Douluo: Martial Soul Body, I’m True Master

This was a fruit grove, with massive breadfruits hanging from the tree tops, emitting a rich fragrance.

Herds of massive Diamond Mammoths roamed through the grove.

Their bodies were covered in thick, coarse grey-black fur, with solid muscle contours bulging beneath their skin.

Their limbs were as thick as thousand-year-old cypresses, and the ground trembled slightly whenever their feet landed.

A pair of curved tusks, over a zhang long, were sharp at the ends, shimmering with a cold, metallic luster under the sunlight.

Their long trunks were thick like battering rams, covered in tough wrinkles.

When they swept the ground, they brushed away fallen leaves, looking both flexible and hiding an immense force.

Most astonishing of all was the keratin layer covering their entire bodies.

It wasn’t smooth, but composed of countless angular, diamond-shaped crystals pieced together, refracting dazzling light.

It was like wearing heavy armor inlaid with gemstones, and beneath that magnificence lay a terrifying defensive power that was hard to break.

The tallest among the mammoth herd was a male mammoth nearly five meters high.

However, its Aura was fluctuating, clearly weakened, as it lay prone on the ground with its massive eyes closed, looking listless.

Occasionally, a clansman would bring it a breadfruit, but it would only use its long trunk to push the fruit back, showing no other reaction.

Snake Lance Douluo focused his gaze on the five-meter giant elephant surrounded by the Diamond Mammoths, recalling information about this type of Soul Beast in his mind.

Diamond Mammoth: Its size changes drastically after reaching a thousand years of cultivation.

At one thousand years, it is one meter tall; for every thousand years of cultivation added thereafter, its height increases by one meter.

If it reaches ten thousand years of cultivation, its height can reach ten meters.

After ten thousand years, for every ten thousand years of cultivation, its height increases by two meters.

If it could achieve ten million years, its height could reach thirty meters.

One must know, this is just height, not counting the Diamond Mammoth’s sturdy build.

If there truly were a hundred-thousand-year Diamond Mammoth, it would likely be no different from a mobile fortress.

“It’s about five meters tall, this is the one.”

After confirming there was no issue with the target, Snake Lance Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, preparing to strike.

Meanwhile, in another tree canopy: “Big Sister, they seem to be hunting a Soul Beast. Should we stop them?”

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion poked her head out from the arms of a black-haired girl, looking at the figure of Snake Lance Douluo in the distance, who was ready to strike, with some dissatisfaction.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s just a Diamond Mammoth, not a Primitive Mammoth; there’s nothing to care about.”

“It just so happens I haven’t seen how humans achieve a Breakthrough. This time, I’ll take a look.”

Her fair little feet wiggled the leaves on the branch, her clear, ethereal voice full of indifference.

As a being who inherited the Dragon God’s world-shaking “wisdom,” she wasn’t that stupid.

This Soul Master system was clearly devised by the God Realm specifically to target Soul Beasts.

To return and execute those traitors, she inevitably needed to have a deep understanding of them.

Through this Soul Master system, she might be able to catch a glimpse of that group of traitors.

“I, the Silver Dragon King, am very smart.”

“Alright then.”

Hearing that Big Sister had spoken, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion didn’t continue to worry about the life or death of that Diamond Mammoth.

Previously, Uncle Di Tian had instilled in her the idea that Soul Masters hunting Soul Beasts was abominable.

She had just listened to it, so she had just mentioned it.

Since Big Sister had no intention of stopping them, she, as the Auspicious Beast of the Empire, naturally had no need to stop them.

Anyway, if she wanted to eat, the number of Soul Beasts she killed in a day was more than this one, and no one would say she was wrong.

After all, she was the embodiment of the Star Dou Great Forest’s power of destiny.

Snake Lance Douluo was completely unaware that he had walked through the gates of hell.

He raised his hand to summon his Martial Soul.

A Snake Lance covered in black scales suddenly appeared.

The tip of the lance spat out a cold, dark blue gleam, and the shaft was covered in ferocious scale patterns, as if a live snake were writhing within it.

He stared at the Diamond Mammoth leader in the distance, and a powerful Aura suddenly erupted.

The surrounding air instantly stagnated.

At the same time, his figure turned into a blur, approaching the elephant herd almost like Teleportation, grazing the ground, with fallen leaves kicked up by his force.

The moment Snake Lance Douluo’s Aura erupted, it was the leader with the highest cultivation who reacted first.

Although its Martial Soul had suffered heavy damage, its vigilance toward its surroundings was still maxed out; or rather, it was precisely because of this damage that it had developed an even stronger sense of vigilance toward its surroundings.

This was the Star Dou Great Forest, a nature of survival of the fittest, a primitive area full of wildness, desolation, and barbarism.

There was no mercy here.

It wouldn’t let you go just because you were injured; it would only take advantage of your vulnerability.

For super Soul Beast species with Vicious Beasts sitting in charge, like the Emerald Swan or the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, the Star Dou Great Forest might be a society exclusive to Soul Beasts, with no worries about food, needing to guard only against evil existences that devoured Soul Beasts, such as the Dark Demonic Evil God Tiger or the Man Faced Demon Spider.

For other Soul Beasts, what they faced was the true Star Dou Great Forest—they needed to be vigilant about whether low-level Soul Beasts would take advantage of their plight, needed to be vigilant about the schemes of same-level Soul Beasts, and needed to be vigilant about the hunting of super Soul Beasts like the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear or the Titan Giant Ape.

Every moment, they had to keep their vigilance at the maximum.

It was precisely because of this vigilance cultivated by such a sinister environment that the moment Snake Lance Douluo’s Aura was released, the Diamond Mammoth leader immediately sensed it and instinctively reacted.

Its massive body suddenly stood up, its four thick elephant legs barely supporting its frame, and its long, thick trunk let out a deep and long elephant cry toward the sky.

“Wooo—”

The loud sound quickly spread throughout the entire forest.

Hearing the warning, the Diamond Mammoths subconsciously gathered quickly toward its side to prevent the enemy’s attack.

However, that was all.

Snake Lance Douluo’s figure flashed past the periphery of the herd.

The Snake Lance in his hand carried a sharp, wind-breaking whistle, instantly piercing toward the eyes of the 4,900-year-old Diamond Mammoth leader like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue.

He twisted his wrist slightly, the tip of the lance accurately avoiding the gaps in the diamond crystals, and unhesitatingly pierced into its left eye.

Then, he exerted force with his wrist, and the lance shaft pierced through, carrying hot body fluid out from the right eye.

In extreme pain, the mammoth leader’s long trunk swept over with immense power, but it was predicted by Snake Lance Douluo in advance.

The Snake Lance followed the momentum and lifted, the sharp blade instantly piercing through the thick trunk.

The action was smooth and finished in one go, fast to the extreme.

With the eyes and trunk pierced, body fluids and blood splattered everywhere, accompanied by a miserable, agonizing howl.

“Awoo—”

“Rise for me!”

Snake Lance Douluo shouted, and terrifying power erupted from his aged body.

With the elephant trunk hooked on the Snake Lance, he forcibly lifted the Diamond Mammoth up and then quickly retreated in the direction away from the herd.

As he retreated at high speed, he passed the tree where Tang Shan was located.

He casually swept his arm, and surging Soul Power rolled Tang Shan down, landing in his other hand.

Afterward, the Soul Power in his body surged, and his speed increased by another level.

The two figures quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

During the escape, Snake Lance Douluo also took the opportunity to slap a few trees along the way.

At this moment, the group of Diamond Mammoths finally reacted that their leader seemed to have been killed, and subconsciously wanted to chase in the direction the murderer had left.

However, accompanied by a series of creaking and cracking sounds, trees fell one after another, blocking their path of pursuit.

Apparently, the few slaps Snake Lance Douluo had made on the trees during his retreat had worked, causing them to fall and hinder the Diamond Mammoths’ pursuit.

By the time they went around the obstacle, Tang Shan and the others had already left a good distance away.

Moving at lightning speed, the scenery around them flowed by crazily.

Bursts of strong wind blew toward Tang Shan, but were blocked by a layer of invisible Soul Power shield.

He subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see a “small hill” hanging on the long Snake Lance, with blood spraying with the wind, staining the rapidly passing scenery red.

Occasionally, the massive body would slam onto the ground and be dragged quickly, leaving a wide trench on the ground.

The Diamond Mammoth’s defensive power was truly extraordinary.

It had been dragged at high speed for a very long distance before the diamond keratin layer protecting its body surface was damaged.

Afterward, the tough skin was in close contact with the ground for a long time before the defense was completely broken, adding a shocking blood-red color to the trench formed behind it.

Bang!

Not knowing how far they had left at high speed, Snake Lance Douluo’s speed slowly slowed down.

At this time, the two arrived at an open space.

The Soul Power shield covering Tang Shan’s whole body was retracted.

Snake Lance Douluo shook his long lance and threw the huge Diamond Mammoth away.

Tang Shan looked at the massive Soul Beast and the comparison with the incomparably slender lance, his expression a bit subtle.

Sure enough, the concentrated ones are the essence.

Hu—

Letting out a long breath, Snake Lance Douluo’s body was slightly sweating.

In fact, if Yu Long truly used his original strength, this Diamond Mammoth likely wouldn’t have survived a single round.

But to avoid killing the opponent directly, while also having to carry such a heavy Diamond Mammoth and run all the way, he was, after all, just a Tool Spirit Master.

His Soul Power, because of the improvement in the quality of his Martial Soul, although pure, had its total volume reduced quite a bit.

Completing the whole process of heavily injuring and retreating was still a bit exhausting.

“Adjust your state first.” Snake Lance Douluo looked at Tang Shan.

Tang Shan didn’t say much, sat cross-legged on the spot, calmed his mind, and mobilized his Soul Power to run a great circle.

After running a few cycles, he felt his heart lake was calm, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking at Snake Lance Douluo: “Senior, I am ready.”

Pfft!

A lance pierced through the huge grey-black body.

The Diamond Mammoth’s Aura dropped rapidly, and it was clearly already in a state of serious injury.

Tang Shan took out a bright silver long spear he had crafted from his spirit tool, and stabbed it into the brain along the wound where Snake Lance Douluo had previously pierced the opponent’s eye.

The thick elephant trunk twitched subconsciously, and then it lost its life.

Until Tang Shan gave the opponent the fatal blow, this Soul Beast with a cultivation age as high as 4,900 years didn’t make another howl.

Apparently, the Spiritual trauma brought to it by the Multi-Brain Monkey was much heavier than imagined.

The last elephant cry to warn the population was likely the limit of what the opponent’s Martial Soul could support.

Soul Power dissipated, and then slowly condensed a bright purple Soul Ring on its massive body, with rich Soul Power fluctuations emanating from it.

Tang Shan took a deep breath, activated his Martial Soul, and his body only swelled slightly.

A pale purple Soul Ring emerged from his feet.

He sat cross-legged beside the giant elephant’s body, following some mysterious traction, connected with the thousand-year spirit ring on the giant elephant’s corpse, and then communicated with the opponent, guiding it to fit onto his body.