Chapter 144: Fifth Soul Skill: Crimson Blood Thunder Sword
As the energy from the soul ring surged in, Yang Xiong felt as though his body was about to collapse in that instant.
Not only did his skin feel as if it was being struck by lightning, but it seemed to start cracking all over.
Thunder spread throughout his body, like an extreme electric shock, and his bones, blood, and even marrow seemed to lose control at that moment.
Yang Xiong felt like his whole body was about to break down, especially as a massive Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon appeared in his mind, seemingly about to devour his entire consciousness. In the face of this terrifying thunder, the original silver giant seemed incredibly small.
At this critical moment, a blue light suddenly glowed from his right leg, slowly enveloping his entire body.
Yang Xiong's body seemed to be continuously breaking down and healing, as though it was constantly being torn apart.
The sensation of lightning reminded him of the last moment of his past life, where everything seemed filled with despair.
At the crucial moment, Yang Xiong's soul power, to his surprise, began to operate on its own, like a huge Tai Chi. Even in the face of endless thunder, it seemed to have no reaction, and his body slowly began to stabilize.
In his mind, the silver giant acted as the center of an enormous diagram, forming a massive Bagua chart, with the silver giant placed at the center.
Even facing the massive Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon, which resembled thunder itself, the silver giant was fiercely defiant, raising its head and howling toward the heavens, as if refusing to bow to fate.
Lin Gong, watching this scene, was extremely worried. Yang Xiong looked miserable. His seven orifices were bleeding, his skin was cracked, and his entire body seemed charred like coal. When his blood spilled out, it was instantly turned to ash by the thunder, giving off the scent of something being roasted.
Even Lin Gong found it strange. Despite Yang Xiong being in deadly danger, there seemed to be an unusual fluctuation in the soul power in the air.
Centered on Yang Xiong's body, a massive Bagua diagram appeared within a ten-meter radius, as though integrating with the entire world.
After several days, Yang Xiong's soul power gradually calmed, and the energy of the soul ring began to stabilize in his martial soul.
When Yang Xiong opened his eyes again, Lin Gong let out a sigh of relief.
Yang Xiong felt exceptionally comfortable at that moment, as though he had undergone a therapeutic electric shock. Every cell in his body seemed significantly stronger.
Lin Gong looked at Yang Xiong with an odd expression, feeling that this person was far from normal. At least a regular person would never be able to endure the fifth soul ring with such intensity.
Yang Xiong immediately spoke up: "Teacher Lin, how long did it take for me to absorb the soul ring? Why does it feel like you're looking at me in a strange way?"
Lin Gong scoffed: "You seem quite happy. I think you should take a look at yourself first."
Yang Xiong quickly took out a mirror to check his body. Sure enough, his appearance was quite awful. His hair was as if struck by lightning, now resembling steel needles.
His entire body was charred, giving off a slight roasted scent.
Yang Xiong also felt that his body seemed taller now. He had probably surpassed 1.9 meters, and his muscles seemed to have slightly shrunk, no longer as inflated as before, but his strength seemed to have improved in quality.
Yang Xiong looked at his appearance with a wry smile and quickly used a soul guide device to wash his body before changing into a new set of clothes.
After cleaning up, Yang Xiong and Lin Gong quickly dissected the Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon's corpse.
Once the dissection was completed, Yang Xiong was surprised to find a blood-red soul bone from the dragon's right arm.
However, Yang Xiong wasn't particularly interested in this thunder attribute soul bone, as none of the people around him were thunder attribute soul masters.
In the end, Yang Xiong kept the soul bone and prepared to leave the Star Dou Forest with Lin Gong.
The soul ring absorption had taken two full days, and his soul power had reached level 53. He had also obtained a soul skill Yang Xiong had long desired.
The fifth soul ring skill of his martial soul: Crimson Blood Thunder Sword. This soul skill allowed him to condense a sword that was over 1.5 meters in length, glowing blood-red and surrounded by terrifying thunder energy.
What was especially remarkable about the Crimson Blood Thunder Sword was that its weight was not fixed. As Yang Xiong's strength and soul power grew, so did the sword's weight. Now, at level 53, the sword already weighed over 2000 jin. Moreover, the Crimson Blood Thunder Sword contained the thunder energy of the Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon, making it extremely sharp. Its attacks could bypass the enemy's defense and even have the ability to paralyze the opponent.
Yang Xiong was very satisfied with this soul skill. On the entire Douluo Continent, soul skills that could turn into weapons were incredibly rare. Only Tang San and Qian Renxue possessed such skills, thanks to their martial souls.
Yang Xiong's decision to choose the Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon for his fifth soul ring was also based on this consideration. According to the records from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon not only had a strong bloodline but also exceptional strength.
In fact, there had been a soul master from the Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon family who had absorbed the Crimson Blood Thunder Dragon's soul ring to obtain a weapon-type soul skill. That soul master had been one of the sect leaders in the history of the Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon family.
After leaving the Star Dou Forest, Lin Gong appeared unusually serious.
"Yang Xiong, are you really planning to go to that place now? It's full of dangers, and according to legends, most people who go there never return. In the past hundred years, only two people have made it out alive."
Yang Xiong nodded: "Teacher, I plan to head to the City of Slaughter immediately. After that, whether it's the Body Sect or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll leave it to you to look after."
"If any major changes occur, please help my family hide. I'll deal with everything once I return from the City of Slaughter."
Lin Gong sighed: "I know I can't stop you, but the City of Slaughter is no ordinary place. You don't even have a head soul bone yet. Aren't you afraid of losing yourself in there?"
Yang Xiong smiled: "Teacher Lin, do you think I would be bothered by the distractions of the City of Slaughter? Yang Wudi should have told you already, my body is immune to poisons now. Even Dugu Bo's poison formation has no effect on me. I'm sure I'll make it back alive."
Lin Gong appeared a bit helpless: "Why bother with all this? The Body Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are developing very well now. Both Dragon Gong and I are confident that we will break through to Title Douluo within two years."
Yang Xiong's expression grew serious: "Teacher Lin, I have always considered you as family. I have my reasons for going to the City of Slaughter, and I need to go quickly. Otherwise, I fear something might go wrong."
"As for the soul rings for you and Dragon Gong, the five elders can take action together. With one of my two masters also helping, we should be able to easily hunt soul rings under 100,000 years."
Lin Gong laughed: "You really think we're just a bunch of old men. Do you think you, a kid, need to help us with this?"
"In fact, I've already prepared for the soul beasts, and Dragon Gong has had his sights set on targets. It's just a matter of who breaks through to Title Douluo first."
"By the way, have you told your family about going to the City of Slaughter? You should know they're all worried about you."
Yang Xiong shook his head: "I've only told my teacher, the Sword Douluo. He supports my trip to the City of Slaughter. Besides, I've been training hard this past year. Both my attack and defense have significantly improved. At my current strength, I don't think anyone below Soul Sage is a match for me."
"If I use all my methods, even some newly promoted Soul Sages might not be able to beat me."
"Over the next few years, I'll leave the protection of my family to you, Teacher Lin. I don't want to come out of the City of Slaughter only to find that I've lost my family."
Lin Gong gave Yang Xiong a smack on the head: "It's just a few family members you want protecting, right? Don't worry, I can handle that."
After more than ten days of traveling, the two arrived at the legendary black town.
This was the entrance to the City of Slaughter, and such entrances were not uncommon in the two major empires. Most people who fled into them were desperate, and very few returned alive.
Lin Gong had a worried expression: "I can only take you this far. From here on, you'll be walking alone. Remember, in the City of Slaughter, no one can be trusted. The people there are the most evil in the world, and they'll do anything to survive."
Yang Xiong smiled: "Teacher Lin, you should know me well enough. I'm cautious in everything I do. I wouldn't betray anyone, and I doubt anyone would try to trick me."
After their conversation, Yang Xiong strode into the only tavern in the center of the town. His once peaceful face was now extremely serious, even carrying a hint of killing intent.
This was the result of the past two years of hard training. With the most brutal methods taught by his two teachers, the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, Yang Xiong had already surpassed anyone below Soul Emperor, especially with his increased offensive techniques.
As Yang Xiong was about to enter the City of Slaughter, far away in a secluded area of the Fasno Province of the Barak Kingdom, a massive waterfall flowed. The surroundings were desolate, and only soul masters could find this place.
Under the waterfall, Tang San was wielding a wooden hammer in the water, but his training progress was extremely slow.
Compared to the original work, Tang San lacked the Ice and Fire Tempering, making his physical strength much weaker. He also lacked the coveted head soul bone from the Soul Master Competition, a supreme treasure that many envied.
In terms of physical quality and other areas, the gap was quite significant.
Tang San had spent a full eight months before he could perform the Raging Wind Hammer Method with the iron hammer, but even with a wooden hammer, he found it difficult to master.
Tang Hao couldn't help but shake his head. In his eyes, Tang San's talent was still unmatched, but without absorbing a soul ring for the Haotian Hammer, his power was limited at the moment.
Nevertheless, Tang San's soul power had been growing rapidly under the waterfall. In just one year, he had increased six levels, reaching Soul Rank 47.
Tang Hao was somewhat satisfied with Tang San's soul power increase, but he wasn't happy with his use of the Haotian Hammer. At least in the current situation, to meet his expectations, it would take at least three more years.
After Tang San finished his training one day, Tang Hao called him over to the pond.
"Little San, you've worked very hard this year, but you need to focus more on your hammer techniques. The Raging Wind Hammer Method is the pinnacle of the Haotian Hammer technique. While you've made some progress, your body is still lacking. After all, you're only fifteen."
Tang San quickly replied: "Father, I will make sure to grasp the Raging Wind Hammer Method and will not disappoint you."
Tang Hao nodded: "You've always made me feel at ease. But compared to that, you need some other things."
Tang Hao took something out and handed it to Tang San. Even though Tang San was over thirty in mental age, his heart was incredibly moved.
(END CHAPTER)
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