Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

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Deep within the ice cave lies a different world.

Yu Changkong suppressed the last trace of soul power fluctuation around him, and his whole body seemed to merge into the shadow of the rock wall. He moved forward silently, clinging to the bone-chilling stone wall.

After all, he was once a Soul Saint.

Even though he was a tiger fallen into the plains and his soul power was greatly diminished, his control over his aura was far beyond that of ordinary soul masters.

The passage ahead suddenly opened up, revealing an even wider ice cave.

A dozen or so evil spirit masters gathered here, their expressions fanatical and focused, yet none of them noticed the looming figure lurking in the shadows.

Their attention was completely drawn to the scene in the center of the ice cave.

There, several purple fire soul beasts bound by special chains were letting out uneasy roars.

The leader, a Soul King-level evil Soul Master, was also Yu Changkong's target. He was currently taking out a black leather bag from his pocket.

He untied the bag and poured out some dark, scraped iron pieces, distributing them to the evil spirit masters around him.

"Use it sparingly, because without it, anyone who touches the Sacred Flame Soul Ring will die!"

The Soul King issued a stern warning, while his subordinates carefully cradled the fragments in their hands as if they were precious treasures.

Yu Changkong saw it all clearly from the shadows.

Those fragments appear to be the product of some kind of metal being forcibly crushed.

What happened next completely overturned his understanding.

A malevolent spirit master stepped forward with a sinister grin and killed a thousand-year-old purple fire spirit beast with a single strike.

hum-

A deep purple soul ring slowly rose up.

Without the slightest hesitation, the evil spirit master sat down cross-legged and immediately began meditating and absorbing the essence.

The moment his soul power touched the soul ring, a sudden change occurred!

The purple spirit ring seemed to come alive, giving him no chance to absorb it. Instead, it pounced and actively burrowed into the evil spirit master's body!

"what?!"

Yu Changkong's mind trembled violently.

Soul rings...can actively attack soul masters?

This completely violates the ironclad rules of Douluo Continent!

This proactive integration characteristic, in a sense, completely eliminates the age limit for absorbing soul rings.

Even the weakest Soul Master can theoretically have a ten-thousand-year-old or even a hundred-thousand-year-old Purple Flame Soul Ring "integrated" into their body.

Of course, the price was... death.

It was instantly reduced to ashes by the violent purple fire.

Just as the evil spirit master was about to be engulfed by the purple flames, he suddenly threw the fragments and powder in his hand forward!

scoff!

A ball of pure white flame suddenly burst into flames!

The flames were blindingly bright, like white phosphorus burning intensely in the air, emitting a strange aura that somehow counteracted the approaching purple flames.

The purple soul ring power was momentarily blocked by the white flames.

And that brief moment of respite was enough.

The spirit ring has been successfully integrated.

The white flames enveloped the evil spirit master, intertwining and colliding with the purple flames burning on his body, before finally slowly extinguishing.

Successful.

From beginning to end, it's all just a matter of a breath.

Yu Changkong felt his hands and feet go numb from watching.

This method of absorbing spirit rings is simply unheard of!

He also understood that when the people of the northernmost tribes absorbed this kind of soul ring, it was less about absorption and more about being controlled by the purple fire soul ring; they were being refined by the soul ring.

The absorption of this special spirit ring is also quite peculiar; it only takes a few breaths.

The next second, Yu Changkong's expression changed again.

Not everyone is so lucky.

A greedy evil spirit master attempted to absorb a purple fire spirit ring that was nearly five thousand years old.

Perhaps he had a little less powder in his hand.

White flames rose, but failed to completely suppress them before the purple flames fully erupted.

"what--!"

A piercing scream echoed through the ice cave.

The evil spirit master didn't even have time to struggle before he was reduced to ashes amidst the intertwined purple and white flames, scattering on the ground.

The surrounding evil spirit masters ignored this, their faces filled with only greed and fanaticism.

Yu Changkong forced himself to calm down, his gaze fixed intently on those evil soul masters.

He saw that after those people finished absorbing the black fragments, they all carefully tied the remaining fragments tightly to their arms or waists with strips of cloth.

These dark fragments were the key to survival.

His gaze finally settled on the Soul Emperor leader.

This person did not participate in the absorption; he simply stood with his hands behind his back, observing coldly.

Around his neck hung a chain, at the end of which hung a fragment.

Unlike the fragments of others.

The fragment was not black; instead, it shimmered with a bright, strange light.

Its quality far surpasses that of others.

Just then, the absorption ritual seemed to be nearing its end.

The evil spirit masters began to scan their surroundings, becoming wary.

Yu Changkong's heart trembled.

I can't stay here any longer.

These people were focused entirely on their spirit rings, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of them.

Now that his soul power is greatly depleted, he has no chance of survival if he is discovered.

Without hesitation, he transformed into an inconspicuous shadow once again and quietly withdrew from the eerie cave.

When Yu Changkong reappeared in the prison area, exuding a chilling aura, Ah Yin, who had been anxiously waiting, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

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Meanwhile, outside the valley.

The cold wind howled, whipping up ice crystals from the ground that scraped against people's faces like knives.

The two sisters, Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi, huddled together, wrapped in the clothes given to them by Yu Xiaoheng, yet they still felt a bone-chilling cold.

But their hearts were surprisingly at peace.

Not far away, Yu Xiaoheng sat cross-legged, his body enveloped in a faint golden light.

His breathing was steady and long, each breath seemingly merging with the pulse of the world.

The two sisters had never seen anyone like this before.

In the far north, whether it was their teacher or other Soul Masters they encountered by chance, everyone's face was filled with fear and unease, like stray dogs, wanting only to escape this desolate place as soon as possible.

Ke Yu Xiaoheng, despite being in the same perilous situation, remained remarkably calm.

Chapter 177 Parting Ways

That calm and composed demeanor gradually soothed the sisters' fearful hearts.

Just like when they were little, when the wind and rain were raging outside the window, with thunder and lightning, they would huddle under the covers, shivering.

The fear would vanish as soon as I could hear my parents and elders talking softly outside.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoheng's voice was exactly like that.

What they didn't know was that Yu Xiaoheng was not without fear.

Since his transmigration, he has lived in constant fear.

Fearing the awakening of that destined tragic martial spirit, how could one survive in a world dominated by individual power?

Others only feel fear when faced with dire straits.

From the moment he was born, he stood on the edge of a precipice of despair.

Yu Xiaoheng had long been accustomed to coexisting with fear.

Even if you can't win, you can still move forward without changing your expression in the abyss of fear.

At this moment, they were in the most remote and desolate place in the far north.

He was disturbed.

Yet... his mindset became increasingly calm, and his brain worked at lightning speed.