Chapter 829: Hundred Thousand Years of Ferocious Beast
Only a loud "boom" was heard,
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The sound was like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking, deafening.
The Thunder Eagle's body completely shattered in the light, turning into countless light spots that dissipated in the air like brilliant fireworks.
For a moment, the light illuminated the entire sky, and then gradually dimmed.
Wang Dong also collapsed to the ground because his soul power was exhausted, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
He gasped for air, and the scene in front of him began to blur.
Huo Yuhao hurriedly ran over and supported him, his eyes full of concern and distress.
"Wang Dong, you are great!" Huo Yuhao said excitedly,
There was a tremor in the voice, which contained both the joy of victory in the battle and admiration for Wang Dong.
Wang Dong smiled weakly, his face covered with sweat,
"Fortunately, I finally defeated it."
His voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, but there was a sense of relief in it.
Tang Lan, who had been skimming the formation, also walked over with a steady pace.
There was an expression of admiration on his face, and his eyes showed recognition of Wang Dong and praise for their wonderful battle.
Then, on top of Thunder Eagle's dead body, a purple thousand-year soul ring slowly emerged.
The soul ring exuded a mysterious and alluring light, as if telling the powerful power it contained.
The purple light rippled gently like water waves, and the surrounding air fluctuated slightly due to the appearance of this soul ring.
Huo Yuhao's eyes widened, his face full of surprise and desire.
Wang Dong was lying on the ground, looking at the thousand-year soul ring, a hint of excitement flashed in his tired eyes.
Tang Lan stepped forward, looked at the soul ring, and said seriously: "This thousand-year soul ring is very powerful, so be careful when absorbing it."
Huo Yuhao nodded and said, "But this is a rare opportunity for us."
Wang Dongqiang sat up and said, "Let me try to absorb it. My martial spirit should be able to withstand it."
Tang Lan frowned and said, "Wang Dong, you have just experienced a fierce battle and your body is still very weak. It may be risky to absorb it now."
Wang Dong gritted his teeth and said firmly: "How can I know if I don't work hard? I believe I can do it."
Huo Yuhao also looked at Wang Dong with some worry and said, "Wang Dong, why don't you think about it again?"
Wang Dong shook his head, stopped talking, and slowly approached the thousand-year soul ring.
The moment he got close to the soul ring, the soul ring instantly bloomed with more dazzling light, covering his entire body.
Wang Dong only felt a powerful force rush into his body, and there was a sharp pain in his meridians.
He gritted his teeth and worked hard to channel this force, trying to tame it.
Huo Yuhao and Tang Lan watched nervously from the side, not daring to express their anger.
At the critical moment when Wang Dong absorbed the martial spirit, an extremely powerful pressure came.
This coercion was like the top of Mount Tai, with a destructive momentum that instantly made the surrounding air seem to solidify.
Huo Yuhao felt an irresistible force coming towards him, as if tens of millions of kilograms of weight were pressing down on his shoulders.
His legs bent uncontrollably and his knees hit the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust.
His breathing became extremely difficult, and every inhalation felt like he was fighting against death.
My chest felt so heavy that it almost exploded.
His face was as pale as paper, cold sweat rolled down like rain, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.
The leaves rustled, then were crushed by the pressure and turned into powder.
The sand and stones on the ground seemed to be pressed hard by an invisible big hand, sinking deeply into the ground.
The originally calm lake suddenly stirred up turbulent waves, which continuously hit the shore and made a deafening roar.
The surrounding birds and animals felt this terrifying pressure and fled in panic, making shrill screams.
Huo Yuhao tried to look up at the source of the pressure, but found that his neck seemed to be strangled tightly by a big hand, and he could not move at all.
He tried to struggle to get up, but found that he had completely lost control of his body.
He could only lie weakly on the ground and bear this terrible pressure.
But Tang Lan seemed not to be affected at all. He stood steadily, his posture as straight as a pine tree.
He just frowned slightly and looked solemnly towards the direction from which the pressure was coming, seeming to be thinking about how to deal with it.
His breathing was steady, without any trace of panic, as if this terrifying pressure was just a breeze to him.
As for Wang Dong, who was absorbing the soul ring, his body was shaking violently.
There was an expression of extreme pain on his face, and the absorption process was greatly disturbed.
Huo Yuhao was filled with shock. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Tang Lan, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Senior Tang Lan, this... what level of soul beast is this? One hundred thousand years old?"
Huo Yuhao's voice trembled with deep fear and doubt.
His body was still suppressed by the terrifying pressure, and every word he spoke seemed to have been exhausted.
Tang Lan did not answer immediately. He stared straight ahead, his expression becoming more solemn.
Huo Yuhao's heart was beating rapidly, as if it was about to burst out of his throat.
His thoughts were like a mess, and fear was like an invisible hand clutching his heart.
He thought, if it were really a hundred thousand year soul beast, with their current strength, how could they have any chance of winning?
Wang Dong is still in the critical moment of absorption. If he is interrupted, the consequences will be disastrous.
But he couldn't even stand up under this pressure, so how could he protect Wang Dong and deal with this unknown and huge crisis?
He thought again of all the difficulties and obstacles he had experienced along the way. He was always on the edge of life and death, but he had never felt so hopeless and helpless as at this moment.
Is this really going to kill him this time?
No, he was not willing to give up. They had put in so much effort and finally achieved their current growth. How could they give up so easily?
"If it's a hundred thousand year soul beast, we're afraid..."
Huo Yuhao didn't dare to think about it anymore. The pressure alone left them unable to fight back.
If they really faced a hundred thousand year soul beast, wouldn't they only have a dead end?
His mind was in chaos, and despair began to spread.
But he was unwilling to give up like this. Wang Dong was still absorbing the soul ring, and they couldn't just sit back and wait for death.
At this time, Huo Yuhao was full of contradictions and fears, and he didn't know what to do.
Tang Lan waved his hand, and two forces descended on Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who was absorbing the soul ring.
Huo Yuhao felt a soft but tough force isolating the terrifying pressure.
He suddenly felt his body light up and was finally able to breathe smoothly. The pain of being suppressed and almost suffocating was instantly relieved a lot.
He looked at Tang Lan in surprise, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. (End of chapter)