Return to Soul Village, Kill!

Not to mention that the God of Death already possessed the ability to hear Liu Yuan's inner thoughts.

Having known Liu Yuan for such a long time, he was also very familiar with Liu Yuan's personality.

Therefore, there was no need for Liu Yuan to say much; the God of Death had already guessed his thoughts.

However, he did not agree with Liu Yuan's idea. He shook his head and said:

"I know what you are thinking. You want to take revenge on Yu Xiaogang."

"But as I just said, a clone created using the Ghost Mask can, at most, only possess one percent of your original body's strength."

"But you have to think about how much strength you have right now. Although your original body has reached the level of a Spirit Ancestor and can defeat many Spirit Emperors in a real fight,"

"That is your original body, not your clone. If converted into a clone, with only one percent of your strength, I'm afraid this clone wouldn't even be able to beat Yu Xiaogang himself."

"So, wanting to take revenge on him is completely out of the question."

"According to my estimation, if you want your clone to have enough strength to kill Yu Xiaogang, you need at least the strength of a six-ringed spirit master. And that is considering that your subsequent spirit rings will be of very high quality. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, even with six rings, they wouldn't necessarily be able to kill Yu Xiaogang while only being able to use one percent of their power."

The God of Death explained to Liu Yuan bit by bit.

After hearing these words from the God of Death, even though Liu Yuan was indeed eager for revenge, he had to admit that the God of Death made sense.

Therefore, he had no choice but to temporarily abandon the plan to hunt down Yu Xiaogang. For now, the best course of action was to raise his cultivation to level sixty as quickly as possible; only then could he seek revenge on Yu Xiaogang.

He thought for a moment and then cast his gaze toward the God of Death at his side.

"Since that's the case, I will shelve this plan for now."

"However, if killing Yu Xiaogang is out, going back to take a look at Soul Village should be fine, right?"

"I haven't been back in a long time, and I'm a bit concerned about the current situation in the village."

Liu Yuan asked the God of Death.

This time, the God of Death did not stop Liu Yuan. Instead, he nodded at him and said: "That is no problem. You can send your clone over while your original body remains here to receive the inheritance."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan nodded at the God of Death: "Good."

He quickly acted according to the plan.

With his original body remaining in the God of Death's inheritance site to continue receiving the inheritance, he soon had his clone head in the direction of Soul Village.

This process took nearly another month. Although the reason Liu Yuan couldn't reach the inheritance site before wasn't because it was particularly far, but because of the God of Death's trials, and his strength was indeed different from before, the journey was still very long.

Therefore, it took a great deal of effort for him to return to the vicinity of Soul Village.

Everything around Soul Village still looked much the same as before.

On the way, he even passed by the patch of land where he had been buried alive by Tang San and the others. Liu Yuan stood on the ground, where a few shovels still lay—the very items left behind by Tang San and his group that day. Everything felt as if it had happened only yesterday.

After seeing this scene, Liu Yuan remained silent for a long time, his dark pupils seemingly burning with raging flames.

He once again warned himself to increase his strength and obtain the inheritance.

Then, he would return the humiliation he suffered that day to Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, bit by bit.

He lingered for a while longer before turning to leave, finally arriving at the entrance of Soul Village.

However, this time he only intended to observe from the shadows. He simply wanted to see how the villagers were doing. As for revealing his identity, he would wait until the day he obtained the full inheritance, became the new God of Death, and walked out of the inheritance site.

Otherwise, knowing too many secrets would not be a good thing for the defenseless villagers.

But just as he snuck into the village, something felt off.

After sneaking in, he discovered that many villagers had suffered minor injuries.

"What is going on?"

Realizing this, Liu Yuan's brows furrowed instantly, and a thick sense of malice appeared in his eyes.

He began to check house by house, and upon inspection, he found that many villagers were indeed injured. By chance, he overheard some villagers discussing that they had ended up in this state because they had been robbed by a group of bandits from the surrounding area.

"Bandits? You're courting death!"

Upon learning this, Liu Yuan was instantly enraged.

He did not linger in the village but turned and charged directly toward the bandits' stronghold.

Clearly, to Liu Yuan, the villagers were like family. Seeing his own family being bullied by bandits like this was something Liu Yuan absolutely could not accept.

He quickly stormed the bandits' stronghold and kicked open the main gate.

The bandits were startled by Liu Yuan's actions, but upon seeing that the intruder was just a masked youth, their faces immediately turned cold: "Where did this brat come from? He doesn't know when he's going to die. Chop him up!"

Then, a small squad of bandits charged toward Liu Yuan in a group.

Liu Yuan sneered and summoned his martial soul.

Although he could only use one percent of his strength, these bandits were nothing but small fry; most had no spirit power, and the few who did didn't even have a single spirit ring.

How could Liu Yuan possibly fear such trash?

He immediately drew his scythe and, with one strike per person, hacked all the bandits who attacked him to pieces.

One by one, the bandits were struck by Liu Yuan's scythe and died on the spot, not even leaving a whole corpse behind.

Yet, Liu Yuan's expression remained completely indifferent.

As the successor to the God of Death, killing was truly as simple as eating or drinking for him; never mind killing just a few people right now, even if he were to slaughter this entire group of bandits, he wouldn't even blink an eye.

Therefore, he continued to walk step by step toward the group of bandits, his scythe held firmly in his hand.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

This group of bandits had originally been full of bluster and aggression.

But once they saw the other party hack their companions to death in just a few moves, they knew this youth was extraordinary. They felt an incredibly terrifying killing intent radiating from him, a killing intent that nearly scared them all into wetting themselves.

And so, in an instant, the bandits all lost their nerve.

One by one, they knelt on the ground before Liu Yuan, begging for mercy and kowtowing incessantly.

"Master! Great hero! We have no idea how we offended you? Please, spare our lives!"

"As long as you spare us, we are willing to do anything!"