But even with the energy from an eighteen-thousand-year Soul Ring, he had only just managed to break through to level 65.
Thinking of this, a trace of frustration appeared on his face.
"Ziyuan, what's wrong? Was the Soul Skill not effective?"
"Grandpa, I'm fine. The Soul Skill worked great. I'm just a little frustrated by how much room there is for my Soul Power to improve."
"How many levels did your Soul Power increase this time?"
"Only five~"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's answer, Yang Wuhui didn't know what to say.
An increase of five levels wasn't enough? And he was frustrated about it?
Back when Yang Wuhui had been a Soul Emperor, it had taken him four whole years to increase his level by five!
And that was already considered quick.
There were Soul Emperors who remained stuck at a certain level, unable to break through for years, and spent their entire lives trapped at that rank.
Yang Ziyuan had already been lucky to improve by so much.
And he was still unsatisfied?
If that little rascal Tianyu found out, wouldn't he cry himself to death?
But, remembering that Yang Ziyuan's circumstances were different from theirs, Yang Wuhui could only console him. "Ziyuan, cultivation can't be rushed. Everything takes time. If you try to swallow a whole pig in one bite, you'll only end up causing problems."
"Mm, I understand, Grandpa."
"Good. As long as you understand."
Then Yang Wuhui glanced around, looking a little regretful.
"It's a pity we couldn't deal with Tang Hao this time. But you completed your Third God Trial, so the trip was worth it."
At that, Yang Ziyuan replied with a smile, "Grandpa, there's still one treasure we haven't taken!"
"What treasure?"
Yang Ziyuan didn't answer Yang Wuhui's question. Instead, he went to the wall and slapped it hard.
The next moment, a black lead box dropped from above their heads.
Yang Wuhui quickly caught it.
"This... this is..."
Looking at the lead box in his hands, Yang Wuhui was astonished. A powerful force had concealed it.
If the box hadn't been right in his hands, he never would have discovered it!
"Grandpa, Tang Hao must have used some kind of method to conceal it. That's why your spiritual power sweep didn't find it earlier."
"I see! So there's a treasure of Tang Hao's hidden inside this lead box?"
"Exactly. Go ahead and open it."
At that, Yang Wuhui opened the lead box without hesitation.
The unremarkable box suddenly released a terrifying force that radiated in every direction.
"A Soul Bone? Could this Soul Bone have come from the Blue Silver Emperor?"
Seeing the Soul Bone inside, Yang Wuhui grew even more excited.
According to Ziyuan, the Blue Silver Emperor had been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. If this Soul Bone really had come from her, didn't that mean they'd gotten a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone for free?
What he couldn't understand was why Tang Hao hadn't absorbed it.
After all, the Soul Bone and the Blue Silver Emperor came from the same source. If Tang Hao had absorbed it, his strength would have increased rapidly, just as Yang Wuhui's had.
Although he didn't understand why Tang Hao hadn't absorbed it, he knew Tang Hao would never get the chance now.
"Grandpa, you guessed right. This Soul Bone did come from the Blue Silver Emperor!"
"In that case, you should absorb it. I already have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, so I don't need another one!"
Looking at the Blue Silver Empress Right Leg Bone in his hands, Yang Wuhui steeled himself and handed it to Yang Ziyuan.
It wasn't that he didn't want it. Of course he did!
It was, after all, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
If this Soul Bone appeared in public, it would surely cause a storm of bloodshed.
But for the future of the Breaking Clan, he could only bear to give it up.
"Grandpa, you don't have to. I think you should absorb this Soul Bone instead!"
Yang Ziyuan wasn't interested in the Blue Silver Empress Right Leg Bone at all.
Though it contained abundant life energy that could help him quickly awaken his Second Martial Soul, he still didn't want to absorb it.
For one thing, he couldn't give up the God-level Spirit Bone awarded by the Fourth God Trial just to have this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. For another, he had other ways to obtain life energy.
After all, his Third Soul Skill didn't only absorb other people's Soul Power. If he wanted, he could absorb life energy too.
The reason he hadn't absorbed Tang San's life energy last time was that there had been too many people around, and he'd been afraid someone would notice something was off.
Now, he could use this opportunity to complete the First Life God Trial.
As for what he'd absorb it from... the Blue Silver King or an Evil Soul Master would both make good targets, wouldn't they?
Yang Wuhui, however, had no idea about any of that.
"Ziyuan, listen to your grandpa. This Soul Bone will definitely help you. If you don't want it, then who in the clan would be qualified to have it?"
"Why, you, of course, Grandpa!"
"Me? No, no. I already have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone..."
Though he was refusing, his voice grew quieter and quieter.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help laughing.
The old man clearly wanted it, yet still put on a righteous, selfless act.
Left with no choice, Yang Ziyuan had to tell Yang Wuhui about the rewards from the Fourth God Trial.
"From what you've said, this Soul Bone really isn't very suitable for you."
After listening to Yang Ziyuan's explanation, Yang Wuhui thought it over for a while before finally giving in.
After all, anyone could tell which was more valuable: a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone or a God-level Spirit Bone!
"Fine. I'll take this Soul Bone."
After Yang Wuhui accepted the Soul Bone, Yang Ziyuan looked around the stone chamber again.
"Ziyuan, did you find anything else?"
"No. I'm just looking for a good place to leave Tang Hao a little present!"
"A present? What do you mean?"
"Grandpa, once Tang Hao finds out what happened here, he'll definitely go to Vast Sea City to cause trouble for us. Our identities aren't a secret, after all. He only needs to do a little investigating to figure out we were behind it."
"So, to stop him from going after the clan, I've decided to leave something behind here. It won't be enough to finish him off, but it should at least make him think twice about coming to Vast Sea City!"
Only then did Yang Wuhui realize that things weren't as simple as he'd thought.
But, on second thought, it made sense. Their group had crippled Tang Hao's son and taken his wife. Anyone would come after them for revenge.
With the strength of a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao would be a disaster for the Breaking Clan!
His grandson really had thought this through.
"Grandpa, go on ahead. Leave this to me!"
"Okay!"
Only after Yang Wuhui flew out past the waterfall did Yang Ziyuan begin his plan.
Yang Ziyuan stepped out of the stone chamber, then gave a gentle wave toward the entrance. He murmured, "Sixth Soul Skill, Black Hole Traction!"
As soon as he spoke, a powerful surge of Soul Power burst from his hand. A two-meter-wide black vortex appeared by the entrance.
The black vortex spun continuously, drawing in the surrounding Soul Power and forming a miniature black hole.
The black hole didn't last long. It soon faded, then vanished into the surrounding space.
Afterward, he reached out and pressed the hidden stone on the wall. A low rumble sounded as the massive stone door slowly shut.
When he had finished, Yang Ziyuan's lips curled slightly, and a sly glint flashed in his eyes.
"Tang Hao, I've prepared my little present for you. Now let's see if you can make it out of this stone chamber alive!"
Black Hole Traction, just as the name implied, was a miniature black hole he created with his Black Hole Martial Soul.
He could control the black hole and place it anywhere he wanted.
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