Chapter 15 Desperate Counterattack, Outsmarting the Soul Ring

The Radiant Lion seemed to sense the sudden burst of fighting spirit emanating from Ye Feng. It let out a deafening roar, exerted force with its limbs, and transformed into a golden lightning bolt, pouncing once again!

This time, Ye Feng didn't dodge!

With a heavy stomp of his feet on the ground, he charged forward instead of retreating, heading straight for the lion!

"Well done!"

With a low shout, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and the little soul power in his body surged wildly, condensing into a golden light blade about half a meter long!

A man and a lion collided violently in the forest!

The collision of the light blade and the claws erupted with dazzling sparks.

Ye Feng felt an irresistible force coming from his arm, and he was forced back seven or eight steps. His arm went numb, and the light blade almost shattered.

The Radiant Lion was also left with a white mark on its claw by the sharpness of the light blade, and in pain, it became even more ferocious!

It opened its mouth and spat out a golden ball of light the size of a human head, which hurtled towards Ye Feng at an astonishing speed.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted, and he quickly stepped forward, his body becoming a blur as he narrowly avoided the ball of light.

The ball of light slammed into the giant tree behind him, blasting a huge, charred crater and sending wood chips flying everywhere.

What incredible power!

Ye Feng was still shaken and dared not be careless in the slightest.

Pushing his speed to the limit, he circled the Radiant Lion at high speed, his light blade constantly stabbing at the opponent's vitals from various tricky angles.

Eyes, neck, abdomen...

However, the Bright Lion's fighting instincts were too strong. No matter how strange Ye Feng's attacks were, it could always block or dodge in the simplest and most effective way, while constantly counterattacking with its claws, fangs, and light orbs.

The battle reached a stalemate.

Ye Feng's soul power was being rapidly depleted, and he was getting more and more wounds. Every collision with the lion's claws caused his blood and qi to surge.

If this continues, I'll be the first to collapse!

We have to give it our all!

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes. He deliberately created an opening, allowing the lion's claws to strike his left shoulder.

"Sizzle!"

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and excruciating pain followed.

But Ye Feng used the impact to get close to the Radiant Lion and poured all his remaining soul power into the short sword in his right hand!

It wasn't a light blade, but a finely tempered steel short sword!

We must use this last bit of soul power and go all in!

However, just as the short sword was about to be plunged into the lion's body, a cunning glint flashed in the Radiant Lion's eyes, and it swung its massive head around!

"Bang!"

Ye Feng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he had been struck by a giant battering sledgehammer. He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a tree trunk before sliding to the ground.

I felt like my bones were about to fall apart, my soul power was completely exhausted, and I didn't even have the strength to condense a sliver of light.

I'm exhausted...

The Radiant Lion walked forward step by step, its golden eyes filled with the arrogance of a victor.

It stopped in front of Ye Feng, looking down at its prey, which had almost exhausted all its patience.

It didn't immediately strike, seemingly enjoying its final moments.

Ye Feng lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, his body trembling, as if he had lost all ability to resist.

It's now!

Just as the Radiant Lion lowered its head and opened its blood-red maw, ready to bite off his throat!

Ye Feng, who had been "unconscious," suddenly sprang up like a spring stretched to its limit!

Using the last bit of strength he had squeezed out, he thrust a short sword upwards at an extremely fast speed, plunging it into the unsuspecting jaw of the Radiant Lion!

puff!

The short sword pierced precisely into his throat!

A sharp pain pierced through his jaw, and the Radiant Lion let out a choked wail, its massive body erupting in a final frenzy!

It shook its head frantically, trying to shake off the tiny creature pinned to its throat.

Ye Feng's body was violently shaken from side to side by this immense force, and his bones groaned as if they could not bear the strain.

But he refused to let go. Instead, he used the force of the swing to flip himself up with his last bit of strength and straddle the lion's head!

With his legs clamped tightly around the lion's neck, he abandoned his short sword and instead gripped the lion's mane and flesh at the back of its neck!

"Roar...woo..."

The Bright Lion struggled more and more violently, rampaging through the forest, breaking countless low shrubs, and its massive body plowing deep furrows into the ground.

Ye Feng felt as if his internal organs were about to be shaken out, but he gritted his teeth and pressed down with all his weight. The muscles in his arms bulged, and his knuckles lost their color from the exertion.

After an unknown amount of time, the violent power beneath him began to weaken.

The Radiant Lion's charge weakened, and its steps began to falter.

Finally, its massive body crashed to the ground, its limbs twitching unconsciously, its golden pupils gradually dilating, and a large amount of blood and white foam spilling from its mouth.

His disheveled, convulsing appearance was exactly the same as Ye Feng's when he collapsed and was exhausted.

Ye Feng rolled off the lion's head, panting heavily, his whole body soaked in sweat and blood.

Seeing that the Radiant Lion didn't have much time left, he dared not delay for even a moment.

The stench of blood here is so strong; it is definitely not a safe place to absorb a soul ring.

He forced himself to stand up, walked to the lion's side, grabbed one of its thick front legs, and began to drag it toward the tree hole where he was hiding.

This lion weighs at least several hundred kilograms, and in Ye Feng's current state, it would be extremely difficult for him to drag it.

With every step I took, a tearing pain shot through the wound on my shoulder.

The heavy corpse scraped across the fallen leaves, leaving a clear trail of blood.

As Ye Feng dragged the object, he cautiously looked around, afraid of being targeted by other soul beasts that smelled blood.

This short distance of 100 meters felt like an eternity.

Finally, they dragged the corpse of the Radiant Lion to the foot of that huge ancient tree, and with great effort, they managed to stuff most of the body into the hole they had dug in the tree.

After doing all this, Ye Feng could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, leaning against the tree trunk, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

Half an hour later, a faint twitch was heard from the tree hole, and then there was no sound at all.

That majestic and awe-inspiring Radiant Lion was completely dead.

A yellow halo, not too thick but of extremely pure color, slowly rose from its corpse and hovered quietly in mid-air.

Ye Feng took a moment to recover some of his strength. Looking at the spirit ring, he felt a little regretful, as the spirit ring was only about 360 years old and had not reached the limit of the first spirit ring.

However, this was enough to satisfy him.

This was a top-tier soul beast that he had hunted down all by himself, a beast far exceeding its level! The sense of accomplishment he felt was immeasurable, far beyond what years could measure.