radicalducati Chapter 36 Could it be...?
Chapter 36 Could it be...?
Chapter 36 Could it be...?
puff!
With a dull thud as a sharp blade tore through flesh, the gray longsword swept through the Nether Spider's hideous head with unstoppable force!
The enormous spider head shot into the sky, tumbling twice in the air. Its eight scarlet compound eyes still held the last traces of astonishment and resentment, as if silently questioning why it had died at the hands of such a "weak" human.
The foul-smelling, purplish-black poisonous blood burst forth like a geyser, drenching Lin Yu from head to toe in mid-air.
He landed heavily, kneeling on one knee. His arm holding the knife trembled slightly from exhaustion. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently.
An indescribable heat and excitement, mixed with the intense pain after the battle, surged from the depths of his heart like magma, instantly spreading throughout his limbs and bones.
Adrenaline is pumping!
Won.
Relying on his own strength and his "legion", he actually killed a powerful soul beast that was nearly ten thousand years old!
The feeling of personally annihilating a powerful enemy and bringing a great life to an end in his own hands intoxicated him and filled him with immense excitement.
The searing pain from the impact with the rocks on my side, and the stinging pain from the twisted ankle when I landed, now became badges of honor for this glorious victory.
Just as he was enjoying the afterglow of his victory, Dugu Bo led Dugu Yan out from behind the boulder where they were hiding.
"Lin Yu! Are you alright? You're amazing!"
Dugu Yan's eyes were filled with admiration. She ran quickly to his side and saw that he was covered in blood and wounds. She wanted to help him up but didn't dare to touch him. Her eyes welled up with tears.
Dugu Bo stood a few steps away, the expression on his old face even more complex than that of his own poison.
Despite lacking combat experience, this kid managed to grind down a nine-thousand-year-old soul beast that even ordinary soul saints would find troublesome, all thanks to these unheard-of and bizarre methods.
But to say he's strong...
The battle he just witnessed made his blood pressure spike, and he almost couldn't resist joining in himself.
Is that what you call a battle?
That wasn't a fight at all!
It was like watching a lawless monkey leading a bunch of kids in acrobatics!
Without any strategy or skill, he relied entirely on the eerie ghost bride and a group of ghost messengers as cannon fodder, while he himself sneakily sought opportunities to strike from the sidelines.
But it was this very "monkey" that won.
They won decisively.
Dugu Bo felt that his rock-solid theory of Soul Master combat, which he had built up over the decades, was being kicked to pieces by this kid and then repeatedly rubbed into the ground.
He even had a ridiculous moment of self-doubt: Had he wasted all those decades cultivating his title of Douluo on a dog?
"Ahem—it's a minor incident, don't panic."
Lin Yu endured the excruciating pain, propped himself up with the Soul-Slaying Blade, grinned at the worried Dugu Yan, revealing a set of white teeth stained slightly purple by poisonous blood, and then nonchalantly flicked the sticky blood off the blade.
With a thought, the ghost bride and the sixteen ghost messengers bowed and turned into wisps of black smoke, retreating back into the huge phantom of the gate to hell.
As they disappeared, the chilling resentment in the valley also dissipated.
In mid-air, a deep purplish-black soul ring hovered silently above the headless corpse of the Nether Spider, radiating a chilling yet incredibly alluring glow.
Nine thousand years of soul ring!
A fierce light flashed in Lin Yu's eyes. Without a moment's hesitation, he didn't even bother to sit down cross-legged to regulate his breathing and recover from his injuries.
In the middle of this ravaged battlefield, under the astonished gazes of Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, he raised his right hand and aimed it at the soul ring.
"Boy, are you crazy?!" Dugu Bo exclaimed in shock. "You're exhausted of your soul power and injured. You dare to absorb a nine-thousand-year-old soul ring without first recuperating? Do you want to explode and die?!"
This isn't just audacious; it's downright suicidal behavior born of ignorance!
Lin Yu, however, turned a deaf ear.
Adjusting your breathing?
No need.
Because he could clearly feel that his martial spirit was excited and yearning!
That gate to hell is emitting a greedy "hunger," urging him on and commanding him!
The phantom of the Ghost Gate solidified behind him once more, and the ancient stone door slowly opened a crack, deeper and darker than ever before.
This time, what emerged from the crack in the door was no longer a summoned creature, but dozens of silver-gray chains shimmering with an eerie light!
"Splash!"
The chains ripped through the air, making a crisp metallic clang, like a venomous snake hunting its prey, precisely coiling around the purplish-black soul ring.
Then, something even more astonishing happened, making Dugu Bo's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.
Several even thicker chains shot out like arrows, piercing through the massive corpse of the Nether Spider and dragging out a semi-transparent, twisting, and struggling spider phantom!
It is the soul of the Nether Spider!
"hiss--!"
The soul let out a silent roar, and in its illusory eight eyes burned an intense, irrepressible resentment and malice, which was fixed firmly on Lin Yu.
That resentment and malice was far purer and more terrifying than when it was alive!
It seemed to contain the most vicious curse in the world, and even from a distance, it made Dugu Yan feel a pang of fear and her face turn pale.
Lin Yu was jolted by this tangible resentment, his soul seemingly frozen for a moment.
Something is wrong!
This hatred is just too exaggerated, isn't it?
While ordinary soul beasts may harbor resentment and bitterness after death, their souls would never reach this level.
The resentment of this Nether Spider was so intense that it wished it could grind him to dust, drag him into the deepest hell, and condemn him to eternal damnation.
etc----
This extreme, irreconcilable hatred—
In Lin Yu's mind, a long-sealed memory, which he regarded as a strange tale from his past life, pierced through the darkness like lightning!
He suddenly remembered a description of soul beasts that he had seen in some materials in his previous life.
When a soul beast is killed while filled with overwhelming resentment and extreme unwillingness, its soul and life essence undergo an irreversible mutation, with a very high probability of condensing into a treasure far exceeding the value of a soul ring.
His heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that—
Lin Yu's breath hitched. He stared intently at the spider soul being dragged by chains and constantly emitting silent roars. His eyes changed from initial surprise to ecstasy and greed in an instant!