Bone Dragon Soul Spirit

Watching the middle-aged man turn and leave, even closing the door behind him, Le Zhengyue saw the monitor go completely dark.

His expression didn't change. He raised his hand slightly, and a sacred, radiant power surged forth.

The Dragon God Martial Soul, which had originally shone with nine colors, was now filled with a terrifying light.

As the enormous radiance appeared, it completely obscured everything behind him from view.

Le Zhengyue's gaze remained calm.

Most of the Soul Spirits here were placed together without being carefully sorted.

Normally, whether a Soul Spirit suited someone had to be determined by screening them with special machinery.

But Le Zhengyue didn't need that.

His choice was simple: he looked straight at the most evil, most defiled Soul Spirits.

He had come here to add a Soul Spirit to his Human Emperor Banner.

So naturally, he needed one with one of three attributes: undead, death, or darkness.

His gaze swept over the many Soul Spirits on display.

Two of them first caught his attention.

One was a Soul Spirit in the form of a mass of black mist.

It was pure darkness.

Its body was a cloud of mist, much like an elemental Soul Spirit.

It was a Soul Spirit created by the Spirit Pagoda through the fusion of various bloodlines.

The second was a Bone Dragon.

Or rather, it wasn't quite a Bone Dragon, but a creature resembling one.

It was actually a species of death.

Both Soul Spirits looked quite good.

But Le Zhengyue had no intention of choosing between them.

Since he liked both, he took them both.

Then he picked out several other Soul Spirits as well.

He took more than thirty in total, making sure the other party couldn't figure out which one he really wanted.

As for what happened to the rest of the Soul Spirits, Le Zhengyue didn't care.

After all, he wasn't short on money.

When he finished selecting the Soul Spirits and left, the Angel Guards were waiting silently below.

They looked at the more than thirty Soul Spirits Le Zhengyue had brought out, which included Soul Spirits of every attribute.

Light and holy attributes were still the most numerous, with more than five in total.

Death came next.

The middle-aged man glanced over the Soul Spirits, then looked at Le Zhengyue and gave a somewhat rueful wave of his hand.

He said nothing, merely signaling the front desk to help complete the transaction.

Only after the deal was done and Le Zhengyue had left did the ingratiating smile slowly fade from the middle-aged man's face.

A thoughtful look entered his eyes.

Ignoring the front desk clerk's curious gaze, the middle-aged man returned straight to his office without even looking at him.

When he turned on the monitor, it showed Le Zhengyue selecting Soul Spirits.

Watching Le Zhengyue pick out thirty Soul Spirits and seeing the enormous light-attribute Martial Soul behind him, the Angel City Spirit Pagoda's master wore a peculiar expression.

"His Martial Soul really is light-attribute. It's not a Holy Angel, but it's definitely a light-attribute Martial Soul."

"It seems the future head of the Lezheng Family will be inherited by that young master. That does fit the rules."

"But for a young master of the Yue Family to awaken a dragon-like Martial Soul..."

The middle-aged man shook his head as he spoke.

The awakening of human Martial Souls was highly unpredictable. Or rather, all bloodlines came from the Dragon God.

In that case, awakening a dragon-type Martial Soul was perfectly normal.

So although the man was somewhat surprised, he wasn't particularly troubled by it.

He had only wanted to confirm whether Le Zhengyue had awakened that Martial Soul.

The one completely opposed to the Angel Family, also known as the forbidden Martial Soul.

Other people didn't know about this.

But as the Angel City Spirit Pagoda, they knew the Yue Family, the biggest local power in Angel City, very well.

Although the Yue Family was an angelic family, some members had awakened that fallen Martial Soul.

The Fallen Angel was another side of an angel.

Quite a few people had awakened this Martial Soul.

But the Yue Family had always regarded it as a corruption of their bloodline.

So when someone awakened the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, they were either dealt with outright or sent to the Southern Legion to await their death.

Meanwhile, back at the Yue Family's old residence, Le Zhengyue sat in his room and considered what kind of Soul Spirit to fuse with.

Both the Black Mist and the Soul Spirit resembling a Bone Dragon were excellent choices for his First Soul Spirit.

After weighing it over and over, Le Zhengyue ultimately chose the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit.

After all, it was better suited to the Human Emperor Banner's attributes.

Although Le Zhengyue hadn't inherited the small space, the Human Emperor Banner also contained a small world.

That was why the Human Emperor Banner could contain undead.

A Soul Spirit was essentially the Human Emperor Banner's chief spirit.

Only a sufficiently powerful chief spirit could bring out its full potential.

The mist-shaped Soul Spirit leaned toward boosting darkness and death, making it more suitable for broad enhancement.

But what Le Zhengyue needed right now was a true chief spirit, one that could lead the other Soul Spirits in battle.

So in the end, he chose the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit.

As Le Zhengyue sat down, the strange dragon-like creature with flesh still clinging to it began to fuse with him.

As Le Zhengyue's Dragon God Bloodline flowed into it, a powerful force began to suffuse the Soul Spirit.

The creature, which had looked like a Bone Dragon without quite being one, began to transform completely.

Enormous wings sprouted from its back.

The remaining flesh on one side of its body disappeared, and it took on the form of a pure Bone Dragon.

Le Zhengyue showed no particular reaction to the strength of the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit.

As his power gathered, he focused on his Undead Space.

At that moment, hundreds, even thousands of people were inside the Undead Space.

They were all the resentment—or rather, the souls—of those who had died in the Mysterious Underworld Sect.

Their souls drifted through the air, along the ground, and even beneath it.

They had nowhere to live and no physical bodies of their own.

They were the lowest existences in the Undead Realm.

Without bodies, they couldn't even be called undead. They could only be called spirits of the dead.

These spirits had a certain degree of strength, but it was limited.

As the Soul Spirit took shape, an enormous Bone Dragon slowly emerged from the earth.

The Bone Dragon gave its wings a gentle flap.

When it opened its jaws, the spirits of the dead all around it were sucked inside.

The power within its body began to rapidly swell.

Watching the Bone Dragon absorb the power of the undead and restore itself, Le Zhengyue's eyes held a trace of surprise.

Although the Bone Dragon wasn't an Unyielding Soul Spirit, after fully fusing with the Human Emperor Banner, it had begun to develop a mind of its own—or rather, it had been influenced by the Dragon God Bloodline.

The Bone Dragon was now extremely powerful.

Even as a Soul Spirit, it was stronger than an ordinary Hundred-Year Soul Beast.

This Soul Spirit couldn't yet serve as Le Zhengyue's trump card.

But he could strengthen it, and his physical constitution was more than capable of withstanding it.

An ordinary person's First Soul Spirit could only bear a hundred-year limit.

But as the owner of the Dragon God Martial Soul, Le Zhengyue had a body larger than the Golden Dragon King's, greater physical strength, and more powerful control over the elements.

And that wasn't all. The Dragon God itself was the very embodiment of perfection.

So his First Soul Ring could already withstand a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

If he strengthened the Bone Dragon, it alone could possess the combat strength of a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor.

That would already be enough to serve as a minor trump card.