Bone Dragon Soul Spirit

Watching the middle-aged man turn and leave, even closing the heavy door behind him, the surveillance monitor in the back went completely black.

Le Zhengyue's expression remained unchanged; his palm lifted slightly, and a holy, radiant power surged forth.

The Dragon God Martial Soul, usually nine-colored, was now saturated with a terrifying force of light.

As this immense radiance erupted, it effectively masked everything from any further prying eyes.

Le Zhengyue's gaze, however, remained calm.

Most of the spirit souls here were stored together without any particularly detailed categorization.

Normally, determining compatibility requires screening through specialized machinery.

But Le Zhengyue had no such need.

His gaze was simple, directed straight toward the most evil and filthy spirit souls.

His purpose in coming here was to attach a spirit soul to his Human Emperor Banner.

Naturally, he had to choose from the undead, death, or darkness attributes.

As his eyes swept across the room, the number of spirit souls was vast.

His focus quickly narrowed down to two in particular.

One was a spirit soul that manifested as a mass of black mist.

This spirit soul possessed a purely dark attribute.

Its true form was a cloud of vapor, similar to an elemental-type spirit soul.

This was a spirit soul created by the Spirit Pagoda through various bloodline fusions.

The second was a bone dragon.

Or rather, it couldn't strictly be called a bone dragon, but a creature similar to one.

Its true form was actually a species of the death type.

Both of these spirit souls looked quite impressive.

Yet, Le Zhengyue had no intention of choosing just one.

Seeing that both were excellent, he decided to take them both.

Then, he selected a variety of other spirit souls.

He took over thirty in total, ensuring that the other party could not determine what he truly wanted.

As for where the rest of the spirit souls would end up, Le Zhengyue did not care.

After all, he was not short on money.

After he finished selecting the spirit souls and left, the Angel Guard was already waiting in silence below.

Seeing the more than thirty spirit souls Le Zhengyue brought out, which included those of every attribute, the middle-aged man took note.

The majority were still light and holy attribute spirit souls, totaling more than five.

Next were the death attribute spirit souls.

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over these spirit souls, and with a wry smile, he waved his hand at Le Zhengyue.

He didn't speak, simply signaling the front desk to help settle the bill.

Once the transaction was complete and Le Zhengyue had departed, the sycophantic smile on the middle-aged man's face slowly faded.

His eyes held a trace of contemplation.

Ignoring the curious gaze of the receptionist, the middle-aged man walked straight back to his office without a word.

As the surveillance monitor flickered back to life, it displayed the scene of Le Zhengyue selecting the spirit souls.

Watching Le Zhengyue filter through the thirty spirit souls with that massive light-type martial soul behind him, the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda in Angel City wore a strange expression.

"It really is a light-type martial soul. Although it isn't a Holy Angel, it is indeed of the light category."

"It seems the future head of the Lezheng Family will be inherited by that eldest young master; that does align with the rules."

"It's just strange that a young master of the Yue Family would awaken a dragon-type martial soul."

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

The awakening of human martial souls is highly irregular, or rather, all bloodlines originate from the Dragon God.

In such circumstances, awakening a dragon-type martial soul is quite normal.

Therefore, although he was somewhat surprised, he didn't feel any strong emotions.

He had originally only wanted to confirm whether the boy had awakened that martial soul.

The one that was the complete opposite of the Angel Family, often referred to as the forbidden martial soul.

This was something others did not know.

But as the Spirit Pagoda of Angel City, they possessed a deep understanding of the Yue Family, the greatest local power in Angel City.

Although the Yue Family was an Angel Family, it was not as if they had never awakened that fallen martial soul within their ranks.

The Fallen Angel is likewise the other side of the angel.

The number of people who awaken this Martial Soul is actually quite high.

It is just that this Martial Soul has always been regarded by the Yue Family as a contamination of their bloodline.

Therefore, once someone awakens the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, such a person is either dealt with directly or banished to the Southern Legion to await death.

On the other side, in the old Yue Family residence, following the return of Le Zhengyue, he sat in his room contemplating what kind of Soul Spirit he should fuse with.

Both this Black Mist and the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit-like entity were quite good, and both were suitable as his first Soul Spirit.

In the end, after much deliberation, Le Zhengyue chose the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit.

After all, the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit was more compatible with the attributes of the Human Emperor Banner.

Although Le Zhengyue did not inherit the small space, there was still a small world existing within the Human Emperor Banner.

This was also the reason why the Human Emperor Banner could contain the Undead.

The Soul Spirit actually functioned as the main spirit of the Human Emperor Banner.

Only if the main spirit was sufficiently powerful could it exert a stronger effect.

The mist-form Soul Spirit leaned toward the enhancement of darkness and death, making it more suitable for comprehensive amplification.

However, for the current Le Zhengyue, what he needed was a true main Soul Spirit that could be used to lead other spirits in battle.

Thus, he ultimately chose the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit.

After Le Zhengyue sat down, the strange, dragon-like creature with flesh and skin in his hands began to gradually fuse.

As Le Zhengyue injected his Dragon God Martial Soul bloodline into it, a powerful force began to permeate this Soul Spirit.

It caused this entity, which was neither quite a bone dragon nor entirely not, to undergo a complete transformation.

Huge wings sprouted from its back.

The half-remaining flesh and skin on its body vanished simultaneously, and it began to take on the form of a pure bone dragon.

Feeling the power of the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit, Le Zhengyue's expression remained unchanged.

As his power condensed, he gazed into his Undead Space.

At this moment, there were hundreds or thousands of people within the Undead Space.

These people were all the resentful thoughts of those who died in the Mysterious Underworld Sect, or rather, the souls of these people.

These souls drifted in the air, on the ground, or even underground.

They had no dwelling place and no physical bodies of their own.

They were the lowest-tier existences in the entire Undead Realm.

Because they lacked physical bodies, they could not even be called undead; they could only be termed specters.

These specters possessed a certain level of strength, but that strength was equally limited.

As the Soul Spirit condensed, a massive bone dragon slowly emerged above the earth.

The bone dragon gently flapped its wings.

As it opened its massive maw, the specters filling the sky were sucked in by it.

The power within its body began to rapidly replenish.

Watching the bone dragon absorb the power of the dead to restore itself, a hint of surprise appeared in Le Zhengyue's eyes.

Although this bone dragon was not some indomitable soul, with its complete fusion with the Human Emperor Banner, it began to possess consciousness, or perhaps it had been influenced by the Dragon God Martial Soul bloodline.

At this moment, the strength of this bone dragon was also very high.

Even in its Soul Spirit state, it was more powerful than a normal hundred-year Soul Beast.

This current Soul Spirit certainly could not serve as Le Zhengyue's trump card.

But the point was that he could upgrade it; its physical constitution was already set.

A normal person's first Soul Spirit could only withstand a hundred-year level.

However, as the possessor of the Dragon God Martial Soul, he possessed a larger volume, greater physical strength, and more powerful elemental mastery than the Golden Dragon King.

Moreover, the Dragon God itself was a synonym for perfection.

Therefore, his current first Soul Ring could actually already withstand a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

In this situation, by upgrading the bone dragon, this bone dragon alone could possess the combat power of a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor.

This could already be used as a minor trump card.