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Chapter 14 Slaying! Absorbing the Second Soul Ring! Another General Joins the Underworld! Next Targe
The Dark Serpent suddenly raised its head and turned to the left, avoiding the Ghost Tiger's claws.
The abdomen is raised.
Mingfei moved.
He leaped down from the tree branch, unleashing the full acceleration of the "Dark Tiger Assassination Technique," his legs seemingly imbued with boundless power, each step covering nearly three meters.
His body left a blurry afterimage in the darkness, the Hades Sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the underworld patterns on the sword lit up with a grayish-white light.
three seconds.
He covered the 50-meter distance in just three seconds.
The Dark Serpent's senses locked onto the suddenly appearing, abnormally hot object, but it was too late to react.
Its head was still tilted to the left, the venom was still accumulating, its tail had just been pulled out and had not yet been retracted, and its abdomen was raised high, exposed to the edge of the Hades Sword.
Mingfei wasn't aiming for the center of the abdomen.
Although it is softer than the back, it is still protected by scales.
He was aiming at the wound the woman had previously inflicted.
The two-inch-deep wound had already caused cracks in the scales on his abdomen.
The tip of the Hades Sword pierced the crack precisely, following the trajectory of the woman's thrust, and pierced diagonally upwards through the abdomen of the Dark Serpent, penetrating its internal organs.
Mingfei pressed his entire weight onto the hilt of the sword, and the Hades Sword continued to penetrate deeper until the entire sword was submerged in the body of the Dark Serpent.
The Dark Serpent's body suddenly froze.
Then it started rolling around wildly.
Mingfei didn't draw his sword. Instead, he loosened the hilt and rolled to the side, dodging the Dark Serpent's frantic struggle before its death.
The Hades Sword was still embedded in the Dark Serpent's body, and all the dark runes on the sword had lit up.
A grayish-white light shone through the gaps in the Dark Serpent's scales, as if a lamp had been lit inside its body.
The Hades Sword is devouring.
The Dark Serpent's life force, soul power, and remnant soul were all greedily absorbed by the Underworld Sword.
Its struggles grew weaker and weaker, its tail lashes became slower and slower, and its fangs' bites became less and less powerful.
About a minute later.
The Dark Serpent's body finally stopped convulsing.
Mingfei got up from the ground, walked to the corpse of the Dark Serpent, and pulled the Hades Sword out of its body.
The sword was covered in black blood, but the blood was quickly absorbed by the sword, and the dark patterns on the sword became even brighter.
A deep purple light rose from the corpse of the Dark Serpent, slowly condensing into a soul ring.
The purple was so deep it was almost black, emitting a dim light in the darkness.
A six-thousand-year-old soul ring.
Mingfei sat down cross-legged, placed the Hades Sword across his lap, and guided the soul ring toward his body.
The moment the spirit ring touched the Hades Sword, a chilling power surged into his consciousness.
It's not information, it's not skills, it's something more primal.
The Dark Serpent's instincts.
Entanglement, strangulation, venom, perception... these abilities are absorbed, transformed, and compressed by the Hades Sword, ultimately condensing into a complete soul skill.
Second Soul Skill: Dark Nether Strangulation.
It's not a swordsmanship skill, but a kind of control over the battlefield.
Centered on the Hades Sword, the strangulation power of the Dark Serpent is released, forming an invisible binding field within a certain range to trap the enemy and restrict their movement.
The trapped enemy will feel a sense of oppression, as if being coiled by a giant python; the weaker the enemy, the stronger the restraint.
Ming Fei opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The first spirit ring is assassination, and the second spirit ring is crowd control.
One attack and one control skill, used in combination, have a far greater effect than a single soul skill.
He stood up and took the corpse of the Dark Serpent into the Underworld.
The gray mist surged out, engulfing the corpse of the six-thousand-year-old giant python into the depths of the underworld.
The cracks in the scorched earth widened further, the dark red light grew brighter, and the area of the underworld expanded outwards by another ring at this moment.
All seventeen hundred-year-old soul beasts were re-formed from the underworld. They surrounded Mingfei. The Crimson Flame Scorpion's tail hook no longer curled up, the Netherworld Wolf's green eyes no longer flickered, and the Ironback Lizard's tail hung quietly on the ground.
They are waiting for his next command.
Ghost Tiger crouched not far away, licking the remaining blood of the Dark Serpent from its claws.
Three human undead stood further away: the woman leaned against a tree trunk, the man on watch held his shield, and the man in the second ring sheathed his dagger.
Mingfei glanced at his "army".
Seventeen hundred-year-old soul beasts, one eight-hundred-year-old Netherworld Wolf, one thousand-year-old Ghost Tiger, and three human soul master spirits who were either second or third ring spirits.
Add him.
And the six-thousand-year-old Dark Serpent that was just brought into the Underworld.
It will also transform into a spirit in the underworld, becoming another of his trump cards.
The sky began to lighten.
Mingfei turned around and walked deeper into the forest.
His men followed silently behind him, like a gray tide that engulfed the darkness behind him.
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After the Dark Serpent's soul rings stabilized on the sword, Mingfei did not stay in Sunset Forest for another day.
There are still many spirit beasts in the forest, some are thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years old.
But his goal now is no longer to hunt soul beasts.
Soul beasts can provide soul rings, corpses, and remnant souls.
But all of these are too slow.
It took him nearly two days from discovering the 6,000-year-old Dark Serpent to killing it.
Two days, one.
At this rate, how many will he have in five years?
Hundreds?
Several thousand?
not enough.
Far from enough.
The underworld needs a massive amount of death energy, resentment, and anger; it needs a constant stream of corpses and remnant souls.
The death aura of soul beasts is an order of magnitude weaker than that of humans.
It's not that the souls of spirit beasts are weak, but rather that their deaths are too "natural."
They are born in the forest and die in the forest; there is a primal balance between life and death, with little residual negative emotion.
Humans are different.
When humans die, they carry with them fear, resentment, anger, and despair.
These emotions erupt at the moment of death, forming a powerful negative energy that is far more "intense" than the remnant soul of a soul beast.
Especially those who died violent deaths.
People killed on the battlefield, people hunted by enemies, people killed by conspiracies.
Their death aura was imbued with intense obsession, which was the best nourishment for the underworld.
Moreover, human corpses, once transformed into undead, possess far greater agility than spirit beasts.
No matter how powerful a spirit beast or undead is, it is still just a wild beast and can only execute simple commands.
Human undead retain their wisdom and combat experience from their previous lives, enabling them to perform complex tactical tasks and even think and make independent judgments.
This is what Mingfei truly needs.
An army of undead with brains, discipline, and fearlessness.
The battlefield is the ideal place.
The Tian Dou Empire and the Xing Luo Empire have been at war on their border for years. The two empires have been fighting for territory, resources, and face for over a hundred years without reaching a conclusion.
There are small-scale conflicts every few months along the border, and one or two major battles every year.
The dead piled up like mountains, with no one to collect their bodies or bury them. They were simply left on the battlefield to feed birds and beasts, rotting into mud.
The deathly aura, the resentment, the unclaimed corpses.
To others, it was tragic and lamentable.
For Mingfei, those were resources, wealth, and the capital for his rapid growth.
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