As seen through the Emerald Devil Bird's equally exceptional dynamic vision, Little Red's lewd grin, like that of a pervert teasing an innocent girl, was even clearer.
Although it could see, its body was unable to accelerate further; it was as if it were trapped in a slow-motion world.
All senses were exceptionally clear, but its body was uniquely beyond its control.
In this slow-motion world, Little Red was like an agile elf, skillfully dodging the surrounding tree trunks, using minimal evasive movements to constantly close the distance between them.
One green and one red figure sped through the forest, but the red one behind was approaching the former with overwhelming speed.
The sonic boom caused by Little Red and the sound of its flight attracted the attention of many soul beasts, but by the time they noticed the sound, the two figures had already flown out of their field of vision.
In this complex yet extremely brief chase, Little Red easily caught up with the Emerald Devil Bird.
It flew to the back of the Emerald Devil Bird and revealed the dragon claws beneath it.
The sharp dragon claws, like golden hooks, with its downward swooping posture, hooked onto the Emerald Devil Bird's prized green wings in one fell swoop.
"Screech!"
The dragon claws, filled with immense power, embedded themselves into the wings, forcefully stopping the wings' vibrations.
The intense, bone-crushing pain, on the contrary, aroused the Emerald Devil Bird's ferocity.
The only reddish bird beak, empowered by its soul power, burst forth with an extremely sharp aura.
Ignoring the twisting of its wings, it forcefully turned its body and neck, using its sharp red beak to launch a counter-attack.
Therefore, the Emerald Devil Bird's attack easily targeted its brow.
"Clang!"
Just as the Emerald Devil Bird was inwardly complacent, feeling pleased with its surprise attack, its beak collided violently with Little Red's forehead.
Intense pain and shock, accompanied by a sharp metallic clanging sound, reverberated back into its brain.
It only felt as if its mouth had hit an indestructible metal mountain, not only causing no harm but also enduring all the rebound damage from the attack.
The Emerald Devil Bird's eyes began to turn white, and its entire tense body quickly softened.
Seeing the completely unconscious Emerald Devil Bird, Little Red raised its head and said proudly, "The Emerald Devil Bird is nothing more than this."
After hearing Quan Yi's tales of the Emerald Devil Bird devouring the brains of true dragons, Little Red, as a dragon soul, naturally felt unhappy about it.
Therefore, it used this defenseless posture to forcefully receive the Emerald Devil Bird's attack, just to prove the strength of the Dragon Clan.
After growing into a God-level dragon soul, Little Red not only improved its strength but also refined its personality.
Pride and playfulness, these unique characteristics of Little Red, began to become increasingly apparent.
After venting its dissatisfaction, Little Red carried the Emerald Devil Bird and flew towards the sky.
At its speed, it quickly returned to Quan Yi's side, who was hovering in the air.
Passing through the barrier, Little Red placed the Emerald Devil Bird into Quan Yi's palm.
Looking at the small bird, only the size of a palm, yet possessing such explosive power, Quan Yi also curiously glanced at it a few more times.
Then, he looked at Qi Feng and instructed, "Take its life while it's unconscious.
Oh, right, remember not to damage the main body; I need its corpse to remain intact."
Qi Feng indicated that he understood, took the Emerald Devil Bird, and used his right fingertip to condense a small sword-shaped soul power, accurately shooting it into its mouth, directly reaching the brain.
Under Qi Feng's exquisite control of soul power, the unconscious Emerald Devil Bird died without any pain, and its small body subsequently burst out with a vast and violent soul power fluctuation.
A black soul ring with a lifespan of over fifty thousand years appeared in Qi Feng's palm.
Although the absorption limit of the eighth soul ring can reach up to one hundred thousand years, from this perspective, absorbing the Emerald Devil Bird's soul ring, with a lifespan not exceeding sixty thousand years, seems to be a disadvantage.
But judging a soul ring cannot be based solely on lifespan.
The bloodline strength of the soul beast and the quality of the soul ring are both very important factors.
Judging from the Emerald Devil Bird's strength, fifty thousand years of cultivation is comparable to a one hundred thousand year soul beast. In terms of soul ring quality, it belongs to the top-tier level in the realm below one hundred thousand years.
Moreover, if its lifespan were a bit higher, it would instead become difficult for Qi Feng to absorb the soul ring.
Feeling the intense energy fluctuations released by the soul ring, Qi Feng swallowed nervously, both tense and excited.
He looked at Quan Yi, signaling that he wanted to absorb the soul ring.
"Senior, absorb it here. Rest assured, with me here, no one can hinder you from absorbing the soul ring."
With Quan Yi's guarantee, Qi Feng sat down cross-legged in peace and summoned the simple and unadorned Cyan Steel Sword, hovering in front of him.
The black soul ring, summoned by the martial soul, was placed on the Cyan Steel.
At the moment when the two were connected, the simple light cyan long sword emitted a more profound cyan light.
And Qi Feng, who was preparing to absorb the soul ring, let out a muffled groan due to the violent soul power impact.
A shrill bird cry sounded in his mind, causing severe pain in Qi Feng's sea of consciousness.
However, soon, this violent mental shock was forcibly suppressed by him.
For him, such pain was commonplace; he was already accustomed to the shattering of his soul.
In terms of willpower, Quan Yi believed that Qi Feng was definitely no less than him.
Especially when this willpower came from the desire to protect his family, it would be particularly tenacious.
The Emerald Devil Bird's soul power was constantly scouring Qi Feng's Cyan Steel Sword; the simple and unadorned sword edge began to bloom with a more amazing edge under the tempering of the violent and sharp soul power.
And the color of the sword gradually changed from light to dark, leaning towards a color that was a mixture of emerald green and light cyan.
From Quan Yi's perspective as a blacksmith, he could see that the toughness of the Cyan Steel Sword's blade was constantly increasing, and on this basis, the sharpness of the blade and the tip of the sword were increasing at an even greater rate.
He looked directly at the edge of the sword with his naked eyes, and his pupils would faintly ache, from which it could be seen how much the sharpness and attack power had improved.
Of course, this improvement was not perfect in his eyes, and there was still room for improvement, but it would not hurt to correct it after absorbing the soul ring.
Qi Feng's soul ring absorption was exceptionally smooth compared to Ye Lingling.
Although it took a longer period of time, fortunately, the whole process was uneventful, and everything was under Qi Feng's control.
When the soul ring, with its depleted soul power, was completely integrated into the martial soul, Qi Feng's Cyan Steel Sword also underwent obvious changes.
First of all, the color changed from the original light cyan to the current deep cyan, and then, there was an even more striking change: a touch of red blood light, which was obviously contrasting with the deep cyan color, was dyed on the tip of the sword at the top.
This touch of red, just like the Emerald Devil Bird's beak, released an extremely strange and dangerous sharp aura.
After absorbing the Emerald Devil Bird's soul ring, the seemingly ordinary martial soul honed an extraordinary edge.
