Douluo: I Can Choose My Own Soul Skills

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Ye Lan looked up at the airborne Ancient Beast's Touch, which had now fully unfurled all seven of its tentacles—along with the one that had been partially severed by Ye Lan, leaving only half of it intact.

The seven tentacles, each over ten meters long, spread out completely, forming a spiral-shaped circular cage over thirty meters in diameter.

Even when facing such a colossal creature, Ye Lan's eyes showed not the slightest trace of fear.

At this moment, his mind was clearer than ever, even as the Ancient Beast's Touch was about to crash down on him.

Suddenly, Ye Lan heard the sound of a door opening from the captain's cabin—it was the old fisherman.

Ye Lan knew the old fisherman intended to help him.

After all, a timid person would only cower in fear, covering their mouth and trying not to make a sound.

But Ye Lan didn't want an ordinary person to risk themselves for his sake, so he shouted loudly:

"Don't move, sir! I've got this under control!"

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The Ancient Beast's Touch stretched out its tentacles, unfurling its body in a triumphant display.

But before it could savor its victory, it suddenly felt intense pain surging through all its tentacles from the lower half of its body.

The scars left by its earlier battle with the Blue Silver Grass began to throb violently with pain.

Its mouth, lined with sharp serrated fangs, was overwhelmed by an unbearable bitterness.

As it turned out, Ye Lan had already thought ahead while fighting the beast midair.

Using his regenerating Blue Silver Grass, he had dragged two large sacks of sea salt close behind him.

Just as he was about to crash onto the deck, he used the pull of the Blue Silver Grass to land near the two salt sacks.

The Ancient Beast's Touch had assumed it had secured a killing blow—but such a chance never really existed.

Its leaping smash had actually given Ye Lan the perfect moment to deploy the sea salt.

From its position in the air, the Ancient Beast's Touch couldn't see what Ye Lan was doing beneath it.

Underneath its descending tentacles and jaws, Ye Lan scattered one sack of sea salt widely into the air and threw the other sack directly into its open mouth.

Immediately after, he used his Blue Silver Grass to pull himself away from the central impact zone.

In the end, only one of the beast's tentacles managed to strike him, and he sustained no serious injuries.

Ye Lan looked up at the Ancient Beast's Touch, which was now writhing in agony as the salt corroded every wound on its body.

Its massive frame rolled frantically across the deck, flailing its twisted tentacles wildly in an attempt to shake off the burning granules of salt clinging to it.

Though its nerves were overwhelmed by pain, the creature's primal survival instincts still drove it to slowly crawl toward the edge of the fishing vessel, trying to return to the ocean.

Ye Lan, realizing it intended to flee, refused to let it get close to the railings.

After catching his breath, all twenty-four strands of his Blue Silver Grass had fully regenerated.

These twenty-four glowing golden vines wrapped around the Ancient Beast's Touch. Ye Lan could now control the Blue Silver Grass in a radius of fifteen meters.

The Ancient Beast's Touch, consumed by pain, no longer had the energy to fight off the approaching vines.

The Blue Silver Grass gradually coiled around it, trying to strangle it completely.

Just as the beast was about to be fully bound into a gigantic cocoon, dozens of its blood-red eyes began to glow violently, emitting a surge of black energy.

This dark energy gathered into a sphere. The swirling mass barely had time to form—

Before it instantly imploded, releasing a shockwave of blackish-purple energy.

The Blue Silver Grass was torn apart from within by the blast.

Most of the golden vines were annihilated, reduced to golden-green shreds scattered across the deck.

The black-purple shockwave continued to surge skyward, shooting straight into the heavens.

It was then that Ye Lan realized the reason the beast's eyes were blood-red—it was a mutated Ancient Beast's Touch.

One that possessed both darkness and water dual-attribute powers.

The black-purple energy wave was the Ancient Beast's Touch's final, desperate counterattack!

After unleashing that final strike, the Ancient Beast's Touch would be unable to use it again for a full month.

Once the black energy wave shattered the Blue Silver Grass's encirclement, the Ancient Beast's Touch gradually regained its vision from within the darkness.

Dozens of blood-red eyes twisted all at once to lock directly onto Ye Lan's position.

Its gaze instantly fixed on him, and it rotated its massive head with full force.

Ye Lan was shocked by the Ancient Beast's final desperate counterattack—this black-purple energy wave was unquestionably more powerful than anything a thousand-year soul beast could produce.

As expected of the king among octopus-type soul beasts.

Faced with that terrifying black-purple wave, Ye Lan could have used the remaining Blue Silver Grass to shift positions and avoid the blast.

However, right behind him stood the old fisherman's captain's cabin. If the black-purple energy wave swept through it, the fisherman would undoubtedly perish!

Ye Lan circulated the remaining soul power in his body and summoned all of the Blue Silver Grass that was still regenerating.

Indeed, even the not-yet-regenerated Blue Silver Grass could exist in an energy-based form—this was a gift granted by the extreme light attribute.

The physical form was known as the Blue Silver Grass: Living Form, while the energy-based version was the Blue Silver Grass: Radiant Form.

A dozen or so strands of Blue Silver Grass transformed into radiant energy, gathering together to form a glowing energy sphere—a sphere of pure light, which radiated like a white hole in space, repelling all darkness.

"Feel the peace of the light!"

"Light of Origin!!"

With Ye Lan's roar, the black-purple energy wave collided head-on with the Light of Origin.

In just a few seconds, the black-purple wave was steadily dispersed by the radiant force. The impact zone of the wave was shattered into a reverse cone by the opposing light.

The Ancient Beast's black energy wave simply couldn't withstand the might of the Light of Origin.

After all, the Light of Origin was an extreme light-attribute power, immensely effective against darkness. Unless the Ancient Beast possessed an extreme darkness attribute, it couldn't possibly resist this radiant force.

Clearly, this mutated Ancient Beast's Touch did not possess such a property.

The Light of Origin relentlessly pushed through the beast's dark wave, bearing down on it with unstoppable force. The dozens of blood-red eyes could only watch helplessly as the glowing energy sphere approached. Fear twisted visibly within their gaze.

If the Ancient Beast's Touch had been at full strength, this light-based energy ball wouldn't have been able to kill it. But the golden-haired youth had exhausted too much of its strength beforehand.

As a result, it had no power left to resist the radiant orb approaching it now.

In its final, desperate gaze, the Ancient Beast's Touch was completely engulfed by the Light of Origin.

A brilliant white light exploded outward, instantly turning the dark sea region as bright as day.

Through his Golden Eyes, Ye Lan could still see clearly despite the intense light. He watched as the creature collapsed into a pile of scorched, motionless flesh.

He finally let out a breath of relief—the Ancient Beast's Touch was truly dead.

It had not been easy to take down a beast this intelligent and cunning in combat. It was truly a formidable and worthy opponent.

This battle had been extraordinarily perilous. If not for his extreme light attribute, Ye Lan couldn't have confidently predicted how it might have ended.

But transforming the Blue Silver Grass into its radiant energy form came with a heavy price.

First, in Radiant Form, Ye Lan couldn't control the grass as freely as he could in its Living Form.

He could only gather it into energy orbs as quickly as possible and use them for attacks.

Second, unlike its Living Form, the Radiant Form could not regenerate quickly.

Once the Blue Silver Grass transformed into Radiant Form, it would take a full hour to regenerate, and it would consume a massive amount of Ye Lan's soul power.

So unless it was absolutely necessary, Ye Lan would never resort to this form.

This was a last-resort technique—after all, the more Radiant Form grass he used, the fewer strands of Living Form grass he could call upon within the next hour.

Moreover, the Light of Origin consumed an enormous amount of soul power. Both his self-created soul skills and his soul power enhancements relied heavily on it.

Now, at last able to calm his mind, Ye Lan dragged his heavy steps toward the corpse of the fallen Ancient Beast's Touch.

Moments later, a violet glow shimmered from its body. A purple, rhombus-shaped soul ring hovered above the remains.

Ye Lan smiled with satisfaction and reached out to touch the violet soul ring.

(End of Chapter)