Dugu Bo was once again taken aback by Long Chen's words.
The energy impact of a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring is a huge test for a spirit master.
Even he only dared to try absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring after his soul power reached level fifty.
Long Chen, a Soul Master who had just reached level 40, was surprisingly confident.
"Kid, are you really sure you can withstand the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring?"
"Senior, don't worry, I've already made up my mind."
Long Chen smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with determination.
Having consumed whale glue, coupled with the body-refining effects of the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot, his physique was already far beyond that of ordinary soul masters.
Moreover, he had taken the Dew of Longing for Autumn a few days ago, which greatly enhanced his mental strength.
Therefore, he believed he could withstand the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring.
Dugu Bo frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.
"Alright, since you're so confident, I'll accompany you on a trip to the Star Dou Great Forest."
The two then set off for the Star Dou Great Forest.
They reached their destination in less than two days.
Long Chen was no stranger to this forest; he had been here many times.
However, we haven't ventured deep into the forest yet.
This time, they are looking for a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, which is very difficult to encounter on the outskirts of the forest; they need to go deeper into the forest.
With his rich experience and keen perception, Dugu Bo led Long Chen to explore the heart of the forest.
After two days of searching, they finally found their target in a secluded valley.
The soul beast was four meters long, enormous in size, with jet-black fur, eyes that gleamed with a ghostly red light, and an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Dugu Bo said softly:
"It is a ghost tiger with ten thousand years of cultivation."
"I'll take this one!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Long Chen's eyes.
"Senior, let me deal with this ghost tiger myself."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression changed.
"What are you talking about, kid? This is a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast with formidable combat power. Moreover, it's faster than most tiger-type soul beasts. You've only just reached level forty; you're no match for it at all."
How will you know if you don't try?
Dugu Bo gently shook his head and smiled:
"You're too confident, kid. Absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring is one thing, but you also want to hunt down a ghost tiger with ten thousand years of cultivation all by yourself."
"If I can't handle it, then it's not too late for you to step in."
"You won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin. Fine, then go ahead and give it a try."
Under Dugu Bo's gaze, which was filled with both worry and anticipation, Long Chen stretched out his figure and faced the ten-thousand-year-old ghost tiger alone.
Long Chen focused his mind, and the Dark Night Demon Harp Martial Soul instantly appeared in front of him.
As he lightly plucked the strings, a series of deep and mysterious notes echoed through the valley, striking the very depths of Ghost Tiger's soul.
Startled by the sudden sound of the zither, Ghost Tiger's eyes blazed with a crimson light. With a roar, it pounced on Long Chen with the speed of a black lightning bolt.
Long Chen was prepared for this overwhelming offensive.
His fingers danced rapidly across the strings, and as the music resonated, a massive green phantom of a black tortoise enveloped him completely.
The ghost tiger's claws and fangs slammed into the Xuanwu phantom, but only caused ripples, unable to penetrate the seemingly thin but actually indestructible light and shadow defense.
Dugu Bo was shocked to see this.
He hadn't expected that Long Chen, as a control-type Soul Master, would have such a strong defense, easily withstanding the attacks of the Ten-Thousand-Year Ghost Tiger.
What surprised Dugu Bo even more was that behind the Xuanwu phantom, a huge snake tail quietly emerged, nimbly wrapping around the Ghost Tiger and restricting its movements.
However, that ghost tiger was, after all, a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, and would not easily submit.
It roared repeatedly, its soul power surging within it, and its powerful strength broke free from the restraints of the Xuanwu phantom.
When it launched its attack again, its body suddenly split in two, turning into two identical black shadows that attacked the head and tail of the Xuanwu phantom respectively.
Faced with Ghost Tiger's cunning counterattack, Long Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.
He twitched his fingers slightly, and his first soul skill was suddenly activated.
A gigantic phantom of a Taotie appeared out of thin air, carrying an aura of devouring everything, and collided head-on with the Ghost Tiger's true form.
Upon seeing the phantom of the Taotie with a human face and a sheep's body, Dugu Bo was once again shocked.
"What is this? Why are all of Long Chen's soul skills so strange? He's such an evil kid."
Under Long Chen's control, the Taotie and the Ghost Tiger engaged in a fierce battle, tearing at each other madly.
Although the ferocious monster was just a phantom, it possessed an attack power comparable to that of a real creature.
After a fierce struggle, Taotie displayed its overwhelming power and bit down on Guihu's neck.
The immense power rendered the Ghost Tiger's struggle futile, and in the end, amidst a desperate roar, it was completely suppressed and bitten to death by the Glutton.
"How...how is this possible?!"
"He used a century-old soul skill to kill a ghost tiger with a cultivation level of ten thousand years!"
Dugu Bo witnessed the entire process from the side, and the expression on his face could no longer be described as shock.
He never expected that the ferocious beast summoned by Long Chen through the sound of the zither would be so powerful.
Long Chen put away the Dark Night Demon Harp Martial Soul.
Dugu Bo walked towards him.
"Boy, what is that monster you summoned with your music? I've never seen it before."
"It's called Taotie, an ancient ferocious beast."
"Taotie?"
Dugu Bo shook his head.
"Boy, your soul skill is too strange. I have lived for seventy or eighty years and have never seen a soul master and soul skill like yours. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that someone could kill a soul beast with a cultivation of ten thousand years with a soul skill that is a hundred years old."
Long Chen smiled but didn't offer any further explanation.
Dugu Bo only now realized that Long Chen's confidence stemmed from his own formidable strength.
"Alright, adjust your state and prepare to absorb the spirit ring. I'll protect you."
"Okay, thanks."
Wisps of black mist slowly rose from the corpse of the ghost tiger, gradually condensing in the air into a ten-thousand-year soul ring that emitted a black light.
Long Chen adjusted his state, drew the ten-thousand-year soul ring over, and then began to absorb it.
As the soul ring absorption proceeded, powerful energies surged within Long Chen's body, like rivers flowing into the sea, creating a magnificent and turbulent scene.
Long Chen felt the immense energy surge, and beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
Dugu Bo kept a close eye on things, ready to deal with any unexpected events that might occur.
Although he believed in Long Chen, absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring was still a huge test for a young soul master who was only fourteen years old and had just entered level forty.
Time passed second by second, and Long Chen's aura gradually stabilized, and his originally violently fluctuating soul power also began to calm down.
Dugu Bo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Long Chen has successfully passed the most dangerous stage.