Undying Body: Phasing! Death Scythe Blade: Burst! Golden Crocodile: Qian Yu is probably already comparable to a Titled Douluo?

A flash of satisfaction crossed Qian Yu's eyes.

"As I thought."

He increased his force, condensing his soul power into a blade, and cleanly severed the little finger of his left hand at the root.

The moment the severed finger hit the ground, a brilliant dark golden light erupted.

The severed digit transformed into a mist of dark golden light, which instantly flew back to Qian Yu's hand and merged with the light at the stump.

In the blink of an eye, the little finger regenerated, completely intact.

Qian Yu flexed his finger; it was as nimble as before, with no sense of stiffness.

Even if my body is shattered to pieces, it can reassemble...

Qian Yu murmured to himself, gaining a clear understanding of the survival capabilities of this soul skill.

"As long as the opponent is not at the God level, they will never be able to truly kill me while I am in the state of Undying Body."

This soul skill was identical to the [Undying Body] possessed by Bibi Dong in the original work.

Yet, Qian Yu could feel that because he possessed Twin Martial Souls and dual ultimate attributes, this skill seemed even stronger when used by him.

"Next, [Undying Body: Etherealization]."

Qian Yu shifted his focus, and the flow of his soul power changed abruptly.

His body began to blur, its edges bleeding outward like ink soaked in water.

Soon, he transformed into a humanoid mass of dark golden energy, shimmering with light but lacking any physical substance.

Qian Yu looked down at his energy-formed hands and attempted to reach his right hand into the stone table in front of him.

His arm sank into the tabletop without the slightest resistance, as if the solid bluestone were merely an illusory projection.

He withdrew his hand, took out a refined iron dagger, and slowly thrust it toward his own chest.

The dagger passed through his energized body; there was no blood, no wound, and not even a hint of resistance.

Qian Yu assessed the sensation.

His soul power was being consumed continuously, but at a remarkably slow rate.

"With my level 86 soul power reserves, maintaining the ethereal state for half an hour is no problem."

Qian Yu deactivated the etherealization, and his body solidified once more.

"Both are god-tier survival skills; the energized body renders physical attacks completely ineffective and significantly weakens energy-based attacks."

"Unless the opponent's attack can directly annihilate the source of my soul power, otherwise—"

The corners of Qian Yu's mouth curled upward.

"Otherwise, I am equally unkillable."

These two Undying Body soul skills—one responsible for physical reconstruction and regeneration, the other for energy-based evasion and mitigation—complemented each other perfectly.

"Truly worthy of a 100,000-year soul ring."

Qian Yu sighed with emotion.

"These two soul skills alone are enough to keep me invincible in battles at the Title Douluo level."

He retracted his soul rings and shifted his attention to his arms.

The 100,000-year Death Spider Emperor left and right arm bones provided two soul skills as well.

Moreover, the soul skills of both arm bones were identical.

Qian Yu stood up and held his arms out level.

"100,000-year Death Spider Emperor left arm bone soul skill!"

Dark golden light surged from his left arm, and the entire limb began to mutate.

Muscle fibers reorganized, bones extended and deformed, and a layer of ink-black chitin emerged on the surface of his skin.

In the blink of an eye, his left arm transformed into a massive black scythe!

The blade was long and slender with a sharp arc, its edge gleaming with a chilling light, as if it could sever anything in the world.

"100,000-year Death Spider Emperor right arm bone soul skill!"

[Death Scythe Blade]!

The same transformation played out on his right arm.

In just a few seconds, Qian Yu's arms had vanished, replaced by two pitch-black giant scythes connected to his body.

The blades trembled slightly, emitting a low, resonant hum.

Qian Yu tried swinging his arms.

Or rather, swinging the two giant scythes.

Inside the quiet room, black arcs of light crisscrossed, slicing through the air with sharp, hissing shrieks.

Stepping forward, he swung his twin scythes in a cross-cut.

Two pitch-black blade beams tore away from the edges, leaving cross-shaped gouges an inch deep in the chamber wall.

That wall was constructed from special stone, sturdy enough to withstand a full-force strike from a Soul Douluo.

"Such sharp blade energy..."

Qian Yu looked at the marks on the wall, nodding inwardly.

"If even a basic swing has this much power, what if I were to infuse it with soul power..."

Qian Yu did not continue the test; this quiet room could not withstand his full-strength performance.

"Second soul skill!"

Qian Yu shifted his focus.

Dark red light patterns emerged simultaneously on the surface of the two giant scythes, spreading like veins across the entire length of the blades.

A violent surge of soul power radiated from them.

[Death Scythe Blade: Burst]

The effect of this soul skill was simple.

It detonated both giant scythes at the same time.

The intense explosion was enough to block an enemy's attack or inflict devastating damage upon them.

Of course, the side effect was also obvious.

Both giant scythes would shatter simultaneously, requiring time to recover.

"With my current soul power, a full recovery will take about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Qian Yu dispersed the alienated state of his arms, and the two giant scythes slowly retracted, transforming back into normal arms.

"Six soul skills: two for survival, two for melee, one for burst!"

Qian Yu flexed his fingers with satisfaction.

"Combined with the Ultimate Darkness attribute of my Dark Sacred Dragon.

Even if I face a Super Douluo, I have the confidence to fight and win!"

"And if I add the Ultimate Fire of the Six-Winged Blazing Angel martial soul..."

A flicker of anticipation flashed in Qian Yu's eyes.

But soon, he suppressed the thought.

"No rush; I should familiarize myself with these six soul skills first."

Qian Yu sat cross-legged once more, beginning to repeatedly practice the switching and coordination of the six soul skills.

Time slipped away quietly in the quiet room.

Outside the window, the night deepened.

Deep within the dungeons of the Martial Soul Hall, a man with a face ashen like death curled up in a corner, muttering a certain name to himself.

Meanwhile, in another exquisite bedchamber.

A purple-haired girl sat before the window, gazing at the night sky, lost in thought.

The three-day countdown had already begun.

Yet, Qian Yu was completely unaware of it.

Or rather, he did not care at all.

His world had always been nothing but cultivation and becoming a god.

As for women?

"Senior brother insisted on forcing her onto me..."

In the gaps between practicing his soul skills, Qian Yu thought of that stubborn, cold figure and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Then I shall keep her."

"After all—"

Qian Yu re-manifested the two pitch-black giant scythes.

"In this world, there is nothing that I, Qian Yu, cannot hold onto."

At the peak of Offering Mountain.

Qian Yu summoned the Six-Winged Blazing Angel to possess him, flapping his wings to fly over, wielding the Blazing Angel Sword.

He looked imposing and majestic.

Fire, divinity, and light—the energy of three elemental attributes were fully displayed.

Inside the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu sensed this familiar aura, opened his eyes, and revealed a smile.

"My good disciple, you have come."

Qian Yu landed before the hall, and with a flick of his thought, the palace doors swung wide open.

With his Martial Soul retracted into his body, he strode inside with a smile.

"Teacher, esteemed elders."

Qian Yu swept his gaze across the room and bowed with a smile.

"Haha, Qian Yu, now that you have emerged from seclusion, your strength might even be able to rival a Titled Douluo, right?"

Golden Crocodile looked Qian Yu up and down and let out a hearty laugh.

"Big Brother has already told us everything."

"An eighth ring of one hundred thousand years, and two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones to boot!"

"Tsk tsk, this is the first time I have ever seen a single Soul Beast drop two Soul Bones at once!"

"And they are both of the one hundred thousand year level!"