Chen Yuan looked at the King of Slaughter, who was frozen in fear and panic, and spoke indifferently:
"Say goodbye..."
As he moved his sword gesture, the blood-red Seven Kill Swords rained down once more. The Seven Kill Swords were still the Seven Kill Swords, but with the infusion of killing intent and the blood-red hue, they seemed to be protected by some divine rule, capable of cutting through anything in the world.
Crack, crack... The sickening sound of flesh and bone being torn apart echoed continuously. The King of Slaughter's massive bat body could no longer withstand the sharpness of the Seven Kill Swords. His body and limbs were pierced by the swords, and he was ultimately pinned to the ground.
The King of Slaughter's life force was strong, and he seemed unwilling to die. However, after his heart had been shattered countless times, he finally breathed his last. His blood-red eyes remained open, a true testament to his unwillingness to die.
It wasn't just Chen Yuan who wanted him dead—the Asura God also wanted him gone. Perhaps the Asura God had long wanted to crush the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, but as a test for his inheritor, he couldn't do it himself.
Now, with a potential inheritor in place, the Asura God had given Chen Yuan the chance to take over.
As the King of Slaughter met his end, Chen Yuan let out a sigh of relief. With a thought, he dispersed the countless Seven Kill Swords in the sky, and the main sword returned to his hand. Of course, the towering figure behind him also gradually faded away.
Additionally, the Slaughter Domain, which had evolved to its highest level, began to regress to its basic form. It seemed that the divine power within it had been exhausted, and the Slaughter Domain was about to revert to its original state.
After all, that power wasn't his—it was a gift from the Asura God. If he wanted the Slaughter Domain to evolve further, he would have to rely on his own efforts.
Landing on the ground, Chen Yuan walked toward the King of Slaughter—or rather, the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King. The massive bat was now in pieces, its flesh, blood, and shattered bones scattered across the ground. He needed to figure out how to obtain the Asura God's inheritance.
Suddenly, the shattered remains of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King erupted with a terrifying energy. Amidst the blood-red light, a blood-red spirit ring began to take shape—a 100,000-year spirit ring. But that wasn't all...
Chen Yuan stared at the spirit ring. On the red ring, there were intricate patterns—domineering, cold, and evil. These blood-demon patterns were the hallmark of a fierce beast-level spirit ring.
This shocked Chen Yuan:
"Could it be that the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King was actually a hundred-thousand-year fierce beast? That shouldn't be the case. If it were truly a fierce beast, it could have crushed me with a single slap. Perhaps this fierce beast-level spirit ring is..."
"Tang Chen. The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King had been parasitizing Tang Chen's body, constantly eroding his power. That's why it was able to condense a fierce beast-level spirit ring."
Chen Yuan's expression turned hesitant. He needed a spirit ring to break through to the Spirit Sage level, and this spirit ring had come at the perfect time. However, if it were just a 100,000-year spirit ring, he might have absorbed it without a second thought. But this was a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring—it could easily overwhelm and destroy him.
After a moment, Chen Yuan took a deep breath and steeled himself. Such a rare opportunity was right in front of him, and he couldn't back down now. Otherwise, how would he ever obtain a million-year ninth spirit ring?
He sat down cross-legged and began to meditate, restoring his spirit power. After an hour, when his body, mind, and spirit power were all at their peak, Chen Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the fierce beast-level spirit ring. He called out to it, summoning it to him.
The blood-red spirit ring immediately floated over and settled around him, merging with his spirit.
Boom!
In that instant, the spirit ring seemed to explode. The vast energy contained within it began to surge into Chen Yuan's spirit and body, wreaking havoc as it rampaged through him.
Suddenly, when this energy touched the Slaughter Domain, the remnants of the Asura God's divine power within the domain flared up once more. The chaotic, frenzied energy immediately became docile.
Chen Yuan was overjoyed and quickly began absorbing the immense energy. Within his dantian, the two spirit cores worked at full capacity. The two black vortices, usually competing for energy, now worked together to refine the overwhelming power.
His internal organs, limbs, and bones were under tremendous pressure, and Chen Yuan felt as though he was being stretched to his limit. But he gritted his teeth and endured. Without enduring this pain, he couldn't gain strength.
To alleviate the pressure on his body, he diverted a large portion of the energy into his external spirit bone—the Wind and Thunder Wings. As the wings absorbed the energy, they began to undergo new changes.
The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King also had wings, and its blood-based power further tempered the bones, meridians, and blood vessels of the Wind and Thunder Wings, making them stronger, harder, and more resilient.
With these methods, Chen Yuan finally stabilized the absorption of the fierce beast-level spirit ring. After refining the energy, an endless stream of powerful spirit power flowed into his spirit.
The seventh spirit ring—for any spirit master, the seventh spirit ring's skill was always the same: the Spirit Avatar. This skill wasn't actually provided by the spirit ring but was an innate ability of the spirit itself.
In the original story, during the Spirit Master Tournament, Tang San was able to use the Darkgold Clear Sky Hammer with the help of the Shrek Seven Devils. This proved that the Spirit Avatar was a power inherent to the spirit itself.
The seventh spirit ring served as a sacrifice—a sufficiently compatible and powerful spirit ring was used to unlock the spirit's true potential.
Now, Chen Yuan had sacrificed this hundred-thousand-year fierce beast-level spirit ring to the Seven Kill Sword, granting it an unprecedented boost.
Ten hours later, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and laughed heartily:
"Hahaha! The Seven Kill Avatar—700% increase in all attributes, 700% increase in spirit skill power, and no damage to the spirit's foundation after use. As long as I have enough spirit power, I can use it continuously. With my spirit cores replenishing my spirit power, I can maintain the Spirit Avatar for 24 hours without issue."
Chen Yuan stood up, and the Wind and Thunder Wings on his back spread out, spanning eight meters. They now exuded a terrifying aura. His external spirit bone had truly become a 100,000-year spirit bone—strong, hard, and sharp enough to be used as a weapon. Additionally, its speed boost had increased to 600%, a significant improvement over before.
Within his dantian, the two spirit cores had also gained immense benefits. The Evil God Pearl was on the verge of awakening. Once it awakened, it would reveal its true form and grant Chen Yuan control over six elemental powers.
However, awakening it now would destabilize his dantian. So, Chen Yuan used the Dragon Pearl to suppress the Evil God Pearl. This wasn't a long-term solution, and it seemed that forming his own spirit core would have to be a priority.
Chen Yuan clenched his fist. At this moment, he was like a human-shaped 100,000-year spirit beast. Even without using the Seven Kill Sword, he could contend with high-level spirit beasts over 50,000 years old.
"Level 74 spirit power. Although my spirit power hasn't increased much, I've gained an exceptional Spirit Avatar, a 100,000-year external spirit bone, and two spirit cores comparable to 100,000-year external spirit bones. This is a tremendous harvest. Moreover, spirit beasts over 100,000 years are guaranteed to drop a spirit bone..."
Chen Yuan then searched through the remains of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King and, sure enough, found a Blood Demon Left Leg Bone.
As Chen Yuan retrieved the Blood Demon Left Leg Bone, the shattered remains of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King began to change once more. Amidst the blood-red light, a figure emerged. It was a handsome middle-aged man, exuding both gentleness and dominance, with an air of invincibility. However, his face was pale, and his aura was extremely weak.
(End of Chapter)
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