Sword Douluo opened the white jade box, revealing a soul bone that emitted a faint, ethereal glow. Pure and radiant, it lay quietly inside the case.
This was the kind of treasure that any spirit master would dream of—a priceless artifact.
"This soul bone was something Fengzhi won at an auction and gifted to me," Sword Douluo said.
"Originally, I planned to use it myself. But thinking it through… at my age, it's unlikely I'll progress much further. I'd rather pass it on to you."
His usually stern gaze softened, tinged with appreciation.
"You're already far stronger than I was at your age. Maybe, one day, you'll break through to the legendary Rank 99—Transcendent Douluo.
Let this help you take another step toward that future."
"Grandpa Jian…"
Chen Feng exhaled deeply, moved.
Sword Douluo chuckled.
"What's wrong? Don't be sentimental. This soul bone came from a 20,000-year-old pangolin—just like your second spirit ring—and carries piercing attributes. It suits your fighting style perfectly."
"No, no—that's not what I meant."
Chen Feng shook his head, then gently waved his hand. Another soul bone appeared in his palm.
"I meant… if I were to absorb two soul bones at once—wouldn't that be even better?"
"What?"
Sword Douluo was stunned.
"When did you get your hands on another soul bone? Let me see…"
His eyes widened as he inspected the new item.
"It's a ten-thousand-year right leg soul bone!"
He stared blankly.
When did soul bones become so common?
And don't forget—Chen Feng already had an external soul bone.
Now, counting the one from Sword Douluo, he had three soul bones.
Even Sword Douluo himself, after a lifetime of effort, only possessed two.
Chen Feng, at just fourteen, had already surpassed him.
Chen Feng scratched his head sheepishly.
"I got this one by chance. Two purple-robed bishops from Spirit Hall ambushed me in the city of Pilisno. I killed them, and… well, it was just a lucky find."
Sword Douluo nodded thoughtfully.
"Since that's the case, keep them both. The more strength you have, the safer you'll be.
But listen closely—never reveal your soul bone abilities unless necessary.
If someone covets them, you might find yourself being hunted."
Chen Feng nodded solemnly. He understood.
Under Sword Douluo's guidance, he began absorbing both soul bones, one after the other.
They were:
Gale's Right Leg Bone
Piercing Left Arm Bone
Before long, the absorption was complete.
Each soul bone gifted Chen Feng with a soul skill:
Gale Blade — from the leg bone, enhancing his movement and speed;
Heart-Piercing Arrow — from the arm bone, refining his precision and lethality.
But that wasn't all.
His left arm and right leg felt stronger, imbued with deeper power. The right leg, when paired with his Divine Dragon Nine Shadows movement technique, made him incredibly agile.
Even a Spirit Sage would struggle to catch him without serious effort.
The absorption also granted him a three-level increase in soul power.
Combined with his recent intense training and combat sparring, his spirit power had now reached the peak of Level 49, just in time to hunt for a fifth spirit ring.
"Let me take you to the Slaughter City myself," Sword Douluo said.
"We'll get your fifth spirit ring on the way."
Chen Feng nodded without hesitation.
Together, they bid farewell to the others and set out on their journey toward Slaughter City.
As they walked, Chen Feng asked,
"Grandpa Jian, do you know where Slaughter City is located?"
Because in Chen Feng's past life, Sword Douluo had never acquired the Killing God Domain, only the Seven Kill Domain. There was no way he had been there.
Sword Douluo's body stiffened slightly.
He turned to look at Chen Feng.
"I thought you knew where it was...?"
Of course I do, Chen Feng thought.
Slaughter City was the legacy left behind by the Asura God, and the Asura God himself was sealed inside his martial spirit.
How could he not know?
But he couldn't say that. Instead, he feigned an uncertain expression.
"I… only know a few vague clues. I'm not sure of the exact location."
Sword Douluo suddenly chuckled.
"Haha, just teasing you. The Clan has known the location for a long time.
No one's gone simply because… It's too dangerous."
Chen Feng wiped away a bead of cold sweat.
He hadn't expected Sword Douluo to have a mischievous side.
Still, he was relieved—at least they wouldn't waste time searching aimlessly.
Back on the road, their conversation dwindled.
Sword Douluo led Chen Feng along winding mountain paths, trekking through uninhabited regions and dense spirit beast forests.
When the terrain became impassable, Sword Douluo would use sword flight, carrying Chen Feng through the air.
Though fast, this method drained soul power quickly and left little time to react in combat.
But Sword Douluo was no ordinary soul master.
With a mere release of his aura, he frightened off countless spirit beasts.
Their journey went smoothly.
After half a month, they arrived at a small mountain town.
From a distance, it seemed normal. But upon closer look, a strange, oppressive aura hovered over it, as though the entire area were shrouded in shadow.
It wasn't the coldness of temperature—Chen Feng's body had long since adapted to such things.
It was a deep chill of the soul, a discomfort that made one's skin crawl—a profound unease.
"That… is Slaughter City."
Standing on a distant mountaintop, Sword Douluo pointed toward the town.
"Our knowledge of Slaughter City is limited.
All we know is that within its borders, spirit abilities become useless.
Even soul masters can only rely on basic physical strength and their martial spirit's raw form."
"I know," Chen Feng nodded.
Ever since he began cultivating, he had trained daily to suppress his soul power, refining his base strength.
For the sake of obtaining the Killing God Domain, Chen Feng had been preparing since the age of six.
No one was more ready than he.
Sword Douluo was reassured by his answer.
Chen Feng's personality was sharp but steady—he needed no further warnings.
"Then, before we enter," Sword Douluo said, "let's hunt your fifth spirit ring."
They left the mountain and moved into a nearby spirit beast forest, not as vast as the Star Dou or Sunset Forest, but more than enough to find a 20,000-year-level beast.
Sword Douluo activated his Seven Kill Domain, spreading its deep blue aura hundreds of meters wide.
Low-level spirit beasts, sensing the pressure, fled in all directions.
Sword Douluo led Chen Feng straight into the forest's core—only there would strong beasts appear.
Sure enough, not long after, a surge of powerful spirit energy erupted nearby.
A massive arrowback boar emerged.
Sensing that its opponent was a Titled Douluo, it turned and fled immediately