Slaying Two Title Douluo, Reward: Soul Power Increased by One Level

Castor, badly wounded, was sent flying backward and spat out a mouthful of crimson blood. If the Soul Douluo's body had not cushioned the impact just now, he would likely have died on the spot the instant he came into contact with that energy.

"This... this is a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!"

Castor trembled all over. The tearing pain in his chest made his breathing rapid, and he even felt as though his Martial Soul could shatter at any moment.

"You... what exactly did you do? Why do you possess a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone? Could it be... that you inherited the legacy of some Deity?!"

Lin Yuan strode toward Castor. With every step he took, the ground beneath him trembled, while ripples spread through the surrounding energy.

Castor wanted to flee, but the space around him had already been sealed. Not even a sparrow could escape, much less a living old bastard like Castor.

Lin Yuan slightly raised his right hand and said with a smile, "Old Mister Castor, remember to mention my name on the road to the underworld. You might get your toll waived."

"How dare you!"

Lin Yuan did not waste words with him. The Asura Demon Sword in his palm shot forth with force, its blood-red sword light piercing straight through Castor's throat without obstruction.

Castor could only stare wide-eyed, reaching out as though he wanted to say something. Yet the tearing pain left him almost incapable of voicing the words in his heart.

Lin Yuan crouched down and patted Castor's cheek. "Take a deep breath. Feeling dizzy is normal. You'll be asleep soon."

Terror filled Castor's face. He wanted to say something, but as he watched blood spray from his chest, the horror in his heart only deepened. He had never expected that, with his strength, he would perish here today!

The life in his eyes rapidly faded as blood dripped from the sword tip. In the end, under Lin Yuan's gaze, he died completely.

Congratulations, Host, for killing two Title Douluo. Martial Soul reward triggered. Host's cultivation has increased by one level.

With a thought, a blue character panel appeared before him.

Name: Lin Yuan

Soul Power: Level 94 Title Douluo

Martial Soul: Asura Demon Sword (God-level)

Soul Rings: Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red!

Soul Bones: Full

Domains: Divine Slaughter's Domain, Asura Domain

Total Kills: 5592

Soul Beasts Killed: 136

Lin Yuan rubbed his chin as he looked at the system information that had suddenly appeared, inwardly astonished. I never expected killing a Title Douluo could increase my Soul Power. Is this the deterrent power of the God-level Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword?

This was his first time killing a Title Douluo powerhouse. It seemed the reward from the Asura Demon Sword truly lived up to its reputation.

Lin Yuan put away the system, turned around, and collected all the Soul Tools from the group of Soul Masters. After disposing of the bodies here, he left without looking back.

As for the City of Slaughter, he would settle accounts with it when he had the time.

The City of Slaughter was a paradise for the Fallen. Countless Soul Masters became bloodthirsty killing tools within it, and their king, the King of Slaughter, was even worse.

The original King of Slaughter had been Tang Chen, the ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect and one of the current three Absolute Douluo. While accepting the inheritance of the Asura God, he had been interfered with by the divine intent of the Rakshasa God, eventually becoming parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

The prolonged parasitism continuously drained Tang Chen's vitality, causing the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King to sense an unprecedented crisis.

For this very reason, what the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King wanted most was to find a Title Douluo capable of bearing its parasitism, and that person happened to be Lin Yuan.

Back when Lin Yuan became the victor, he had been invited by the King of Slaughter. The man appeared harmless on the surface, but his heart was incomparably treacherous.

What he wanted most was to claim Lin Yuan for himself and use his body as the foundation for dominating the entire Douluo Continent.

However, as a transmigrator, Lin Yuan naturally understood the King of Slaughter's intentions. Thus, after obtaining Divine Slaughter's Domain, he had chosen to leave that damned place immediately.

When the King of Slaughter learned that Lin Yuan had left, he naturally flew into a rage. He had once sent countless powerhouses to hunt him down. If Lin Yuan had not been so strong, he would likely have already become the next King of Slaughter.

After returning to Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Lin Yuan took off his bloodstained clothes and retrieved a clean crimson robe from his Soul Tool to put on.

"Wash the clothes clean."

"Yes." Xiao Wu nodded submissively, picked up the clothes reeking of blood, and walked to the pond to begin washing the blood from them.

Just then, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, who had been recuperating from his injuries, arrived.

Last time, Lin Yuan had promised him that as long as Dugu Bo gave him the herbs, he would be able to cure the deadly poison within both himself and his granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

Thus, after recovering from his injuries, Dugu Bo immediately came here, hoping Lin Yuan could help him cleanse the toxins from his body as soon as possible.

"Lin Yuan, do you remember what you promised me?"

"Of course I remember." Lin Yuan sat in his chair, sipping tea. He casually took out an azure pill from his Soul Tool and handed it over. "This pill can neutralize the toxins in your body. However, since the toxins originate from your Martial Soul, stripping them all away would instead harm you."

"Once you have brought the toxins in your body under control, you only need to inject them into your Head Soul Bone."

Dugu Bo frowned slightly and skeptically examined the small blue pill on the table. "It's that simple?"

"You can find someone to test it on. But I only have three of these little blue pills at the moment. If you are not afraid of wasting one, you can certainly find a guinea pig to serve as a test subject."

Lin Yuan seemed to see through Dugu Bo's distrust and spoke without hesitation.

He was also telling Dugu Bo that if he did not believe him, there was nothing Lin Yuan could do. It was up to Dugu Bo himself.

Dugu Bo felt conflicted. He had never trusted anyone, and the pill Lin Yuan had given him was no exception.

But when he thought of how this was his only chance to survive, he knew that if he missed it, there would truly be no turning back.

"I can trust you, but I still hope you can save my granddaughter. Otherwise, I, Dugu Bo, even if I..."

Before Dugu Bo could finish, Lin Yuan interrupted him again. "I have always kept my word. Since I promised you, I will not go back on it."

Seeing Lin Yuan speak with such certainty, Dugu Bo finally placed the small blue pill into his mouth. At the same time, he sat cross-legged and circulated the Soul Power within his body, preparing to endure agonizing pain.

But after waiting for quite a while, no pain came from his body. Dugu Bo looked at his palm in disbelief.