Facing the Silvermoon Wolf King's bite, Wu Ling instinctively used an iron bridge dodge and leaned backward beneath it.
Under normal circumstances, the Silvermoon Wolf King could have adjusted its position in midair with Spirit Power and attacked Wu Ling while he was on the ground. But now, it was already wrapped in lethal poison. The fact that it could still move at all was thanks to that little grass it had eaten long ago, let alone having the strength to gather Spirit Power and adjust its position.
After dodging the wolf king's bite, Wu Ling completely ignored his image. He rolled back to his feet like a carp flipping up and turned around.
Hidden in the dark, Ghost saw that Wu Ling still had the ability to fight back, so he did not act. He continued letting Wu Ling face the Silvermoon Wolf King.
At this point, the Silvermoon Wolf King had already sensed that its death was near. Drowning in despair, it intended to make one final gamble.
"Awoo!" Bastard, I will drag you down with me!
Wu Ling turned around and focused all his attention. He had to watch for the wolf king's final counterattack at all times.
The wolf king charged toward Wu Ling again, but this time, it did not leap to bite. It simply rushed straight at him.
Like a last flash before death, its poison-invaded body had already gone numb. But so what? Running had long since become its instinct. After only a few steps, its speed actually surpassed what it had shown earlier.
Facing the Silvermoon Wolf King charging toward him, Wu Ling had already calculated its speed and angle. Just as he was about to jump right to evade, his whole body suddenly felt light.
Wu Ling realized it immediately. "My Spirit Power is back!"
Because Wu Ling's attention was unusually focused this time, he reacted almost instantly. The Silvermoon Wolf King, meanwhile, used this recovered portion of Spirit Power to reinforce itself.
"Roar!" This is my last Spirit Power. Die, human!
With Spirit Power reinforcing it, the Silvermoon Wolf King's speed abruptly increased. It rushed at him faster than Wu Ling had calculated.
But this time, Wu Ling would not simply wait for death. He raised his hand in front of himself, and his yellow Spirit Ring lit up before his palm. His long sword blocked in front of him, while his shadow stretched. Half a human figure had already begun to emerge.
The sharp wolf fangs coated in Spirit Power bit down on Wu Ling's sword.
After only half a second, cracks appeared across the blade.
Another half second later, the sword that had accompanied Wu Ling for four years broke for the first time.
The instant the Silvermoon Wolf King shattered the sword and opened its jaws again toward Wu Ling's head, Azure finally emerged thanks to the sword's sacrifice.
As Wu Ling and Azure exchanged positions, Wu Ling appeared three meters behind Azure's original location. Azure's vision flashed, and a foul-smelling maw was already about to touch his blue hair.
"Ah. The third time this week. And now the methods of death have gained another variant. To live or not to live, is that really only a question?"
Then Azure's consciousness cut off.
Wu Ling condensed a new sword and slashed at the half-dead wolf king, which could no longer use even Spirit Power.
"Swallow Reversal! Bird Reversal! Sparrow Reversal!"
After three consecutive reversal attacks, a black Spirit Ring rose from the Silvermoon Wolf King's corpse.
"Whew. This world might be the only world where fake deaths are impossible. If no Spirit Ring appears, it is not dead. If the Spirit Ring appears, it is definitely dead."
After that sigh, Ghost appeared again.
He looked at the black Spirit Ring, which to him was ordinary beyond ordinary, but surprise rippled through his heart.
"To kill four ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts as a Spirit Adept. Even if he used poison, an unglamorous method, where in this world is there such a thing as truly fair? If the result is good, then the action is good. For Wu Ling's level, he did very well."
Ghost nodded almost imperceptibly, then asked with concern, "How are you, Wu Ling? The Spirit Ring still has two hours before it dissipates. Do you want to rest first?"
The battle had been short, but the danger, stamina consumption, and Spirit Power expenditure were far from small.
"Yes. I will recover some Spirit Power first, then re-condense Azure."
Wu Ling immediately sat cross-legged. He took recovery pills from his storage ring, swallowed them, and began restoring his body and Spirit Power.
Half an hour later, Wu Ling stood again. Azure and Ember appeared beside him, and the three of them looked at the black Spirit Ring above the Silvermoon Wolf King's corpse.
Wu Ling seemed to be speaking to himself, but also explaining to Ghost.
"Ember and Azure are my clones, but they are not ordinary clones. They were created by copying part of my soul.
"Aside from not having Martial Souls, and aside from their consciousnesses containing only part of my thoughts, they can be said to possess everything I have.
"Since they are capable of using Spirit Skills, we can infer that they can also absorb Spirit Rings, much like assistants helping me with absorption.
"My body can withstand a Spirit Ring of around five thousand years. Azure is the same as me. Ember's body is the strongest, so he can withstand about seven thousand years.
"If we absorb together, the pressure will be divided among three bodies. In theory, that means absorption can succeed.
"The solution to soul shock follows the same principle. Ember's tolerance is the same as mine, while Azure's tolerance is one and a half times mine. If the three of us absorb it together, the success rate should be quite high.
"Of course, all of this is theoretical. It has not been tested. So if something happens to me later, I will need you to interrupt me, Grandpa Ghost. Even if this Spirit Ring is wasted, it does not matter."
There was no sound around him, but Wu Ling knew Ghost had definitely heard.
With Ghost protecting him, Wu Ling felt reassured and formed a triangle around the Silvermoon Wolf King's corpse with Ember and Azure.
"When I first saw the Silvermoon Wolf King, I thought it could only be Paracelsus. But that Spirit Lock ability just gave me a pleasant surprise. It looks like there will be an unexpected gain this time."
After speaking, Wu Ling and his two clones circulated their Spirit Power at the same time. The Spirit Ring did not approach any one of them. Or rather, whenever it moved toward one person, the other two pulled it back to the center.
Ghost flashed to Wu Ling's side and carefully watched for changes in his body.
Ten minutes later, the Spirit Ring absorption reached its critical moment. Pain surfaced on Wu Ling, Azure, and Ember's faces.
Ghost extended his hand, but when he saw Wu Ling's expression steady again, he withdrew it.
Twenty minutes later, Ember and Azure shattered completely and merged back into Wu Ling's body. The black Spirit Ring followed them in.
Seeing this, Ghost quietly sighed. "It really succeeded. A ten-thousand-year third Spirit Ring."
After Wu Ling fully woke up, Ghost stepped forward and asked, "How is it, Wu Ling? Does the person this time satisfy you?"
For Bibi Dong, Ghost, and the other informed people, watching Wu Ling absorb a Spirit Ring was like opening a blind box. No one knew what surprise would jump out.
Wu Ling did not make Ghost wait. He directly announced the result.
"Grandpa Ghost, this person is almost perfect for me. Her name is Medea. She is a witch."