Douluo Continent: The Silver Winged Star, a Night of Clan Extermination at the Start!

The Contra-level full-speed flight is nothing short of lightning-fast.

The mountains and rivers receded rapidly beneath our feet, and the clouds were easily torn apart.

Bai Chen lay on his grandfather's back, feeling the heart-pounding speed, and gained a deeper understanding of the eight words "The Min Clan, unparalleled in speed".

Even carrying one person, this speed is enough to leave most flying soul masters far behind.

A thousand miles away, the white crane flew swiftly, sparing no effort.

Before afternoon.

That vast, boundless sea of ​​emerald green forest, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, stretched out before us.

We've arrived at the Starry Sky Forest.

The white crane lowered its body and concealed its martial spirit in a secluded valley on the outskirts of the forest.

Despite the long flight, his breathing remained steady.

"Chen'er, let's rest here for half an hour, and then enter the forest."

The white crane found a clean blue stone to sit on and took out its water pouch and dry food.

"The outer area is mostly infested with low-level soul beasts. We need to go deeper into the mixed area between the outer and inner areas, where there are a large number of suitable targets around 500 years old."

"Remember, once you enter the forest, stay close to Grandpa, keep your eyes and ears open, and do not touch anything you do not know."

"Your grandson will remember this."

Bai Chen agreed and silently circulated his soul power to adjust his state to its best.

After resting, the old man and the young man officially stepped into this sacred and dangerous land of Soul Masters.

Towering ancient trees rise from the ground, their canopies layered upon layer, blocking out the sun.

Thick vines coiled and hung down like pythons, and the ground was covered with an unknown thickness of humus, which was soft and silent when stepped on.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth, the freshness of grass and trees, and a faint odor of decay.

The light was dim, with only scattered spots of light filtering through the leaves, making it appear even more secluded and mysterious.

In the distance, the occasional low or high roars of soul beasts and the sounds of birds flapping their wings and taking flight could be heard.

Bai He walked in front. Although the aura of the Soul Douluo was not fully released, the invisible pressure had already made most of the sensitive low-level soul beasts retreat.

Bai Chen followed closely behind, his eyes filled with curiosity as he carefully observed this bizarre and fantastical world that he had only ever seen in books.

They hadn't gone far when the bushes to their side shook violently, and several ape-like spirit beasts with long, grayish-brown fur, unusually long arms, and fierce-looking faces jumped out, baring their teeth and making threatening "hoho" sounds at the two of them.

The leader was exceptionally robust, nearly as tall as an adult when standing upright, with arms reaching past the knees, claws gleaming coldly, and eyes radiating ferocity.

"It's a Wind Baboon, a soul beast with good speed and strength, but it's also short-tempered and holds grudges."

Bai He glanced at it, his tone indifferent.

"The leader is probably around three hundred years old, but they're not stupid. Sensing Grandpa's presence, they didn't dare to actually pounce."

"Let's go, ignore it."

Bai Chen glanced at the leading wind baboon a couple more times.

Is this the same kind of "god-killer"?

It certainly looks wild and untamed.

They continued deeper, through a somewhat sparse woodland.

Several bamboo stalks appeared ahead, spaced far apart from each other.

The bamboo is not emerald green, but rather has a dull metallic luster, with spiral patterns at the nodes.

The bamboo leaves are narrow and straight, with seemingly sharp edges.

"Guzhu".

The white crane stopped and gestured for Bai Chen to observe, then began to explain.

"A very special plant-type soul beast, with almost zero aggression, but its bamboo body is exceptionally tough."

Upon hearing this, a strange glint flashed in Bai Chen's eyes.

He probably doesn't know much about other spirit beasts.

But Guzhu still left a deep impression on him.

After all, in his previous life, a famous master who had reached level twenty-nine and was over fifty years old praised Guzhu for his extreme resilience!

It would be quite fitting for a future sea god!

As they continued their journey, they encountered more and more spirit beasts, and their ages also increased significantly.

Packs of ghost wolves with eerie green eyes, silently lurking in the shadows.

The ghost leopard lurks alone behind a tree trunk, its figure appearing and disappearing, giving off a chilling aura.

And a small group of swift-wind wolves, their bodies a bluish-gray, surrounded by subtle air currents, were drinking water by the stream...

Most of these spirit beasts are between one hundred and four hundred years old, exuding a wild and fierce aura.

However, under the subtle intimidation of Bai He's abyss-like soul power, they all chose to restrain themselves and back down, merely watching the two intruders from afar with cold eyes.

Bai Chen gazed curiously at this fantastical forest described in his previous life's novels.

When asked by his grandfather, he revealed the scope of his first spirit ring target.

Finally, the grandfather and grandson entered the area near the inner perimeter.

After looking around for a while, the white crane, with a calm expression, raised its hand and pointed southeast.

"The soul beast you're looking for is rare; you'll need patience, and even more so, a bit of luck."

"We're heading in that direction. The terrain gradually rises there, with many cliffs and deep valleys, making it a favorite habitat for birds of prey and dragon-blooded spirit beasts that prefer to live in high places."

The two turned southeast and quickened their pace.

The forest grew deeper and older, and the trees became taller and thicker, some so large that it took several people to encircle them.

The light grew dimmer, and the aura of the soul beasts in the air became increasingly intense and powerful.

The oppressive aura of the thousand-year-old soul beast occasionally swept past from a great distance, like an undercurrent in deep water.

The white crane also slightly amplified its outward-released soul power to drive away any predators that might not know better.

On the afternoon of the third day, the ground beneath their feet began to change.

More and more dark-colored, metallic-looking gravel began to mix into the soil.

The surrounding trees became short and sparse, and the air was filled with a faint, peculiar smell, similar to a mixture of rust and ozone, with a faint magnetic force that could also be felt.

"Magnetite vein area."

The white crane grabbed a handful of soil, rubbed it between its fingertips, and felt the tiny magnetic particles within, its eyes lighting up with delight.

"This kind of environment naturally attracts lightning-attribute soul beasts, especially flying soul beasts that can summon lightning from heaven and earth or need metal minerals to sharpen their claws, teeth, beaks, and feathers. Dragon-blooded creatures also prefer places containing metallic energy."

He looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed on a dark gray cliff that rose abruptly several hundred meters ahead.

The cliff was steep, over a hundred feet high, and its walls were covered with honeycomb-like holes, shimmering with a dull metallic luster in the western sunlight.

On the upper part of the cliff, on the shaded side, the outline of a huge nest, haphazardly constructed from dark metallic-colored dead branches and dark brown vines, can be vaguely seen.

From a distance, it looks like a huge shadow attached to the cliff face.

Blue and white sparks would occasionally crackle and flash from the edge of the nest.

"There's hope."

Bai He lowered his voice, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Chen'er, find a secluded spot here and hide well, concealing all your presence."

"Grandpa will go up and investigate first."

"Grandpa, be careful."

Bai Chen nodded, quickly moved to a gap formed by several huge rocks nearby, and held his breath.

The white crane took a deep breath, and the pale blue swift wings behind it silently unfolded. Like a wisp of weightless smoke, it clung to the steep cliff face, rising silently towards the height of the nest at various incredible angles and trajectories.

His movements were so light and agile that they didn't make a sound or disturb any loose rocks.

In a short while, he hovered several feet above the nest, his eyes blazing as he scanned inside.

The next moment, Bai Chen saw his grandfather's body stiffen almost imperceptibly.

Immediately, he descended at an even faster speed than when he went up, as if pulled by an invisible force, swiftly and silently landing lightly near Bai Chen's hiding place, his face showing undisguised excitement and solemnity.

"Found it!"

The white crane's voice was extremely low, yet it contained immense excitement.

"It's a Thunder Prison Heavenly Dragon Eagle! Judging from its size and imposing presence, it's definitely over five hundred years old! It's resting in its nest!"

"Thunder Prison Sky Dragon Eagle?"

Bai Chen's heart skipped a beat, and his blood seemed to flow faster.

"A top-tier lightning-attribute dragon blood soul beast!"

The white crane spoke rapidly, yet with perfect clarity.

"This eagle possesses the bloodline of a celestial dragon, its entire body covered in dark purple feathers, harder than refined iron. It is born to control thunder, and its beak and claws are incredibly sharp, capable of tearing through metal! A pair of short dragon horns grow on its head, a sign of its rich dragon blood!"

"Speed, strength, and control over lightning—they are all unparalleled among soul beasts of the same rank!"

"What's even more remarkable is that it perfectly meets your requirements: lightning attribute, flight ability, and dragon bloodline! Its age is also around five hundred years!"

"This eagle is extremely ferocious and its combat power far exceeds that of ordinary five-hundred-year-old soul beasts; it can even fight against a thousand-year-old one! But Grandpa is confident that he can easily take it down."

(Thunder Prison Dragon Eagle - Concept Art)