaps this time, it really would work too.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

"Yes." Su Mo nodded, his gaze firm.

"Alright, then so be it."

The moment the words left his mouth, Golden Crocodile Douluo's aura suddenly changed.

The Golden Crocodile King's martial spirit was suddenly released, and nine spirit rings lit up one by one from beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

The final 100,000-year soul ring was as red as blood, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The next moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo soared into the air.

He transformed into a golden streak of light, hurtling straight toward the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle high in the sky at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Su Mo stood below, looking up at the golden light that soared through the sky, his eyes flickering slightly.

It's a pity he doesn't have the ability to fly; otherwise, he really wanted to fight this battle himself.

high in the air.

The Black-Gold Sword-Feathered Eagle was originally looking for its prey for the day.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura shot up from below.

The aura was so strong that it instantly felt a chill run down its spine.

It suddenly looked down and saw a golden streak of light approaching it at an alarming speed.

What terrified it most was the blood-red soul ring that surrounded that figure.

The Black-Gold Sword-Feathered Eagle flapped its wings suddenly, turning around to flee.

however.

In the face of absolute power, any struggle is futile.

Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't even use any soul skills.

He simply rushed above the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle, then raised one foot and stomped down!

The Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle let out an extremely shrill scream, its body plummeting straight to the ground like a meteorite.

boom--! ! !

A deafening roar echoed through the Starry Sky Forest as the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle slammed heavily into the ground.

Its body lay in the pit, twitching slightly. Its once sharp and fierce pupils were now filled with fear and despair, and blood kept seeping from the corners of its mouth.

With just one strike, the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle was already on the verge of death.

Golden Crocodile Douluo landed back beside Su Mo, his expression calm and composed, as if he had just casually swatted away a flying insect.

"Go ahead, Xiao Mo," he said calmly.

"Thank you, Grandpa Golden Crocodile."

Su Mo strode towards the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle, released his Martial Soul Asura Demon Sword, and cleanly pierced its vital point.

The moment the blade pierced through flesh, the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle's body trembled violently before it completely lost its life.

Blood mist overflowed.

The Asura Demon Sword glowed faintly once more, absorbing the blood energy.

Su Mo could feel a warm power flowing into his body from the sword, a power that was stronger than the previous two times.

A moment later, a deep purple soul ring slowly rose from the corpse of the Black Gold Sword Feather Eagle.

Su Mo sat down cross-legged at the edge of the giant pit.

He closed his eyes and drew the spirit rings closer to himself.

The instant the spirit ring touched his body.

A violent surge of energy rushed wildly into his limbs and bones.

That energy was fierce and domineering, rampaging through his body as if trying to tear his meridians apart.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Su Mo gritted his teeth, his body trembled violently, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Su Mo suddenly felt a warm current surge within his body, flowing slowly through him.

The raging, violent energy gradually subsided, and the tearing pain instantly lessened by more than half. His trembling body gradually stabilized, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood guard by his side, his eyes fixed on Su Mo.

When Su Mo was trembling violently just now, his hand was already raised, his soul power was ready to be unleashed, and he was prepared to interrupt at any time.

Fortunately, Su Mo stabilized after a short time.

Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly lowered his hand and let out a long sigh.

But a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just now, there was clearly a sign that things were about to get out of control, but in the blink of an eye, that violent aura subsided.

But he couldn't see the reason behind it.

Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, focused his senses for a moment, but detected nothing.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

As long as Su Mo is alright, that's all that matters. As for the rest, Su Mo already exudes a certain mystery, which is perhaps what makes him extraordinary.

Time passed by, second by second.

The process of absorbing the spirit ring is gradually coming to an end.

However, just as it was about to end, a sudden change occurred!

Su Mo felt a tearing pain in his back!

That pain was completely different from the impact when the spirit ring entered his body before.

It was a tearing sensation that emanated from his very bones, as if something was slowly stretching his flesh apart, trying to burst out of his body.

Chapter 17 External Soul Bone, Asura Sword Prison

"what--!"

Su Mo's face was pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He let out a low cry of pain, his brows furrowed, and his body trembled violently.

At this moment, although he was trembling all over from the pain, he did not faint or lose control. He just gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain.

Upon seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo not only did not make a move, but instead revealed a hint of surprise.

Because Su Mo's current state is not due to losing control while absorbing the soul ring.

Golden Crocodile Douluo vaguely guessed something: Su Mo might have obtained an incredible opportunity, namely, an external soul bone.

External soul bones are special entities that exist outside of the six main soul bones.

Its probability of occurrence is extremely low, less than one in ten thousand.

Each external soul bone has the potential to grow and can continuously evolve as the soul master's cultivation level increases.

In terms of value, it is no less than a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

As a titled Douluo who has lived for over a hundred years, Golden Crocodile Douluo has never absorbed an external soul bone, but the Spirit Hall has a wide range of records, including many of them, so he is naturally aware of them.

Su Mo's current state matches the records very well.

Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and fixed his gaze on Su Mo, in case anything unexpected happened.

A moment later, Su Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

At that instant, a crisp sound came from behind him.

With a tearing sound, the clothes on his back were instantly ripped apart, and a pair of black and gold wings suddenly unfolded from his shoulder blades.