With the latest stage of his inheritance successfully completed, Liu Yuan stood where he was and couldn't help bursting into laughter.
His laughter grew louder and louder, until it shook the entire inheritance site of the God of Death!
This felt amazing!
Absolutely amazing!
For this day, he had endured humiliation!
For this day, he had worked day and night!
At last, he had achieved his goal!
He was level sixty!
He could use the Death Mask's ability to create a clone with one percent of his strength and kill Yu Xiaogang!
At the thought, Liu Yuan laughed with unrestrained delight.
His laughter was thunderous, and his whole body trembled as he laughed.
The God of Death watched Liu Yuan from the side the entire time.
To be honest, he could understand Liu Yuan.
After all, ever since he had taken an interest in Liu Yuan, he had kept a close eye on him.
So aside from Liu Yuan himself, no one understood what had happened to him better than the God of Death.
The God of Death knew that Liu Yuan had always been holding back his anger.
For the sake of that anger, he had endured humiliation and worked day and night.
He had trained with everything he had and accepted the inheritance like a madman.
No matter how grueling and dull the process was, he had never once complained.
Now, at last, he had a chance to take revenge.
In the God of Death's eyes, Liu Yuan's reaction was perfectly normal.
If he were in Liu Yuan's place, he would probably have reacted the same way.
So the God of Death wasn't bothered that Liu Yuan had disturbed the peace around them.
Instead, he simply stood there calmly, watching Liu Yuan.
When Liu Yuan finally laughed himself tired, he stopped.
Only then did the God of Death speak to him. "Take a look at your rewards first."
Liu Yuan nodded repeatedly. Deep gratitude filled his eyes as he summoned his Martial Soul and, following the God of Death's instructions, began checking his rewards.
The first thing he noticed was the increase in his Soul Power.
And this time, the boost to his Soul Power Level surpassed his expectations.
He had thought his Soul Power would increase to sixty levels at most, and he would have been satisfied with that.
But after checking, he discovered that his Soul Power Level had reached sixty-five.
Five levels higher than he had expected.
For Liu Yuan, this was an unexpected boon.
After all, increasing his Soul Power also meant increasing his strength.
And once his strength increased, the clone he sent out would become even more powerful.
That would greatly improve the chances of the clone he sent out killing Yu Xiaogang!
So Liu Yuan was indeed doubly delighted.
He soon began checking his Soul Rings.
There wasn't much worth mentioning about them.
Just as Liu Yuan had predicted, his Soul Ring was six hundred thousand years old.
Although a six-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring was indeed incredibly rare—almost no one else on the Douluo Continent had one—Liu Yuan wasn't overjoyed or surprised.
After all, he had expected this result.
So it wasn't as if he was ecstatic or anything.
It was just business as usual.
He soon began checking his Soul Bones.
This time, the God of Death had given him only one torso bone.
But this Soul Bone was two million years old.
To be honest, Liu Yuan couldn't figure out where the God of Death had gotten a two-million-year Soul Bone.
After all, Soul Beasts became gods at a million years, didn't they?
If they became gods at a million years, how could there possibly be a two-million-year Soul Bone?
Liu Yuan quickly voiced his confusion to the God of Death.
The God of Death looked at him with an exasperated expression.
"Right, they become gods at a million years. So why not just find some divine beasts' Soul Bones?"
"Before the Divine Realm issued its ban, quite a few Soul Beasts became gods. The Divine Realm had accumulated a large number of divine beasts by then."
"Though a great war broke out in the Divine Realm later because of the Dragon God, and a ban on Soul Beasts becoming gods was issued afterward, how many divine beasts fell in that war?"
"So finding Soul Bones that are several million years old isn't difficult. If you'd wanted to collect them back then, you could've taken a walk across the battlefield and come back with a whole sackful."
That was the God of Death's explanation.
Liu Yuan thought it did make some sense.
Other people wouldn't dare collect these divine beasts' Soul Bones, but the God of Death could.
And he had lived long enough to have acquired them, too.
So it made sense that he would have such things.
Liu Yuan didn't ask anything more.
But when he examined the several Soul Bones he had just received, he couldn't bear to put them down.
After all, these were divine beasts' Soul Bones.
They were nothing like the ordinary Soul Bones found on the Douluo Continent.
Now he understood why the God of Death had said that million-year Soul Bones were nothing special.
With his two-million-year divine beast Soul Bone, Liu Yuan felt the same way.
These million-year Soul Bones really were a little trash.
Of course, that was just Liu Yuan's opinion.
If anyone else on the Douluo Continent got a single Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, they'd be grinning in their dreams. And if they got a million-year Soul Bone like Liu Yuan, they'd probably walk around with their noses in the air.
Other people simply weren't as extravagant as Liu Yuan!
Liu Yuan spent a little longer examining the rewards he had just received.
But once he had a general idea of everything he'd gotten, he lost interest in looking any further.
Under normal circumstances, that wouldn't have been a problem.
He might have been happy to keep playing around with his rewards.
But now, he had no interest in doing that at all.
After all, he had been longing to raise his Soul Power to level sixty.
Wasn't that so he could kill Yu Xiaogang as soon as possible and avenge himself?
Now that he had finally reached level sixty, he naturally didn't want to waste a moment.
So he summoned his Death God Mask on the spot.
As soon as the mask appeared, the Soul Power and aura surging through Liu Yuan became even more terrifying.
The God of Death raised an eyebrow at the sight. If Liu Yuan unleashed his full strength now, he could hold his own against Titled Douluo around level ninety-one or ninety-two.
Though there was a gap of dozens of Soul Power levels between them, Liu Yuan's setup was simply too good!
Liu Yuan had no idea what the God of Death was thinking.
After summoning his Death God Mask, he poured all his Soul Power into it.
Soon, the mask fell away.
Then another Liu Yuan, wearing a mask, appeared before him.
Liu Yuan looked at the clone before him and smiled with satisfaction.
He patted the clone on the shoulder. "I'll leave the task of killing Yu Xiaogang to you!"
The clone nodded.
Then a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure he"
"Meets a miserable end!"
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