"This… this is impossible?!"
Zhang Yangzi's voice shook violently, his pupils contracting like pinpricks as he stared at the battlefield.
Fang Yang hadn't just blocked the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear's full-power strike—he'd melted its legendary claws—claws said to shred dragon scales—with black flame!
Even the ever-silent Wang Jinxi couldn't hide his shock, fists clenched tight.
"That's a ten-thousand-year Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear…" he whispered, disbelief dripping from every word.
"I told you!" Xie Xie swallowed hard, elbowing Tang Wulin.
"Fang Yang's flames are broken! No ordinary Fire martial soul should be this strong!"
Tang Wulin nodded fervently. "Seriously—demand a nerf from the devs!"
His tone was joking—but awe blazed in his eyes.
Beside them, Gu Yue stood calmly, eyes glowing with quiet pride.
She knew better than anyone:
Fang Yang hadn't even activated his Golden Dragon King bloodline yet.
Just his Heavenly Flame alone could duel a ten-thousand-year apex predator!
A genuine smile touched her lips—pure joy and admiration.
"Again," Fang Yang's voice was eerily calm—yet it ignited the bear's fury.
The Dark Terror Bear roared, crossing its claws—
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Giant dark-gold energy blades shredded the air, ripping toward Fang Yang.
He moved like a phantom, dodging with impossible precision.
The blades sliced empty air, carving deep trenches into the earth.
ROOOOAR!
Enraged, the bear's eyes bled crimson.
It slammed its claws into the ground, the forest shuddered, jagged stone pillars erupted in a fan-shaped wave, locking Fang Yang in a kill zone.
The squad retreated further.
Gu Yue raised a blue barrier, shielding them from rock shrapnel and shockwaves.
This time—Fang Yang stopped dodging.
His third soul ring blazed with abyssal black light, radiating soul-crushing pressure.
"Third Soul Skill: Flame Avatar!"
ROOOAR!
Black Flame erupted from his body—hellfire made manifest.
In an instant, it coalesced into a towering avatar, its form woven from Black Flame, etched with arcane runes, blazing with apocalyptic might.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Stone pillars impacted the avatar—and melted instantly.
The bear's eyes widened in horror.
This human… defied all logic.
After a tense standoff—the forest's undisputed king did the unthinkable.
It spun around, hind legs exploding with power, and bolted into the forest depths—without a backward glance!
"It… ran?!" Xie Xie's jaw hit the floor.
Dark Gold Terror Claw Bears were famed for their fearlessness—retreat was unheard of!
In the Spirit Pagoda control room, attendants stared in disbelief.
In Platform history—never once had a Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear fled!
"Hehehe… think you can escape?"
Fang Yang's eyes flashed with icy intent.
His fourth soul ring ignited—black and white light intertwining.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Yin-Yang Chains!"
He whipped his hand forward—black flame chains snaked through the air, wrapping the fleeing bear.
SCREEEECH!
The bear howled in agony.
The chains burned its soul power and eroded its spiritual energy—dual suppression.
It thrashed wildly—but the tighter it struggled, the tighter the chains coiled.
Blackened fur, acrid smoke—a stench of charred flesh filled the air.
Fang Yang strode toward the trapped beast, the Flame Avatar mirroring his steps.
He raised his right hand—the avatar lifted its colossal flame fist, aimed at the bear's skull.
"Game over…"
The fist slammed down, heat warping reality itself.
The bear let out one final, defiant roar—then vanished in black flame.
Where it stood, only dense black energy remained and one object glowing with dark-gold radiance.
A soul bone—palm-sized, yet ending in five slender, blade-like claws—miniature Dark Gold Terror Claws, dark-gold ripples flowing like water, radiating lethal sharpness.
"This is… a soul bone?" Fang Yang picked it up.
The squad rushed over, shock written on every face.
This wasn't just any soul bone—it was the legendary Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear's right palm bone!
In the control room, an attendant muttered, "Did the system glitch? We lowered drop rates…"
Even Wu Zhangkong's eyes flickered with surprise.
He hadn't expected Fang Yang to solo-kill it—let alone score such a rare drop.
Tang Wulin suddenly gasped. "Fang Yang—could this be… the same Dark Terror Right Palm Bone that Huo Yuhao, the Spirit Ice Douluo and founder of the Spirit Pagoda, once absorbed?!"
"Exactly," Fang Yang confirmed, examining the bone.
Gu Yue stepped forward softly. "Fang Yang—keep it."
He nodded, storing it in his ring.
The others burned with envy—but knew it was his rightful prize.
On this continent—strength dictated all rewards.
"Alright—let's absorb the beast's energy," Fang Yang said, eyes lingering on Gu Yue.
She understood—the bear's lingering aura would deter other beasts.
They sat cross-legged, drawing in the dense black energy.
Fang Yang felt his spirit soul grow stronger, knowing this Platform run had been worth every risk.
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