Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 516 Zhu Zhuqing's Third Soul Ring
Upon hearing High Priest Zhu Hongye's words, Zhu Zhuqing's usually cold eyes instantly lit up with uncontrollable joy.

The Shadow Leopard, which is nearly four thousand years old, far exceeds her previous expectations in terms of both age and attributes, and is indeed the most ideal choice she can find at present.

Suppressing her excitement, she respectfully addressed Zhu Hongye:
"Then I'll have to trouble you, High Priest."

Looking at her niece's polite demeanor, Zhu Hongye shook her head with a hint of helplessness, her tone carrying a touch of elder's doting affection: "Silly child, why are you being so polite with your aunt?"

Zhu Zhuqing felt a slight warmth in her heart and softly hummed in agreement.

Zhu Hongye's aura suddenly changed; the previous peaceful and restrained feeling disappeared without a trace, replaced by a majestic aura befitting a Title Douluo.

She didn't even use any powerful soul skills; she simply waved her hand casually, and an incredibly solid soul force slammed forward like an invisible giant hammer.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the dense thicket of bushes that blocked the view and several trees as thick as bowls snapped in two, sending wood chips flying and clearing a space in an instant.

In the center of the open space, the figure of a soul beast was clearly visible, its body crouching low warily, emitting a threatening growl from its throat.

This Shadow Leopard is nearly three meters long, and its streamlined body exudes an explosive sense of power.

Its fur is not pure black, but a deep dark purple, covered with irregular, shadowy patterns that seem to absorb light, making it extremely deceptive in the dappled light and shadow of the forest.

What is most striking is its pair of narrow pupils, which are a cold amber color and are staring intently at the suddenly appearing powerful human, full of wildness and vigilance.

Just standing there, it gives people a feeling of extreme speed and extraordinary agility.

However, perhaps realizing the extreme danger posed by the human before it, a hint of fear flashed in its amber eyes.

Almost the instant it appeared, it exerted force with its limbs, and its body seemed to merge into the wind, transforming into a blurry shadow, about to shoot off to the side and rear!

However, its struggles were futile in the face of a well-prepared Title Douluo, especially against the owner of the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, who was known for its speed.

Zhu Hongye snorted coldly: "Trying to leave?"

Beneath her feet, the first yellow century-old soul ring instantly lit up. The light was not dazzling, but it carried a refined and sharp aura.

"The first soul skill, Netherworld Thrust!"

There was no earth-shattering movement; Zhu Hongye's figure seemed to sway slightly, leaving an almost imperceptible afterimage in place.

In the next instant, she appeared like a ghost directly in front of the path that the Shadow Leopard was trying to escape.

With his right hand's five fingers together, a faint black light swirling around the fingertips, he seemingly made a casual swipe forward!
"laugh--!"

A sharp whistling sound rang out.

Despite pushing its speed to the limit, the Shadow Leopard had no time to make any effective evasive maneuvers.

It felt an irresistible, sharp force instantly tear through its soul power defense and strike its most vulnerable area, the waist and abdomen!
"Ouch——!"

A mournful cry rang out, abruptly halting the Shadow Leopard's charge; its massive body was sent flying sideways like a kite with a broken string.
It crashed heavily into a large tree, causing leaves to fall in a flurry.

A deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on its waist and abdomen, blood gushing out. Its breath instantly weakened, and it could only slump to the ground, twitching weakly.

He was clearly severely injured and incapacitated.

Zhu Hongye withdrew her hand, her aura returning to calm, as if the lightning-fast attack just now was merely an illusion.

She turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing and said calmly, "Go, Zhuqing, give it the final blow, and then absorb the soul ring in peace."

"With your aunt protecting you, no one can disturb you." "Yes, thank you... Aunt."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and longing for great power in her heart, and nodded solemnly.

She strode forward, looked at the dying Shadow Leopard on the ground, and summoned her Martial Soul.

A flash of cold light appeared from the sharp claws, cleanly and decisively ending the suffering of this thousand-year-old soul beast.

A deep purple spirit ring slowly emerged from the corpse of the Shadow Leopard, its light swirling and radiating powerful energy fluctuations.

Without further hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing immediately sat down cross-legged, focused her mind, and circulated her inner soul power.

He stretched out his right hand and used his own soul power to guide the purple millennium soul ring to slowly envelop him.

The moment the soul ring energy entered her body, Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body trembled violently, and her beautiful brows furrowed instantly.

The energy of a four-thousand-year-old soul ring is far too immense and domineering for the body and meridians of a level 30 Soul Master.

That force, like a raging torrent, surged through her body, bringing excruciating pain.

Her face began to turn pale, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Clearly, the absorption process is not easy; in fact, it can be described as extremely difficult and dangerous.

Seeing this, Hu Liena, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but show a look of worry in her beautiful eyes.

Although she knew that Zhu Zhuqing was exceptionally talented and had a solid foundation, absorbing a spirit ring beyond one's level was still extremely dangerous.

She couldn't help but quietly move closer to Dai Chengfeng and whisper in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Hey, Dai Chengfeng, is Zhu Qing... really okay?"

"This is a spirit ring that's nearly four thousand years old. Isn't that a bit too much to ask for?"

Ning Rongrong also heard Hu Liena's question and cast a concerned and nervous glance at her as well.

As a support-type Soul Master, she was even more aware of the immense strain such an energy shock placed on her body.

Dai Chengfeng's gaze never left Zhu Zhuqing. He could see every trace of pain on her face, and his heart ached just as much.

But he had absolute confidence in Zhu Zhuqing's perseverance and potential.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the slight turmoil in his heart, and shook his head. "Don't worry."

"After I sent Zhu Qing to be tempered with elixirs, her meridians became far more resilient than those of the same level, and her willpower was even more tenacious."

"This little difficulty won't defeat her; we should trust her."

Looking at his calm and confident profile, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong felt their unease dissipate somewhat. They exchanged a glance and nodded gently.

He refocused his attention on Zhu Zhuqing, who was absorbing the spirit ring, and silently prayed for her.

Time passed second by second, the light in the forest grew dimmer, and night gradually fell.

The fluctuations of Zhu Zhuqing's soul power were sometimes intense and sometimes calm, and her expression changed constantly with the impact of the energy.

But she didn't utter a single groan of pain throughout.

He simply bit his lower lip, relying on his strong willpower to guide the enormous energy to wash over and expand his meridians, and slowly draw it into his dantian.

(End of this chapter)