After seeing this, Liu Yuan could no longer keep his composure. He stood there, utterly stunned, his heart filled with wild elation.
His reaction was hardly surprising.
After all, the two Soul Bones Liu Yuan had just obtained weren't some inferior hundred-thousand-year Soul Bones. They were both a million years old!
One had to understand:
On Douluo Continent, even hundred-thousand-year Soul Bones were incredibly rare.
Million-year Soul Bones were practically unobtainable.
After all, Soul Beasts that lived for a million years ascended to godhood. Once their cultivation reached a million years, they could become new gods. There was no way to kill them.
Even if they couldn't become gods, Soul Beasts of that age were already at the pinnacle of power on Douluo Continent. How could ordinary people possibly kill them? And if they couldn't kill them, how could they get their Soul Bones?
Soul Bones of that age were so rare they seemed to come from the heavens themselves. They could even be called peerless treasures.
Yet Liu Yuan had obtained them—and not just one, but two at once. He was dumbfounded. Even though he'd already expected something like this, he still couldn't calm down.
"Focus on your cultivation and inherit the legacy!"
"These are just the basics. There's even better stuff coming later."
Seeing Liu Yuan's reaction, the God of Death couldn't help but laugh in bemusement.
After all, he was one of the oldest and most powerful gods in the Divine Realm. His perspective was beyond Liu Yuan's.
Many things that seemed extraordinary to Liu Yuan were nothing special in his eyes, just ordinary little trinkets.
Take these two million-year Soul Bones, for example. The Soul Bones he planned to give Liu Yuan later were even better, so he couldn't help feeling a little exasperated by Liu Yuan's reaction.
He stepped forward, patted Liu Yuan on the shoulder, and encouraged him to keep working hard and accept the inheritance.
As for Liu Yuan, the God of Death's words only made him even more eager to see what the next inheritance would bring.
For one thing, he'd grown curious about its rewards.
Would he get a six-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring? Or a two-million-year Soul Bone?
Or maybe both?
The thought sent Liu Yuan's blood racing.
After all, with all the benefits he'd gained, he could easily crush opponents at his own level. He could even take on Soul Masters ten or twenty levels above him, despite their much higher Soul Power Levels.
If he kept growing at this rate, could he fight a Titled Douluo at Level 60?
For another thing, he was looking forward to finally being able to kill Yu Xiaogang.
He'd endured for years for this day.
Even at Level 60, he'd only be able to kill Yu Xiaogang, and Yu Xiaogang wasn't his only enemy.
But to Liu Yuan, killing even one Yu Xiaogang would be enough!
As long as he could kill Yu Xiaogang, it would prove that all his efforts over the years hadn't been in vain.
As for Tang San and the others, he could take care of them at his leisure after becoming a god.
"Cultivate, cultivate!"
At the thought, Liu Yuan quickly filled with renewed determination.
He began cultivating on the spot, preparing to accept the God of Death's next round of inheritance.
And so the same monotonous life began again, day after day.
But for Liu Yuan, this dull cultivation wasn't painful.
Cultivation was tedious, and the conditions were harsh, but it helped him increase his strength quickly. To him, that made it a blessing.
Besides, he had a powerful sense of purpose.
Though many years had passed, Liu Yuan's hatred for Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the others had never faded. It had only continued to pile up over time.
Now he was just one step away from revenge. He only needed to complete the next round of inheritance to raise his cultivation to Level 60.
At that point, he could send his clone out and kill Yu Xiaogang.
How could he possibly find that dull or painful?
The thought that soon he'd be able to take revenge on Yu Xiaogang—to take up a scythe and hack at him again and again, until his head was split open, his flesh mangled, and not even a whole corpse remained—
Liu Yuan was too excited to wait! How could he possibly fail to endure this process?
So this tedious cultivation was entirely bearable for him.
He continued cultivating, and in the blink of an eye, another two years passed.
Meanwhile, the outside world was once again in turmoil!
Over the past few years, Yu Xiaogang and the others had continually expanded their forces, planning to attack Spirit Hall once Tang San returned.
As Liu Yuan had expected, Tang San had continued to benefit from one lucky break after another with Tang Hao's help.
First, he'd increased his strength and learned to use Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
Then he'd awakened his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul as the Blue Silver Emperor and obtained a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone.
He'd also gone to the Capital of Slaughter. After being baptized in its bloodshed, he'd learned Asura God's Divine Slaughter's Domain.
He was probably studying under his aunt, Tang Yuehua, now. Before long, he'd leave, then head to Star Dou Forest to bring Xiao Wu back and reunite with Yu Xiaogang and the Shrek Seven Devils.
Liu Yuan naturally knew all about Tang San's growth over the past two years.
But in Liu Yuan's eyes, Tang San was nothing now.
Tang San had grown stronger, but compared to Liu Yuan, his progress was insignificant.
Even if he'd increased his strength and learned to use Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer—
That was nothing special. As far as Martial Soul rank went, the Clear Sky Hammer was a trash Martial Soul that could only compare to others on Douluo Continent.
Compared to Liu Yuan's Martial Soul, it was nothing.
After all, Liu Yuan's Martial Soul had been blessed by the God of Death. It was a godly Martial Soul.
The Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Emperor, no matter how powerful, were merely mortal Martial Souls. They belonged to entirely different realms.
As for the hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone and Divine Slaughter's Domain, those meant even less to Liu Yuan.
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone was trash in his eyes now. He already had million-year Soul Bones, and even better ones were waiting for him.
And the Divine Slaughter's Domain was just a poor man's version of the Asura Domain. His Death God Domain could crush even the Asura Domain, so why would he care about Tang San's pathetic Divine Slaughter's Domain?
In Liu Yuan's view, the only reason Tang San was safe was that Liu Yuan couldn't leave yet.
Otherwise, if Tang San ran into him, he'd get beaten like a little brat.
That was why Liu Yuan never paid much attention to Tang San's strength.
He'd long since understood that Tang San was no longer in the same league as him.
That weakling could be killed with a flick of his finger as soon as Liu Yuan left!
So he didn't pay much attention to Tang San's movements. He focused all his attention on accepting the inheritance.
On this day, Liu Yuan was once again accepting the inheritance at the place of inheritance.
But when he opened his eyes, a smile spread across his face despite himself.
His latest round of inheritance was finally complete!
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