The four slowed down, concealed their breathing, and descended slowly, eventually hovering in mid-air.

Looking down, one could see a large black feline spirit beast lying among a jagged pile of rocks.

The soul beast was entirely black, with only faint silver markings on its forehead and the ends of its limbs. Its vertical pupils gleamed with a ghostly green light in the shadows.

It was dozing with its eyes half-closed, its long tail swaying slowly behind it, each sway accompanied by a faint whooshing sound.

"Netherworld Leopard Cat".

Zhu Zhuqing said softly, her tone revealing undisguised surprise.

She herself is the owner of the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, so she is naturally very familiar with this kind of soul beast of the same origin.

The size and aura of this Netherworld Leopard Cat before them were far beyond those of ordinary members of its kind.

Sword Douluo nodded slightly, said nothing more, and with a thought, shouted, "Slaughter Domain, activate!"

A crimson light suddenly shone from his body, then transformed into an invisible, thick, blood-like oppressive force that swept down upon the Netherworld Leopard Cat below.

The oppressive force came too fast, so fast that the Netherworld Leopard Cat didn't even have time to react before it felt as if a huge mountain was crashing down on its head.

The ghostly leopard cat's limbs went limp, and it let out a low, mournful wail as its entire body was firmly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

It struggled desperately, its limbs digging deep furrows in the ground, but the force was too strong. It didn't even have the strength to lift its head to look at its enemy, let alone break free.

Ning Rongrong quickly moved closer to Zhu Zhuqing and asked anxiously, "Zhuqing, how is the soul beast down there?"

Zhu Zhuqing carefully examined it for a moment, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes. She nodded repeatedly and said, "The Netherworld Leopard Cat is about 30,000 years old, which is just within the range that I can absorb. Moreover, it has a very high compatibility with my martial soul. It's acceptable."

"Then hurry up and go, we'll protect you!"

Wang Teng reminded him from the side, while his eyes scanned the surroundings warily to prevent other soul beasts from taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing responded and leaped down, landing lightly on the ground like a black leaf.

She walked up to the Netherworld Leopard Cat, which was immobilized by the Killing Domain, and looked down at its terrified green vertical pupils.

The Netherworld Leopard Cat seemed to sense its fate, letting out a final, mournful howl, but it was all too late to turn back.

Zhu Zhuqing raised her right arm, her slender fingers joined together like a knife, and a dark light condensed, compressed, and took shape between her fingers, transforming into a soul power blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Third Soul Skill: Netherworld Slash".

She uttered those words softly, then swung her arm down, and a streak of black light silently swept past.

The black light was so fast that the naked eye couldn't even catch its trajectory. All that could be seen was a thin red line appearing on the neck of the Netherworld Leopard Cat. Then, the entire head silently slid off the body and fell onto the grass with a "plop," the cut as smooth as a mirror.

A black spirit ring slowly rose from the corpse, gleaming with a cold luster under the sunlight.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing immediately sat down cross-legged, placed her hands on her knees, closed her eyes, and circulated her soul power to slowly draw the soul ring to herself.

The moment the spirit ring touched her body, her body trembled slightly and her brows furrowed, but she quickly regained her composure.

The Netherworld Leopard Cat's soul ring and Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Spirit Cat martial soul are originally from the same source.

Therefore, she absorbed the energy much more smoothly than ordinary soul masters.

Wang Teng, Sword Douluo, and Ning Rongrong each occupied a different position, protecting Zhu Zhuqing in the middle.

Sword Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly relaxed, but in reality, his divine sense had already covered every blade of grass and every tree within a radius of several miles, and no movement could escape his perception.

Wang Teng squatted on a rock, his wings half-spread, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Although Ning Rongrong couldn't offer any real help, she stood quietly to the side, not bothering Zhu Zhuqing.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

An hour passed, then two hours passed...

The surging energy fluctuations around Zhu Zhuqing's body gradually calmed down from their initial intense agitation, and eventually completely subsided into her body.

Three hours later, Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were deeper and clearer than before, with what seemed like a dark starry sky hidden deep within their pupils.

She stood up, stretched her limbs, and a surge of soul power, much stronger than before, naturally flowed from her body.

Wang Teng went up to her and asked with concern, "How are you?"

Zhu Zhuqing's lips curled up slightly, a smile that, though faint, was genuine and warm: "Level sixty-two."

Those four simple words brought smiles to everyone's faces.

"Let's go."

With a casual gesture, Sword Douluo lifted Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong with a gentle surge of soul power.

"Next, we need to hunt souls for Rongrong. It's getting late, so we need to hurry."

The four of them took to the air again, soaring through the gradually darkening sky and flying deeper into the Sunset Forest.

As Sword Douluo flew, he turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong and asked in a gentle and patient tone, "Rongrong, what kind of spirit beast do you need for your sixth spirit ring?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and thought for a moment, then counted on her fingers and said, "My first soul skill is strength amplification, my second soul skill is speed amplification, my third soul skill is soul power amplification, my fourth soul skill is defense amplification, and my fifth soul skill is attack amplification."

"Following this logic, the sixth soul skill should be Healing Amplification."

"Therefore, I need a soul beast that is good at healing or life restoration, preferably around 30,000 years old. If it is too old, I'm afraid it won't be able to absorb the energy, and if it is too young, it won't be worthy of the sixth soul ring's grade."

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng quickly took out the map again.

Based on the surrounding terrain features, he visually estimated the direction of the mountains, the distribution of rivers, and the type of vegetation to roughly determine the current location of the four people.

Then, Wang Teng used his finger to trace across the map, searching for a hunting ground nearby that met Ning Rongrong's needs.

After a moment, his finger suddenly stopped at a spot, and his eyes lit up: "Thirty miles to the southwest, there is a small grassland."

"The map indicates that a herd of glass deer inhabits that area."

"This kind of soul beast is born with the attributes of light and healing ability, which is highly compatible with Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"Let's go take a look; maybe we can find something suitable for a suitable year."

"go!"

Without saying a word, Sword Douluo activated his soul power and led the three of them toward the southwest.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the four of them flew out of the continuous forest.

Suddenly, a vast expanse of lush green grassland unfolded before us, the grass undulating in the wind like green waves surging across the land.

Although Sunset Forest is called a "forest," it is actually a vast hunting area with diverse terrain. It is not just a forest; the grassland in front of us is one of the special environments.

Scattered along the edge of the grassland are a few groves of trees, and a clear stream meanders through the center of the grassland, nourishing this fertile land.

The four people hovered in mid-air, looking down from a great height with an unobstructed view.

Wang Teng strained his eyes and soon spotted a herd of deer grazing leisurely in the middle of the grassland.

The deer were pale gold in color, their fur smooth as satin, reflecting a warm and soft glow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

They have tall, intricately branched antlers, with a faint shimmering light on them, as if they were cast from glass.

"The Glazed Deer!"

Ning Rongrong exclaimed excitedly, then widened her eyes and searched carefully.

Not long after, she suddenly pointed downwards, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement: "Wang Teng, look there."

"That one, the biggest one!"

"Around 30,000 years ago, I can see that the soul power fluctuations are very strong!"

Following the direction Ning Rongrong pointed, Wang Teng indeed saw the soul beast.

It was an exceptionally large male glass deer, with a shoulder height more than two people tall, and its pale golden fur almost shone in the sunlight.

At this moment, the soul beast was leisurely munching on the tender grass with its head down, completely unaware that danger was about to descend from the sky.

Without hesitation, Wang Teng's eyes flashed as he activated his Soul Bone Technique.

"Soul Bone Skill: Teleportation!"

His figure vanished into thin air as if he had never existed.

In the next instant, Wang Teng appeared directly above the head of the glass deer.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Spinning Top True Form!"

Wang Teng radiated light, and in an instant, he transformed into one with his weapon.

The powerful spinning top martial spirit manifested.

It was a huge metal top, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, more than three meters long and more than two meters high, with sharp edges that reflected a chilling light in the sunlight.

The giant spinning top hung in mid-air, rotating slowly and producing a low hum.

Ultimate Weapon: Ten Thousand Tons of Pressure!

Wang Teng's voice emanated from the golden light shield at the top of the spinning top, carrying a metallic echo.

A dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the spinning top, and then the entire behemoth crashed down like a meteor towards the glazed light deer below.

"boom--!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

A giant metal top, three meters long and two meters high, fell from the sky and landed squarely on the back of the Glass Deer.

The immense pressure was more than enough to make the entire grassland tremble. Centered on the point where the top landed, the turf rolled outwards, mud flew everywhere, and a shallow pit was created in the ground.

"Snap—"

The moment the two made contact, the spine of the 30,000-year-old soul beast emitted a teeth-grinding sound of bones shattering, crisp and resolute, like a thick tree branch being snapped in two.

"Waaah—"

The Glazed Deer let out a short, mournful cry, its four legs buckled at the same time, and its massive body collapsed with a crash, slamming heavily onto the grass and kicking up a cloud of dust.

It struggled twice, kicked its legs, and then began to convulse.

On the grassland, the other glittering deer were terrified by this sudden appearance of a giant creature and scattered in all directions. Their golden figures cast long shadows in the setting sun and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo, and Zhu Zhuqing slowly landed on the ground.

Ning Rongrong quickly walked to Wang Teng's side.

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