Douluo didn't give chase. Although the Wind Dragon was injured, its speed was still considerable. Catching up would take considerable effort, and even then, success wasn't guaranteed.
This was the Wind Dragon's strength; its speed far surpassed that of humans and beasts of the same level.
It could control the battle, attacking or retreating at will.
They thought it was over, but little did they know, this was just the beginning.
The fleeing Wind Dragon didn't let them go. Half an hour later, two azure figures streaked across the sky, flying towards them.
Besides the 70,000-year-old Wind Dragon, the other one was even larger.
Judging by its appearance, its wingspan was nearly fifteen meters,
indicating it was close to 100,000 years old.
"The Wind Dragon is too vengeful!"
Ma Hongjun sighed inwardly.
No wonder the book warned against trespassing into the Wind Dragon's territory, or it would hold a grudge.
Wind blades attacked again. The Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo simultaneously took to the air, engaging the two Wind Dragons in fierce combat.
Ma Hongjun and the others carefully hid below, protecting Ning Rongrong and the others.
Poison Douluo's poison was still very effective, especially against the Wind Dragons.
That nearly 100,000-year-old Wind Dragon was similar in strength to Poison Douluo.
However, neither was a match for Sword Douluo, who was, after all, a level 96 Super Douluo.
"Grandpa Sword, can you leave them here so I can kill them?"
Ma Hongjun shouted.
These two Wind Dragons clearly held a grudge against them, and they didn't know if there were even stronger Wind Dragons inside.
If they were allowed to escape and summon even stronger Wind Dragons, they might not be able to withstand them.
Another reason was that Ma Hongjun wanted to try absorbing the Wind Dragons' spirit rings to increase the age of his first spirit ring.
"Alright, I'll try!"
Sword Douluo already wanted to leave the two Wind Dragons here, even without Ma Hongjun's reminder.
Although it was advisable not to indiscriminately kill spirit beasts, one couldn't let them attack without fighting back.
Swordsmen were inherently decisive in their killing.
However, Ma Hongjun's proactive reminder led him to believe that Ma Hongjun had broken through to level 60 and needed this spirit ring.
Indeed, these two Wind-Singing Dragons were very suitable for Ma Hongjun in terms of both age and species.
Thinking of this, Sword Douluo increased his attack power.
"Seven Kill Domain!"
The Seven Kill Sword lit up, and suddenly things changed in mid-air. The constantly changing postures of the Wind-Singing Dragons slowed down.
The Seven Kill Domain was a spirit skill that only Seven Kill Sword spirit masters who had cultivated to the Title Douluo level could comprehend. Within
a circle with a diameter of thirty meters, the attack power of spirit masters and spirit beasts inside was reduced by ninety percent, their defense by seventy percent, and their speed by seventy percent.
In fact, the Seven Kill Sword's attack power was more than enough to deal with the Wind-Singing Dragons. Sword
Douluo was worried that the two Wind-Singing Dragons would escape, so he used the Seven Kill Domain to weaken their speed.
Maintaining the Seven Kill Domain in mid-air was very energy-consuming.
Therefore, Sword Douluo needed to end the battle quickly.
The ninth spirit ring lit up.
"Sword Shadow Thrust!"
Sword Douluo and the Seven Kill Sword merged into one, transforming into a starlight sword shadow.
The Sword Shadow Thrust can increase attack power to 200% of its original level, lasting for one minute.
Two hundred percent isn't actually that high for the ninth spirit ring, but this boost can be stacked with other auxiliary boosts.
It's a pity Ning Fengzhi isn't here; otherwise, Sword Douluo's attack could be increased to 270%.
This kind of stacking boost is terrifying; with powerful support, the effect could reach the level of a 100,000-year-old spirit skill.
The 90,000-year-old Wind Chant Dragon seemed to sense its impending doom; it tried to escape, constantly letting out dragon roars.
However, the Seven Kill Domain restricted its speed, and Sword Douluo's Starry Sword Shadow had already locked onto it. In this short distance, it wasn't enough for it to escape the Seven Kill Sword's attack range.
Another 70,000-year-old Wind Chant Dragon was also suppressed by the Seven Kill Domain, entangled with Poison Douluo, and had already been poisoned by the Azure Scale Serpent King. Combined with its previous injuries, it could only barely withstand Poison Douluo's attacks.
Unfortunately, Poison Douluo's aerial combat power was relatively weak. Furthermore, using the Azure Serpent Emperor's Poison Mist in the air against a Wind-Singing Dragon that could wield wind power significantly reduced his attack strength.
However, it didn't matter; he only needed to keep the Wind-Singing Dragon occupied.
Ma Hongjun and the others had stiff necks from constantly looking up at the aerial battle, not wanting to miss a single moment. This was an invaluable opportunity for them to observe and learn.
Such a life-or-death battle between powerful figures was incredibly enlightening for them.
In the air, Sword Douluo's merged Starry Sword Shadow had completely locked onto the 90,000-year-old Wind-Singing Dragon. This sword strike could be considered Sword Douluo's strongest.
The 90,000-year-old Wind-Singing Dragon let out a resounding roar.
At this moment, a burst of azure light erupted from its body, and its enormous wings began to retract. The airflow around it surged rapidly, sharp as arrows, carrying a strong cutting sensation.
The two wings closed, enveloping its body, transforming its once massive form into a straight line,
resembling a long azure spear .
This was…
"Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon!"
Yu Tianheng exclaimed in surprise.
Seeing the skill the Wind Chant Dragon was using, Ma Hongjun and Yu Tianheng both understood.
Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon, the Wind Chant Dragon's most powerful skill, and its final, desperate move, used in a desperate situation.
This scene looked very familiar to Ma Hongjun; this skill was essentially the same as his first soul skill.
No wonder his first soul skill used the soul incantation "Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon Spear."
All of this further confirmed the relationship between the Wind Chant Dragon and the Azure Bamboo Sound Serpent.
The Martial God Spear, worthy of being a divinely bestowed martial soul, was actually able to absorb this powerful soul skill hidden deep within its bloodline from the Azure Bamboo Sound Serpent.
In the air, the Starry Sword Shadow and the Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon Spear thrust out towards each other.
This was a clash of life and death.
However, within the Seven Kill Domain, Sword Douluo completely seized the initiative.
At the moment of contact, Sword Douluo slightly changed his position.
Otherwise, this supreme sword strike could have ended the life of the Wind Chant Dragon.
A gust of wind exploded, and the two forces shifted.
Sword Douluo and the Seven Kill Sword separated, standing in mid-air. The
90,000-year-old Wind Chant Dragon spread its wings, but its body was already unstable; most of its left wing had broken off, and it fell from the sky.
At this moment, the other Wind Chant Dragon also panicked, and Poison Douluo seized the opportunity, striking it down with a dragon tail sweep.
"Hongjun, have you broken through to level 60?"
Sword Douluo flew down and asked expectantly.
"Not yet, Grandpa Sword, but I should be able to absorb the spirit rings of these two Wind Chant Dragons."
Ma Hongjun smiled, although he disappointed Sword Douluo, he was still very happy.
Two Wind Chant Dragons, one 70,000 years old and the other 90,000 years old, he wondered how much his first spirit ring would be upgraded if he absorbed them.
"Could it be that you're thinking of attaching a spirit ring to... this Wind Whispering Dragon, although it's old enough, isn't the most suitable?"
Sword Douluo's eyes suddenly lit up; he thought Ma Hongjun was going to attach a spirit ring to his second martial soul.
"It's not what you think, Grandpa Sword. Just watch for now. My martial soul is very magical."
Ma Hongjun had previously discussed the Martial God with Sword Douluo, but he hadn't told him about the Martial God Spear absorbing spirit rings to advance.
Ma Hongjun walked to the two Wind Whispering Dragons and began to ponder, finally deciding to start absorbing from the 70,000-year-old one.
His body should be able to fully withstand a 70,000-year-old spirit ring. After absorbing it, his physique and soul power would improve, and he could then fully absorb a 90,000-year-old spirit ring.
"Lingling, you watch over this 90,000-year-old Wind Whispering Dragon for me. Don't let it die."
Ma Hongjun pointed to the 90,000-year-old Wind Whispering Dragon, whose wings were broken and whose breath was barely clinging to life.
Ye Lingling nodded in agreement.
The fifth spirit ring lit up, and the wooden spear activated.
The green patterns on the Martial God Spear were all illuminated, and Ma Hongjun thrust the spear into the body of the 70,000-year-old Wind Chant Dragon, frantically absorbing its life force.
Moments later, Ma Hongjun's physical strength reached saturation,
ending the Wind Chant Dragon's life.
Slowly, a deep, jet-black spirit ring formed.
Ma Hongjun sat cross-legged, the Martial God Spear drawing the power of the black spirit ring into his body.
Sure enough, this spirit power was very similar to his first spirit ring, able to fuse together.
To everyone's astonishment, the black spirit ring's power slowly merged into Ma Hongjun's first spirit ring.
The first spirit ring, to their shock, also began to change.
In an instant, the yellow spirit ring turned purple.
An hour passed.
The purple spirit ring turned black.
Finally, the black spirit ring was fully absorbed.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Ma Hongjun's expression suddenly changed; an itching sensation came from his back, which slowly swelled up.
"Brother..."
"Hongjun..."
"Hongjun..."
Everyone watched worriedly, but dared not disturb him loudly.
"A familiar feeling!"
Ma Hongjun's heart skipped a beat, then his expression softened, revealing excitement.
He had a similar feeling when he obtained the Flood Dragon Scale Armor.
Amidst everyone's worried gazes, Ma Hongjun's clothes tore open at the back, revealing a pair of cyan, bony, and translucent wings extending from his spine.
"External Soul Bones!"
They were shocked.
The expressions of Dai Mubai and the other Shrek Seven Devils shifted from worry to relaxation, to surprise, and finally to
envy!
Truly, at this moment, they were envious!
Even his women, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, felt a pang of jealousy.
Soul Bones! External Soul Bones, no less!
Ma Hongjun had actually obtained three!
He was practically a chosen one!
Poison Douluo was even more astonished, lost in thought, remembering how this kid had almost died at his hands.
Absorbing Soul Rings to increase the age of existing Soul Rings was something no one had ever heard of. Seeing Ma Hongjun awaken, everyone had many questions, waiting for his answers.
Facing their questioning gazes, Ma Hongjun smiled slightly and said cheekily...
"I'll explain later, I'll absorb this one first."
Although Ye Lingling had been healing the 90,000-year-old Wind Dragon, she was already severely injured, and seeing her companion die left her with no will to live.
Ma Hongjun ended its life in the same way, and a deep, dark spirit ring reappeared.
Continue absorbing!
Three hours passed in the blink
of an eye. Sword Douluo and the others surrounded Ma Hongjun, protecting him.
Suddenly, a red light caught everyone's eyes. A red
light appeared in Ma Hongjun's first spirit ring, which had already turned black.
At this time, Ma Hongjun was still absorbing spirit rings.
The red light grew stronger and stronger, quickly suppressing the black, and finally, the black was completely transformed.
A bright and dazzling red spirit ring was born.
On Ma Hongjun's body, five spirit rings—red, purple, black, and purple-red—pulled up and down, with the single red spirit ring lighting up, shining with dazzling light.
Red, a 100,000-year spirit ring.
Although they had imagined this scene when Ma Hongjun absorbed the second Wind Dragon spirit ring. But when this scene actually unfolded, they couldn't contain their excitement.
Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo's eyes were practically blazing with madness; this was a miracle.
A 100,000-year spirit ring—a spirit ring that was originally only attainable by Title Douluos.
Now it had appeared on a Spirit King.
And in such an unbelievable, unprecedented way.
Spirit ring stacking—divine intervention, divine intervention indeed!
And that wasn't all. After absorbing the spirit ring, the wing bones on Ma Hongjun's back changed again.
The cyan deepened, becoming as pure as jade, without a single impurity, and the unfolded wings grew longer and wider.
This second evolution of the wing bones must have reached the 100,000-year level.
Everyone was speechless, utterly shocked.
Ma Hongjun tried to control the movement of his wing bones, gently flapping his wings. A cyan wind blade slashed out, heading straight for Dai Mubai, who was facing him.
Dai Mubai reacted quickly, dodging to the side.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out; the wind blade was too fast and too close, and Dai Mubai still couldn't completely avoid it. It was all
because his butt was too big; he hadn't tucked it in after turning to the side, and the wind blade grazed his buttocks, slicing off a small piece of flesh.
"Sorry, Mu Bai, I don't know how to control the power of wings!"
Ma Hongjun said, his face darkening. He really hadn't done it on purpose.
The most embarrassing part was that the wind blade had already torn open Dai Mu Bai's pants,
revealing his true "white" tiger buttocks.
Dai Mu Bai glared at Ma Hongjun in shame and anger, covered his tiger-like buttocks with both hands, and frantically swayed his feet, rushing into the forest.
The others were also speechless; what kind of operation was this?
Their initial shock, envy, jealousy, and questions were all replaced by this unexpected blunder.
"Ahem, Hongjun, you should put those wings away and put on some clothes first,"
Sword Douluo reminded them, still wanting to understand what had happened.
The other girls blushed, especially Bai Chenxiang and Ye Lingling, their hearts pounding as they looked at Ma Hongjun's well-proportioned, explosive chest and abdominal muscles.
She couldn't help but stare, her face growing increasingly red, all the way to the roots of her neck.
As for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, they were already immune to it; Ma Hongjun's display of affection didn't stir any emotion in them.
Instead, the pair of wings behind him gave them a lot of inspiration; it seemed they could use them.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun looked like a half-orc, and these wings that had suddenly appeared
gave Ning Rongrong a bold idea:
a mount.
She rode on Ma Hongjun's back,
letting him carry her through the air.
(End of Chapter)