Chapter 137 Eighty Thousand Year Hurricane Eagle.
The four continued on their way. At the foot of a mountain forest, Wu Xuan suddenly raised his hand, signaling the three to stop.
"There's a group of soul beasts ahead that seem to have gone mad! They're running wildly this way."
Hearing this, the three looked in Wu Xuan's direction.
Soon, a series of heavy thuds echoed, and a chaotic group of figures appeared not far ahead. These soul beasts were entirely crimson, their bodies wreathed in flames, their bodies robust and powerful, their large horns exuding a formidable aggression.
"That's a herd of Berserk Fire Bulls!" Wang Dong exclaimed, quickly retreating.
"Berserk Fire Bulls are highly aggressive fire-attribute soul beasts. This group has at least a dozen of them, and they are extremely irritable and vengeful. They are agile attack type soul beasts, especially skilled in ranged attacks, making them very difficult to deal with." Huo Yuhao quickly introduced the Berserk Fire Bulls, while simultaneously summoning his Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass martial soul.
The Berserk Fire Bulls mentioned in class? It seemed to be a new breed they hadn't eaten before. Wu Xuan rubbed his hands together excitedly, and two short spears appeared in his grasp, one in front of the other.
In the distance, the most robust and powerful of the berserk fire bulls roared, and flames erupted from their fiery red mane. The next moment, a massive fireball, over two meters in diameter, shot directly from its mouth.
Soul beasts are not human; encountering a pack of soul beasts often results in a fight to the death. This berserk fire bull leader's cultivation was clearly over ten thousand years old. With such a large pack, it was naturally a dominant force in the northern mixed region. However, its current sorry state indicated it had encountered an even more powerful being. Unfortunately, Wu Xuan's aura sensing couldn't be fully utilized during the battle; he could only sense a radius of about a thousand meters. Otherwise, he would have detected the opponent much earlier.
Just as the berserk fire bull king launched its attack, the other berserk fire bulls also joined the fray. With their swift speed, clusters of fireballs were fired at Wu Xuan and his companions.
Standing at the forefront, Wu Xuan snorted coldly, a surge of wind erupting around him. The extreme wind suddenly spread outwards, and the incoming fireballs were almost instantly blown away into nothingness.
In the next instant, two emerald green short spears swept past with a terrifying whooshing sound, accurately piercing through the two berserk fire bulls beside the berserk fire bull king, both of which were at least six thousand years old.
The two raging fire bulls collapsed to the ground with mournful cries, dead.
Enraged, the raging fire bull king roared, flames erupting from its body. Its hooves thundered as it led its remaining dozen or so minions in a charge, trampling attack on Wu Xuan and his companions.
"Scatter! Let's play with them. I want to see what kind of soul beast can chase a herd of raging fire bulls like this!" Wu Xuan ordered. Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao immediately scattered.
A pair of dazzling blue wings silently unfurled, and Wang Dong's second soul skill, Butterfly God's Light, was activated with a terrifying display, engulfing the raging fire bulls below. In a flash of light, four or five fire bulls were blasted to the ground by the golden light.
With a wave of Huo Yuhao's hand, more than a dozen ice arrows shot out, freezing the four or five blasted fire bulls into ice sculptures.
A dark golden light suddenly shone without warning at the tail of the fire bull herd, and a cauldron with a diameter of one meter crashed down, its intense dark golden light radiating outwards, instantly killing two thousand-year-old, ferocious fire bulls.
Wu Xuan then threw out two more short spears, killing two more fire bulls.
The fire bull herd was decimated in one charge.
The ferocious fire bull king was ferocious, but that didn't mean they were mindless fools. With nearly half of their tribesmen dead in a single encounter, the fire bull king was already somewhat terrified. With a howl, it led the remaining tribesmen and fled.
"Chase! Keep them at bay, don't get too close. Second soul skill, Light Breeze!" The next moment the purple soul ring lit up, a gentle breeze attached itself, and the four of them suddenly increased their speed, but they all followed far behind the fire bull herd.
At this moment, Elder Xuan, who was secretly eating a chicken leg, suddenly looked up at the sky. In the distance, he saw a streak of azure light suddenly shooting towards them, its target being the ferocious fire bull king that Wu Xuan and the others were chasing and playing with.
Elder Xuan was terrified. He threw away the chicken leg in his hand and rushed forward.
"Pfft!" The azure light descending from the sky pierced directly through the neck of the ten-thousand-year-old raging fire bull king, who collapsed to the ground in his mad charge.
The azure light flapped its wings and slowly landed on the raging fire bull's corpse, its sharp eagle eyes scanning back and forth, searching for any enemy that had stolen its prey.
Through the gaps in the lush forest, Wu Xuan finally witnessed the full form of the azure light—a magnificent and majestic bird.
Its eyes were fierce, its pupils gleaming with a dark green light. Its body was over a meter long, with a large head, blue-green feathers on its back, light blue on its chest, and dark green feathers on its wings and tail. Indistinct lines seemed to be etched between its brows, and swirling gusts of wind swirled around it. Its beak and talons, far exceeding those of ordinary birds, revealed its status.
This soul beast was Wu Xuan's target in the Star Dou Great Forest: the Hurricane Falcon!
Before Wu Xuan could even call out, Elder Xuan, hidden in the shadows, had already made a startled move, a ball of earth-yellow light suddenly bursting forth, directly obscuring the sky for a radius of six or seven hundred meters.
The Hurricane Falcon let out a cry, its figure shooting out like an arrow released from a bow. With a flap of its wings, a violent hurricane suddenly converged, forming a vortex like a tornado that directly crushed the sky-covering, earth-yellow light barrier. Its momentum didn't diminish, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown a hundred meters away.
"If I let this mere 80,000-year-old little thing escape, I wouldn't need to retain my title of Gluttonous Douluo." Elder Xuan sneered, flicking a circle of yellow light from his finger. The light shot out like lightning, directly striking the Hurricane Falcon down from a hundred meters away.
Immediately afterward, a thick, viscous yellow light enveloped the falcon, and a cage formed from the power of the earth rose up, firmly locking the falling Hurricane Falcon within.
Elder Xuan took out a plump chicken leg, took a big bite, and leisurely landed beside the Hurricane Falcon.
"You're really amazing, old man! I hadn't even seen the Hurricane Falcon's shadow before you captured it!" Wu Xuan ran happily to the Hurricane Falcon, giving Elder Xuan a thumbs up.
"Hmph! You finally said something pleasing to the ear, kid. All my hard work hasn't been in vain." Elder Xuan finished his chicken leg and snorted.
Before Wu Xuan could reply, the Hurricane Falcon, captured by Elder Xuan in its cage, began to struggle wildly. Its shrill cries were ear-piercing.
"What are you yelling about!" Elder Xuan flicked the chicken bone he had left over, knocking the Hurricane Falcon, whose cultivation was over 80,000 years old, unconscious.
Wu Xuan watched with longing; when would he ever possess Elder Xuan's power, which dominated the entire continent?
Huo Yuhao and the other two arrived at this moment, respectfully saying, "Elder Xuan."
"Hmm." Elder Xuan waved his hand casually, looking at the Hurricane Falcon before him.
"Wu Xuan, absorb the soul ring. This old man has been working hard to protect you." Elder Xuan retracted the cage he had created from the power of the earth and looked at Wu Xuan calmly.
Wu Xuan nodded, activating his right hand's Mystic Crystal Claw, and struck the Hurricane Falcon's head. The Hurricane Falcon was completely unconscious, showing no trace of the ferocity of an 80,000-year-old soul beast.
With a single punch, the Hurricane Falcon's skull shattered, and instantly a jet-black soul ring silently rose from its small body.
Wu Xuan didn't waste any more words, sitting cross-legged and circulating his soul power to draw the black soul ring to himself.
Instantly, his sea of consciousness trembled violently, a fierce aura surging in, directly impacting his sea of consciousness, and his soul power also surged violently.
The immense soul power and terrifying mental impact caused Wu Xuan to experience a sharp, throbbing pain throughout his body, the power surging into his body filled with madness and hysteria.
Wu Xuan was not alarmed but rather delighted; the more mad and hysterical the soul ring, the more powerful the soul skill it would grant him.
The pale blue soul power within his body surged violently as if boiling, yet Wu Xuan remained remarkably calm. He controlled his sea of consciousness to resist the overwhelming spiritual power crashing in, gradually assimilating and absorbing it. Simultaneously, he urged the Enlightenment Scripture to operate according to its established path.
Elder Xuan had been cautiously observing Wu Xuan throughout. Several minutes passed, and Wu Xuan's expression remained serene. Elder Xuan couldn't help but nod in admiration, thinking that this composure was truly beyond what a teenager could possess. Eighty thousand years, fifth ring—perhaps, as Elder Mu said, Wu Xuan was indeed the chosen one of this era.
At this moment, he felt incredibly fortunate that Wu Xuan had joined Shrek Academy, and even more so, that he came from one of the three great empires of the Douluo Continent.
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