Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

He took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

Gu Linyuan raised the Scepter of Destruction, its tip aimed at the corpse of the Human-Faced Demon Spider.

Black, destructive soul power surged from the scepter, like thin black threads, piercing the joints of the eight legs of the human-faced demon spider.

then.

"Click".

First word.

"Click".

Second tone.

"Click, click, click".

Eight crisp cracking sounds followed, like bamboo being snapped in two.

Eight spider legs broke off cleanly from the human-faced demon spider's body, rolling to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Gu Linyuan retrieved the Destruction Scepter, squatted down, and laid the eight spider legs side by side on the ground.

Everyone was watching him, wondering what he was doing.

Tang San's expression changed.

A terrible idea was forming in his mind, but he refused to believe it.

Will not.

impossible.

How could something like that appear on a thousand-year-old human-faced demon spider?

Gu Linyuan extended his left hand, his five fingers covered with dark gold blades and dark gold claws.

He lightly sliced ​​the spider's leg shell with a sharp blade.

"laugh"

The thick spider leg shell was cut open to reveal the internal structure.

Dark green flesh rolled out, carrying a strong, fishy smell.

Gu Linyuan unleashed his destructive soul power, shattering the flesh and blood on the spider's legs.

The pitch-black destructive soul power surged into the spider legs, and the dark green flesh withered, shattered, and peeled away rapidly under the erosion of the destructive power, turning into a pool of black ash that fell from the spider legs' shell.

After the flesh and blood fell away, what was inside was revealed.

Long, slender, translucent, purplish-black bones lay quietly within the shattered shell.

The skeleton resembled a spider leg magnified countless times, with distinct joints, smooth lines, and a surface covered with a layer of amethyst-like luster that refracted an eerie and beautiful light in the sunlight.

Gu Linyuan took the purplish-black bone out of its shell and held it in his hand.

The bones were very light, almost weightless; yet they were also very tough. Gu Linyuan squeezed them tightly, but they didn't move at all, and didn't even make a sound.

Gu Linyuan's lips curled up slightly.

"I've finally got you. Eight Spider Lances..."

"From now on, I will transform you into a true spear of destruction, which, together with my claws of destruction, will form my most perfect companion weapon..."

At this moment, Gu Linyuan couldn't help but show his delight.

He could disregard the usual 100,000-year-old soul bones. But even Gu Linyuan would prefer to have as many external soul bones as possible that could accompany a soul master's continuous growth.

"External soul bones are inferior to 100,000-year soul bones simply because even the most talented soul masters can hardly cultivate external soul bones to surpass the power of 100,000-year soul bones. But I am different..."

"An external soul bone, in my hands, will undoubtedly possess power no less than that of a divine artifact in the future. Moreover, ordinary soul bones will never fuse with a soul master's body; they will always remain separate. But an external soul bone, when cultivated to its full potential, will become an organ of the soul master..."

Gu Linyuan murmured.

"An external soul bone! This is an external soul bone?"

Tang San's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils dilating violently.

External soul bone.

An external soul bone that is even rarer than a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

He had heard his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, mention this special kind of soul bone. A soul master can only possess a maximum of six soul bones, but external soul bones are special. Even external soul bones produced within a thousand-year-old soul beast are second only to ten-thousand-year-old soul bones in value.

The value of an external soul bone is not tied to the age of the soul beast!

"No wonder I always felt that this soul beast was destined to be with me."

"So that's because it contains a hidden external soul bone!"

He felt as if his heart was being torn apart, his blood was rushing to his head, and his whole body was trembling violently.

It wasn't shivering from cold or fear, but rather uncontrollable spasms of the body caused by extreme anger.

In front of him, Gu Linyuan peeled off the eight spider legs one by one, shattered the flesh, and removed the bones.

Eight crystal-clear, purplish-black spider legs lay side by side on the ground, shimmering with an eerie light in the sunlight.

Tang San felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by something.

pain.

Dull pain.

It was as if something that originally belonged to him had been forcibly snatched away from between his fingers.

After Gu Linyuan finished dealing with the eight spider legs, he stood up straight and dusted off his hands.

He turned around and looked at Tang San.

Beneath his hood, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a meaningful arc.

"Just a thousand-year-old soul beast."

"You don't really think I'm here to play house with you, do you?"

Gu Linyuan's lips curled into a sneer.

“This is my external soul bone. Long Yuan, you have gone too far in bullying me and humiliating me.”

Tang San's defenses were breached.

Long Yuan is utterly inhuman.

Such a treasure, yet it had to be disassembled in front of him.

This is absolutely devastating!

The hatred of having one's external soul bone forcibly taken away is comparable to the hatred of killing one's parents!

"Give it back to me!"

Tang San's voice suddenly rose in pitch, sharp and shrill.

"It's mine!"

His eyes were bloodshot and his handsome face was contorted with rage.

He suddenly raised his hand, and countless beams of cold light shot out from his waist, cuffs, and collar at the same time.

Hidden weapons rained down like pear blossoms.

Silver needles, darts, hidden arrows, bone-piercing nails—each one was poisoned, each one capable of taking a life.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss."

The sound of something cutting through the air stretched endlessly, enveloping Gu Linyuan.

But this time, Gu Linyuan was prepared.

He was injured by Tang San's sneak attack on the Soul Arena last time because he was careless. He won't make the same mistake twice.

The moment Tang San raised his hand, Gu Linyuan had already moved.

Destructive soul power surged on the surface of his body, forming a black light film that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Ding ding ding."

The hidden weapons struck the light membrane, producing a series of rapid sounds, before being deflected and scattered across the ground.

Not a single silver needle could penetrate that layer of black light membrane.

No dart could get close to his body.

All the hidden weapons lost their power three feet in front of him, as if they had hit an invisible wall.

Tang San rushed over.

His body shot towards Gu Linyuan like an arrow released from a bow, his right hand forming a claw as he reached for Gu Linyuan's throat.

Ghostly Appearances.

Controlling the crane and capturing the dragon.

He was incredibly fast, even faster than he had been on the Soul Arena. Anger had unleashed his potential, making his movements three times faster than usual.

But his opponent is Gu Linyuan.

Gu Linyuan looked at Tang San rushing towards him and sneered.

His right hand clenched into a fist, and pitch-black destructive soul power condensed on the surface of his fist, like a concentrated mass of darkness.

Tang San's claws reached out and grabbed at his face.

Gu Linyuan sidestepped the claw, then swung his right fist straight at Tang San's chest.

"boom."

The fist slammed solidly into Tang San's chest, making a dull thud.

Tang San's body suddenly leaned back, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, drawing a shocking arc in the air.

But he only paused for a moment and did not fly backward.

His feet dug two deep furrows in the ground, barely managing to steady himself.

Then he pounced on him again.