chsdbacks Chapter 83 Breakthrough to Soul Master, Entering the Dream (3)
Chapter 83 Breakthrough to Soul Master, Entering the Dream (3)
A tiger's roar instantly shattered the Peacock Feather Bird's attack, and the Heavenly Might Douluo appeared in front of Qian Yuhan without anyone noticing.
Tianwei Douluo raised his right hand, and the Netherwing White Tiger spread its wings and leaped into the air at incredible speed. Before the peacock bird could react, it was slapped away by the Netherwing White Tiger. The peacock bird seemed unwilling to die and fought desperately, but its eyes were fixed on Qian Yuhan, its mind filled with resentment and anger.
The Darkwing White Tiger displayed its unparalleled power and majesty. Its body emanated a chilling aura, each strike carrying the force of a thunderbolt. The Peacock Feather Bird, initially attempting to resist, seemed increasingly powerless. Despite its frantic flapping of wings and attempts to defend with dazzling techniques, it ultimately succumbed to the Darkwing White Tiger's overwhelming onslaught.
Finally, the Darkwing White Tiger seized a golden opportunity, exerting its strength to bite down on the Peacock Feather Bird's neck. The poor peacock feather bird let out a pitiful cry, its body trembling violently. However, all of this was in vain; its struggles grew weaker and weaker until only a faint breath remained.
At this moment, the Netherwing White Tiger, majestically carrying the nearly dead Peacock Feather Bird in its mouth, landed steadily on the ground. Seeing this, the Heavenly Might Douluo, who had been observing the battle from the sidelines, nodded slightly and gestured to Qian Yuhan beside him, "Go."
Qian Yuhan walked towards the Peacock Feather Bird, his hand tightly gripping the Radiant Divine Sword that shone with dazzling light, like a radiant star descending upon the world. In a flash, he appeared before the Peacock Feather Bird, then raised the Radiant Divine Sword high and swung it down with all his might.
In an instant, the sword flashed like a rainbow, striking the peacock directly. With a mournful cry, the peacock's life force was extinguished. At the same time, its once vibrant and dazzling feathers seemed to lose their vitality, instantly becoming dull and lifeless. Who could have imagined that these beautiful feathers were so inextricably linked to the peacock's life!
Not long after, above the peacock's corpse, a jet-black light slowly rose. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring, radiating a powerful aura, taking shape. This spirit ring seemed to contain boundless, mysterious power, silently hovering in the air…
In the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Yuhan sat quietly on a huge blue stone. He crossed his legs, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his eyes slightly closed, entering a state of deep meditation. With a gentle wave of his hand, the Radiant Divine Sword, radiating dazzling light, seemed to be summoned and slowly moved in front of him, hovering in the air, shimmering with a mysterious glow.
At the same time, a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring exuding a tyrannical aura drifted in from afar. This spirit ring was jet black, inscribed with complex and mysterious runes, seemingly containing boundless power. As the spirit ring gradually approached Qian Yuhan, it began to revolve around him, its speed increasing, forming a dazzling halo.
Qian Yuhan took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and guided the soul power within his body to flow continuously into the soul ring. Sensing this powerful energy, the soul ring began to tremble slightly and released beams of black light that connected with Qian Yuhan's body. These beams, like nimble snakes, traveled along his meridians, gradually drawing the power from the soul ring into his body.
As time passed, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Qian Yuhan's forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted in absorbing the power of the soul ring. Gradually, a faint golden light emanated from his body, enveloping his entire form, making him look like a god descended to earth.
Seeing Qian Yuhan's state, Tianwei Douluo couldn't help but think to himself: "Little Han is truly blessed; he's probably entered a deep meditative state. I need to call Fourth Sister to send Yuhan back..."
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Qian Yuhan was unaware of what was happening outside. This time, absorbing the spirit ring went surprisingly smoothly. There was no backlash from the spirit ring, nor was she attacked by the peacock's soul. Qian Yuhan was quite surprised because, generally speaking, absorbing a spirit ring would result in some degree of attack from the remnant soul of the spirit beast. Spirit beasts willingly sacrificed themselves were rare; only those who voluntarily sacrificed themselves would not suffer any soul impact.
The peacock's resentment was stronger than usual, so why was there no soul impact this time? This puzzled Qian Yuhan. But if there was no impact, then so be it, so as not to waste her soul power!
A faint golden light enveloped Qian Yuhan's entire body. Then, four spirit rings—one purple and three black—slowly rose from around him, like four mysterious halos encircling him. These four spirit rings shone brightly, radiating powerful spirit energy fluctuations, signifying that Qian Yuhan had successfully entered the Soul Master realm, and his spirit energy had risen to an astonishing level 43!
At this moment, Qian Yuhan was immersed in the depths of his spiritual sea, where he comprehended the unique fourth soul skill bestowed upon him by the Peacock Feather Bird—Baptism of Light. The effect of this soul skill was astonishing, much like the final area-of-effect skill released by the Peacock Feather Bird earlier. When Qian Yuhan unleashed this soul skill, the Divine Sword of Light in his hand would instantly transform into over a hundred dazzling light swords, hurtling towards the designated area with overwhelming force.
Furthermore, as Qian Yuhan's soul power level continues to rise, the number of lightsabers he can summon at once will also increase. However, the exact upper limit is still unknown, but it's conceivable that once Qian Yuhan grows powerful enough, the number of lightsabers he can summon will reach an extremely terrifying level.
"Awesome! This soul skill is amazing!" Qian Yuhan couldn't help but shout excitedly in his spiritual sea. He knew what possessing such a powerful soul skill meant for his future cultivation path, and his heart was filled with anticipation and confidence for the future.
Just as he jumped up in joy, the once calm and still mental ocean around him was suddenly stirred up by an invisible giant hand, and a huge storm arose! The surging waves collided and rolled against each other, making a deafening roar.
At the very center of this sea of spirit, an incomparably powerful force rapidly gathered, instantly forming a massive vortex tens of meters in diameter! This vortex resembled a ferocious and terrifying beast opening its blood-red maw, emanating a chilling and terrifying aura.
Qian Yuhan was completely unprepared for this turn of events and had no time to react. He was directly pulled into the vortex by the powerful suction. He felt as if he were in an endless nightmare, his body spinning rapidly with the vortex, and everything around him became blurred.
After an unknown amount of time, when Qian Yuhan slowly awoke again, he was struck by a wave of dizziness that nearly made him faint again. He managed to force himself to open his eyes, only to be greeted by a dreamlike scene—clouds and mist swirled around him, like wisps of smoke, enveloping him completely. The white clouds gathered and dispersed, constantly changing shape; some resembled graceful fairies dancing lightly, while others looked like powerful dragons soaring into the sky. The distant mountains, shrouded in mist, appeared and disappeared, creating a mysterious and unpredictable atmosphere, a breathtakingly beautiful fairyland.
Qian Yuhan stared wide-eyed at his own body in disbelief. He had expected to see familiar outlines and lines, but what he saw before him left him speechless—he couldn't see his own body at all! It was as if an invisible veil shrouded him, concealing him from the world.
Just then, a large tree not far away caught his attention. Through the dense foliage, he could vaguely glimpse two figures, one in red and one in yellow, sitting there leisurely, sipping tea and chatting...
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