Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Wang Teng and Bone Douluo had a comfortable night's rest at their stronghold in Gengxin City, fully recuperating.

When they set off the next day, the shopkeeper had already collected all the location information of the surrounding mineral deposits and drawn a detailed map with clear markings.

It's clear at a glance which mines are still in operation, which have been abandoned, how long they've been abandoned, and their scale.

Bone Douluo took the map, nodded in satisfaction, and then led Wang Teng to explore the abandoned mines in the surrounding area one by one, following the map.

Eighth Soul Skill: Spatial Dragon!

The black spirit rings beneath Bone Douluo's feet shimmered, emitting a deep, eerie light.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white bone dragon appeared beside the two of them. Its entire body was made of bones, yet it was as agile as a living creature.

The bone dragon roamed the surrounding space, leaving ripples in the air as it passed, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, Wang Teng and Bone Douluo disappeared from their original spot.

It turned out that Wang Teng had already been taken by Bone Douluo and transported to the spatial interlayer.

Everything around him became illusory and blurry, except for the figure of Bone Douluo, which was clearly visible.

Thus, the two of them discovered the evidence at an astonishing speed.

With Bone Douluo's spatial soul skill at their disposal, Wang Teng and his team only needed to search one location at a time.

The rocks on the ground could not stop them, nor could the caves underground.

Bone Douluo carried Wang Teng directly inside, and they came out after just one turn, which was many times faster than walking.

In just half a day, Wang Teng and Bone Douluo explored more than a dozen abandoned mines of varying sizes.

Some mines have collapsed, while others still retain their complete tunnel structures. However, most of them are empty, with only some ordinary small soul beasts inhabiting them. No trace of the Vajra Armor has been found.

As the sun rose higher and it reached noon, the two finally found a group of Vajra Armorers beneath a vast mine.

Wang Teng and his companion immediately appeared from the space, in a somewhat dimly lit cave.

This cave was originally one of the main tunnels of the mine. The space was quite spacious, and there were some gaps in the ceiling that let in light. Although it wasn't very bright, it wasn't pitch black either.

Looking ahead, Wang Teng saw dozens of Vajra Armored Soul Beasts huddled together in the deepest part of the cave.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

At this moment, dozens of armored beasts suddenly saw two humans appear out of thin air at their doorstep and immediately became tense.

The golden scales on these huge creatures still gleamed in the dim light, appearing as a dazzling golden expanse from afar.

They quickly closed in formation, all facing outwards in a defensive posture, emitting wary hissing sounds as if warning intruders not to approach.

The Vajra Armored Soul Beast looks similar to a pangolin, but it is much larger, with the largest one being over five meters long.

Their scales were layered together, displaying a beautiful golden hue that stood out conspicuously in the dim cave.

Dozens of golden behemoths gathered together, a dazzling expanse of gold that looked like a moving golden mountain from afar.

Outside Jinshan are some century-old armored creatures, smaller in size and with lighter-colored scales.

At the very center of the group was a ten-thousand-year-old Vajra Armor leader, the largest in size, with the deepest golden scales, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

It was surrounded by several female Vajra Armored Beasts, which were around eight or nine thousand years old, and were clearly its mates.

"Boy, the Ten Thousand Year Vajra Armor is right in front of you."

Bone Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the group of Vajra Armorers, but his tone was very serious as he asked, "Are you sure you want to absorb your fourth spirit ring?"

"If you want to back out now, it's not too late. You can get a thousand-year soul ring, which is more reliable."

Chapter 348 Aurora Armor Gyro

"Grandpa Bone, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng replied firmly without the slightest hesitation, "I can do it."

"Ok."

Seeing that Wang Teng's attitude was firm, Bone Douluo did not try to persuade him any further.

He nodded slightly, then raised his right hand and casually reached forward.

Sixth Soul Skill: Spatial Tear!

Bone Douluo's hand instantly transformed into a white bone dragon claw, with distinct joints, exuding a chilling aura.

At the same time, the space in front of the dragon claw suddenly shattered like a mirror, revealing a pitch-black spatial crack.

The dragon claw pierced through the shattered space and appeared directly in front of the Vajra Armor leader, so fast that it left no afterimage.

"Croak...?"

Although the Vajra Armor Leader was a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast and could be considered a powerful overlord in the eyes of ordinary soul masters, it was facing Bone Douluo, a titled Douluo-level being. The difference in strength between the two was unimaginable.

It didn't even have time to react, and couldn't block a single attack.

With a muffled thud, the Vajra Armor leader was slapped away by Bone Douluo's dragon claw and crashed heavily into the cave wall behind him.

The wall shattered with a crash, and rubble rained down all over the ground.

The Vajra Armor leader crashed to the ground, struggled a couple of times, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and then fell unconscious.

"A Title Douluo, terrifying indeed..."

Wang Teng's eyes twitched as he watched from the side. He couldn't help but glance at Bone Douluo, secretly surprised.

Although he had long known that Title Douluo were very strong, he was still shocked to see Bone Douluo casually knock out a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast with a single blow.

The remaining Vajra Armored warriors in the cave were terrified when they saw their leader knocked unconscious with a single blow, and immediately scattered and fled.

Even their leader couldn't withstand a single blow from this human soul master; these lowly minions would only be destined to die if they stayed here.

In an instant, the cave was in chaos as the golden figure darted around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Kid, hurry up and go!"

Bone Douluo retracted his dragon claw and spoke to Wang Teng in a calm tone, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and strode toward the unconscious leader of the Vajra Armor team.

He took out a short sword he always carried, squatted down, and found the gap between the scales on the armored body, which was the weakest point in its defense.

Then, Wang Teng thrust the short sword through the gap, precisely piercing the heart of the Vajra Armor Soul Beast.

"Um……"

The unconscious Vajra Armor leader suddenly opened his eyes, his massive body convulsing a few times, but after struggling for only a moment, he quickly lost his life.

A few breaths later, a black soul ring slowly rose from the body of the dead Vajra Armor.

The black color was deep and rich, exuding the oppressive aura unique to ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, making it particularly conspicuous in the dim cave.

"The fourth soul ring of ten thousand years."

Looking at the black spirit ring in front of him, Wang Teng silently thought, "If Tang San could do it in the original story, so can I."

"With my current strength, I am definitely no worse than Tang San."

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, circulated his soul power, and began to absorb the soul ring in front of him.

The energy of the ten-thousand-year soul ring entered Wang Teng's body, surging and violently like a torrent flowing into a river.

But Wang Teng only frowned slightly before easily subduing these violent energies, guiding them to circulate in his meridians and gradually integrate them into his martial soul.

Bone Douluo stood aside, watching Wang Teng's smooth absorption process, and couldn't help but nod slightly, his eyes showing approval.

"This kid might actually be able to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring as his fourth soul ring."

Bone Douluo thought to himself.

In fact, with Wang Teng's current physical condition, the energy of a mere ten-thousand-year-old soul beast's soul ring is nothing to him.

Wang Teng not only consumed the immortal herbs from the Yin-Yang Well, making his physique far superior to that of ordinary people, but he also consumed a large amount of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue, further enhancing his physical strength.

To be honest, let alone a ten-thousand-year soul ring, even a twenty-thousand-year soul ring's soul power impact would be enough for Wang Teng's body to withstand.

However, the key to successfully absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring has never been physical fitness.

A Soul Master's physical attributes are merely a basic requirement.

The real test of absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring lies in the soul master's spiritual strength.

The remnant soul left behind by a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast after its death will impact the soul master's consciousness. If the mental strength is not strong enough, at best the soul ring will fail to be absorbed and be ruined, and at worst the mind will be damaged, leading to endless troubles.

As time went by, the black spirit ring in front of Wang Teng became fainter and thinner.

Finally, the last bit of energy from the spirit ring entered Wang Teng's body, and the spirit ring disappeared completely.

"The final test is coming."

Bone Douluo's expression hardened, his gaze fixed on Wang Teng, his soul power secretly circulating throughout his body, ready to interrupt Wang Teng's absorption at any moment.

If Wang Teng's spirit cannot withstand the impact of the remnant soul, he must forcibly force the soul ring energy out of Wang Teng's body. Although this will seriously injure Wang Teng, it is better than damaging his spirit.

"Um……"

Wang Teng frowned slightly, a sad expression appeared on his face, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

At this moment, within Wang Teng's sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul of the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, Vajra Armor, was impacting his consciousness.

"Roar--"

The remnant soul of the Vajra Armor condensed and took shape in Wang Teng's sea of ​​consciousness, letting out a deafening roar as it charged menacingly toward the core of Wang Teng's consciousness.

However, after it rushed in, it suddenly froze in place, as if it had been startled by something.

"Where is this place? Is this what a Soul Master's Sea of ​​Spirit looks like?"

The dazed remnant soul of the Vajra Armor stood there, bewildered, looking at everything before it.

In the very center of Wang Teng's spiritual sea, Wang Teng's consciousness stood quietly, with a calm expression.

Beside Wang Teng was a woman in blue, her clothes fluttering, exuding an ethereal aura.

The woman was maintaining a golden magic circle, the light of which covered the entire sea of ​​consciousness, slowly rotating and emanating a chilling pressure.

The remnant soul of the Vajra Armor instinctively felt fear.