Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

"I hope you will not disappoint me in the future and will be able to reach a level above 99."

He looked at Jin Chen: "Your name is Jin Chen, right? Golden Dragon Crocodile, a soul beast that requires dragon blood."

“A dragon blood sub-dragon species with a lifespan of about four thousand years is most suitable for you. I know of an Ironclad Earth Dragon with a lifespan of four thousand three hundred years and a strong defense, which would complement your Golden Dragon Crocodile perfectly.”

"The Ironclad Earth Dragon has a trace of Golden Dragon blood in its body."

Jin Chen's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

Di Tian then looked at Qian Renxue: "Little girl, your martial soul is an eight-winged angel, which requires a soul beast with both light and holy attributes."

“This kind of soul beast is extremely rare, but coincidentally, I know of a Jade Phoenix of Light with nine thousand years of cultivation, possessing both light and fire attributes, which perfectly match your martial soul.”

Qian Renxue nodded, her little face full of anticipation.

Finally, Di Tian looked at Ling Feng with a scrutinizing gaze.

"The Dark Holy Dragon requires a true dragon species with the dark attribute."

He said slowly, "But true dragons are rare to begin with, and those with dark attributes are even rarer."

"Moreover, with your current physical strength and mental power, you are fully capable of withstanding spirit rings of even higher age."

"Around 40,000 years ago."

Ling Feng asked, "Senior, do you have any suitable ones?"

Di Tian raised an eyebrow: "Forty thousand years? Are you sure?"

"determine."

Di Tian stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"What courage."

He said, "Coincidentally, there is a dark dragon deep in the Star Dou Great Forest. It has a cultivation of 38,000 years and is an extremely rare existence among true dragon species."

"Its attribute is pure darkness, a perfect match for your Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul. However..."

He paused, then looked at Ling Feng meaningfully: "That dark dragon's strength far surpasses that of an ordinary 40,000-year-old soul beast. With your current cultivation level, absorbing its soul ring would be extremely risky."

Ling Feng calmly replied, "Senior, please lead the way. I will bear the risks myself."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Di Tian's eyes.

“Okay.” He turned and walked deeper into the forest. “Follow me.”

Qian Daoliu followed with his three children.

The group walked through the dense forest, going deeper and deeper into it.

The aura of the surrounding soul beasts grew stronger and stronger, and huge figures would occasionally flash by in the distance, but after sensing Di Tian's aura, they all kept their distance.

After walking for about half an hour, a cliff appeared ahead.

Below the cliff was a huge cave, its entrance pitch black, with faint black mist drifting out from within.

"That dark dragon is inside," Di Tian said. "Little one, are you sure you want to go in?"

Ling Feng nodded and stepped forward.

Qian Renxue suddenly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Xiao Feng, be careful."

Ling Feng turned around, smiled at her, and said, "Don't worry."

He went into the cave.

Deep within the cave, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened.

Ling Feng paused slightly before continuing forward.

In the darkness, a massive silhouette gradually emerged—a dragon over twenty meters long, its entire body covered in jet-black scales, each scale gleaming with a cold, eerie light.

Its head was ferocious, with dragon horns extending backward, and black flames flickering faintly in its mouth.

The Dark Dragon, with 38,000 years of cultivation.

It sensed the intruder's presence, slowly raised its head, and stared intently at the little Ling Feng with its scarlet dragon eyes.

"Roar--!"

A deafening dragon roar resounded, and the terrifying dragon's might crushed down as if it were a tangible force.

The cave walls were trembling, and loose stones were falling down.

Ling Feng stood still, motionless.

His mental strength had already reached the level of a high-level Soul Emperor, and this bit of dragon might was not enough to make him retreat even half a step.

"Little kid, you're quite interesting."

The Dark Dragon spoke, its voice like muffled thunder, echoing in Ling Feng's mind, "I have slept here for a thousand years, and you are the first little thing to dare to walk in alone."

The Dark Dragon's dragon bloodline was so strong that it could communicate with Ling Feng in human language within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Feng looked up at it and calmly said, "I need your soul ring."

The dark dragon was taken aback, then burst into deafening laughter.

"Hahahaha! A six-year-old human child wants my spirit ring?"

It lowered its head, its scarlet dragon eyes approaching Ling Feng, and unleashed a torrent of scorching dragon breath.

"Do you know that a single breath of my dragon's breath could reduce you to ashes?"

"You can give it a try," Ling Feng said calmly.

With Di Tian and Qian Daoliu guarding outside, this dark dragon couldn't possibly harm him.

The dark dragon stared at him for a long time before suddenly losing its smile.

"Your eyes..."

It said slowly, "You don't seem like a six-year-old child. Moreover, there is an aura about you that makes me wary."

Of course it was wary. The soul beast overlord standing outside the cave was someone it absolutely dared not provoke.

The aura of Qian Daoliu also made it feel a deadly threat.

"Speak, why me?" the Dark Dragon asked.

“You are of the dark attribute, and your lifespan is 38,000 years, which is just right,” Ling Feng said. “Moreover, you are a true dragon, which is compatible with my Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul.”

The dark dragon remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Very well, I will grant your wish."

It raised its head, "But whether you can absorb my soul ring depends on your ability. If you can't hold on and die, don't blame me for not warning you."

The dark dragon did not resist, for he knew that he was about to die.

Di Tian did not force him to go to his death, thus saving face for himself.

"Don't worry, I will resurrect you when I become a god."

Ling Feng promised.

"Hehehe, kid, although I don't think you can become a god, I still hope that one day you can come back to life."

"Of course, if you dare to absorb my spirit ring when you are on your third spirit ring, you may have a chance to become a god."

Ling Feng nodded and personally dealt with the dark dragon that offered no resistance.

A jet-black soul ring appeared on the corpse of the Dark Dragon.

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew the spirit ring to himself and then sat cross-legged.

An immense force began to wash over his powerful body, forged by ice and fire.

Outside the cave, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

"Grandpa, will Xiaofeng be alright?" Qian Renxue asked worriedly.

"No," Qian Daoliu said calmly. "That child knows what he's doing."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a mournful dragon roar echoed from inside the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a black light shot into the sky, and a huge phantom of a dark dragon appeared before slowly dissipating.

Another hour passed before Ling Feng emerged from the cave.

His aura was more refined than before, and a faint black halo flowed around his body.

His third spirit ring was faintly visible on his body, as black as ink, emitting a cold, eerie light.

"It's done?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Ling Feng nodded: "The third soul ring, 38,000 years."

Qian Renxue and Jin Chen gathered around, curiously examining the spirit rings on his body.

This was the first time they had ever seen a spirit ring that was over 30,000 years old, and it was the third spirit ring.

"Xiao Feng, what is your soul skill?" Jin Chen asked.

Chapter 39 Third Soul Skill, Dark Dragon Flame

Ling Feng raised his right hand, and a ball of pitch-black dragon flame appeared in his palm. The dragon flame remained condensed and pulsed as if it were alive.

"Third Soul Skill, Dark Dragon Flame."

He said, "A group attack skill that gathers the dragon flame power of a dark dragon, capable of incinerating everything."

"If it hits, the dragon flame will adhere to the target and continue to burn until the target dies or the dragon flame extinguishes itself."

"That's amazing?" Jin Chen's eyes widened.

Ling Feng shook his head: "It takes time to build up power and consumes a lot of energy. With my current soul power, I can only use it three times at most."

Qian Daoliu nodded: "A soul ring of 38,000 years, to have such a soul skill is already quite good. Next, it's your turn."

He looked at Di Tian.

Di Tian smiled slightly and clapped his hands.

A moment later, two soul beasts emerged from the forest.