The Ten-Year Promise, Accepting the Inheritance!

At this moment, the God of Death standing to the side could not help but chuckle softly at the expression on Liu Yuan's face.

In fact, he had been observing Liu Yuan throughout this entire period.

Precisely because of this, he deeply identified with the hatred and thoughts harbored by Liu Yuan.

Based on the events he had witnessed with his own eyes.

It was no exaggeration to say that Yu Xiaogang and the others within Shrek Academy were truly not good people; in fact, describing them as heinous criminals was entirely appropriate.

The God of Death had even used his authority to investigate some of their past deeds.

He hadn't known until he checked, but what he found was truly shocking.

The past records of most people within Shrek Academy were riddled with holes and utterly disgraceful.

Take Yu Xiaogang, for example; he had been expelled from his sect only after committing a grave crime.

He had stolen the sect's highest-secret martial soul research data and used his status as the sect master's son to oppress other female disciples, taking them for his own.

He had committed countless evil deeds, eventually provoking the sect master's fury and leading to his banishment from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

This was completely different from the version he told others, where he claimed to have left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect of his own volition.

Tang San was much the same.

He had stolen his sect's highest secrets and committed suicide after being discovered.

That alone would have been one thing, but after arriving on the Douluo Continent, he had actually possessed a newborn infant to save his own life, erasing the child's soul and consciousness entirely to occupy its shell.

From the age of three, he had already begun engaging in all sorts of unspeakable activities within Holy Soul Village.

Therefore, the God of Death held him in great contempt as well.

Conversely, look at Martial Soul Hall.

The side of Martial Soul Hall and Bibi Dong had done many good deeds for the country and the people, yet they had never received any understanding.

The God of Death had even asked the God of Future to use his authority to glimpse the future, and the future displayed there showed that Bibi Dong and the entire Martial Soul Hall had been defeated by Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

This made him feel it was a great pity.

No matter how bad things were, Bibi Dong was still far better than that master-disciple pair of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

It was a shame that the ending was so tragic.

When the side of justice fails and the side of evil triumphs, and it is the side of evil that writes history, then future generations will continue to worship them within the fabricated history left by their predecessors.

Just thinking about it felt pathetic!

"However, history is not necessarily unchangeable."

Thinking of this, the God of Death cast a meaningful gaze toward Liu Yuan.

If things had followed their normal trajectory, Martial Soul Hall would have been doomed to fail, and Tang San and Yu Xiaogang would have been destined to win.

Unfortunately, they had accidentally provoked Liu Yuan.

Perhaps from the perspective of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, Liu Yuan was merely an insignificant ant. That was why they dared to bully him at will.

But now, everything had changed.

That ant they had once crushed with their own hands had become the successor to the God of Death, and the God of Death was one of the oldest and most powerful deities of all.

If Liu Yuan wished, the entire history of the Douluo Continent would be rewritten because of him alone.

"That is truly something to look forward to."

The God of Death could not help but mutter to himself.

Afterward, he turned to speak to Liu Yuan at his side.

He knew that Liu Yuan was anxious at this moment, so he did not continue to keep him in suspense:

"Alright, from now on, you shall accept my inheritance."

The God of Death said to Liu Yuan.

"Before you accept the inheritance, I need to tell you a few things."

"That is, once you begin accepting my inheritance, you cannot stop halfway. Once you start, you must remain in this place of inheritance, continuously absorbing the power of my legacy. You will only be able to leave once you have fully inherited the power and become the new God of Death."

"As for the time this process will consume, I have roughly calculated that it should take ten years."

"After all, you are too weak right now and can withstand very little divine power. I need to control the scale, injecting it into your body bit by bit. Only as you grow stronger will I be able to inject more divine power, and only then will the progress of the inheritance be able to accelerate."

"Do you understand?"

The God of Death looked deeply at Liu Yuan, waiting for his answer.

Liu Yuan was stunned after hearing these words from the God of Death.

It was within his expectations, yet also outside of them.

He had indeed guessed that the inheritance of the God of Death would require a long time.

But he had never imagined it would take as long as ten years.

And the most important point was.

Ten years later, wouldn't Tang San have already become a god?

Tang San attained godhood in his twenties; at his current age of ten-something, calculating the time, he would reach godhood exactly ten years from now.

After that, it would be the slaughter of Bibi Dong, the slaughter of Qian Renxue, and the unification of the Douluo Continent!

For a moment, Liu Yuan worried about whether he would be able to catch up in time.

After all, Bibi Dong had shown him some kindness, and the Douluo Continent also needed the rule of the Martial Soul Hall, so he did not wish for the Martial Soul Hall to perish.

Moreover, would Liu Yuan truly be able to defeat Tang San by that time?

Although the God of Death was powerful, he had only recently inherited the god position, whereas Tang San held more than one—the Sea God and the Asura God. With two god positions combined, could he still be his match?

Liu Yuan hesitated on the spot for a long time; although he did not ask aloud, the two large characters of "doubt" were written all over his face.

The God of Death used his own abilities to listen to the thoughts in Liu Yuan's heart.

Although he felt somewhat surprised that he knew about future events, he quickly answered the doubts within his heart.

"You will certainly catch up in time."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the day Tang San becomes a god will be the day you successfully complete your inheritance. Even if you are a bit slow, it will only be a matter of a few days' difference."

"And according to history, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong will still be trading blows with Tang San at that time."

"So, you do not need to worry about this."

The God of Death spoke to Liu Yuan once more.

"As for your worry about whether you can defeat Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the others to take your revenge."

"There is even less need to worry about that; god positions are valued for their quality, not their quantity."

"While the Sea God and Asura God positions are passable, they are nothing compared to the Power of the Death God."

"Once you have inherited my Power of the Death God, you will be able to take on ten of him by yourself."

"So, there is no need to worry about that part of the problem when the time comes."

Liu Yuan had originally been deeply conflicted in his heart.

But now, after hearing these words from the God of Death, his eyes could not help but light up.

All the worries in his heart were resolved, and he instantly felt energized.

Therefore, unwilling to delay any further, he spoke directly to the God of Death before him: "Since that is the case, then please let me begin the inheritance!"

"Good!"

"Then, let us begin!"

The God of Death nodded at Liu Yuan and then spoke.