Dual Ultimates—World-Pacifying Death Scythe and Heavenly Frost Holy White Dragon!

Beihe Village, rear mountain.

The silver flames were exquisitely beautiful, dreamlike and illusory in the night. Anyone who saw them could not help but marvel. Within the flames, a naked youth sat cross-legged, seemingly striving to absorb the fire.

In the sky, the bright moon was covered completely by clouds in the blink of an eye. The entire world suddenly lost all light. After a tremendous yet indistinct rumble of thunder, everything vanished in an instant, as though it had never appeared at all.

Only a wisp of gray airflow emerged from the horizon and flew into the silver flames, merging into the youth's body along with them.

Yet the youth did not notice any of this.

Time passed swiftly. Before long, the morning sun cast down golden light upon the youth seated cross-legged on the ground.

The youth abruptly opened his eyes and sprang to his feet. A Soul Ring as scarlet as blood emerged from his body. Then, his right arm was covered in snow-white scales. The arm became long and thick, while his hand transformed into an enormous claw. Each nail became like a white jade dagger, brimming with lethality. Frosty mist curled around that silver-white dragon arm.

This youth was none other than Zhu Ziyang.

"First Soul Skill, Heavenly Frost Ice Dragon Claw!" Zhu Ziyang shouted. His dragon-transformed right arm swung out instantly, striking a tree several meters thick. The entire tree was uprooted and sent flying, crashing into several other trees of similar thickness before barely falling to the ground. By the time it landed, the whole tree had formed a thick layer of ice.

"So strong!" Zhu Ziyang blurted out, his face filled with surprise and excitement.

After accepting the Silver Dragon Wolf's sacrifice, the benefits he had gained were simply unprecedented.

First, the most basic gain was that his Soul Power had risen directly from rank thirty-two to rank thirty-five. Although most of the Silver Dragon Wolf's energy had gone toward purifying and evolving his bloodline, leaving his Soul Power with only a three-rank increase, that still saved him more than half a year of cultivation.

He was only eleven years old. An eleven-year-old rank thirty-five Soul Elder—this gave Zhu Ziyang the ambition to become a Soul Ancestor before turning thirteen!

Second was the most important and heaven-defying gain. His Frost Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, originally merely an earth dragon Martial Soul possessing true dragon bloodline, had evolved at this moment into a top-tier True Dragon with the Ultimate Ice attribute—the Heavenly Frost Holy White Dragon!

To Zhu Ziyang, this was like trading a slingshot for a cannon—an epic upgrade!

The Heavenly Frost Holy White Dragon was a Super Martial Soul possessing Ultimate Ice, as well as a top-tier True Dragon bearing the Ice Dragon King's bloodline. It was even more powerful than the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul!

It had evolved from an advanced Martial Soul into a Super Martial Soul, and from a subdragon into a True Dragon. In one stroke, it had accomplished a feat that the Radiant Scythe Martial Soul had failed to achieve even after gaining three Soul Rings! Zhu Ziyang had never even dared to imagine this before. According to his original plan, he would only begin cultivating his Second Martial Soul after the Radiant Scythe Martial Soul had gained seven Soul Rings. Only then could he attach high-quality Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul as much as possible, allowing it a chance to evolve into an ordinary True Dragon Martial Soul.

But plans could not keep up with change. This time, disaster had turned into fortune. After receiving the sacrifice of a hundred-thousand-year Silver Dragon Wolf, his Frost Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul had directly evolved into the Heavenly Frost Holy White Dragon Martial Soul. No matter how calm or composed Zhu Ziyang was, he could not help but break into unrestrained laughter in this situation.

To be honest, Zhu Ziyang was very grateful to the Silver Dragon Wolf.

Thinking of the Silver Dragon Wolf made Zhu Ziyang's mood grow heavy. He now knew everything about her.

As it turned out, the Silver Dragon Wolf was a mutated dragon wolf, as well as a Silver Auspicious Beast that bore the fortune of the Far North Ice Plain.

A Silver Auspicious Beast left Zhu Ziyang feeling impressed without quite understanding why.

From birth until now, the Silver Dragon Wolf had taken only around twenty thousand years to reach a cultivation of one hundred thousand years. Yet when she underwent her tribulation in an attempt to break through to two hundred thousand years of cultivation and become a Ferocious Beast, she suffered a shameless sneak attack. Her attacker was the Ice Demon Snow Soul King, a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast and once her utterly loyal follower! It had happened too suddenly and was too unbelievable. She had no time to defend herself and was directly struck by the Ice Demon Snow Soul King's ambush.

She had failed her tribulation. Not only had her cultivation fallen back to one hundred thousand years, but she had also suffered severe injuries. If not for her unwillingness to accept this fate and her burning her life force to escape the Far North Ice Plain, she likely would have died beneath the Ice Demon Snow Soul King's claws.

After escaping the Far North Ice Plain, she had staggered all the way to the outskirts of the Northern Mountain Range. Originally, she had prepared to quietly await death. Yet the fortune of the Far North Ice Plain that she bore made her realize that she might still have a slim chance of survival, so she began trying to save herself. Then she encountered Zhu Ziyang.

After viewing the Silver Dragon Wolf's memories, Zhu Ziyang was silent.

Judging by the current outcome, the Silver Dragon Wolf was undoubtedly dead. But there was still a sliver of hope: Zhu Ziyang could become a god. As long as he became a god, reviving a Soul Beast that had sacrificed itself to him would be effortless. Ten thousand years ago, Sea God Tang San's Soul Beast wife had once sacrificed herself to him, and after Tang San became a god, he revived her.

But becoming a god was not so easy. Although Zhu Ziyang had encountered so many extraordinary opportunities, he had no confidence at all in becoming a god. Throughout the hundreds of thousands of years of Douluo Continent's history, the number of Soul Masters who had become gods definitely did not exceed ten.

"Sigh! I'll take things one step at a time!" Zhu Ziyang sighed.

"But I will definitely avenge you!" he added immediately. Though he had no confidence in becoming a god, he was very confident about becoming a Titled Douluo. Once he became a Titled Douluo, he would be a Titled Douluo with dual Ultimate Martial Souls. Would dealing with an Ice Demon Snow Soul King with only a hundred thousand years of cultivation not be child's play?

That was right—dual Ultimate Martial Souls!

Perhaps drawn by the vast amount of heaven and earth energy gathered during the Silver Dragon Wolf's sacrifice, while the Frost Tyrant Dragon bloodline was being cleansed and purified, his Great Light Mantra was also circulating frantically. It absorbed the pure energy overflowing between heaven and earth, using it to wash away the impurities in Zhu Ziyang's light bloodline and prompt a qualitative transformation in the Radiant Scythe Martial Soul.

The mystery and power of the Great Light Mantra were displayed to the fullest. At the very moment his dragon bloodline transformed into a True Dragon bloodline, the Radiant Scythe Martial Soul also seized the opportunity and ascended into a Super Martial Soul possessing the Ultimate Light attribute!

Thus, Zhu Ziyang was now a peerless genius who possessed both an Ultimate Light Martial Soul and an Ultimate Ice Martial Soul!

Twin Ultimate Martial Souls! The only one in all of history!

Therefore, Zhu Ziyang was truly very grateful to the Silver Dragon Wolf.

As if sensing Zhu Ziyang's sincerity, the red Soul Ring with golden patterns behind him flickered faintly.

He withdrew the Heavenly Frost Holy White Dragon Martial Soul. Then, with a stretch of his right hand, a War Scythe gleaming with golden light appeared.

It was a War Scythe that was entirely brilliant gold, though its shaft was engraved with pure white patterns. It radiated a sacred aura of splendor and salvation. The scythe blade, circular blade, and spear blade at the butt end all seemed to be forged from gold, like an exquisite ceremonial artifact. Yet it emitted a sharpness that seemed capable of cutting anyone who drew near. The blood grooves along its three blades bore a dimmer sheen, resembling an abyss that devoured life. At the end of the shaft was a ring parallel to the scythe blade, engraved with a circle of connected grayish-white Manjusaka Flowers, guiding the departed toward the place where all things returned to their end—the land of rebirth.

The World-Pacifying Death Scythe!

Pacify the turbulent human world, and put an end to the defiant fates of all evils!

"Hahaha, World-Pacifying Death Scythe!" Zhu Ziyang proudly raised the golden scythe in his hand, his voice full of excitement as he shouted.

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