Yang Pingan had been tracking this Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle for several days, generally figuring out the habits of this group of Thick-shelled Turtles.
This group of Thick-shelled Turtles usually hid among a pile of rocks, where their turtle nest was located beneath.
Aside from occasional hunting, they spent most of their time sleeping.
Moreover, according to the habits of the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle, if you couldn’t succeed in one strike, it would likely hide and never reappear.
The main food source for this group of Thick-shelled Turtles consisted of various small fish and shrimp from the stream; they were basically unable to hunt other powerful land Spirit Beasts.
There were more than ten Thick-shelled Turtles in this group, three of which were over a hundred years old, and the rest were ten-year Spirit Beasts.
A cold glint flashed in Yang Pingan’s eyes.
This group of Thick-shelled Turtles always stayed together, so he would probably have to kill them all at once.
Yang Pingan directly dug a huge trap on the Thick-shelled Turtles’ usual path.
The trap was three meters deep and five meters long and wide, with its bottom filled with various homemade spikes and even a small amount of acquired spider venom.
The entire surface of the trap was first covered with a thick layer of fence, which was then covered with various sand and stones.
A very sharp steel wire was tied to the main beam of the fence, then laid on the ground, with its end extending more than ten meters away.
After waiting another two days, in the morning, when the Thick-shelled Turtles went to their usual stream to forage, Yang Pingan kept a close eye on their movements, holding the other end of the steel wire in his hand.
As a Gold Armor Turtle stepped onto the trap, Yang Pingan, hidden in the shadows, pulled the steel wire with all his might.
The other end of the steel wire directly severed the main beam on the surface of the trap, and the entire fence fell into the trap.
The Thick-shelled Turtles that had not yet caught up immediately turned and fled, completely abandoning their usual leisurely pace.
After falling into the trap, the Thick-shelled Turtles seemed to struggle desperately, trying to climb out along the broken fence.
But Yang Pingan acted very quickly, directly using his sharp long knife to cut all around the fence, causing the entire fence to sink completely.
A total of eight Thick-shelled Turtles fell into the trap, including the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle that Yang Pingan was particularly interested in.
After completely falling into the trap, many Mysterious Nether Turtles let out cries.
Although their thick shells could protect their bodies from harm, as soon as they moved their limbs or heads, they were easily pricked by the spikes, and even susceptible to poisoning.
In the blink of an eye, all the Thick-shelled Turtles stopped moving, retracting their limbs and heads into their shells, like stones. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Yang Pingan had anticipated this and directly threw in various dry woods, then set the entire trap on fire.
With the dry wood and kindling, the many Thick-shelled Turtles suddenly found themselves in a sea of fire, and once again began to struggle desperately.
Yang Pingan and the Purple Gold Mastiff stared intently at the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle in the middle, as it was the most difficult Spirit Beast to deal with.
The fire burned for half a day.
Several ten-year Spirit Beasts were directly burned to death, and several white spirit rings appeared.
However, these hundred-year Spirit Beasts clearly had much stronger fire resistance and defense.
Nevertheless, after such a long period of intense burning, their aura had noticeably weakened.
Yang Pingan was not at ease at all; he just waited quietly, occasionally adding more firewood.
The Purple Gold Mastiff patrolled in the distance, using its sense of smell to detect if anyone or any Spirit Beasts were approaching.
When one of the hundred-year-old Thick-shelled Turtles died, the first hundred-year spirit ring appeared.
Yang Pingan felt that it was about time.
Yang Pingan swung his hand with all his might, and a huge steel net enveloped the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle.
Then, he used all his strength to pull the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle up and prepared to leave the area quickly.
The fire had been burning for so long that the area was no longer safe.
It might attract Spirit Beasts and people, which would be troublesome then.
After the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle was pulled out of the fire by Yang Pingan, its limbs and head tried to extend out to attack the enemy in front of it.
However, Yang Pingan’s steel net was specially made for capturing Spirit Beasts; it was not only very sharp but also tightened more with every struggle.
In a short while, the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle’s limbs and head developed considerable wounds, its entire Soul Power grew weaker and weaker, and its whole body even began to look as if it was on its last breath.
Seeing this, Yang Pingan immediately carried the several-hundred-jin Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle and ran, only gradually stopping after running for a full hour.
Yang Pingan directly brought the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle into an abandoned Spirit Beast nest.
This nest was over four meters in both length and width, likely belonging to some kind of bear-type Spirit Beast, which had probably been hunted and killed long ago.
Upon entering the nest, he disregarded the dimness inside and directly took out a pre-prepared long sword, stabbing it straight into the Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle’s head.
The Mysterious Gold Nether Armor Turtle was already severely wounded.
After being stabbed several times, it finally let out a wail, and a yellow spirit ring appeared in the dim nest.
Instead, he made some arrangements outside the nest, including scattering some powerful Spirit Beast dung powder and digging some small traps.
After all the arrangements were complete, Yang Pingan began to prepare to absorb the spirit ring.
The Purple Gold Mastiff seemed to have an intense desire for this spirit ring, even showing a hint of greed in its eyes.
Having spent so many years with the Purple Gold Mastiff, Yang Pingan naturally understood its little thoughts.
He sat cross-legged and began to absorb this spirit ring.
Following the method of absorbing a spirit ring, Yang Pingan summoned the Purple Gold Mastiff in front of him and used his Soul Power to guide the spirit ring onto his body.
As the spirit ring enveloped his body, Yang Pingan felt as if his entire body was in a raging fire.
Countless energies surged into his body, his blood seemed to boil, and even his skin felt like it was burning.
His body seemed to be struck by some kind of energy.
If Yang Pingan hadn’t been forging iron for a long time and used it to train himself, he wouldn’t have known if he could survive this energy impact.
Yang Pingan even began to feel that his body was on the verge of collapsing due to the excessive influx of energy.
Five full hours passed.
Yang Pingan’s expression changed repeatedly, at times becoming extremely ferocious, at other times extremely resolute and fierce, before finally calming down.
This indicated that the spirit ring had been absorbed without any major incident.
When Yang Pingan opened his eyes, it was dark all around; even the faint light that had originally shone from outside was completely gone.
It seemed it was now night.
Yang Pingan clenched his fists and felt that his strength and physical fitness had greatly improved.
Especially after Yang Pingan summoned the Purple Gold Mastiff and observed it carefully, the Purple Gold Mastiff’s strength seemed to have increased significantly, particularly the Gold Attribute energy on its body.
Absorbing this spirit ring probably had a great amplifying effect on the Purple Gold Mastiff.
Yang Pingan then carefully examined his own body.
His Soul Power had actually reached level thirteen, which could be said to be a significant increase in his strength.