Douluo: Black Hole Spirit, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

"Little one, congratulations on completing the first of the Nine Trials of Destruction. This is your reward!"

"First trial reward: Soul Power increased by three levels, all spirit ring ages increased by five hundred years, and Destruction God affinity increased by ten percent."

Immediately, a surge of power erupted from the mark on his forehead.

Following that, the two hundred-year spirit rings circling his body silently transformed into purple!

A thousand-year spirit ring!

Seeing this scene, Yang Wudi and Yang Wuhui were both stunned.

This was the second time they had intuitively felt the power of a god.

Last time, at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, due to their positioning, they hadn't witnessed the Destruction God King easily obliterating the Fire Dragon King and the Ice Dragon King.

But this time, he had easily raised both of Yang Ziyuan's first and second spirit rings to the thousand-year level right before their eyes!

Such heaven-defying means were simply terrifying.

Just as Yang Wudi and his companion fell into deep thought, Yang Ziyuan suddenly opened his eyes, a brilliant smile appearing on his face.

"I didn't expect the rewards this time to be so good! Not only have all my spirit rings reached the thousand-year level, but my Soul Power Level has even reached level 36!"

Just as Yang Ziyuan was sighing with emotion, the voice of the Destruction God King came again.

"Nine Trials of Destruction, second trial! Within three years, hunt a spirit beast with fifty thousand years of cultivation alone! Reward: Soul Power increased by four levels, one God-Bestowed Spirit Ring, and Destruction God affinity increased by ten percent."

Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan's expression instantly darkened.

Hunting a fifty-thousand-year spirit beast alone within three years! This difficulty was not small at all!

However, it wasn't impossible!

A spirit beast with fifty thousand years of cultivation was only equivalent to a Soul Saint expert.

As long as his own Soul Power Level increased, and relying on the spirit bones of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, he should have a chance to kill it!

At this moment, Yang Wuhui and the other approached him.

"Ziyuan, what is your current Soul Power Level?"

"Grandfather, I am already a level 36 Soul Elder!"

"What? You're already level 36?"

Now, it was Yang Wuhui and his companion's turn to be dumbfounded.

Although, in their hearts, Yang Ziyuan was definitely the most outstanding.

But they never expected that Yang Ziyuan would be such a monster!

In just a few short months, he had gone from a level 20 Soul Grand Master to a Soul Elder.

And, a level 36 Soul Elder at that!

One must know that even geniuses within Martial Soul Hall found it difficult to break through to become a Soul Elder at twelve years old.

Yet Yang Ziyuan not only achieved it, but he had even advanced the timeline by nearly six years!

"Ziyuan, what is your third spirit skill? What are its effects? Did you obtain the Heaven-Swallowing Python's Myriad Things Transformation?"

"Grandfather, my third spirit skill is called Origin Regression! It can be considered an enhanced version of Myriad Things Transformation! Once an enemy is hit by my spirit skill, I can absorb their soul power and even their life force! The most critical part is that the person whose soul power is absorbed will permanently lose that portion of their power! For example, if a Soul Elder has seventy percent of their soul power absorbed by me, they will forever be left with only thirty percent. In the future, even if they break through to become a Title Douluo, their internal soul power reserves will only be thirty percent of what they should be!"

Hearing Yang Ziyuan's words, the expressions of Yang Wuhui and his companion couldn't help but turn grave.

This spirit skill was practically a curse.

If they were hit by Yang Ziyuan's spirit skill and left with only about ten percent of their soul power, they probably wouldn't even be able to handle a Soul King, right?

However, while this soul power technique was powerful, it could not be openly exposed.

Otherwise, Yang Ziyuan would definitely be treated as an Evil Soul Master by Martial Soul Hall!

After all, such methods were not much different from those of an Evil Soul Master!

"Ziyuan, I won't say much more. You must never use this spirit skill on 'ordinary people' in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Mm, I understand!"

Ordinary people? That just means don't use this skill during sparring matches, right~

However, there weren't many people who could force him to use this skill; Tang San could barely count as one!

"Alright, since things are settled, let's return to Tiandou City to pack up first. After we finish visiting the Strength Clan, we will set off back to Vast Sea City."

Hearing that Yang Wudi wanted to visit the Strength Clan, Yang Wuhui was quite displeased.

"Why visit them? Ziyuan's time is so precious right now, how can we waste it on them!"

Having gone out to make his own way long ago, Yang Wuhui had long forgotten the camaraderie between the Four Great Clans.

As long as Yang Ziyuan became a god, the good days for their Breaking Clan would arrive!

"Big brother, the reason I want to visit the Strength Clan is primarily for Ziyuan's sake! Think about it, with the capabilities of our Breaking Clan, we were already struggling during Ziyuan's first trial. If we could have more helpers, it would be different. You also know that the strength of the Strength Clan is nothing to sneeze at!"

Yang Wudi said earnestly.

Hearing these words from Yang Wudi, Yang Wuhui was also taken aback.

He wasn't saying anything unreasonable!

With the strength of their Breaking Clan, it was indeed difficult to continue helping Yang Ziyuan complete his subsequent God Trials.

Just as Yang Wuhui was about to nod in agreement, Yang Ziyuan suddenly stepped forward.

"Second Uncle, I don't agree with what you're saying! Setting aside what the Strength Clan could even do to help us, is it really that hard to create a Title Douluo with the immortal herbs we currently possess? Besides, once people from the Strength Clan join us, can you guarantee they won't leak my situation? We have no blood ties to them, and we aren't their masters like the Clear Sky Sect is!"

"This... this... sigh."

Seeing Yang Ziyuan refute him, Yang Wudi didn't know what else to say.

However, he also understood that if they really revealed the truth to the Strength Clan, the other party would definitely not keep the secret.

Because he knew that Tai Tan was a die-hard loyalist to the Clear Sky Sect! He was more stubborn than a rock in a latrine.

To make him keep a secret, Yang Ziyuan would have to be the sect master of the Clear Sky Sect!

But the problem was, he was a member of the Breaking Clan!

"Fine! Since my nephew is unwilling to go, then forget it. However, we should at least return to Tiandou City to rest and regroup, right?"

"Mm."

Subsequently, Yang Ziyuan and his party returned to Tiandou City.

Tiandou City, Imperial Palace, Crown Prince's Residence.

"So, Uncle She, you didn't find the cause of the tremors in the Sunset Forest?"

In the room, a refined and elegant man sat on a chair, asking softly.

This person was none other than the Martial Soul Hall saintess disguised as Xue Qinghe—Qian Renxue!

"This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me, Young Master!"

"This is not your fault! Besides, you found Dugu Bo's hiding place, so it wasn't a total loss!"

Hearing this, She Long breathed a sigh of relief.

"Reporting to Young Master, a group of people recently arrived in Tiandou City; it seems to be the patriarch of the Breaking Clan, Yang Wudi!"

"Yang Wudi of the Breaking Clan?"

Hearing this name, Qian Renxue suddenly remembered that she still had his brother, Yang Wushuang, in her hands.

After all, the fact that she could poison Emperor Xue Ye without a sound was thanks to the secret medicine of their Breaking Clan—Seven-Colored Radiant!

It just so happened that she was lacking a decent alchemy family under her command. Why not try to make contact tomorrow and see if she could recruit them?

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Uncle She, send someone to notify him that I will pay him a visit tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

She Long nodded and then withdrew.

The next day.

Yang Ziyuan, who was just about to cultivate, was dragged to the reception hall by Yang Wudi.

"Second Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Nephew, cultivation requires a balance of work and rest. Taking advantage of this time, Second Uncle will take you to meet the most powerful person in the Tiandou Empire and help you expand your connections along the way!"

Hearing Yang Wudi's words, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but frown.

The most powerful person in the Tiandou Empire?

Martial Soul Hall? It shouldn't be! In Tiandou City, the strongest person from Martial Soul Hall on the surface was merely Salas.

However, given his Second Uncle's hatred for Martial Soul Hall, it was impossible for him to welcome him with such an attitude.

Therefore, the person they were about to meet could not be him.