Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

Yang Jian's physical strength is indeed comparable to that of a Soul King, but that does not mean that his soul strength has reached the same level.

If one's soul strength is insufficient, their consciousness will be destroyed by the soul impact during the absorption of the ten-thousand-year soul ring, and even if they are saved, they will become an idiot.

After a moment of contemplation, Yue Guan finally decided to give the choice to Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, an eight-thousand-year-old Titan Ape, what do you think..."

"Uncle Yue," Yang Jian interrupted him, "let's cripple these two Titan Apes first."

Yue Guan was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

In his view, Yang Jian had implicitly chosen the eight-thousand-year-old Titan Ape.

That's true. Although this kid is ambitious, he shouldn't be foolish enough to challenge a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

"Step back."

Yue Guan stood up, and nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Two yellows, two purples, and five blacks.

The powerful fluctuations of soul energy spread in all directions like a tide, and the low-level soul beasts in the valley felt this pressure and scattered and fled.

Two Titan apes in the middle of the valley stopped eating at the same time and looked up at the cliff.

They felt threatened.

The male ape roared to the sky, pounding its chest with its fists, producing a deep, thunderous boom.

The mother ape stood guard warily to one side, her dark golden fur standing on end.

Yue Guan flashed and leaped down from the cliff.

Hu Liena and Yang Jian only saw a purple afterimage flash by, and the next second, Yue Guan had already appeared above the two Titan Giant Apes.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Stamens Flowing with Rosy Clouds."

Golden petals fell from the sky, each one sharp as a knife yet as light as a feather.

The petals landed on the two Titan Apes, causing no obvious wounds, but instantly slowing their movements.

The male ape roared and swung its thick arm out, trying to grab Yue Guan in mid-air. However, its movement was slowed by the golden petals, and Yue Guan easily dodged.

"The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar."

Yue Guan's figure merged with his martial soul, and a giant golden chrysanthemum bloomed in the air.

The battle lasted for fifteen minutes.

The two Titan Apes were finally crippled by Yue Guan, lying on the ground howling in agony, barely clinging to life.

Chapter 17 Junior Brother, are you crazy?

"call."

Yue Guan returned to the ground, retracted his Martial Soul True Form, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Subduing two Titan Apes at the same time, one of which had a cultivation level of ten thousand years, was not an easy task for him.

"Alright." He looked at Yang Jian on the cliff. "Come down."

Yang Jian climbed down the mountainside with steady steps.

Hu Liena followed closely behind, her gaze fixed on the bound female ape, her heart pounding.

The Titan Ape, eight thousand years old.

Is Elder Ju really going to let his junior brother absorb this soul ring?

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Yue Guan's serious expression, she swallowed the words back.

Yue Guan walked to Yang Jian's side, looked at the eight-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape, and took a deep breath.

"The first soul ring in eight thousand years, no one has ever achieved this throughout history."

"But with your current physical strength, it's worth a try."

"I will be watching from the side, and if anything unexpected happens, I will immediately stop the absorption."

"Although there will be backlash, at least it won't cost you your life."

Hu Liena finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Elder Ju!"

"Are you really going to let your junior brother absorb the first soul ring in eight thousand years?"

"What's the difference between this and courting death?"

She walked quickly to Yang Jian and grabbed his shoulder.

"Junior brother, have you gone mad?"

"Eight thousand years!"

Do you know how terrifying the energy contained in an eight-thousand-year-old soul ring is?

"Your body..."

"Senior sister," Yang Jian interrupted her.

Hu Liena froze, staring at Yang Jian's unusually calm eyes.

"Believe me."

He said only three words, then turned around and walked toward the two bound Titan Apes.

Hu Liena tried to stop him, but Yue Guan stopped her.

“Let him give it a try.” Yue Guan’s voice was deep and firm. “I believe in him.”

Hu Liena stood there, stunned, watching Yang Jian's thin figure walk step by step toward the two Titan Apes, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

Is this guy genuinely confident, or is he just recklessly courting death?

……

Yang Jian stood in front of the two Titan Apes, quietly watching them.

Both the male and female apes had their limbs broken by Yue Guan and were lying on the ground unable to move, covered in mud and blood. Their once fierce eyes were now filled with the exhaustion of a dying struggle.

The mother ape struggled to raise her head, her cloudy eyes looking at Yang Jian, and a low whimper escaped her throat.

Yang Jian glanced at it, but his gaze didn't linger.

He turned to the ancient male ape, and with a flick of his right hand, a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his palm.

The blade grows longer as it faces the wind, instantly becoming three meters long, with its three-pointed edge gleaming with a cold, silvery light in the sunlight.

No hesitation.

Yang Jian gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, aimed it at the male ape's eyes, and stabbed it down hard.

The blade pierced the body with almost no resistance.

The sharpness of the three-pointed double-edged sword far exceeded that of ordinary weapon spirits. Since the eyeballs were already weak in defense, this sword pierced straight in and easily shattered the male ape's brain.

The male ape's massive body convulsed violently a few times before going completely limp and remaining motionless.

A surge of immense energy erupted from the male ape's corpse and slowly coalesced above it.

A jet-black spirit ring floated silently there, radiating a chilling sense of oppression.

Ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Yang Jian glanced at the spirit ring, then quickly sat down cross-legged on the spot, placed his hands on his knees, and began to circulate his spirit power.

The black spirit ring seemed to be drawn down, slowly descending and encircling his body.

The whole process was completed in one go.

"Yang Jian! What are you doing!"

Yue Guan's expression changed drastically. In a flash, he appeared in front of Yang Jian and reached out to grab his shoulder.

But the finger stopped three inches away.

It's too late.

The spirit ring had begun to merge into Yang Jian's body, and a faint black light emanated from within him, enveloping his entire being.

If you forcibly interrupt it at this time, at best your meridians will be completely destroyed and you will become a cripple, and at worst your soul power will go berserk and you will explode and die on the spot.

Yue Guan's hand remained suspended in mid-air, hesitant to fall.

His face turned pale and then flushed, his eyes filled with regret and anger.

"This kid...this kid..."

His voice trembled.

Ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Yang Jian had just said that he would "subdue these two Titan Apes first," so he naturally assumed that he was interested in the eight-thousand-year-old female ape.

Who would have thought that this kid had his eye on a ten-thousand-year soul ring from the very beginning?

When Yue Guan recalled Yang Jian's calm expression at the time, she realized that she had been deceived.

Yang Jian deliberately didn't explain clearly in order to lower his guard.

"Too careless..."

Yue Guan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

He stared intently at Yang Jian's face, observing every change in the other's expression, ready to forcibly interrupt the situation at any moment, even at the cost of backlash, if things went wrong.

Hu Liena stood to the side, completely dumbfounded.

Her mouth dropped open, her eyes wide, staring blankly at Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, enveloped in the light of a black spirit ring.

Ten-thousand-year soul ring.

The first spirit ring is ten thousand years.

How can this be?