33,000 years — this was a soul beast level that only a Soul Emperor could swallow.
But now, Jiang Xiaofeng was merely a Soul Master (魂宗). To advance to the Soul King realm, he was about to consume a soul ring from a soul beast at the Soul Emperor level. If he told anyone, probably no one would believe it.
But whether you believed it or not, his fourth soul ring was black—leaving people speechless.
"Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon, right? 33,000 years? Then let's pick it!"
They had been searching so long without finding a suitable one, and suddenly, a demon dragon appeared.
Although different from the dragons in cultivation worlds, it was still a dragon!
Mopote said anxiously, "Your Highness, are you really sure you want to absorb a 33,000-year-old soul ring?"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded firmly, "Do you expect me to absorb a 10,000-year-old one instead?"
Mopote gave a bitter smile, "But this time the gap is too huge. I'm worried your body can't take it!"
Jiang Xiaofeng knew Mopote was worried about him, but high risk meant high reward.
Though the wild demon dragon couldn't be killed by him alone, Yue Guan could handle it.
The key question: Could Jiang Xiaofeng successfully absorb the purple-eyed demon dragon's soul ring?
"Elder Yue Guan, please come out here!"
Moonlight gently fell before Jiang Xiaofeng. He had already heard everything.
"Your Highness, isn't this too risky? After all, that's a 33,000-year-old soul beast!"
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head, "Don't worry about me. I know my own limits. You just need to bring that demon dragon to me!"
Yue Guan nodded and vanished in a leap from everyone's sight.
Soon, the roar of the Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon echoed.
"ROAR!!!"
But facing a level 96 titled Douluo and a 33,000-year-old soul beast was child's play.
Before long, Yue Guan appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofeng carrying a massive beast.
"Your Highness, the soul beast is already subdued. Now you must think carefully!"
Looking at the dying Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon on the ground, Jiang Xiaofeng showed no fear but was unusually excited.
Do you know why it's called the Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon?
Because its eyes can cause hallucinations.
Jiang Xiaofeng wondered if absorbing its soul ring would grant a similar illusion-based soul skill.
He calmly approached the demon dragon's head and gently comforted the beast that was making its last resistance.
"Big guy, I hope you bring me good luck!"
Then he plunged the Zhuxian Sword straight into the dragon's brain.
The already dying demon dragon instantly perished.
Soon, a black soul ring gathered above the demon dragon's body.
Jiang Xiaofeng slowly took off his shirt, revealing his powerful physique.
It was the first time anyone had seen Jiang Xiaofeng shirtless.
No one expected such solid muscles beneath his clothes.
Yan: "No wonder every time I spar with Brother Feng, it feels like hitting steel. This isn't human—look at those muscles and lines!"
Xie Yue: "Is this what he means by building a strong foundation? Isn't that a bit too much?"
Hu Liena stared unblinkingly at Jiang Xiaofeng.
"Wow, Brother Feng's body is so sculpted!"
Xie Yue quickly covered Hu Liena's eyes.
"Stop staring! Not suitable for kids!"
Hu Liena: "Pfft, you're no better. Besides, Brother Feng took off his shirt himself. If I don't look, that's a waste. Love it!"
Nearby, Yan chimed in, "Nana, look, I have muscles too!"
Hu Liena scoffed, "Get lost. I don't care about your body. Go away!"
As Jiang Xiaofeng guided the soul ring absorption, violent resistance from the soul ring occurred.
The limit for a fifth soul ring was around 10,000 years, but Jiang Xiaofeng surpassed it, absorbing a 33,000-year ring.
Such a terrifying age—only Jiang Xiaofeng dared to absorb it recklessly.
Mopote worriedly said, "Your Highness, if you really can't handle it, we can give up!"
Jiang Xiaofeng: "Give up? That would not only damage me but might get me killed here. You all stay back quietly and don't intervene no matter what happens—especially you, Elder Yue Guan. Don't make a move!"
Yue Guan, a titled Douluo, considered Jiang Xiaofeng the craziest soul master he'd ever met.
From breaking the limits of his first soul ring to now trying to absorb a 33,000-year-old ring, Jiang Xiaofeng was defying all norms.
And now, a black soul ring began to appear slowly around him—deeply black.
But in Jiang Xiaofeng's consciousness, a completely different scene unfolded.
He had to defeat the soul remaining in the soul ring.
The Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon was a 33,000-year-old soul beast—its corresponding soul master should be above Soul Emperor level.
Yet here Jiang Xiaofeng, only at Soul Master, was facing it.
The Zhuxian Sword and the Shishen Sword appeared on his left and right.
To fully absorb the soul ring, he had to defeat the lingering soul power inside it.
The Zhuxian Sword attacked the soul head-on, and the Shishen Sword struck vital points repeatedly.
To Hu Liena and the others, Jiang Xiaofeng looked to be in extreme pain, his expression showing suffering.
Because the 33,000-year-old demon dragon's soul power was continuously corroding his own soul.
Failing to fully absorb the soul could cause a deadly backlash.
That's why no one dared to risk absorbing beyond-limit soul rings.
Zhuxian attacked directly, Shishen targeted weaknesses.
Left and right—making the purple-eyed demon dragon barely able to resist.
Especially the Shishen Sword—razor-sharp and impenetrable, it seemed able to cut through anything.
No soul beast could block a blow from the Shishen Sword.
But this was his trump card, not to be used lightly.
Against such an extreme soul ring and its soul power, Jiang Xiaofeng's twin swords defeated it quickly.
After just half an hour, Jiang Xiaofeng's fifth soul ring slowly reappeared.
He opened his eyes slowly.
Absorbing the soul ring's spirit power consumed huge amounts of his own soul power.
Although the swords didn't require his direct control, they needed his soul power to support them.
Fortunately, the process went smoothly.
(End of Chapter)