261: Relentless pursuit and intervention of high-age soul beasts (
The ultimate power of death turned the tattered and corroded corpse into ashes that fell on the ice surface.
Only the blood-red hundred thousand year soul ring was left, hanging there alone, emitting powerful fluctuations.
If outsiders knew about this, they would definitely say that Fang Ling was wasting resources.
It didn't take him too much time to deal with the hundred thousand year old soul beast. After putting the soul bone into the Frost and Snow Ring, he continued to move in the direction where the resentful spirit fled.
Even though the spirit of resentment saw that Fang Ling had been blocked by a powerful hundred thousand year old soul beast, he was still afraid of being caught up.
It fled deeper into the Far North, towards the territory of more powerful hundred thousand year old soul beasts, preparing to take a detour and try to enter the ocean.
At this time, the resentful spirits, in order to hide and not be discovered, all hid in the ice and moved forward.
He increased his speed to the limit of what he could carry now, but it wasn't much faster.
After two escapes, he was severely damaged.
If it were to burn its origin again, it would be tantamount to suicide.
If this is the case, it would be better to help the talented soul master with six ten thousand year soul rings.
Fortunately, the thick ice layer served as a barrier and they would not be discovered.
However, something happened that shocked it.
It didn't take long for the human to catch up with him!
How is that possible?
Doesn't such a thick layer of ice have any barrier effect at all?
It didn't dare to move, deceiving itself in its heart, maybe it was a coincidence?
Unfortunately, it was not a coincidence, Fang Ling followed it!
It was flying almost low over the ice, holding a bird in its hand, a gray undead cockatoo.
Yes, it was precisely because of the possession of this undead spirit with the effect of sensing malicious intent that Fang Ling did not worry about the spirit of resentment escaping, and chose to spend some time to kill the emerald snake first.
Malice Perception is actually a useless skill. It only provides a vague perception. Its only advantage is that it has a wide atmosphere.
But the land of the Far North is vast and there are few animals. The only thing is the spirit of resentment, which is born from human resentment and death. It is naturally malicious towards everything and is extremely easy to detect.
For cockatoos, it's like a beacon.
As long as it is not too far away, it will be found.
"Little parrot, are you here?" Fang Ling asked.
Through the spiritual connection, the parrot flapped its wings excitedly: "My God, just a little ahead!"
"Good bird." Fang Ling placed it on his shoulder and touched its feathers.
He took the sickle in his hand, activated the Blade of Lawbreak, and started to chisel the ice again.
The energy of the power to break the law spreads further, and the way is opened very smoothly.
As the person approached, the spirit of resentment seemed to feel its own heart beating wildly.
It was just an elemental body, without a heart. Now that it recalled those chaotic memories of human beings, it became a little confused.
My mentality collapsed!
This human being must kill me. This desire is as strong as the sun hanging in the sky, and it is completely undisguised.
Even if he chases me into the depths of the Far North, which is a forbidden area for humans, he will definitely kill me to obtain the soul ring!
Unable to run away or fight back, Huoshuidong used a hundred thousand year old soul beast to buy time, but he didn't expect that the beast was so powerful and escaped the pursuit so quickly.
The spirit of resentment ran fast, so it naturally didn't know that Fang Ling had killed it before chasing after it.
It had never occurred to it that there was a precedent of a Soul Emperor defeating a hundred thousand year soul beast, let alone in such a short time.
Surrender?
Or just give up and be killed, directly becoming this human's soul ring?
Continuing to move forward aimlessly, endless resentment and hatred swirled in my heart.
It is unwilling!
As a spirit transformed from natural forces such as resentment and death, it has acquired intelligence at an early age. No matter from which aspect, it is a unique existence.
How could I be willing to die here?
No, even if it means they all perish together, the spirit of resentment wants this human genius who has lived for ten thousand years to die together with him!
Make the last fight of your life!
Regardless of whether the final outcome is death.
Instead of fighting, the spirit of resentment decided to summon the Snow Emperor.
They were being chased all the way and moved forward in a straight line. They had already arrived at the middle of the core circle of the Far North.
Go a little further, hoping that Xue Di can sense that one of his fellow tribesmen is about to die.
The overlord of the Far North has no good face towards humans. Once humans are alarmed, there is only one fate for them.
The red and black cloud flew back into the sky, and under Fang Ling's strange gaze, it once again burned its limited essence.
Dragging his broken body, he flashed across the sky like a flash of lightning.
Even when Fang Ling's domain was fully opened and covering the area, it was not as fast as this.
"Burning the origin and going deeper, are you looking for death?" He also sped up as much as he could, following behind, ready to wait for him to run out of strength.
I can't catch up with it, I can only follow it.
In the low sky above the core circle of the Far North, flames were billowing from the back of the red and black smoke cloud, and its surface was constantly churning.
As soon as the thought of death arises, the world and heaven become wide.
The spirit of resentment accelerated madly in this state, not caring about anything else, just wanting to keep moving forward, forward...
It wants Fang Ling to die!
It ran in front, and the gray light chased behind.
Fang Ling vaguely sensed a bit of danger, it was a bit too deep.
He saw several sturdy Arctic ice bears. These soul beasts were huge in size and were seven or eight meters tall when standing upright.
It has a heavy build, thick hair, and incredible strength.
He heard that bear paws tasted good, but he remembered that this kind of bear seemed to have a backer and seemed to be raised by the Snow Emperor.
This time I came here for the soul ring, so I'd better not create any unnecessary trouble.
In addition, there are others such as Titan Snow Demon and so on.
The further you go in, the more hundreds of thousands of year old soul beasts there are.
The appearance of Fang Ling, a rare human, and his flying momentum were particularly eye-catching, but the dead silence discouraged many soul beasts.
The spirit of resentment specifically radiates spiritual power containing resentful emotions from afar.
It is determined to die, but is actively seeking survival.
He hoped to attract more attention so that if he encountered some powerful soul beast that came to kill this human, he would be able to survive.
The rest of the essence that was burned can naturally be restored later.
As time passed, the spirit of resentment became weaker and weaker, and its speed became slower and slower, until it was finally slower than Fang Ling!
A look of relief flashed across Fang Ling's face.
After several months of hard work for this soul beast, we are about to succeed.
Just as he was approaching rapidly and the Scythe of Death with the power to break the law was about to kill the spirit of resentment, a sigh suddenly came to his ears.
The sound is extremely slight, but clearly audible.
It was an extremely cold female voice, and her voice was filled with an awe-inspiring and inviolable arrogance.
The moment he heard this voice, Fang Ling, who was immune to ice, felt his body extremely cold and frowned slightly: "Trouble."
The worst-case scenario here happened, with a high-level soul beast intervening.
When the target of the hunt, the spirit of resentment, heard this sigh, he was extremely happy and felt that he had hope of living again.
Fang Ling's eyes did not move. He activated his soul ring, and after flashing, he continued to chop down.
It has the power of Silence that is extremely deadly, the power of Devouring that is powerful enough to break laws, and it is a fusion of soul power and mental power combined with combat skills. If this sickle is struck, the resentful spirit that is extremely weak will surely die!