It was relatively common knowledge that Spirit Souls could use the Soul Skills they bestowed upon Soul Masters themselves as well. The Purple Forest Witch was no exception to this rule and with its intelligence, it should've been able to do so long ago, but never did. Sheng Feilong never pressed that matter as it wasn't really urgent, as well.

Although it become more active, its childlike and irresponsible behaviour still remained, thus Sheng Feilong usually didn't want to rely on it. This time however, its childlike voice brought a small smile on his lips while he was charging at the Draconic Forest Tyrant. 'You want to play, too? You see that big guy over there? He's the one who's guessing; If he finds the real one, we lose.'

The Purple Forest Witch reacted in a childlike manner again, chuckling a bit, then waved its arms around, causing two more Spirit Body Replica's to appear around Sheng Feilong, both of which also looked like exact copies of the real Sheng Feilong.

Just like Yuanen Yehui, the Draconic Forest Tyrant was stumped by the display for a moment, but then simply ignored it, attacking one Sheng Feilong after the other. However, with the Purple Forest Witch and Sheng Feilong working together to control the replicas, the Draconic Forest Tyrant had no chance to catch them; If one dodged its attack, the other five and the real Sheng Feilong would attack it from other positions.

Normally, that wouldn't be a problem for the Draconic Forest Tyrant; Sheng Feilong had attacked it before, unable to wound it, but the very nature of the Spirit Body Replica's worked in Sheng Feilong's favour. As a physical manifestation of a mental attack, the Spirit Body Replica's attack power was equivalent to a full power mental attack of Sheng Feilong. That multiplied by the number of Spirit Bodies and attacks was more than enough to put the Draconic Forest Tyrant in a disadvantageous position.

A few monutes had pa.s.sed since Sheng Feilong started his a.s.sault, yet the Draconic Forest Tyrant's body was riddled with slas.h.i.+ng wounds from Sheng Feilong's shortswords. The Soul Beast was growing more and more enraged, flailing around to get rid of Sheng Feilong and the Spirit Body Replicas, though its wild and unfocused manner of attack only made it easier for Sheng Feilong.

Still, despite the seemingly advantageous position, Sheng Feilong's forehead and back were drenched in sweat. The Spirit Body Replica's were indeed powerful, but they completely relied on Sheng Feilong's Soul Power to maintain themselves as well as his Spirit Power for every attack they made. Moreover, he had to split his thoughts to move every single one of them individually.

After all of those attacks, he was already getting exhausted. Thankfully, the Purple Forest Witch was controlling two of the replicas, imitating what Sheng Feilong did and taking part of the strenuous experience off of him; Four replicas was the absolute maximum he could effectively control with his current strength.

During this whole time, Yuanen Yehui was put on edge. She strained her senses to find the perfect opportunity to attack, but had yet to find it thus far. Despite the Draconic Forest Tyrant's wild behaviour, it was still protecting itself properly, not allowing for Yuanen Yehiu to exploit any opening.

If it wasn't for the fact that Sheng Feilong didn't care if he hit a vital part or basically just cut its skin, he would also be hard pressed to attack the Draconic Forest Tyrant; Thus far, he has also not hit a vital part of the Soul Best even once.

The fight continued to remain in this deadlock for a long time, with the Draconic Forest Tyrant acc.u.mulating more and more injuries and Sheng Feilong slowly getting more and more exhausted. Yuanen Yehui was clenching her fists and wanted to jump in to the fight to help Sheng Feilong, but she still couldn't find an opening.

After a long time, Yuanen Yehui noticed a burst of Soul Power from a place far behind her and turned around. A few moment later, she could see a surprised Huang Jialong standing in front of her. "Yehui?" He looked around, his eyes focussing on Sheng Feilong and the Draconic Forest Tyrant near instantly.

His Soul Power surged once more, the image of a ma.s.sive black Hydra with five heads appearing behind his back while a total of six Soul Rings jumped into existence behind his back. The Hydra's maws opened wide as Huang Jialong jumped into the fray, causing a booming dragon's cry to echo through the area.

The Draconic Forest Tyrant flinched ever so slightly, its head whipping around to focus on Huang Jialong's figure, blacking his first attack with its tail. Huang Jialong quickly made his way over to Sheng Feilong's side, standing amidst him and the six Spirit Body Replicas.

The seven Sheng Feilong's smiled at Huang Jialong, then spoke at the same time. ""Took you long enough, Brother Huang!"" Huang Jialong was taken aback, not quite sure what to think of this situation, but the real Sheng Feilong suddenly spoke up alone. "Right, sorry, that's my Soul Skill. Focus on defeating that Soul Beast; Ma.s.sive body, immense physical strength, high Spirit Power and a draconic bloodline. It's intelligent and knows how to defend its vital points."

"Got it." Huang Jialong answered briefly with a nod, then focused on the Draconic Forest Tyrant. The Soul Rings behind his back became more vibrant while his Soul Power surged again. A moment later, the first Soul Ring behind his back lit up bright, causing black scales to appear on his arms and shoulder, crawling up his neck until they also covered his lower jawline.

A second Soul Ring lit up behind Huang Jialong's back, this time being the fifth one, a black Soul Ring. His eyes changed, the irises turning into vertical slits of a purple colour, while his sclera darkened considerably. At the same time, the muscles all around his body tensed and began to bulge slightly, making Huang Jialong look easily ten centimetres taller.

The second transformation caused a reaction in the Draconic Forest Tyrant – a detail that Sheng Feilong naturally didn't miss. 'That Soul Skill...? He's exuding the aura of a real Hydra, suppressing the Soul Beast's bloodline. Perfect!' He looked at Huang Jialong with a grin. "Brother Huang, you lead the a.s.sault; Don't worry about defending or the mental attacks; Focus on offence, I'll deal with the rest!"

"Got it. Let's go!" Huang Jialong once again nodded shortly, then charged at the Draconic Forest tyrant with a single jump. The image of the five Hydra heads superimposed over his arms, legs and own head as he sent a single punch out to the Draconic Forest Tyrant. He fiercely collided with the Draconic Forest Tyrant, is punch being blocked by one of its limbs.

The ground beneath them cracked, causing Huang Jialong to sink a few centimetres into the ground, but unlike Yuanen Yehui, who was usually flung back by the impacts with the Soul Beast, he could still stand his ground, even forcing the Draconic Forest Tyrant's limb back by a bit.

The Soul Beast was about to retaliate against Huang Jialong, but was stopped by Sheng Feilong, who accurately pierced its thigh with one of his shortswords while the Spirit Body Replicas continued to attack the Draconic Forest Tyrants side.

This continued for the whole fight; If the Draconic Forest Tyrant focused on one of them, the other would interfere, wounding the Soul Beast in the process. Their attacks seemed incredibly well coordinated, every attacks meticulously planned to open up an opportunity to attack for the other fighter as they gradually beat the Draconic Forest Tyrant down.

The whole fight, since Huang Jialong joined, took over an hour with him and Sheng Feilong working together to finally bring the Soul Beast down. By that time, both of them were utterly exhausted from the fight and barely in any condition to stand. Both deactivated their Soul Skills, looked at each other and started laughing.

This was the first time they had fought together like this and although there were still flaws, their coordination was incredible. Huang Jialong took a deep breath, then looked at Sheng Feilong with a playful smile. "That was incredible. I didn't know you can fight like that. You never showed it during spars."

"Of course not. Why would I try to kill you?" Sheng Feilong replied in the same playful manner, then looked at the corpse of the Draconic Forest Tyrant. "Still, just what kind of beast is that..? I've never seen it before." Huang Jialong shook his head lightly. "Me neither, but who cares? It's dead and look at that."

He pointed at the huge, black Soul Ring floating above the Draconic Forest Tyrant. "Judging from the size, its at least 15.000-years-old. Moreover, it's of the spiritual attribute, right? You go for it." Sheng Feilong was stunned for a moment, but soon agreed to absorb the Draconic Forest tyrant's energy. He was only one of their group who didn't absorb a Soul Beast yet, moreover, the Draconic Forest Tyrant really fit him quite well.

Before that, though, he quickly double checked with Yuanen Yehui, who only nodded in response. Thus, Sheng Feilong sat down next to the corpse and began absorbing its remnant energy. Meanwhile, Yuanen Yehui continued to stand aside, absent mindedly staring at the two of them and the Soul Beast behind them with a complicated expression.