Douluo: I, the Sun God

"Eighth Soul Skill – Move Mountains and Fill Seas!"

Seeing how terrifying the Golden Tortoise's defense was, Chen Xin immediately ceased maintaining his fourth soul skill. Clutching the Seven Kill Sword, his blade now surged with boundless sword intent. With a sharp step forward, he leapt into action—compressing the sword energy he would normally release into the sword itself, unleashing it in a simple but devastating strike from the basic sword technique: a cleave.

"Pshhh!"

The massive Seven Kill Sword cleaved directly into the Golden Tortoise's neck, slicing through its golden light barrier. An instant later, the compressed sword energy erupted violently. Its elongated neck was nearly severed, and bright red blood gushed out, soaking the beach in moments.

"Bang!"

The enormous body of the Golden Tortoise slammed heavily into the sand. Its lantern-sized eyes were filled with disbelief and confusion. It couldn't comprehend how a soul master—or soul beast—could so effortlessly break through its impenetrable defense and seriously injure it.

It had always been proud of its defense—known as the strongest in this part of the sea. Even other hundred-thousand-year soul beasts had avoided conflict with its kind precisely because they couldn't break its shell. That was the foundation of the tortoise clan's peaceful existence near this island.

But Xu Yang and the others remained calm—after all, Chen Xin was known as the strongest attack-type soul master in the world. This wasn't empty praise.

No one doubted that Chen Xin could have killed the Golden Tortoise with that blow. But he had deliberately held back, leaving its neck intact, all to ensure Ning Fengzhi could absorb its soul ring.

Seventh Soul Skill – Jade Phosphor True Body!

Dugu Bo moved next, instantly transforming into a thirty-meter-long Jade Phosphor Serpent Dragon. Sliding across the beach in a winding trail, he reached the injured tortoise in a blink, coiling his body tightly around its head. He opened his gaping maw and sprayed a glob of emerald-green venom directly into its gaping wound.

The tortoise, already near collapse, grew even weaker. Its body slumped fully to the ground.

Now at Rank 95, Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison had evolved beyond common toxins. On the entire continent, only those with Ultimate Fire or Ultimate Light attributes like Xu Yang could resist it. It had become a soul power-based poison—a deadly new variant that consumed soul power to strengthen itself.

This poison would steadily devour all soul power within its victim, eventually converting it entirely into poison. When that happened, death would be inevitable.

Under normal circumstances, the Golden Tortoise could have used its deep reserves of soul power and mental strength to slowly purge the poison. But now, it was gravely wounded and surrounded by multiple Title Douluo. It had no chance.

And as time passed, its consciousness began to fade. Its limbs grew limp, and strength drained rapidly from its body.

From here on, the battle was practically over. The group focused solely on preventing the Golden Tortoise from retreating to the sea. Even Xu Yang joined in, unleashing heavy attacks of his own—but even his sixth soul skill failed to pierce its defense. After a few attempts, he chose not to waste energy and instead flew to the summit of the only mountain on the island, sitting cross-legged and focusing on sensing the Sun's power across the sea.

During the day, as long as the weather was clear, the concentration of Sun power on the ocean surface was quite high and evenly distributed. If any location showed Sun power levels several times stronger than normal, it would almost certainly be the domain of the legendary Golden Crow.

As the Sun Bird, the Golden Crow was a creature born from the Sun itself. It could manipulate sunfire and fly at incredible speeds. Just like Xu Yang, it could draw Sun power to cultivate. Its lair would naturally be filled with dense Sun energy—far more than any ordinary place.

For nearly a month aboard the ship, Xu Yang had spent every day meditating at the bow, trying to locate such a place. Though a hundred-thousand-year soul ring could enhance a soul master in all aspects, one that matched his attributes would bring far greater benefits than an incompatible one.

The Golden Crow, mentioned in ancient records, was a must-have. Xu Yang was willing to spend years chasing it if he had to.

Ning Fengzhi's slaying of the Golden Tortoise went smoothly. But absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was another matter. Even with full preparation, the process was agonizing and arduous. It took nearly a full week before he finally succeeded.

During that week, Xu Yang still couldn't sense any anomaly in Sun power, not even at night when the contrast from the Moon made its fluctuations more visible. But he did take the time to fully understand the ecology of Falling Moon Island.

The most abundant flora was the Falling Moon Flower, but the ecosystem was surprisingly diverse. There were many types of soul beasts, and many of them had impressive cultivation levels. Xu Yang even spotted a fifty-thousand-year Silvermoon Wolf King, though it was clearly weaker than a thirty-thousand-year counterpart found on the mainland.

It was remarkable that such a small island—only about three times the size of Seven Treasure City and not even a tenth the size of Sunset Forest—could host soul beasts of such power. This spoke to the relaxed environment on remote sea islands. With little competition, soul beasts here lived in comfort and safety.

Then, just as Ning Fengzhi finished absorbing his new soul ring and the group prepared to leave the island, Xu Yang—still standing at the bow of the ship—suddenly turned to look southwest. His eyes lit up with astonishment and excitement.

In that direction, he could clearly sense a surge of Sun power, and not just a momentary burst—it was sustained and continuous.

"Yang'er, what is it?" Ning Fengzhi's wife approached, curiosity in her eyes.

"Master's wife," Xu Yang said with barely restrained excitement, "I think I've found the location of the Golden Crow. It's to the southwest. Even from this distance, I can feel a violent fluctuation of Sun power—and if it's this noticeable from here, it could only be caused by a hundred-thousand-year soul beast like the Golden Crow."

"Really?!" Her face lit up with joy. She knew just how important the Golden Crow was to Xu Yang. He had asked around the sect for its whereabouts constantly. This whole voyage had been largely about searching for it—and now, it seemed, he had finally found a trace.

"Absolutely. Please tell Master—if it's possible, I'd like to head southwest for a while longer. I want to locate the Golden Crow's exact island and begin preparations for the future hunt."

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