Chapter 13: Second Soul Skill And Dragon Incantations
Yu Feng finally completed the absorption of his soul ring. His eyes slowly opened, revealing a serene glow within. He exhaled softly, the aura around him gradually stabilizing as the surge of soul power settled within his body.
Seeing this, Yu Lei and Chen Meilin, who had been watching nervously all this time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tension that had gripped their hearts vanished in an instant, replaced by pride and joy. Without hesitation, they stepped forward and stood beside him.
Yu Lei gently placed his hand on Yu Feng's shoulder and asked with concern, "Feng'er, how is it? Is everything alright?"
Yu Feng smiled, the corners of his mouth rising in confidence. "Father, everything is fine. I've successfully absorbed the soul ring."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "The god-given soul ring I absorbed has reached 25,000 years in age."
At his words, Yu Lei and Chen Meilin's expressions changed once more. Just when they thought they had prepared themselves, Yu Feng delivered another shocking truth.
"And Fortissax has also crossed the ten-thousand-year threshold. Right now, its cultivation is at 19,800 years. In terms of strength and combat ability, Fortissax is now comparable to a Soul Saint—or even a newly advanced Soul Douluo."
Such a statement was like a bolt of thunder crashing into their hearts. Chen Meilin's mouth opened slightly, her eyes widening with disbelief.
As for why not tilted douluo, although many books and fanfictions romanticized the idea that a ten-thousand-year soul beast with a powerful bloodline could rival a Titled Douluo, Yu Feng didn't believe in such exaggerations.
He shook his head slightly and said inwardly, This is reality, not some novel plotline. It's impossible for a mere ten-thousand-year soul beast to challenge a Titled Douluo head-on—even if it carries a high-level bloodline.
From his understanding, and through logical deduction, anyone who reaches the level of Titled Douluo must possess an exceptionally powerful martial soul and bloodline. In the world of soul beasts, this is equivalent to a high level bloodline in soul beast.
So it made no sense to Yu Feng that a ten-thousand-year-old beast, regardless of its bloodline, could challenge a human who had not only cultivated for decades but had refined both their body and soul with numerous life-and-death experiences and high level martial soul.
"Even a soul beast with the most ancient bloodline," Yu Feng whispered to himself, "would need to reach at least 50,000 or 60,000 years to pose a threat to a Titled Douluo. And to contend with a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, they must be at least 70,000 years old themselves, if not more."
Fortissax, due to its lineage surpassing everything known on the Douluo Continent, could possibly fight on equal footing with a Titled Douluo once it reached 40,000 years—but that was still some time away.
Hearing all this, Yu Lei and Chen Meilin could only remain speechless for a moment. Their son's logical analysis, combined with his explosive growth, shocked them again and again.
After a short pause, Chen Meilin gently asked, "Feng'er… what about your soul skills? And the dragon incantations? Did you gain any new ones?"
Yu Feng's smile brightened. "Yes, I did. Father, Mother, my second soul skill is similar to the first, but with significant improvements."
"It's called Death Infusion."
Yu Lei raised an eyebrow as Yu Feng explained further, "This soul skill allows me to infuse my body with death energy, massively enhancing my strength and endurance. While it's active, my attacks are imbued with the essence of death itself, causing enemies to suffer rot and slowly draining their vitality with each strike."
"It also causes a decay effect on impact, weakening their physical durability."
"The skill doubles all of my attributes, just like the first soul skill. But unlike before, there's no time limit now."
Yu Lei's eyes widened. "No time limit?"
Yu Feng nodded. "Yes. And not only that, I can also use the death power to forge weapons—anything I can imagine. Swords, spears, axes... they can all be formed using my death energy."
Hearing this, both Yu Lei and Chen Meilin were once again stunned speechless. Before they could recover, Yu Feng continued.
"As for the dragon incantations, I gained two more: Dragon Roar and Dragon Tail."
He paused to let the names sink in before continuing, "Dragon Roar is a powerful sonic-type incantation. When used, it releases a deafening roar that induces fear in enemies."
"In fear state, enemies with higher mental strength than me will experience a 5% reduction in overall strength and vision impairment. They will feel as if they are surrounded by complete darkness, and their perception of reality will be distorted for one minute."
"For those with equal mental strength, the penalty is more severe—up to a 10% drop in strength, along with a mental shock that can disorient them temporarily."
"And as for enemies with weaker mental strength... they may fall into a mental breakdown or even die instantly. At the very least, they'll experience a 50% decrease in combat power and may suffer from lasting mental disorders."
Yu Lei's hand trembled slightly. This kind of ability... it's terrifying.
Yu Feng then moved on, "As for Dragon Tail—this incantation allows me to summon a massive dragon tail behind me, resembling the one Fortissax possesses. It attacks as part of my body and has double the power of a normal attack."
Chen Meilin was left staring at her son in shock. "Feng'er… you already had enough strength to fight a Soul King before. But now…"
Yu Feng smiled humbly, "Now I can fight a Soul Emperor."
His tone was calm, not boastful, but filled with confidence.
Yu Lei nodded slowly, deep in thought. "With your physical strength alone, you can clash with Soul Emperors in hand-to-hand combat. And with the enhancements from your first and second soul skills, and the four dragon incantations… your overall strength may surpass even that of a high-level Soul Emperor."
Chen Meilin added, "Not to mention, your soul skills perfectly fill the gap of all six skills that Soul Emperors have…"
Yu Feng replied, "Yes. But I still cannot defeat a Soul Saint by myself. The seventh soul skill—the Martial Soul True Body—is a huge boost. Even if I have all attributes doubled and a powerful martial soul, the Martial Soul True Body raises power exponentially."
"However, with Fortissax by my side, I can already challenge Soul Douluo-level threats even at Soul Elder level."
Yu Lei nodded gravely. "So you're saying, right now, at level 30, you can defeat a Soul Emperor and contend with a Soul Douluo, but Soul Saints are still out of reach unless you grow much stronger."
"Exactly, Father."
Yu Feng then smiled and added, "By the way, my soul power also broke through and reached Level 30 after absorbing two 10,000+ year soul rings."
This time, Yu Lei and Chen Meilin couldn't hold back. Joy burst across their faces.
"Level 30 at just six years old…!" Chen Meilin gasped. "Even the legendary Qian Renxue with her innate level 20 soul power didn't rise this fast!"
Yu Feng nodded. "And with another 10,000-year soul ring, I'm confident I'll become a Soul Sect within a year."
Chen Meilin suddenly remembered something and asked excitedly, "Then doesn't that mean… you can now go to that strange place and receive the third inheritance from God Maliketh?"
Yu Feng smiled calmly. "Yes, Mother. I can now enter that different space and receive the next inheritance."
"I've sensed its presence for a while now. As long as I concentrate, I can enter that space at will."
Hearing this, both parents were filled with anticipation and pride.
"Feng'er," Yu Lei said with determination, "after you complete the inheritance, we'll go to the Star Dou Forest and help you acquire your third soul ring."
The pride in his voice was unmatched. From the moment Yu Feng awakened his martial soul two months ago until now, he had advanced faster than anyone in history.
With a final smile, Yu Feng recalled Fortissax into his body. He looked at his parents one more time and said softly, "Father, Mother… I'll be back soon."
He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the mysterious and ancient space where the inheritance of the Death God Maliketh awaited.
Yu Lei and Chen Meilin stood silently, watching over him with both anxiety and hope burning in their eyes.
Their son was no longer ordinary. He was destined to shake the very foundations of the Douluo Continent.
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