Chapter 79: The Third Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Light Shadow Kill
During the absorption of a soul ring, the initial surge of energy was always the most violent—
and absorbing a ring beyond one's level made it even more intense.
The overwhelming impact injured Dugu Feng, but his body didn't rupture.
That alone proved that his physical strength could withstand it.
In his dantian, the spirit orbs released warm currents that flowed along his meridians, repairing his internal wounds.
Meanwhile, Dugu Feng's mind remained clear.
While enduring the pain, he also comprehended the essence of the soul ring's energy.
The process of absorbing a soul ring was a form of evolution—an evolution of the body itself.
He could vividly feel the changes in his Jade Phosphor Serpent martial soul.
Once possessed, it greedily absorbed the power of the Nine-Heavens Dragon Centipede, merging it into his body, strengthening his physique, and toughening his meridians.
The quality of his spirit power rose dramatically.
And mixed poison—appearing once more—now took on a new level of complexity, combining three different toxins.
The potency of his poison had stepped into a higher realm.
Dugu Feng's eyes grew cold, glowing with calm focus.
His mind raced, sensing every subtle variation within the poison.
"Ah…"
Suddenly, he exhaled sharply. Pain erupted from within his meridians.
He didn't even need to look to know—it was the mixed poison attacking him first.
The Jade Phosphor Serpent, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, and the Nine-Heavens Dragon Centipede—each was a venomous creature of terrifying lethality.
Now, the toxins of all three existed within his three soul rings, intertwining and burning within his body.
The pain they produced was multiple times worse than when only two toxins mingled.
No wonder his father had stopped at the fourth soul ring when cultivating poison-type beasts. From the fifth onward, few could survive the strain.
Each fusion multiplied the potency—and the physical endurance required grew in equal proportion.
The most formidable aspect of mixed poison lay in its mutability.
Three toxic forces could intertwine in countless ways, each variation capable of devastating different organs uniquely.
Dugu Feng experienced every twisted sensation: numbness, vertigo, itch, exhaustion, corrosion—all of them.
He knew clearly that this was the critical moment to endure.
He guided the now docile energy of the Nine-Heavens Dragon Centipede, blending it with his spirit power, turning it from a raging force into an ally.
He made it his own power—the essence of his third soul ring.
Then he channeled his surging soul power and the orbs' healing warmth, layering them over the rampaging toxins, reinforcing those ravaged areas until they adapted to the ferocity of the mixed poison.
Externally, his three soul rings—yellow, purple, and purple—rose and fell rhythmically, glowing brilliantly.
Dugu Feng had now truly become a Spirit King.
The energy fluctuations in his body stabilized at level thirty-two and beyond, filling him with joy.
This leap between ranks had brought significant rewards.
The ring was fully absorbed—but the real danger had only just begun: adapting to the poison.
Time ticked away.
By dawn, the poison within him was finally subdued, completely under his command.
He could now control every variation of its deadly nature.
Three poisons now harmonized in his system—one more step toward the five-poison blend known as Overlord Toxin.
Remembering how his father once used that very skill to silently kill Hu Yanzhen thrilled him immensely.
The mixed poison's quality was so high that, during the adaptation process, the orb's energy increased by two points—reaching eighty-three.
Feeling the spirit orbs nearly full, he realized that condensing toxins through the triple-mix poison would greatly accelerate future progress.
At that moment, he also awakened his third soul skill.
Jade Phosphor Light Shadow Kill!
The third soul ring shone brightly as three streams of dark green energy formed into human-shaped phantoms, lunging forward from three directions.
Each phantom was covered in razor-sharp spikes.
Where they passed, even the plants and grass on the ground dissolved into acrid fumes.
Finally, the three phantoms struck trees in the forest, wrapping around them tightly.
In seconds, the trees shattered into dust and splinters.
This was Dugu Feng's third soul skill—a devastating offensive ability.
It could confuse opponents with spiritual toxins while simultaneously shredding them with overwhelming poison.
"Young Master! Three phantoms striking at once—each one carries the power to crush a Spirit King! This technique is insane!" Elder Jiu exclaimed in disbelief.
From his perception, each phantom could rival another spirit master's third ability in strength.
And Dugu Feng had three of them.
"With all these overranked soul rings, it would be strange if my abilities weren't this powerful," Dugu Feng said with a calm smile.
"Young Master, your talent is extraordinary. You have far surpassed ordinary spirit masters. Not even the Upper Three Sects or the Spirit Hall have a genius like you!" Elder Jiu said with emotion.
At eleven years and one month old, Dugu Feng was already a level thirty-two Spirit King.
Elder Jiu was at a loss for words.
"Enough, Jiu. You know the truth of our clan—
The faster we cultivate, the stronger our poison grows. It's both a gift and a curse.
If we can't reach Titled Douluo level and find a way to purge the poison completely, all of this is meaningless," Dugu Feng said calmly, his usual composure returning.
Through this breakthrough, he had truly grasped the terrifying nature of mixed poison.
He would need far more preparation before attempting a fourth soul ring.
Elder Jiu's respect deepened. In his heart, he believed the Dugu Clan was destined to rise again.
Without lingering further, they both hurried back toward the family estate.
In the familiar underground cavern, Xiao Jiu greeted him first.
"Young Master, the four single-attribute clans' gathering will be held in three days. This time, it's hosted by the Strength Clan. The Agility and Defense Clans' spirit masters have already arrived.
The Breaking Clan's Yang Wudi is still on the road but is expected to reach the city in two days!"
Dugu Feng's eyes gleamed.
Perfect.
Ever since returning from the Slaughter City, he'd been thinking about the Breaking Clan and Yang Wushuang.
He had tasked Elder Jiu's group with investigating the latest movements of the four single-attribute clans.
Every two years, those four clans held a gathering—rotating between their cities—to strengthen bonds and exchange aid.
This time, it would be held in Heaven Dou City under the Strength Clan.
And it was finally about to begin.
"Keep monitoring. Notify me the moment the Breaking Clan enters the city," Dugu Feng ordered.
"Yes, Young Master!" Xiao Jiu answered and withdrew.
Dugu Feng paced slowly within the cavern, deep in thought—
pondering how best to act, and how to move without drawing obvious suspicion from the Spirit Hall.
In truth, he had only one goal: Yang Wushuang's death.
As he always believed—among those who deal in poison, only the Dugu family may reign supreme.
Only then would the Spirit Hall truly fear them.
As for the Breaking Clan's patriarch, Yang Wudi—
in the original events, his son had died at the hands of the Spirit Hall, leaving him with bitter hatred and a desire to eliminate Yang Wushuang, the traitor.
But after what happened with Tang Bo in the Slaughter City, Dugu Feng knew one thing for certain—
he could no longer rely solely on memories of the original plot.
(END CHAPTER)
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