A Weapon Comparable to the Golden and Silver Dragon Spears

After transforming into a giant dragon, he could gain far greater power, but the consumption was multiplied as well.

With his current total Soul Power, he could only maintain it for a few minutes.

That was only if he did not fight. Fighting would certainly shorten the duration considerably.

Chen An calmly assessed the circumstances of using the giant dragon's power.

Combined with the information in his mind, he roughly understood this ability that resembled a Beast Soul.

He then raised his left hand and tried to summon his first weapon.

Deathly energy emerged from his left palm, condensing into a scythe.

Chen An looked at the small scythe. With a thought, it expanded several times over.

The scythe's handle was nearly two meters long. It had a blade on only one side, curved in shape.

The closer it was to the handle, the larger the blade became. The point where they connected was roughly half a meter wide.

The blade was covered in subtle, complex, incomprehensible patterns.

Its edge was sharp on both sides, thick in the middle and thin along the edges. At its thinnest, it was far thinner than a cicada's wing.

The cold gleam flickering along the blade seemed capable of easily slicing through space.

Scythe of Death. As Chen An summoned the weapon, a stream of information flooded into his mind.

This was the scythe's name. Named after the god of death, it reaped lives and slaughtered all things.

Chen An played with the rather weighty Scythe of Death in his hand, his gaze growing slightly heated.

Its extraordinary hardness and sharpness could be sensed just from its appearance.

It also possessed special effects. Chen An was extremely satisfied with this weapon.

He tentatively slashed at the wooden table in front of him. As he swung down, a blade aura formed.

The wooden table split into two with a sound, its cut perfectly smooth.

At the sight of this, Chen An's eyes lit up.

This Scythe of Death was truly sharp enough to cut iron like mud.

He had barely used any strength, yet he had sliced through the wooden table. If he put force into it, cutting iron would be no exaggeration.

Before he could do anything else, the Scythe of Death turned into a streak of light and entered his body.

Chen An also collapsed weakly onto the floor, his body drained and powerless.

Summoning the Scythe of Death did not consume Soul Power, but using it did.

That single swing had completely depleted the little Soul Power remaining within him.

The power in his body had truly been emptied out. Not a trace remained for him to use.

Chen An sat sprawled on the floor. Though utterly exhausted, a smile appeared on his face.

The Scythe of Death provided by the Creation Holy Tree was truly extraordinary.

It might be comparable to the Golden Dragon Spear and Silver Dragon Spear—perhaps even superior to them.

Most importantly, it could be strengthened as his cultivation increased.

It was equivalent to an External Soul Bone that could grow without limit.

Only, it was far more special than an External Soul Bone, and its value greatly exceeded one.

Moreover, as his cultivation rose, he might obtain other weapons.

For example, at the level-ten bottleneck right before him, once he broke through, he would gain another weapon.

Once he broke through major level bottlenecks at level twenty, thirty, and so on, he would receive weapons as well.

By that calculation, when he reached level ninety, he would possess ten weapons akin to divine artifacts.

He would also possess the powers of ten Beast Souls. Just how strong would he be then?

Thinking of those future possibilities, Chen An's heart burned with excitement. He saw hope for revenge.

After figuring out his Martial Soul situation, he began making plans.

What he wanted to do most right now was seek revenge. He had to make Yun Ming and the others pay in blood.

Revenge had nothing to do with righteousness or evil. The other side had acted because of Xiao Yan's evil Martial Soul, and morally speaking, they had done nothing wrong.

But to him, as her older brother, that was an unforgivable mistake.

His younger sister had been killed by Yun Ming. His father had died because of their battle.

Even he himself had essentially been killed by them once. If he did not avenge this hatred, he was not fit to call himself human.

No matter what legitimate reasons they had, his resolve for revenge would not change.

A life for a life was only natural. This was an eternal truth.

"Shrek Academy, the Tang Sect, and the Holy Spirit Cult are all colossal forces. Destroying them won't be easy."

"Assuming I can't become a god, I'll need to plan carefully."

Chen An thought to himself. In the Douluo 3 Era, it was impossible to cultivate into a god.

He was not sure whether he was special enough to become a god through cultivation.

If he could, there would be no need to scheme. He only needed to work hard and become a god, then erase everything.

But if he could not, he would need to rely on external forces.

After all, human strength had its limits. Even if he cultivated to the peak, he might still find it difficult to contend against several major powers.

Especially since Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect were also tied to the Sun Moon Federation.

Dealing with them might provoke hostility from other Federation forces and experts.

Chen An was not overly optimistic. He did not believe that being somewhat special meant he would definitely become a god.

One had to prepare for the worst. It was better to consider everything on the assumption that he could not become a god.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Gu Yue Na, the Spirit Pagoda, and some Federation forces should all be used as much as possible."

At the thought of the Spirit Pagoda, a cold glint flashed through Chen An's eyes.

The Spirit Pagoda was also connected to how his family had been destroyed and he had ended up like this.

Chen Yan's awakening had most likely been leaked by the Spirit Pagoda.

They had not directly participated, however, so his hatred for them was somewhat less intense.

Chen An ran through everyone and every force in his mind that had poor relations with Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect.

A rough outline of a plan gradually took shape.

He continuously refined it while analyzing the feasibility of every step.

He thought for more than ten hours, staying up through the night until the next morning.

Only after finalizing the plan did he feel sleepy. He lay on the bed, yet could not fall asleep for a long time.

Not long after he lay down, Di Tian's voice sounded outside the door.

"Chen An, the Lord wants you to discuss something with her." Di Tian's indifferent voice came from outside.

Other than when speaking to Gu Yue Na, his Lord, in a gentle tone, he was proud and aloof toward everyone else.

That was related to his strength. With his power, he could look down upon most people.

A hundred thousand years ago, he had already been hailed as the continent's number one soul beast and its strongest expert.

Now, a hundred thousand years later, his strength had only increased. He remained at the very pinnacle.

A human at the limit, equipped with Four-Word Battle Armor, might be able to match him.

But defeating him was still impossible. At most, they could be evenly matched.

With such strength, it was only natural for him to be indifferent and unconcerned toward most people.

Chen An got up, dressed, and followed Di Tian to a room that served as a study.

Gu Yue Na had long been waiting inside. To pass the time, she was flipping through books.

The books here were all introductory knowledge materials related to humans.

Through these books, they had gained quite a bit of understanding of human society.

"Sit." Gu Yue Na sat in a chair and gestured for Chen An to sit in the chair opposite her.

Di Tian obediently went to stand beside Gu Yue Na without sitting down.

"You should know what I want to discuss with you, right?"

As soon as Chen An sat down, Gu Yue Na spoke directly, not wanting to waste words.

"Of course." Chen An nodded and looked at Gu Yue Na. "I thought about it all night."

"I've already formed a rough plan for what comes next."

Gu Yue Na sat up straighter and looked at Chen An expectantly, wanting to know what brilliant strategy he had.

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