Qian Mo leaned on the Holy Cross Sword, half-kneeling on the ground, feeling completely powerless, unable to muster any strength.
The Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear truly lived up to its reputation as a powerful race born to be king. If he hadn't used the terrifying explosive power of the Holy Roar and the Eight-Winged Seraph Martial Soul to catch it off guard, it was hard to say who would have emerged victorious!
A flash of silver light, Gu Yuena Teleported to Qian Mo's side and helped him up, her gaze complex as she looked at the Dark Golden Terror Claw right palm bone on the ground.
She was suddenly startled, realizing she needed to re-evaluate Qian Mo's two Spirits: the explosive power of the Eight-Winged Seraph and the versatility of the Godhood Mask.
A mere three-ring Spirit Elder, a small Spirit Master who had just stepped into the intermediate threshold, managed to defeat a hundred-year Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear by himself. This was truly incredible and completely overturned her understanding.
Why did the Spirit Transfer Pagoda designate the hundred-year Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear as the guardian of the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform and boldly declare that whoever killed it would be rewarded with its Spirit Bone?
Because the people of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda were confident that no Spirit Master below four rings could possibly kill a hundred-year Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear. Even the most talented among Spirit Masters couldn't. The Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear was also one of the top talents among Spirit Beasts; neither was nobler than the other!
Gu Yuena's heart was incredibly complex, and Qian Mo's heart was also not calm.
At this moment, he secretly resolved that he must find a way to use his twin spirits simultaneously when he returned. If he had been able to use both Spirits today, the full burst of power in the first round would have definitely prevented the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear from even getting up, let alone going berserk.
Gu Yuena was the first to snap out of her thoughts. She picked up the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear's right palm bone from the ground and handed it to Qian Mo, saying, "This Spirit Bone cannot be taken out of the Spirit Ascension Platform. Quickly absorb it and turn it into your strength!"
"Hmm? Ah!" Qian Mo feigned confusion at the appropriate moment, as if he truly didn't know the origin of this Spirit Bone.
After listening to Gu Yuena's explanation, Qian Mo finally put on a look of sudden realization. He unceremoniously accepted the right palm bone and said, "Then I won't be polite."
"You still want to be humble? This is originally your exclusive trophy. It's only right that you absorb it," Gu Yuena said, rolling her eyes.
Qian Mo summoned the Emerald Angel, and under its treatment, his injuries quickly recovered by more than half.
With his condition restored, Qian Mo sat cross-legged, holding the right palm bone in his hand and using his spirit power to guide it.
Under the guidance of spirit power, the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear's right palm bone gradually integrated into Qian Mo's right hand. A layer of dark golden light covered his right hand.
At first, Qian Mo felt his right hand was warm and comfortable, as if a warm liquid was wrapped around it. However, this warmth quickly turned into burning heat, and then rapidly into scorching heat.
Waves of frantic intent continuously emanated from Qian Mo's right hand, as if a life was desperately struggling. The brutal and rampant Dark Golden Terror Claw power madly impacted within his right hand. The Dark Gold Terror Claw lineage was incredibly arrogant; it absolutely refused to submit to a human.
"Hmph!"
Qian Mo let out a cold snort. The Eight-Winged Seraph Martial Soul possessed him, and sacred energy surged into his right hand to suppress the rampant Dark Golden Terror Claw intent.
But the frantic intent of the Dark Golden Terror Claw, facing the aura of the Eight-Winged Seraph, still refused to submit and continued to tear at the bones of Qian Mo's right hand.
At this moment, the massive life force left in Qian Mo's body by the essence of life surged out, continuously repairing the cracks in the bones along the skeletal structure.
The dense sacred aura from the Eight-Winged Seraph phantom behind Qian Mo began to tremble violently, seemingly enraged by the Dark Golden Terror Claw's stubborn resistance!
The next moment, a brilliant and dazzling sacred energy erupted from Qian Mo's right hand, instantly suppressing the frantic intent of the Dark Golden Terror Claw and grinding it back and forth on the ground.
As the intent of the Dark Golden Terror Claw continued to weaken, a vast power gradually compressed within the bones and then slowly took shape. Gradually, strange patterns began to appear on the palm bone of his right hand.
In the thicker parts of the finger and palm bones, the patterns appeared as cloud shapes, while in the sharp parts below, they were triangular sharp textures, layered densely. Each pattern seemed to contain infinite power, and a sense of power never before experienced, accompanied by the pain of his hand changing, gradually integrated into Qian Mo's consciousness.
Five dark golden rays of light suddenly extended from the five fingers of Qian Mo's right palm. These five rays of light were about one foot and two inches long, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, like blades. Dark golden Liuguang rippled like water waves. The moment they appeared, the air unconsciously emitted a slight whistling sound.
Qian Mo's entire right hand had completely turned dark golden. The wounds at the fingertips quickly fused. His fingers and the sharp blades were one, inseparable. These five sharp blades were like extensions of his fingers.
Immediately after, the dark golden Liuguang suddenly surged in the opposite direction from his right palm, extending up his right arm, and in an instant, it spread throughout his entire body. It looked as if Qian Mo had been baptized by this layer of dark golden light.
Qian Mo slowly opened his eyes, the golden light in them gradually fading. He raised his right hand and looked at the five extended dark golden sharp blades, his gaze slightly focused. He swung his right palm's Dark Golden Terror Claw towards the distant empty space.
Instantly, a strong dark golden light burst forth. The powerful Dark Golden Terror Claw instantly transformed into a three-meter-long dark golden claw shadow in the air, directly striking the ground.
Without raising any dust, five giant cuts, three meters long, instantly appeared on the ground, leaving five deep Ravine. The sharpness in that instant seemed to cut through the air itself. Even after the attack ended, a "hissing" sound like leaking air remained in the air.
"Not bad!" Qian Mo was very satisfied with the power of the Dark Golden Terror Claw. His frontal assault ability had reached a new level.
"What a Dark Golden Terror Claw. Congratulations, your strength has risen another step," Gu Yuena said with a smile.
Qian Mo's intention moved slightly. The sharp blades instantly disappeared like melting ice and snow, and his right hand returned to normal, even the dark golden color was contained within.
Stretching with a big yawn, Qian Mo said relaxed, "My goal is complete. Do you have anything you need to do?"
Gu Yuena shook her head, "I only came to accompany you. Since your task is complete, I naturally have nothing to do."
"Then let's go!" Qian Mo and Gu Yuena simultaneously pressed the distress signal device and disappeared from the Spirit Ascension Platform.
The metal cabinet popped open, and Qian Mo awoke. Getting up and leaving the metal cabinet, he saw Leng Yaozhu looking at him with a complex expression.
"Good-looking and so talented, no wonder Na'er likes you so much," Leng Yaozhu sighed.
"Teacher!" Gu Yuena called out coyly from the side.
Leng Yaozhu chuckled, waved her hand, and said, "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore."