nyslfriends Chapter 17: Hunt Successful! Absorption Begins!
Chapter 17: Hunt Successful! Absorption Begins!
A blue light surged from within his body, condensing on his skin to form that handsome suit of armor.
The breastplate features a wood grain texture, the limbs are covered with snake scales, the shoulder armor is shaped like a snake's head, and the helmet is partially covered.
The armor gleamed with a faint bluish light in the twilight.
Azure Dragon's Eye!
His pupils transformed into golden vertical pupils, and everything in his field of vision became incredibly clear.
Every muscle, every meridian, and every breath of Feng Mulong was under his observation.
Two spirit rings.
One dark yellow and one purple light up.
First Soul Skill: Azure Dragon Claw!
His right arm transformed into a dragon, with blue scales covering the entire arm and his fingers turning into sharp claws.
Second Soul Skill: Spring Returns to the Earth!
Green light spread outwards from beneath his feet, forming a circular area with a diameter of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
The teammates in the area are recovering their injuries and soul power at a visible speed.
The aura of the Azure Dragon Martial Soul was released without reservation at this moment.
That was a suppression from the depths of one's bloodline.
It's not a green snake.
It is the Azure Dragon.
Feng Mulong's body stiffened abruptly.
A flicker of fear flashed in its vertical pupils.
It wasn't fear of the humans before him, but fear of the suppression of that bloodline.
The instinct ingrained in the genes of lower-level dragons when facing higher-level dragons.
Submission, or fear.
But it is, after all, a soul beast that has been around for 5,900 years, and it is not so easy to submit to.
It let out an angry roar, defying the oppressive force, and swung its tail violently at Qing Hongyuan on the left wing.
Qing Hongyuan dodged to the side, the snake's tail brushing past his clothes and shattering a boulder into pieces.
At the same time, Feng Mulong opened his mouth, and a cyan wind blade shot out, heading straight for Qing Zhengyue in front of him.
Qing Zhengyue swept his longsword horizontally, cleaving the wind blade in two with a single strike.
"It was suppressed by Mu Feng's dragon might."
The old man said in a deep voice, "Its attack power has decreased by at least 20%. Don't give it a chance to breathe!"
The four of them simultaneously intensified their attack.
Qing Hongyuan's serpentine phantom struck Feng Mulong's left rib, leaving a deep wound on its scales.
Blood gushed out, but the wound was not deep.
The Windwood Dragon's scales provide far superior defense compared to ordinary soul beasts.
Liu Yunlan's poisonous mist struck Feng Mulong's hind leg, and the toxin seeped into the wound, causing Feng Mulong's movements to slow down noticeably.
Qing Zhengyue's longsword struck Feng Mulong's right foreleg. The blade, enhanced by a ten-thousand-year soul ring, sliced through the hard scales, leaving a deep wound on the muscle that exposed the bone.
Shen Wanqing's Jade Blessing continuously provides buffs to her teammates, and the Jade Guardian Shield flickers on everyone, ready to withstand a fatal blow at any time.
Qing Mufeng was not idle.
He charged into the battle, his dragon-transformed right claw reaching for the Windwood Dragon's abdomen.
That's where the scales are thinnest.
Azure Dragon extends its claws!
Five cyan claw-like beams struck the abdomen. Although they did not break through the scales, the corrosive power of the wood element seeped into the muscles through the scales.
Feng Mulong, in pain, suddenly turned his head and bit Qing Mufeng.
Qing Mufeng was prepared; the speed boost from the Azure Dragon Armor allowed him to easily dodge the bite.
He stepped back a few paces, readjusted his position, and charged forward again.
The situation on the battlefield gradually tilted in favor of the Qing family.
The Wind Wood Dragon's attack power was indeed suppressed by the Dragon's Might. What was originally an attack that could seriously injure a Soul Master could now only cause minor injuries.
The five members of the Qing family cooperated seamlessly, with well-organized offense and defense, and each attack struck the weak points of the Wind Wood Dragon.
After an incense stick has burned.
The Windwood Dragon was covered in wounds, most of its scales were broken, and its blood stained the grass beneath it.
Its breathing became rapid, its movements slower and slower, and its golden vertical pupils were filled with exhaustion and resentment.
But it is still resisting.
It opened its mouth, gathered all the remaining power in its body, and spat out a huge wind blade.
The wind blade, over ten feet in diameter, hurtled straight towards Qing Hongyuan with a sharp whooshing sound.
Qing Hongyuan had no time to dodge.
Shen Wanqing's second soul skill, Jade Guardian, lit up on him. The pale green light shield blocked most of the wind blade's power, but the remaining impact still sent Qing Hongyuan flying.
"Hongyuan!" Shen Wanqing exclaimed in surprise.
"I'm fine!" Qing Hongyuan got up from the ground, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his movements were still agile.
Qing Zhengyue seized the brief moment of stiffness after Feng Mulong released his wind blade and plunged his longsword into its neck.
The blade pierced through the neck from the side and exited from the other side.
Feng Mulong's body stiffened abruptly.
The light in the golden vertical pupils gradually faded.
It let out a final, low whimper, and its massive body crashed to the ground, causing the earth to tremble slightly.
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"Feng'er, finish him off!" Qing Zhengyue shouted.
Qing Mufeng rushed forward, his dragon-transformed right claw aimed at the head of the Windwood Dragon, and thrust down forcefully.
The claws pierced through the scales and into the skull.
Feng Mulong's body twitched a few times, then finally stopped moving.
Qing Mufeng retracted his right claw, took two steps back, and looked at the giant beast's corpse at his feet, his chest heaving violently.
His soul power was nearly half depleted, and the radiance of the Azure Dragon Armor dimmed somewhat.
Spring was in full swing, and green light enveloped the entire battlefield, allowing everyone's injuries to heal rapidly.
Qing Zhengyue walked to the body of Feng Mulong, examined it, and only after confirming that the soul beast was dead did he put away his long sword.
"Everyone, activate the Azure Dragon Technique to restore your soul power and physical strength," the old man said in a deep voice.
The five people sat down cross-legged at the same time and began to practice the Azure Dragon Technique.
Qing Mufeng closed his eyes, opened all four paths of the Azure Dragon Technique, and his soul power surged through his meridians, quickly replenishing what he had consumed.
The light of spring returning to the earth resonated with the Azure Dragon Technique, increasing the recovery speed several times over.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qing Mufeng opened his eyes.
Both his soul power and physical strength have been restored to their peak state.
He looked at his grandfather and nodded to him.
"Absorb the spirit ring." The old man's voice was calm. "We'll protect you."
Qing Mufeng took a deep breath, walked to the side of Feng Mulong's corpse, and sat down cross-legged.
A purple soul ring slowly rose from Feng Mulong's corpse.
It's not your average purple.
It's a deep purple.
The 5,900-year-old soul ring is almost 6,000 years old, and its color is much deeper than that of an ordinary 1,000-year-old soul ring.
Qing Mufeng closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.
A deep purple soul ring floated towards him and slowly disappeared into his body.
The moment it entered my body, excruciating pain struck.
It wasn't the pain of "iron cone piercing the head" like with the second spirit ring, but rather like a giant dragon rampaging through his meridians, trying to tear his body apart from the inside.
Five thousand nine hundred years of soul power surged in like a flood, impacting every meridian and every acupoint.
Qing Mufeng gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and sweat poured down like rain.
But he didn't panic.
Deep within his dantian, the Azure Dragon Martial Soul opened its eyes.
Golden vertical pupils pierced through layers of flesh, staring intently at the raging, deep purple soul ring.
The Azure Dragon opened its mouth.
A silent roar.
The power of the Wood Origin surged from the depths of the Martial Soul, spreading along the meridians and enveloping the violent Soul Ring.
The rebellion of spirit rings was suppressed inch by inch.
Qing Zhengyue, Liu Yunlan, Qing Hongyuan, and Shen Wanqing stood around Qing Mufeng, facing the four directions, forming a four-cornered protective formation.
Their eyes scanned the surrounding forest, wary of any soul beasts that might be attracted by the smell of blood.
Time passed by, second by second.
Qing Mufeng's breathing gradually became steady, and his trembling gradually stopped.
The deep purple spirit ring is fusing with his martial spirit.
The third phase is underway.
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