Huowu had no worries and only wanted to kill the soul beast in front of her.
All of her soul power transformed into scorching flames, and under the powerful explosive force of the fusion ring, it all converged into this one strike.
An intense fiery explosion crashed into the chest of the Undead Flame Lord.
A cracking sound rang out, immediately followed by the sound of the light sphere exploding, drowning out the cracking.
The white light dissipated, and the majestic throne was left in ruins. The tall undead extinguished the flames on its body, revealing its original pale, skeletal frame.
However, apart from a few fractured ribs, there was no significant change to the overall skeleton.
The hardness of this bone was even greater than that of the Scarlet Scaled Dragon's bones.
This showed just how powerful the Flame Lord was in life.
Above the bones, a pitch-black soul ring gradually emerged.
Undead Flame Lord, successfully hunted.
"We succeeded!"
Huowu clenched her fists and shouted excitedly.
The strength of a soul beast over forty thousand years old was equivalent to a human Soul Saint.
The Undead Flame Lord was even stronger.
However, Huowu, at level fifty, had single-handedly defeated a Soul Saint-level powerhouse.
The excitement in her heart was indescribable.
"Congratulations, Xiaowu."
At some point, Quan Yi had arrived beside Huowu, looking at her with pride.
"Recover your strength first, and leave the rest to me."
Knowing that time was of the essence, Huowu immediately sat down cross-legged and entered a meditative state, trying her best to recover her condition.
Although the battle was brief, Huowu had expended a great deal of energy. In order to deliver a fatal blow, Huowu had to maintain the mimicry of the Peach Illusion Fire while condensing the Flame Blast. The consumption of soul power, mental power, and heart power required for this was extraordinary.
Now that Huowu had withdrawn her soul skill, the orderly pack of dogs noticed the change.
Especially the sixty-thousand-year-old Lava Hound closest to Quan Yi and Huowu, which immediately stood up with its massive body.
Huowu's soul skill quickly lost its effect, and the Lava Hound's hearing, vision, smell, and even mental perception returned to normal.
It immediately turned its head towards the high platform, and as it turned, it met Quan Yi's eyes.
A low growl echoed through its sharp fangs.
The Lava Hound was confused, but instinctively revealed its most vigilant state.
However, when it met Quan Yi's cold golden dragon eyes, extreme fear coursed along its spine. Instantly, its entire body trembled, and it began to shake slightly.
At that moment, it felt as if it was facing a ferocious dragon.
The powerful dragon's might emanating from Quan Yi's body instilled fear in the Lava Hound.
This was only because its cultivation had reached sixty thousand years. The Lava Hounds with lower cultivation levels beside it were in even worse shape.
They were even unable to stand before Quan Yi.
Quan Yi coldly stared at the Lava Hound, silently reciting.
"Get out!"
In the next moment, a strange mental wave was transmitted through the Crimson Dragon Horn to every corner.
Upon hearing this, the sixty-thousand-year-old Lava Hound first showed a look of surprise, then immediately howled loudly.
Then, it immediately turned around and fled, with countless Lava Hounds following closely behind.
In an instant, the somewhat crowded underground space became spacious.
After the external soul bone underwent its second evolution, Quan Yi's dragon's might had been elevated to a terrifying level.
Especially against soul beasts with lower bloodlines, it possessed immense suppression.
Even the sixty-thousand-year-old Lava Hound had no ability to resist.
Especially the corpse of the hundred-thousand-year-old Flame Lord, which Quan Yi was encountering for the first time.
"A hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast is at least a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse.
Moreover, their lifespan is hundreds of times longer than that of humans. I really wonder how it died?"
Hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts were extremely rare, especially gifted soul beasts like the Flame Lord, whose strength was at the top level of the continent.
Judging by the completeness of the corpse, it shouldn't have died in battle.
Died of old age?
With the lifespan of soul beasts, Quan Yi had never heard of such a thing.
Therefore, Quan Yi was even more curious about its cause of death.
However, upon Quan Yi's observation, he couldn't find anything unusual.
After observing the bones, Quan Yi began to observe the soul ring.
In Quan Yi's eyes, the patterns within this soul ring were exceptionally complex.
According to Quan Yi's observation, the more complex and dense the patterns, the higher its age.
However, according to Quan Yi's observation, this Undead Flame Lord's soul ring was slightly inferior to his own fifty-thousand-year soul ring.
Fortunately, it was still within the limit that Huowu could withstand.
The most difficult point with undead soul beasts was determining their age. Most soul masters could only roughly judge their level based on their soul power intensity.
How could they be like Quan Yi, who could use multiple methods to determine it?
After a long while, Huowu recovered some of her strength and opened her eyes.
"Xiao Yi, I'm ready."
Huowu's eyes were bright and energetic, and her condition had mostly recovered.
Her soul power had also recovered by about half in a short period of time.
This powerful recovery ability was also thanks to the soul power cultivation method that Quan Yi had been constantly improving over the past ten years, which had top-notch cultivation speed and recovery speed on the continent.
It was twice as efficient as the general techniques taught by the academy.
"Be careful and be wary of the mental impact of the soul ring," Quan Yi reminded.
"Don't worry, I've already defeated the main body. I'm confident that I can deal with the remaining soul body.
Moreover, under my control, it won't even know that it has already perished."
Since Huowu had chosen to act herself, she had naturally made many preparations.
Without Quan Yi helping her weaken the mental power, she had to deal with the mental impact of absorbing the soul ring herself.
After racking her brains, Huowu had found a solution.
That was to let the soul beast die without any pain.
This would greatly reduce the soul beast's resentment, or even directly eliminate it.
Without resentment, the power of the mental impact would be greatly reduced.
Of course, this was just an insurance measure. Huowu had also been focusing on training her mental power over the years to deal with the most dangerous situations.
At this moment, Huowu's eyes were full of confidence as she reached out and attracted the soul ring.
Under Quan Yi's gaze, Huowu began to absorb the soul ring.
In terms of absorbing soul rings, Huowu and Quan Yi had already accumulated a wealth of experience.
Huowu felt the meridians being filled from the very beginning and began to operate in an orderly manner.
The energy of the soul ring was quickly absorbed during the operation.
However, Huowu was already familiar with this pain, and she didn't even make a sound. Her breathing was even and steady.
However, the real difficulty had just begun.
Since Huowu had taken the lead in starting the second awakening of her martial soul, this was the time when Huowu's condition was at its best.
However, as time went on, Huowu's condition would gradually decline.
And the energy output of the soul ring would gradually reach its peak as time went on.
