Chapter 173: The Seventh Spirit Ring
After about half an hour of rest, the four of them felt sufficiently recovered. The next step was critical: Yang Potian needed to absorb the spirit ring immediately, as waiting too long could cause its energy to dissipate.
With the medicinal herbs they consumed, everyone's spirit power had mostly replenished, especially Yang Potian, whose spirit power had recovered to about seventy percent. Dugu Bo set up a toxic barrier around the Titan Python's body to prevent any interruptions from wild beasts or other spirit masters. Meanwhile, Yang Zhentian and Second Grandfather Yang Wushuang patrolled the area to ensure they were undisturbed.
Yang Potian focused, taking a deep breath as he prepared to absorb his first hundred-thousand-year spirit ring from the Titan Python. The spirit ring radiated a powerful energy that vastly surpassed the pain of absorbing any previous spirit rings, even those from higher-ranked beasts.
As the spirit power poured into his body, Yang Potian felt as if he were submerged in lava, with an intense tearing force threatening to rend him apart. In his mind, he could sense an enormous, sky-reaching python, trying to devour his spirit form and consume his very being.
To the others observing him, Yang Potian's face showed clear signs of agony; blood was trickling from his eyes, nose, and mouth, and his expression contorted with pain. Concern etched into their faces, the three looked on anxiously, fearing the worst.
Just as Yang Potian felt close to breaking, he recalled the blood-soaked horrors of the Killing Fields and the endless killing intent on the Hell Road. With a fierce resolve, he gritted his teeth, summoning his inner strength as the memory of his trials gave him new strength. His entire body turned silver, and both the Broken Soul Spear and his own body began to glow white, with red light shining from his closed eyes.
In his mental space, everything was bathed in crimson as a massive blood-red Broken Soul Spear materialized and struck at the Titan Python within his mind. The python roared defiantly, fighting back with all its might, but the spear continued its relentless attack, gradually overwhelming it and tearing it apart.
As time passed, the spirit energy within Yang Potian's body finally began to stabilize, and his expression relaxed. Seeing this, the three others breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he had succeeded in absorbing the hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
When Yang Potian finally opened his eyes, he felt an unprecedented sense of strength and clarity, as if he had broken through a major barrier.
He looked at his father, a smile breaking out as he said, "Dad, I did it."
Yang Zhentian grinned, full of pride. "Potian, you've accomplished something remarkable—the first hundred-thousand-year seventh spirit ring in history."
After confirming that the absorption had taken a full forty-eight hours, or two days, Yang Zhentian couldn't help but ask, "So, Potian, what kind of ability did this spirit ring grant you?"
Yang Potian pondered for a moment before responding, "My seventh spirit ability is Martial Spirit True Body, increasing my attack power by five hundred percent. It makes the spear nearly indestructible."
"Not only that, but absorbing this spirit ring has significantly strengthened my physical body. My strength has at least doubled, and now the Broken Soul Spear weighs eight thousand pounds. I've also reached Spirit Rank 73."
Dugu Bo shook his head in disbelief. "You really are a monster. With this seventh ring, you're now a match for a Titled Douluo. With your augmenting abilities, you might even be able to defeat one."
Yang Potian nodded thoughtfully. "I can hold my own against a Titled Douluo, but my spirit power reserves still can't compare. If I can't end the fight quickly, I would likely be at a disadvantage in the long run."
Dugu Bo laughed, "Well, with those wings of yours, even if you couldn't win, you'd have no trouble escaping. How many twenty-year-olds have this kind of power?"
Yang Zhentian then took out a crimson spirit bone, passing it to Yang Potian. "Potian, the Titan Python dropped this right arm spirit bone. It's a hundred-thousand-year-old, strength-focused bone, perfect for you. You should absorb it now."
After a moment's thought, Yang Potian decided to save it for later. "Dad, let's leave the spirit bone for now. We should head to our next destination."
Dugu Bo looked confused. "Another destination? Didn't you just absorb a hundred-thousand-year ring?"
"By the way, what happened to your body during the absorption? It turned silver," Dugu Bo added, curiosity piqued.
Yang Potian and his father exchanged glances, both smiling. Seeing the puzzled looks on Dugu Bo and Yang Wushuang's faces, Yang Potian finally admitted, "Second Grandfather, Grandpa Dugu, I've been keeping a secret. I have twin spirits, and my second spirit is my body."
With that, Yang Potian's spirit power surged, turning his body a metallic silver. He appeared like a being made entirely of metal, radiating a powerful aura of strength and durability.
Yang Wushuang and Dugu Bo stared in shock, inching closer to inspect this phenomenon. They were both amazed and intrigued.
Finally, Dugu Bo spoke up. "Wushuang, have you ever seen a body-based martial spirit? And one that's entirely silver?"
Yang Wushuang shook his head, "I've seen spirits that manifest in parts of the body, but I've never seen anything like Potian's full-body transformation."
After examining him for a while, Dugu Bo muttered, "This kid keeps too many secrets. You didn't even tell anyone you were a twin spirit holder, much less that your body was your second spirit."
Yang Wushuang nodded. "I'm just learning this now myself. I don't think even my brother knew."
They both studied Yang Potian for some time before Dugu Bo warned, "Even if you have twin spirits, it's dangerous to give your second spirit a ring too early. Twin spirits are known to cause deadly overloads if trained simultaneously. Only the Spirit Hall's Pope, Bibi Dong, has successfully cultivated both spirits."
Yang Potian shook his head. "Since my second spirit is my body, there's no incompatibility. I've already planned carefully for adding its spirit rings."
Dugu Bo's eyes narrowed. "Wait, you're not planning to add another hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, are you? Because unless we had everyone—your grandfather, your maternal grandfather, and your mother—all fighting together, we couldn't take down the Titan Ape or the Azure Bull Python in Star Dou Forest."
Yang Potian chuckled. "Not this time. My target isn't another hundred-thousand-year beast. It's a powerful creature, though—an eighty-five-thousand-year-old Blue Silver King, which resides in a unique forest eight hundred kilometers west of Suotuo City."
Having analyzed maps of the Douluo Continent extensively, Yang Potian had pinpointed the Blue Silver Forest's location.
Yang Wushuang raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Potian, why would you want a plant-based spirit beast? You don't have a plant-type spirit, and Blue Silver Grass is considered one of the weakest spirit beasts in existence. There must be better options."
Yang Potian turned the question back. "Second Grandfather, what's the Blue Silver Grass's most defining trait?"
After some thought, Yang Wushuang replied, "The Blue Silver Grass is resilient, known for its rapid growth and some limited healing abilities."
Yang Potian explained, "Exactly. The Blue Silver Grass's vitality is unmatched. By absorbing an eighty-five-thousand-year Blue Silver King, my body's resilience and recovery will increase significantly, enhancing both my spirit and physical power."
He continued, "Since my body is my spirit, it has a high compatibility, meaning I can absorb a variety of spirit rings without issues. The Blue Silver Grass won't conflict with future rings. Besides, even in Star Dou Forest, I doubt there's any creature with vitality exceeding that of this Blue Silver King."
Yang Potian thought to himself, Most spirit beasts only gain sentience after a hundred thousand years, but this Blue Silver King reached intelligence at eighty-five thousand years and can communicate clearly—a sign of its uniqueness.
After some discussion, the group decided to head to the Blue Silver Forest, with Dugu Bo particularly eager to witness such a rare plant-type high-level spirit beast.
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