"Killed the Dragon God."
These four words resonate in the pure spiritual space.
Huo Yuhao was speechless when he heard this request.
What kind of deadly request is this?
The once-lofty Dragon God has long since vanished without a trace. Now, only a Golden Dragon King, a clone of himself, is sealed in the God Realm, while the Silver Dragon King is hiding beneath the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest, barely clinging to life.
Where can I find a complete Dragon God to kill now?
From the moment this task was announced, it was a false proposition that was fundamentally invalid.
However, he did not show any abnormality on his face. Instead, he immediately put on an extremely solemn expression.
Without the slightest hesitation, he readily agreed in front of this ancient dragon king.
Huo Yuhao's usually cold face was full of solemnity, and even carried a hint of joy at being entrusted with an important task, as if he was afraid that this senior would suddenly change his mind and take back the top-level reward that had been offered.
This is like a windfall, a completely free opportunity.
If it were a matter of life and death, Huo Yuhao would never take on the task of killing the Dragon God in his prime.
He was very clear about the combat power of that supreme god-king.
The original work's description of the Dragon God's combat power is even more exaggerated than those poorly made fan fictions of later generations.
At its peak, the Soul Beast race had at least twenty top-tier experts who had reached the God King level, but the crazed Dragon God single-handedly wiped them all out.
Even while slaughtering his own kind, this ancestor also took the opportunity to exalt a large number of gods from other races.
Such a record of devastating battles is outrageous to anyone who sees it.
With his current status as a quasi-Soul King who has barely reached level 50, if he were to challenge a monster of this level, he probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single breath from it.
Let alone now, even if he were to inherit the position of the God of Destruction or the God of Life in the future and completely cross the barrier of the God King, he would not be absolutely certain that he could crush the Dragon God in his prime in a one-on-one fight.
The Dragon God is the ultimate monster created by Tang Jia San Shao constantly consuming the settings. From a second-level god to a god king, and then to a supreme god king, it is an almost immortal and indestructible ultimate value monster.
Later, the Dragon God was cleaved in two by the Asura God's sword. It was only because it regained a sliver of reason in its madness that it felt it was deeply sinful and had no desire to live anymore.
If the Dragon God hadn't deliberately sought death and given up all resistance, the Asura God's sword would have at most scraped off some sparks when it struck the dragon scales.
Not only the Dragon God himself, but also the exaggerated numerical expansion of its descendants made Huo Yuhao feel as if he were watching some kind of drastically altered version of history.
He even remembered that in a sequel to the original novel, the second-generation Little Dragon God Lan Xuanyu, relying on his bloodline advantage, was able to overpower a Title Douluo with only a sixth-ring cultivation level.
To achieve a heaven-defying leap across three major realms is not just outrageous, but a complete collapse of the combat power system.
In comparison, even he, a transmigrator carrying the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, seemed exceptionally well-behaved.
Huo Yuhao has an absolutely clear understanding of his own capabilities.
With his current foundation, relying on the million-year spiritual detection granted by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, plus the domineering and unparalleled physical enhancement of the Titan God Blood, at most he can only fight ordinary Soul Emperors who are higher level than him.
If he encounters a truly seasoned expert, he must reveal all his cards.
Not only must one activate the Boiling Divine Blood and squeeze out all the essence of the bloodline, but one must also wear the Four Saints Mystic Scale Armor, which integrates the four major bloodlines, and hold the Ice Jade God-Slaying Spear, which ignores defense, in order to force a 50/50 fight against a Soul Saint who has activated the True Body of the Martial Soul.
However, if he were to face a Title Douluo, even the weakest level 91, he would only face certain death.
The titled Douluo has already touched the edge of the laws, which is a gap that cannot be filled by a few higher-level soul rings or top-grade martial souls.
Previously, he encountered Yuanming Douluo Huaque outside Tiandou City. In order to capture him alive, Huaque never dared to kill him and instead held back his strength throughout the fight.
Even so, he was unable to kill them on his own.
In the end, it was Elixir who took control of the body and used the three great laws of time, space, and light and death to create an absolute dimensional reduction attack, which completely annihilated the evil soul master.
The dragon soul in mid-air looked down at the boy who had agreed so readily, a hint of suspicion flashing in its dull, vertical pupils.
Doesn't this kid even consider the value of this task?
That was the Dragon God, a supreme being who once stood at the very top of the entire world, an invincible being.
When a normal person hears this name, even if they are not terrified on the spot, they should at least show some hesitation and awe.
But this human boy, with his confident demeanor, looked as if he had accepted a routine commission to kill a few low-class mutts at the village entrance.
Dialluka pressed his massive head down, intending to give a few more instructions.
However, its already shattered remnant soul was now covered with a thick layer of grayish aura, making it extremely difficult for it to even maintain its form.
It doesn't have much time left to get to the bottom of things.
"Remember your promise."
The aged voice gradually faded into the void.
The enormous phantom emitted a dazzling cyan-gold light, and the previously churning laws of time seemed to find an outlet, pouring downwards.
The Time Dragon King's complete understanding of the Great Dao of Time transformed into countless tiny streams of light that directly merged into Huo Yuhao's mind.
Countless profound and obscure years flowed into the sea of his spirit, and Huo Yuhao felt as if the rise and fall of countless eras were being replayed simultaneously in his mind.
This massive flow of information far exceeded any law he had ever encountered before. He was only able to withstand it because of the strength within his spiritual sea, preventing him from being swept away by this ancient torrent of time.
"If you can thoroughly understand these laws."
Dialluka's voice sounded ethereal: "Given time, you will be able to create your own unique realm of time."
Immediately afterwards, a cyan inner core radiating terrifying blood energy peeled away from the phantom and landed steadily in front of Huo Yuhao.
That is the dragon core, the source of power for this ancient divine beast.
The azure dragon pill floated in mid-air, its surface shimmering without a trace of light, yet it caused the surrounding space to subtly collapse.
Beside the dragon pill, a simple and heavy bronze bell slowly appeared.
The bell is engraved with intricate patterns of time, and its bronze surface is covered with mottled green rust. With each subtle vibration, it seems as if the flow of time around it is being forcibly slowed down.
The Clock of Time.
After handing over these two treasures, Dialluka's phantom became almost transparent.
The massive, cyan-gold body that once stretched across the river of time like a mountain range began to shrink rapidly under the pressure of the laws after losing the support of the dragon soul.
The body, originally tens of thousands of feet long, continued to solidify, eventually transforming into a dark gold skeleton the size of a small mountain.
The last trace of dragon blood essence remaining in the body was forcibly extracted by the power of the law, turning into an extremely viscous dark red blood mass that floated in through the gaps in the spacetime membrane.
Having done all this, Dialluka's will was completely exhausted.
In its final moments of dissipation, a angular crystal, reflecting the endless flow of time, drifted down from between its brows.
That is divine proof that transcends the mortal realm.
Time godhead.
The Great Dragon King Pang Jiu, who once stood at the pinnacle of the ancient divine realm, ultimately transformed into countless points of light fluttering across the sky.
Dialluka vanished without a trace.
This veteran god-king, who had been utterly betrayed by the Dragon God, vanished completely into the river of time, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
Huo Yuhao watched quietly as the points of light merged into nothingness.
It must be said that although this senior colleague has a peculiar way of thinking, he is indeed an honest person when it comes to giving rewards.
He turned his gaze to the several things floating in front of him.
First, there's the ancient bronze bell covered in green rust.
The Clock of Time.
This thing was a truly amazing artifact back in the day.
Although its core Dao patterns were shattered by the Dragon God's claw during the great battle, causing its grade to drop severely, it now looks dilapidated.
But it is ultimately a magical artifact.
In the Douluo Continent today, where even a level nine soul tool can cause fierce competition, this broken bell is definitely something that titled Douluos would fight tooth and nail for.
Without any hesitation, he put the Clock of Time into the Cauldron of Creation and his gaze fell on the extremely viscous, dark red blood energy.
That was the essence of life and blood left behind by the Dragon King of Time.
The moment the dark red blood clot touched the spacetime membrane on his body, it seemed to consciously drill into his meridians, flowing downwards and cleansing his limbs and bones, eventually converging at his dantian.
This divine-king level source was so immense that even the Heavenly Origin Technique had to be pushed to its limit to barely stabilize it.
Beside the original three-colored soul core formed from water, fire, and wood, this massive amount of blood and energy, after being repeatedly crushed, gradually intertwined into a dark red vortex.
The second prototype of the soul core.
The two soul cores maintained a subtle isotopic resonance frequency within the dantian.
Huo Yuhao casually mobilized a wisp of soul power.
He discovered that his speed of refining soul power was dozens of times faster than before, and even the resilience of his meridians was being continuously nourished by this flow of time and energy.
This is an absolute steal.
Not to mention, there was a blue dragon core floating nearby, radiating a terrifying aura.
This thing embodies the essence of the Dragon King of Time's life's divine power, and it is more eye-catching than any 100,000-year-old immortal herb.
He carefully put away the dragon pills, his gaze finally settling on the massive, dark gold skeleton before him, as large as a small mountain, and the Time Godhead that seemed to emanate from the tapestry of time.
"In all my years, this is the first time I have ever seen such a pure crystal of laws."
An old, hoarse voice resounded in the sea of spirit.
A translucent, grayish-black phantom emerged from between his brows and landed in front of the dark gold skeleton.
Elix, dressed in a long robe, fixed his gaze on the Time Godhead and reached out a somewhat ethereal hand to probe it from afar.
Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow.
This was the first time he had ever seen this cheap teacher show such great interest in something.
He had no interest in the bulky dragon corpse to begin with, and as for the Time Godhead, he already had two God-King Marks in his spiritual sea; stuffing this thing in would only be asking for trouble.
"If you find the skeleton and the divine essence acceptable, then it is yours."
Huo Yuhao said very casually, "Anyway, I don't know much about this pile of bones."
Elex turned his head and looked at him with some surprise.
That's a divine king's inheritance that can allow someone to ascend to the heavens in one step. Even in his plane back then, such a thing was enough to unleash a bloodbath that swept across the entire continent.
This kid just handed it over so easily.
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "My power of spacetime was taught to me by you. This divine spark is definitely stronger in your hands than in mine."
There's no need to think twice about this account.
Elixir was a master of manipulating the laws of nature. If he could truly become the God of Time by using this divine power, then he would be like having a god as his bodyguard whenever he went out.
He had no reason to refuse such a sure-fire way of making money.
Elex stared at him for a moment, then sighed.
He didn't continue to feign reluctance. With a wave of his sleeve, he unleashed a dark gray aura of death, directly taking the enormous dragon corpse along with the Time Godhead into his possession.
"I accept it."
After all this was done, the independent space that originally belonged to the Time Dragon King began to shake violently.
Without the support of laws, this crack that has escaped the real world is on the verge of collapse.
With a slight thought, Huo Yuhao removed the spacetime membrane covering his body and let the repulsive force push him out.
...
The void before my eyes faded, and the familiar landscape of the Meteor Dragon Canyon reappeared in my field of vision.
Dark red miasma still lingered all around.
Huo Yuhao landed steadily on the edge of the basin and looked down.
The blood pool, suspended in mid-air, remained intact, continuously emitting blood particles capable of repairing the true dragon's bloodline.
Although the remains of the Time Dragon King were taken by Elex, the blood pool that had long been projected into the mortal world did not dry up.
He had intended to activate the Creation Cauldron and take the pool of blood with him, but after his gaze lingered on the blood particles for a moment, he abandoned the idea.
Leave room for maneuver in all things, and never go to extremes.
The benefits of today's harvest are already great. If this blood pool were to be destroyed, this Meteor Dragon Canyon would be reduced to a barren wasteland devoid of spiritual energy within a hundred years.
Leaving this pool here will continue to benefit the lower-level dragons that evolve through blood and energy; draining the pool to catch all the fish is not a wise move.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Electrolux's voice rang out again.
"Yuhao, don't rush to deal with that fragment of divine soul that old guy left behind before he dissipated."
Huo Yuhao was taken aback.
Just before the Dragon King dissipated, a wisp of the purest divine remnant soul did remain, which he originally planned to refine when he had some free time.
"What's up?"
"I happen to need an opportunity to verify my idea."
Ilex's tone carried a hint of inquiry, "I have been studying the soul ring system of your world for a long time, and I have always felt that this method of acquiring skills by hunting soul beasts is too crude."
Huo Yuhao's brows twitched slightly. "What do you mean?"
"Since I now possess a fragment of a divine dragon soul."
Ilex's voice sounded quite confident, "I'm going to demonstrate to you how to use this dragon soul to artificially create a soul ring."
Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment.
This is truly outrageous.
Artificially manufactured soul rings.
If this technology were to actually be developed, the entire Soul Master system on the mainland would be completely overturned.
However, he was well aware of his cheap teacher's abilities. Since the other party dared to make such a request, it meant that he already had a well-developed idea.
"However, this process requires a high degree of concentration and cannot tolerate the slightest interruption."
Elex instructed, "You need to find a completely safe place quickly."
Huo Yuhao withdrew his gaze and glanced around at the core area of the canyon, which was filled with high-level dragons.
The people from the Heavenly Dragon Sect might launch a surprise attack at any time, not to mention the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts attracted by the lightning.
He suppressed the outward fluctuations of his soul power, leaped several times along the rock wall at the edge of the basin, and disappeared into the depths of the dark red miasma.
Dark red miasma churned around my body.
Using this cover, Huo Yuhao traveled through the dense forest outside the Meteor Dragon Canyon for nearly half an hour before finally stopping in front of a relatively secluded crevice in the rock wall.
Instead of walking directly inside, he raised his right hand, and silver-white spatial law fluctuations rippled from his palm.
With the infusion of spiritual power, the silvery light transformed into a transparent spacetime membrane, expanding outwards and completely enveloping an area of ten feet in radius.
This is the spacetime boundary he figured out while resisting the erosion of time.
With this barrier, not only can the internal aura be completely isolated, but even if a hundred-year-old dragon accidentally stumbles in, it will not be able to shake this law barrier in the slightest.
Huo Yuhao sat down cross-legged, and before he could speak, a wisp of gray-black mist floated out of his sea of consciousness.
The mist rapidly gathered in mid-air, transforming into a semi-transparent phantom draped in a gray-black robe.
Elex stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a faint halo of light and death, his young and handsome face bearing an unyielding sense of vicissitude.
With his current perfect state of consciousness, he could have long since left the sea of spirit like an ordinary person and walked freely in the world in his spiritual body.
But he rarely does this.
This is not only because the turbid energy of heaven and earth outside is not suitable for cultivating one's divine consciousness, but also to avoid attracting the attention of those annoying people in the divine realm.
"Take out that incomplete dragon soul."
Elixir's old, hoarse voice echoed throughout the realm of time and space.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and wiped, and a ball of energy radiating cyan-gold light appeared in his palm.
That was a wisp of the original dragon soul left behind by the Time Dragon King before he dissipated. It no longer had any independent consciousness and was just a collection of the purest divine laws.
"I have studied this. The soul masters on your continent, whether they hunt soul beasts or absorb soul rings, are essentially plundering a packaged energy module."
Ilex's deep gray eyes were fixed on the cyan dragon soul. He raised his right hand, his gray-black fingertips lightly tapping in mid-air. "But this method of plundering is too crude. Not only will it contain a lot of useless impurities, but it will also subject the soul master's own meridians to unnecessary backlash risks."
"Watch closely."
Following this suggestion, Huo Yuhao did not hesitate and immediately activated his first soul skill, "Refreshing and Invigorating."
His thought process accelerated several times in an instant. Then, his mental simulation and fourth soul skill, Impression Neuron, were activated simultaneously, and his eyes glowed with a deep ice-blue fluorescence.
Under the passive analysis of the image neurons, every subtle fluctuation of consciousness and every trace of hand seals on Elixir's body was broken down into countless transparent data streams and imprinted in his mind.
The gray-black light at Elex's fingertips transformed into countless extremely fine threads, precisely piercing into the clump of lapis lazuli dragon soul.
"The composition of a soul ring is simply divided into four parts."
As Electrolux operated the machine, he explained calmly, "First, the framework is built upon the spiritual essence."
The gray-black threads intertwined rapidly in mid-air, like weaving a spider web, forcefully carving out a ring-shaped outline from nothingness.
"Secondly, it is filled with the essence of blood."
The lapis lazuli dragon soul was gradually dismantled by the gray-black threads, transforming into an extremely pure energy stream, which was forcibly poured into the ring-shaped frame, instantly solidifying its originally illusory outline.
"Furthermore, there is the construction of the soul patterns that determine the effects of soul skills."
Electrolux's fingers moved rapidly in mid-air, a dark gray light emanating from his fingertips, directly carving intricate and obscure patterns onto the surface of the still-forming ring.
With each line that falls, a fine ripple spreads across the surrounding space.
"Finally, it is continuously nourished with soul power to take shape."
As Elex withdrew his finger, the ring that had been floating in mid-air stopped flashing completely.
A blue-gold soul ring, exuding a terrifying aura of age, floated quietly in front of Huo Yuhao.
The surface of this thing is filled with countless tiny spacetime miniatures, and the mere residual waves of the laws it emits cause the surrounding spacetime barrier to emit a squeezing sound as if it is overwhelmed.
This is a genuine god-level soul ring.
It was a perfect creation forcibly made from the fragmented dragon soul of a god-king, through the artificial refinement and recombination of the Holy God of Death.
Huo Yuhao stared at the cyan-gold soul ring, speechless for a moment.
This soul ring is so precious that it could drive the entire Douluo Continent crazy.
But that's not the most important thing at all.
Most importantly, he has witnessed the creation process of soul rings firsthand and has thoroughly mastered it.
"How much of the technique I just used did you remember?"
Elex flicked his sleeve, pushing the divine-level soul ring in front of Huo Yuhao, and then gracefully retreated a distance.
"all."
Huo Yuhao's tone was resolute.
Instead of rushing to touch the divine soul ring, he reached into his storage soul tool and took out several jade bottles.
This contains the dragon blood and dragon meat essence he extracted while hunting mutated dragons in the Meteor Dragon Canyon.
He wanted to verify it himself.
Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, his mind replaying the actions of Electrolux. He poured all the dragon blood essence from the jade bottle into the air, raised his right hand and pointed his fingers like a sword, a wisp of icy blue mental energy spreading out from his fingertips.
With the aid of the image neurons, his movements were not only smooth and natural, but even the arc of his fingers was exactly the same as Elex's.
The first step is to establish a framework for the spiritual origins.
Ice-blue psychic threads crisscrossed rapidly in mid-air, forming a standard and stable ring shape in the blink of an eye.
The second step is to replenish the blood vessels.
The dragon blood essence, which exuded a fishy smell, was guided by mental power and transformed into thin threads of blood, which were precisely injected into the body's contours, completely filling them.
The third step is to construct soul patterns using the essence of soul power.
Huo Yuhao mobilized the three-colored soul core within his dantian, and a stream of pure soul power attached itself to his fingertips, beginning to carve patterns on the surface of the blood-red ring.
This step should have been the most error-prone part; if even one soul rune was misaligned, the entire soul ring would collapse on the spot.
However, under the absolute replication of the Impression Neuron, Huo Yuhao's fingers remained as steady as a rock, and those intricate soul patterns were flawlessly imprinted on them.
The fourth step is to cultivate soul power.
Huo Yuhao released a ball of gentle ice-attribute soul power from his palm, enveloping it.
A moment later, the soul power dissipated.
A century-old soul ring radiating a yellow light floated steadily in his palm.
Huo Yuhao looked at the century-old soul ring in his hand, a deep sense of shock flashing in the depths of his eyes.
That's it.
He actually managed to conjure a soul ring that could be absorbed by a person out of thin air using a pile of dragon flesh and blood.
If such an illogical event were to spread to the outside world, those self-proclaimed erudite masters of soul master theory would probably question the meaning of life on the spot.
But the source of this shock came more from his own fourth soul skill.
Image neurons.
This passive ability is just too overpowered.
Without this skill, even if Elex explained the steps to him ten times, even if he could understand the underlying principles, he would never be able to perform so perfectly on his first try.
To achieve such precise operation, one would normally need hundreds or even thousands of tedious practices.
However, the Impression Neuron bypassed all trial and error costs and forcibly copied the operating experience of this Death Saint, making him like a master who had learned all the skills, perfectly replicating this god-level technique.
He couldn't even imagine how far he could uncover other people's most secret techniques if he encountered those old monsters who possessed top-tier secret arts in the future.
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and casually dispersed the century-old soul ring he had created.
He raised his head, his gaze returning to the cyan-gold divine-level soul ring that emanated the ripples of time.
"I trouble you, teacher, to protect me."
"I will just watch from the side."
Elex's aged voice carried a hint of appreciation, "With your current foundation, this soul ring, although of extremely high grade, does not possess any violent energy. It is extremely suitable for you. There may be some discomfort during the process, but it will only be pain, and nothing serious will happen."
Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, sat cross-legged, and silently began to circulate the Heavenly Origin Technique, with his Spirit Eye Martial Soul possessing him and guiding the Soul Ring.
The cyan-gold divine soul ring emitted a muffled hum, transforming into a dazzling stream of light that enveloped him.
An immense, indescribable force of time surged through his meridians like a flood bursting its banks.
Deep within the Tianlongmen Palace.
The dim candlelight made the atmosphere in the hall even more oppressive. The leaders of several factions sat around a long table, and a conspiracy that would determine the future of the mainland was nearing its end.
Xu Jiawei sat in the main seat and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table twice, drawing everyone's attention.
"Since no one has any objections, let's proceed according to this charter."
His imposing face was devoid of any superfluous expression, and his tone conveyed an unquestionable decisiveness.
"A matter is accomplished in secrecy, and ruined by leaks."
"Minghuang Academy and Lingyao Pavilion have too strong a foundation. If they really declare war on a large scale, it will inevitably involve countless intricate webs of interests. At that time, complications will arise, and no one will benefit."
Everyone present nodded in agreement.
Lord Gongsun Shu of Tianji Pavilion gently shook his folding fan and took over the conversation.
"Your Majesty is absolutely right. We have already experienced that woman's cunning. Once she gets wind of it, this game will be completely over."
"Therefore, we need to be fast and ruthless."
Hsu Chia-wei made the final decision.
"First, concentrate all high-level combat power and eliminate that woman named Orange with swift and decisive action."
"Once she dies, the three major forces will be leaderless and will inevitably fall into chaos."
"Once the die is cast and the outcome is set, we can sit down and discuss how to divide this piece of meat."
The core principles of the hunting alliance were thus established.
For these high-ranking figures, destroying a brilliant up-and-coming talent is no different in essence from crushing an ant.
...
Tianlongmen is stationed here.
The First Elder, Long Tianxuan, led a group of elite disciples back from the Meteor Dragon Canyon. As soon as they stepped into the sect's courtyard, two teenagers ran towards them from the steps in front of them.
It was Long Batian and Long Zhantian who had been left outside.
Long Wentian followed beside his father, his gaze sweeping over his two younger brothers, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"You actually came back unscathed?"
Although the outer perimeter of the canyon was not as dangerous as the core area, for these two half-baked soul masters, encountering even a hundred-year-old soul beast would be enough to take their lives.
Long Batian pulled his younger brother forward quickly and bowed respectfully.
"Father, elder brother, we were lucky to meet a kind senior in the surrounding area."
Unable to contain his excitement, Long Zhantian interrupted.
"That senior not only saved us, but also helped us hunt soul beasts and even fed us top-grade dragon blood pills!"
As he spoke, he eagerly released his Luo Sanpao martial spirit.
With a surge of soul power, the martial soul that originally looked like a comical pig emerged. However, at this moment, the stray hairs on its body had been removed, and a layer of fine, light golden dragon scales had grown, faintly exuding the aura of a true dragon.
Long Batian also released his martial spirit. Although the change was not as obvious as his younger brother's, he still grew several sharp bone spurs.
Long Tianxuan looked at the two martial souls that had undergone benign mutations, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This was somewhat unexpected for him.
But he was only slightly surprised, and quickly looked away, not taking it seriously at all.
Over the past few thousand years, countless disciples in the Tianlong Sect have awakened useless martial spirits like Luo Sanpao. It is not uncommon for a few to encounter opportunities and undergo transformations.
But there is no one else who can truly evolve Zhu Luo into a complete dragon like the ancestor Yu Xiaogang.
According to the ancient records of the sect, only the legendary Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma can achieve that kind of heaven-defying transformation.
How could such rare and precious materials be casually given to two good-for-nothings by a passing stranger?
Long Tianxuan made up his mind about the matter and was too lazy to ask about the senior's identity. He simply nodded perfunctorily and walked straight towards the inner courtyard.
Watching their father's retreating figure, which showed no sign of lingering, the two boys' eyes dimmed slightly.
Long Wentian stopped and patted his two younger brothers on the shoulders.
Don't be discouraged.
His tone was gentle, carrying the concern of an elder brother.
"No matter what, the fact that you all came back safely and that your martial spirits have undergone positive changes is a great thing."
"You are my own brothers, born of the same mother, with the same blood flowing through your veins. I believe that one day you will awaken your true dragon potential, just like me."
The two brothers then rallied and nodded heavily. Afterwards, Long Wentian criticized them, saying that they shouldn't have been so reckless and that if they needed to hunt soul beasts later, they could come to him, their elder brother.
...
Outside the Meteor Dragon Gorge.
Huo Yuhao removed the spacetime membrane that had enveloped him and slowly stood up.
Dark red miasma churned around him, but could no longer penetrate him in the slightest. He stretched his body, listening to the bursts of gas explosions emanating from within, and felt exceptionally refreshed.
Level 58.
After absorbing the divine-level soul ring artificially created by the remnant soul of the Time Dragon King, his soul power experienced an unprecedented surge, directly leaping over more than a dozen small steps and approaching the threshold of Soul Emperor.
Such an absurdly rapid ascent would have caused an ordinary Soul Master to suffer a qi deviation due to an unstable foundation long ago.
However, with his three-colored soul core and the prototype of his second soul core as a foundation, coupled with the unparalleled resilience of the Titan God's bloodline, he managed to suppress this enormous power completely.
Huo Yuhao's mind stirred slightly, and a deep, icy blue fluorescence shone in his eyes.
Five soul rings rose up from beneath his feet in succession.
Purple, purple, red, black, lapis lazuli.
The last cyan-gold soul ring, exuding a terrifying aura of time, floated on the outermost side, its surface shimmering with countless tiny time-space miniatures.
Under the complete baptism of this divine power of time, his first martial soul underwent a fundamental transformation.
The Spirit Eye Brain, which originally contained spatial attributes, now perfectly merged with the laws of time.
Time and Space · Mindful Eyes and Brain.
This is no longer a simple spiritual or spatial martial soul, but a top-level creation that has truly touched the edge of the Great Dao Laws.
He could clearly feel that the flow of time and the spatial structure around him were like a completely peeled orange, which he could manipulate at will with just a thought.
This powerful illusion of being in control of everything can indeed easily lead people astray.
Huo Yuhao focused his mind, retrieved the soul ring of his first martial soul back into his body, and then activated his second martial soul, which was hidden deep within his blood.
Ice-blue blood surged through his meridians, and the soul ring belonging to the Titan's blood reappeared.
Red, red, red, red, gold.
Beyond the four dazzling 100,000-year-old blood-red soul rings, there was another ring of brilliant golden soul rings radiating a rich aura of life.
This was a gift of origin from the Douluo plane consciousness, along with the seed of nature, which was given to him as a gift.
Although there was no explicit year mark, Huo Yuhao easily made a judgment based on the enormous energy and the thickness of its laws.
The boost provided by this golden soul ring is absolutely comparable to that of a beast soul ring that is over 200,000 years old.
This trip to the Meteorite Canyon was incredibly rewarding.
Not only did he obtain the Time Dragon King's Dragon Core and a super artifact, but he also learned the god-level technique of artificially creating soul rings, and pushed his cultivation and martial soul foundation to an astonishing height.
He now feels that with his current setup, even without activating Divine Blood Boiling to squeeze out his source energy, he can directly make ordinary Soul Kings and Soul Emperors question their existence just by relying on normal basic attacks.
But that wasn't enough. Huo Yuhao raised his head, his gaze piercing through the dark red miasma above the canyon, looking towards the extremely distant south.
Next, it's time to go to the Star Dou Great Forest to find that Imperial Auspicious Beast
In the western suburbs of Xingluo City, a gray-white pointed church stands quietly in the night.
The candlelight flickered in the hall, and dozens of believers dressed in white robes knelt between the benches.
They clasped their hands together in front of their chests, bowed their heads, and recited prayers over and over again.
At the very front of this group of fanatical believers stood a brass offering box about half a person's height.
People kept standing up, trembling, and putting their life savings of gold soul coins and even house deeds into the box, just to get the qualification to go to the Kingdom of God for baptism.
Xu Jiawei was wrapped in a large gray-black cloak with a hood over his head, completely obscuring his face in the shadows.
He bypassed the ignorant crowd kneeling on the ground and went straight to the pastor who was distributing holy water next to the idol.
"May the Holy Light forever shine upon those souls who are willing to give everything." The pastor recited a prayer without looking up, and handed over a bowl of murky liquid.
Hsu Chia-wei did not accept the bowl of holy water, "but only the soil in darkness can nurture the sweetest fruit."
The pastor paused in distributing holy water.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze lingering for half a second in the shadows beneath the hood, his face completely devoid of any serenity or compassion.
The priest silently turned around and pressed three times on the hidden compartment at the base of the statue.
With a very faint sound of machinery turning, the stone wall behind the statue slid open to both sides, revealing a dark underground passage.
Xu Jiawei walked in expressionlessly. The stone wall closed behind him, completely isolating the prayers and the crisp sound of the offering box from outside.
The rock walls on both sides of the passage were covered with wet water droplets, and the air was filled with a lingering damp and musty smell.
He knew the details of this parish hidden in the working-class neighborhood better than anyone else.
Those bankrupt believers in the hall just now dreamed every day of going to heaven and gaining eternal life.
This is utterly absurd.
Normally, only those devout believers deemed by the pastor to be the most fervent and willing to give up all their wealth are granted the privilege of descending into this dark path.
As for whether there is a heaven at the end of this passage, the higher-ups of the Star Luo Empire know better than anyone else.
Those who went on with hope eventually turned into a pile of withered bones, their marrow drained, becoming extra food in the grand master's dish underground.
These monsters, disguised as clergy, never spit out the bones when they eat people.
The secret chamber at the end of the passage was unlit, with only a few cheap fluorite stones embedded in the walls providing a faint light source.
A strong, pungent smell of blood mixed with a putrid stench wafted up from the cold, damp air.
Xu Jiawei stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing even more deeply.
The smell was so disgusting it made me want to vomit.
As the supreme ruler of the Star Luo Empire, he always prided himself on being someone who would stop at nothing for the greater good, but he still felt uncomfortable dealing with these people hiding in the shadows every time.
Evil Soul Master.
This group, which is like a rat crossing the street and is hated by everyone in the mainstream Soul Master world, is itself a deformed product that is extremely anti-human.
In the public eye, as the emperor of the empire, he naturally had to present a glorious image of hating evil and vowing to fight evil to the death.
Once a low-level evil spirit master is captured, he will not hesitate to order their public execution in order to appease the people.
But in reality, some shady and dirty jobs that can't be done in the open are precisely what these unscrupulous daredevils need to do.
As long as these madmen don't touch the fundamental interests of the royal family and core nobles, and don't try to overthrow the ruling foundation of the Star Luo Empire, no one is willing to risk their family's elite forces to suppress them.
Moreover, if the royal secret guards were dispatched to deal with Minghuang Academy, it would inevitably trigger a full-scale war between several major forces if the matter were exposed.
The safest approach is to shift the blame to the infamous evil spirit master.
White gloves, though dirty, are indeed useful.
This has always been an unspoken rule among the ruling class.
The Crown Prince Xu Tianran of the neighboring Sun Moon Empire, who is obsessed with grand ambitions and imperial ambitions, has even secretly recognized the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect as his godmother.
Compared to his outrageous practice of welcoming people directly into the master bedroom, his method of occasionally throwing a few pieces of bloody flesh in exchange for intelligence and force is already quite restrained.
A burst of shrill laughter came from the dark corner.
A figure shrouded in a black robe slowly emerged from the darkness, surrounded by a dark gray evil soul force, causing the surrounding temperature to drop.
"What a rare guest."
The black-robed bishop's eyes gleamed with an eerie green light as he glanced at Xu Jiawei. "The high and mighty Emperor Xingluo has actually condescended to come to our filthy and smelly basement."
Xu Jiawei pulled down his hood, revealing his face, which was always in a superior position and full of authority. He patted the dust off his cloak and spoke in a cold tone.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Since I have come here in person, it is naturally because I have a great business deal to take care of for you."
The black-robed bishop's lips twitched, and he let out a dry laugh.
"That's a very nice thing to say."
He slowly floated forward a few feet, his resentment churning around him. "Every time you, my big spender, come to our door, it's never good news. Tell me, who are you planning to send us to deal with this time?"
"Minghuang Academy".
Xu Jiawei directly threw out his target.
The bishop in black robes was taken aback.
He immediately shook his head, his tone carrying an undisguised mockery.
"Is Your Majesty making fun of us?"
"The other side is the strongest dark horse in history to defeat Shrek Academy. Now it is being watched by many forces. This is not an easy thing to do."
"We don't have the time to gnaw on such tough nuts for you."
Evil spirit masters may be crazy, but they are definitely not stupid.
Without sufficiently compelling benefits, they would never risk sacrificing their elite forces to confront a top-tier power at its zenith.
Xu Jiawei naturally knew what the other party wanted. He stood still and slowly adjusted his cuffs.
"What if I told you that there is a successor of the Holy Angel Martial Soul hidden in Minghuang Academy?"
As soon as those words were uttered, the secret room fell silent.
The black-robed bishop's previously casual and relaxed demeanor froze.
The layer of dark gray evil soul power surrounding him began to surge violently and uncontrollably, casting distorted shadows on the wall.
"..."
It took a full three seconds for the black-robed bishop to recover.
Are you sure?
His voice had completely changed; it was no longer the sarcastic mockery of before, but rather revealed a sense of lingering fear.
"Absolutely true."
Seeing the other party's reaction, Xu Jiawei smirked coldly.
"That girl is named Ye Guyi. Not only is she a pure successor of the Holy Angel Martial Soul, but she has also crossed the threshold of Soul Emperor, possessing six Soul Rings, and even those are super-standard Soul Ring configurations. Her combat power is extremely terrifying, and she will definitely be able to become a Title Douluo, or even a Super Douluo in the future!"
The words "holy angel" are an absolute taboo for any evil spirit master.
That is the ultimate in light and holiness, naturally restraining all evil and darkness.
Holy angels are the nemesis of all evil. Under the all-encompassing light of the divine, evil will be purified and will cause irreversible damage to evil spirit masters.
Furthermore, for Holy Angel Soul Masters, Evil Soul Masters are ready-made experience packs. Killing Evil Soul Masters can quickly and without side effects improve their own soul, soul power purity, and martial soul quality.
The eyes beneath the black-robed bishop's hood suddenly became dangerous. This was not a good thing for him, nor for the entire Holy Church.
"..."
The secret chamber was so quiet that only the faint crackling sound of the fluorite could be heard.
The black-robed bishop took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging violence and murderous intent, and slowly raised his hand, rubbing his fingertips against the black robe twice.
"Speak."
He looked at Xu Jiawei and asked, "What do you want us to do?