Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 9 The Spider King of Death Prison (Part 1)

Black, a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, signifies the death of the Fiery Bone Dragon Vulture.

Beibei collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. The feeling of escaping death made his heart pound like a drum, and his entire back was soaked with sweat. He looked at Ling Bai, still shaken, and said:

"Thanks to you, Junior Brother Ling, otherwise we would all have died at the hands of the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture."

Ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, especially top-tier ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts like the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture, are far beyond the reach of even a three-ring Soul Master, even with the dual assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Spirit Eye.

Ling Bai's ability to defeat it head-on is enough to demonstrate the domineering nature of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and his own formidable combat talent.

"If Senior Bei hadn't drawn the Fiery Bone Dragon Vulture's attention in time, I wouldn't have been able to defeat it."

Ling Bai stepped forward, reached out and helped Bei Bei up, his tone humble, though it was unclear how much sincerity lay in his words.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you alright?"

Ling Bai smiled and asked Ning Tian.

"With you guys here, the Fiery Bone Dragon Vulture won't have time to worry about us."

Ning Tian straightened Ling Bai's wrinkled clothes after the battle. Her gentle and charming smile made Wu Feng turn her head away, her small fists clenched tightly, silently reciting the supreme truth that "a woman's revenge is never too late."

Huo Yuhao stared at Ling Bai, his expression somewhat complicated.

Fear, apprehension, gratitude...

But he knew very well that his deepest emotion was envy—envy of Ling Bai, who was about the same age and had such outstanding talent and terrifying combat power.

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but fantasize that if he had such talent, he could avenge his mother.

"Little Yuhao, don't forget that I'm the only one on the continent with a million-year soul ring. I'll avenge you someday!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm soothed Huo Yuhao's sensitive emotions.

"Yes, I believe in you, Brother Tianmeng!"

Tianmeng Ge, the Second Ice Martial Soul, Shrek Academy...

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but look to the future. In the number one academy on the continent, he would definitely absorb any methods that would help him become stronger!

Seeing that Ning Tian was unharmed, Ling Bai slowly walked towards the corpse of the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture. Gazing at the pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Brother Bai, you..."

Ning Tian jogged a few steps to catch up. As her childhood sweetheart, she knew Ling Bai very well and realized that he was interested in this soul ring.

"No way, no way, could someone be overestimating themselves by trying to absorb a ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring?! I advise that person to give up this idea as soon as possible, lest the spirit beast's soul explodes due to shock, leaving Ning Tian and me to collect its corpse!"

Wu Feng's words were full of sarcasm, but a barely perceptible hint of worry flashed in her beautiful crimson eyes.

"Little Wind!"

Ning Tian glared at Wu Feng with displeasure.

Ling Bai laughed nonchalantly, "It's normal for Xiao Tian to care about me, but Wu Feng, why are you suddenly being so kind to advise me?"

"whispering sound."

Wu Feng rolled his eyes at Ling Bai: "Who cares to advise you? I'm just afraid that Ning Tian will be heartbroken if you die! Of course, we grew up together, so I'll still feel a little regretful if you die."

After saying that, Wu Feng seemed to feel a little embarrassed and immediately added, "Just a little bit!"

She extended her slender thumb and forefinger, making a gesture that could drive Ling Bai, in his previous life, to madness, like South Korea.

Ling Bai couldn't help but chuckle. He knew Wu Feng as well as he knew Ning Tian. Wu Feng was a bit arrogant and spoiled, but he wasn't a bad person. He was stubborn but soft-hearted, which was why he often took care of Wu Feng.

"Junior Brother Ling, Junior Sister Wu Feng is right. Ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts and thousand-year-old soul beasts are completely different concepts, and the absorption experience is worlds apart."

After confirming that Tang Ya's absorption of the spirit ring went smoothly, Bei Bei joined the persuasion team.

After a soul master's cultivation level breaks through ten thousand years, the resentment of a dead soul beast will be hidden in its soul ring. When the soul master absorbs it, it will launch a fatal attack. The soul master calls this soul shock.

Only when a Soul Master's cultivation breaks through level 50 and both their physical and mental strength mature can they withstand the soul shock. Some Soul Masters have broken through their limits and absorbed ten-thousand-year Soul Rings ahead of time, but most of them ended up exploding and dying. Those who were lucky enough to survive would have their spiritual sea collapse and become an idiot for the rest of their lives.

"Senior Bei Bei, I believe you have already seen my spirit ring configuration," Ling Bai said with a faint smile. "To date, every single one of my spirit rings has surpassed the so-called spirit ring limit in the theory of the spirit master world."

If I remember correctly, the fourth spirit ring of Tang San, the Ice Sea God and ancestor of the Tang Sect, was a ten-thousand-year-old Cave Demon Spider. "I am a six-winged angel, inheriting the bloodline and pride of the Angel God. I will not accept anyone being above me."

Ling Bai spoke each word with utmost seriousness, looking directly into Bei Bei's eyes without flinching, his handsome face as indifferent as a stone carving.

"good……"

Beibei remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a single word.

He recalled the past between the Tang Clan and the Angel lineage ten thousand years ago, and then suddenly realized that perhaps Ling Bai was telling him this in this way.

They could never become true friends.

"However, the most important reason is..."

Ling Bai changed the subject: "I've taken a liking to the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture's soul skill. This lowly fire thief won't conflict with the six-winged angel, after all, what flows in one's blood can't be changed."

This statement was clearly an explanation directed at Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

"Little Heavenly Witch Wind, please protect me."

"Um."

Ning Tian and Wu Feng couldn't dissuade Ling Bai, so they simply continued to trust him as always.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ling Bai guided the spirit ring of the Fiery Bone Dragon Vulture. The black spirit ring floated above Ling Bai's head along with the spirit power.

Black energy surged continuously from the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture Soul Ring, transforming into strands of silk that seeped into Ling Bai's body. As the Soul Ring absorbed the energy, Ling Bai's original three Soul Rings—one yellow and two purple—slowly dimmed, as if suppressed by this ten-thousand-year-old Soul Ring.

Ling Bai's skin glowed with a black light, and his body felt like a lone boat on a vast ocean, with a sense of being tossed about by storms and swallowed by giant waves at any moment. At the same time, the events happening in his spiritual sea were even more urgent for him.

An ordinary Soul Master's spiritual sea appears as water, initially as droplets, but gradually transforms into a vast and boundless ocean as their Soul Power and cultivation increase.

But Ling Bai's spiritual sea is different.

The vast, desolate land was devoid of anything but impenetrable darkness and unceasing silence. The black surface was marked with numerous lacerations, crisscrossing like scars. Above, purplish-black threads hung in the sky, resembling spiderwebs from afar.

Today, the Sea of ​​Spirit finally has a new "guest." Bone wings that blot out the sky unfold, and whirlwinds of ghostly energy sweep across the land. The resentment of the Blazing Bone Dragon Vulture materializes and roars wildly in Ling Bai's Sea of ​​Spirit!

"So this is a soul shock? The commotion is quite significant."

Ling Bai stood beside a black crack, looking up at the rampaging Fiery Bone Dragon Vulture. His tone was calm and indifferent, showing no emotion at all because of the beast's madness, and he didn't care at all that it was his own spiritual sea.

"Young friend, that's not fair."

Electrolux's spiritual form transformed from the black bead into human form and quietly landed beside Ling Bai.

(End of this chapter)