Chapter 181 290,000-Year-Old Golden-Scaled Griffin.
The next moment, blood-red light swirled around them, and even the ground emitted wisps of chilling deathly aura.
The remaining dozens of fierce ghosts roared, their bodies emitting red light, exploding into red mist with their roars, merging into the enormous blood-red figure.
Roar—A sharp cry rang out from the blood-red figure. At that moment, Wu Xuan felt a sharp pain in his eardrums, and even his mind became somewhat dazed. Although it was only for a moment, it startled Wu Xuan, sending a cold sweat down his body. "Boy, die!" The blood-red figure extended its ghostly hand, and more than a dozen beams of blood-red light burst forth with sharp, ear-piercing sounds, aiming straight for Wu Xuan's head.
Wu Xuan's Soul-Breaking Spear's second blood-red soul ring suddenly shone brightly.
"Zheng—"
A resounding boom echoed throughout the entire outer area of the Mingdou Mountain Range. The blood-red figure looked towards the center of the converging blood-red light, filled with intense pleasure.
However, as the residual force dissipated, the crimson figure stared wide-eyed in disbelief. It saw Wu Xuan completely unharmed. The silvery crystals surrounding Wu Xuan had dimmed considerably, some even losing their luster.
The Soul-Breaking Spear's second soul skill, Mystic Crystal Protection!
As one of the three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, the Ice Emperor possessed not only incredibly powerful attack capabilities but also impenetrable defense.
Wu Xuan raised his spear, pointing it directly at the crimson figure. The next moment, Wu Xuan thrust forward. That terrifying second soul ring shone brightly once more.
The crimson figure didn't dodge; in an instant, the crimson color around it dissipated, revealing a deep, abyss-like, ferocious maw. A malevolent, blood-red beam of light shot out!
The terrifying defensive power of the Mystic Crystal Protection was comparable to the Evil God's Protection of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, but after enduring two full-force attacks from a berserk Evil Soul Master Soul Douluo, numerous cracks appeared in the crystals around Wu Xuan, yet it ultimately withstood the attack.
At this moment, Wu Xuan was already close enough that the Evil Vengeful True Body, its blood drained, was unable to react.
The white-haired man never expected that a single defensive soul skill would successfully withstand two of his full-force bursts.
"Second Soul Skill, Domain-Severing Calamity Breath!"
An incomparably terrifying spear light erupted from the Soul-Breaking Spear, its tip slicing through the ground, instantly filling an area of nearly a hundred square meters with dazzling silver light.
"Boom!"
The white-haired man's malevolent true form was blasted into the sky by the dazzling silver light. With a resentful roar, the black shadow turned to dust, leaving behind the white-haired man's mangled corpse, pierced through.
Wu Xuan, supporting himself with his spear, gasped for breath. He had unleashed several hundred-thousand-year soul skills in succession, and even with the support of a spiritual attribute soul core, he couldn't withstand such consumption.
After catching his breath, Wu Xuan didn't care about anything else. He quickly stepped forward, lifted the white-haired man's corpse with his spear, and quickly dismembered him into eight pieces. As expected, a strange bone shimmering with a hazy blue light appeared in Wu Xuan's field of vision.
"It's actually the most precious head soul bone. Judging from its quality, it's at least 60,000 years old. Not bad." Wu Xuan picked up the soul bone. Strangely, there wasn't a single bloodstain on it.
He wondered how a mere Soul Douluo's mental attack could have caused him to momentarily lose his senses. Seeing this soul bone, everything made sense.
After storing the soul bones in his storage soul tool, Wu Xuan retrieved the corpse of the quasi-titled Douluo he had previously ambushed and killed. To his disappointment, the dignified quasi-titled Douluo hadn't absorbed a single soul bone, a complete waste of his strength.
Azure flames ignited, and the two top-tier evil soul masters, along with their corpses, vanished from the continent.
Having completed the one-stop service of killing, plundering, and cremating, Wu Xuan happily retrieved the soul bone he had previously unearthed from the 90,000-year-old Silver Scale Griffin.
This was also a left leg soul bone, though not as valuable as the 290,000-year-old one he had fused with, it was still a rare treasure.
At this moment, an irrepressible thought surfaced in Wu Xuan's mind. Could he use a secret soul bone technique to combine two top-grade soul bones from the same type of soul beast into one?
Soul bone synthesis refers to combining several related soul bones through a special method to create a new soul bone.
These two soul bones, originating from the same type of soul beast and possessing identical attributes, are virtually indestructible when fused. A successful fusion wouldn't simply increase their lifespan; it would be a fundamental sublimation.
Wu Xuan stroked the cool, 90,000-year-old soul bone in his hand, a strange glint in his eyes. "It seems I need to hurry to the Sun Moon Empire. Leaving aside the fact that the Body Sect will attack Mingde Hall in half a month, from which I can profit, I simply need to make the trip to purchase the secret technique soul bone."
"Screech—"
A long, drawn-out eagle cry echoed from afar, causing Wu Xuan's expression to tighten, his aura sensing suddenly reaching its limit. The next instant, Wu Xuan's expression changed drastically, for he sensed two extremely powerful auras several kilometers away, the strongest of which could even rival a level 95 Super Douluo.
"Damn it, it seems my earlier actions were too great, attracting the Griffin Clan." Wu Xuan cursed inwardly and turned to flee. Although he hadn't killed the Silver Scale Griffin, the Griffin Clan wouldn't listen to his explanation.
His second spirit ring of his Wind Element Martial Soul suddenly shone brightly, and Wu Xuan activated Light Breeze to its maximum.
Sensing the terrifying aura still far away in the sky, Wu Xuan couldn't help but frown. Why was the Silver Scale Griffin so slow?
Wu Xuan leaped onto a tree trunk and looked up. In the distance, a dazzling golden meteor was hurtling towards the direction of the previous battle at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Wu Xuan finally understood. The pursuer wasn't a silver-scaled griffin, but a king of the griffin clan, one of the overlords of the Mingdou Mountains, a golden-scaled griffin with a cultivation level of 290,000 years.
A super soul beast second only to the ten most ferocious beasts on land!
Both the golden-scaled griffin and the silver-scaled griffin are kings of the griffin clan. The difference is that the silver-scaled griffin specializes in wind and thunder elements, while the golden-scaled griffin specializes in power and the fire of light.
"Phew! Don't worry, with this stupid thing's speed, even if I let you run first, you still can't catch me." Wu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and raised his middle finger towards the sky, feeling confident this time.
"Whoosh!" A piercing sonic boom suddenly resounded.
In the sky!
A massive pillar of fire, over a thousand meters in diameter, pierced through the air, its power directly evaporating and dispersing the clouds in its path.
The golden-scaled griffin's innate soul skill, Radiant Holy Flame!
"Holy crap! Has this idiot gone mad?" Feeling the terrifying power of the giant pillar of fire in the sky, Wu Xuan ran away while cursing.
Although he had already run six or seven miles away, he was still within the attack range of the Radiant Holy Flame.
Wu Xuan immediately activated the only level nine defensive soul tool he had, Red Dust Protection, a golden light shield that enveloped him.
"Little Wu Xuan, you can't hold on! Quickly use my remains! Hurry!" Wu Xuan's intense emotional fluctuations naturally awakened Tian Meng and Bing Di, who were fast asleep in his spiritual sea.
Wu Xuan pointed to the soul tool on his wrist, flipped his hand and took out a thin film that shimmered with golden light, and draped it over his body.
"Boom—"
The Radiant Holy Flame exploded with a bang, landing precisely on the previous battlefield. The instantaneous high temperature wave was like a small sun rising from the ground, and the light and fire fiercely swept across an area of nearly ten miles!
The invincible shield of Red Dust Protection didn't even last a second before shattering into dust! The remains of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm were then instantly charred.
What felt like an eternity to Wu Xuan was only four or five seconds.
Covered in a sorry state, Wu Xuan flipped his hand, peeling back the nearly burnt membrane. His blood-red sixth ring suddenly lit up, and with the activation of the Shadowless Wind, Wu Xuan instantly transformed into a gust of wind and vanished.
About a minute later, a griffin, its body wreathed in golden flames and gleaming gold, crashed to the ground. Looking at the cracked, scorched earth around it, a desolate eagle cry rang out.
"Screech—" The griffins on their way received the signal and cried out to the sky.
The ground beneath the golden-scaled griffins suddenly cracked, spiderweb-like fissures spreading into the distance. "The despicable human who killed Silver Scale might not be dead yet. Search everywhere! Kill every human you encounter!"
"Screech—" As if responding to the king's command, the griffins cried out in unison, then scattered in twos and threes.
Sensing the lingering evil aura of the remains of the previous emperor's descendant, the Golden-Scaled Griffin spread its wings and soared towards the malevolent humans within the Mingdou Mountains.
Possessing the attribute of sacred fire, the Golden-Scaled Griffin found hunting evil soul masters with ease; it could only be said that the evil soul masters who had come to hunt souls with these two Evil Soul Douluos were in for a terrible time.
However, all of this was irrelevant to Wu Xuan.
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