Today's gains had already become absurdly abundant.
First came the complete inheritance of the Holy Necromancer.
A vast treasury of Necromancy and soul knowledge, equivalent to carrying a super library and an old master around with him.
Though the old master was gone, the knowledge remained.
Next was Wu Yun.
An eighty-fourth-level Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master puppet—a superpowered bodyguard and fighter that gave him an overwhelming sense of security.
Then came the Second Martial Soul, the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, with its Ultimate Ice attribute.
Along with it came a four-hundred-thousand-year-grade torso Soul Bone, sending his physical abilities soaring like a rocket.
And now, there was the fusion of the Sword of Life and the Spiritual Sea, granting both his spirit and vitality dual top-tier enhancement and protection.
Lin Qing could not help wildly grumbling in his heart. Was this transmigrator treatment a little too good? Had I used up all the luck for the rest of my life?
Grumbling aside, his mind remained clear.
All these heaven-defying inheritances, powerful bodyguards, top-tier Martial Souls and Soul Bones, divine artifacts... were merely "preparation."
They laid a solid foundation for the next step—the most practical, most crucial, and most urgent one.
The smile on Lin Qing's face gradually faded, replaced by seriousness and focus.
He took a deep breath, as though pressing the slightly cool air deep into his lungs.
Then, he took out the final "relic," and the one best suited to him at present.
Light flickered faintly.
A Soul Ring floated quietly above his palm.
Its color was a profound black, so deep it seemed capable of swallowing light itself.
The ring itself was not flashy.
Its light was restrained, yet the heavy pressure originating from the primal power of a high-level Soul Beast silently spread outward.
Looking closely,