Successful Resurrection! Undead Mode with Infinite Energy!

The Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art recorded that if a dead person had been dead for no more than a hundred years and their remains had been well preserved, their soul consciousness would not completely dissipate.

It would remain within the bones in the form of fragments.

Sleeping.

Waiting to be awakened.

Dugu Bo's spiritual power carefully probed deep into the remains, searching for those slumbering fragments of consciousness.

This was an exceptionally delicate process, and there could not be the slightest error.

One careless move could utterly destroy those fragile fragments of consciousness.

Then there would truly be no saving them.

Time passed second by second.

Fine beads of sweat seeped across Dugu Bo's forehead.

Even spiritual power at the level of a Titled Douluo found this task immensely taxing.

But he did not give up.

One.

Two.

Three.

He had finally found them.

Deep within Dugu Xin's remains, there was a faint fluctuation of consciousness.

That fluctuation was so weak that it was nearly impossible to detect.

But it truly existed.

The same was true within Lin Wan'er's remains.

The two fragments of consciousness lay dormant within their respective remains, waiting to be awakened.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and carefully wrapped his spiritual power around the two fragments of consciousness.

Then he gave them a gentle touch.

The fragments of consciousness were activated.

They slowly began to awaken, like people rousing from a long dream—lost, confused, and at a loss.

Dugu Bo's Netherworld Power then gave them form.

Nether Qi condensed, shaping illusory bodies around the remains.

First came the skeletons, then muscles, then skin, then clothing.

All of it was condensed from Netherworld Power. It was not true flesh and blood, yet it looked almost no different from living people.

Dugu Xin.

He appeared to be a young man in his twenties, handsome, with features that somewhat resembled Dugu Bo's.

Lin Wan'er.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, her appearance gentle and graceful, with a faint smile at the corners of her lips.

The two of them had their eyes closed as they floated within the Nether Qi, seemingly asleep.

As Dugu Bo looked at the faces of his son and daughter-in-law, a trace of moisture flashed through his Dark Golden Dragon Eyes.

But he did not stop.

The final step.

Injecting vitality.

Dugu Bo bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood turned into a mist and merged into the Nether Qi.

This was the Blood Sacrifice Method recorded in the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art.

Using his own blood essence as a catalyst, he would inject the aura of life into their Undead Bodies.

It was not true life, but it would grant their Undead Bodies self-awareness and the ability to act independently.

The instant the blood mist merged with the Nether Qi, Dugu Xin and Lin Wan'er's bodies shuddered at the same time.

Then, they opened their eyes.

Dugu Xin's eyes were Deep Purple Eyes.

Unlike his father's current Dark Golden Dragon Eyes, his were a deeper, purer shade of deep purple.

That was the characteristic of the undead.

Lin Wan'er's eyes were Deep Purple Eyes as well.

The two floated in midair, looking down at their own bodies before turning to each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Xin'er."

Dugu Bo's voice rang out, hoarse and trembling.

Dugu Xin raised his head and looked toward the source of the voice.

He saw someone.

A middle-aged man dressed in a dark black robe, handsome in appearance and dignified in bearing.

Those eyes...

Dark Golden Dragon Eyes.

So familiar.

So familiar.

"Father?"

Dugu Xin's voice was soft, carrying a trace of uncertainty.

He remembered.

His father, Dugu Bo.

But... how had he become so young?

"Xin'er, it's me."

Dugu Bo nodded, forcing a faint smile onto his lips. "You and your wife... have been dead for ten years."

"It was your father who called you back from death."

Dugu Xin froze.

Lin Wan'er froze as well.

Death.

Ten years.

Those words were too heavy, too heavy for them to process at once.

Dugu Bo did not urge them.

He simply stood quietly, waiting for his son and daughter-in-law to recover from their shock.

After a long while, Dugu Xin finally spoke.

"Father, how... did you do it?"

"The Nine Nether Divine Dragon," Dugu Bo said. "Father's Martial Soul evolved. It evolved from the Jade Python Snake Emperor into the Nine Nether Divine Dragon. The Nine Nether Divine Dragon controls Netherworld Power and can awaken the dead."

"But it is only an awakening," Dugu Bo added. "You are not living people now. You are undead, beings suspended between life and death."

"You do not need food or water. You cannot be corroded by poison, will not age, will not fall ill, will not consume Soul Power, and will not expend physical strength. You have infinite energy and can use soul skills as freely as you wish."

"As long as Father's Netherworld Power does not disperse, you will not disappear."

Dugu Xin and Lin Wan'er exchanged a glance, processing this information.

Undead.

Not living people.

But not dead people, either.

They had consciousness, memories, and emotions.

They simply no longer possessed bodies of flesh and blood.

"Father, then we now..."

"Come with Father," Dugu Bo said. "Father has prepared new bodies for you."

New bodies?

Dugu Xin paused, then immediately understood what his father meant.

Though they looked like real people now, that was merely an illusion condensed from Netherworld Power.

True Undead Bodies required more stable vessels.

Dugu Bo took out two Soul Bones from his Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch.

They were not Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones like the Blue Silver Emperor's, but ordinary Soul Bones he had obtained while hunting Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts in Sunset Forest.

Both were right arm bones. One came from a Ten Thousand Year Poison Lizard, while the other came from a Ten Thousand Year Poison Scorpion.

Their age was not especially high, and their quality was average as well.

But for the current Dugu Xin and Lin Wan'er, they were enough.

"Absorb these two Soul Bones," Dugu Bo said. "The Soul Bones will become the cores of your Undead Bodies and make your forms more stable. From now on, these two Soul Bones will be your 'bodies.'"

Dugu Xin accepted a Soul Bone, nodded, closed his eyes, and began absorbing it.

Lin Wan'er accepted the other one and began absorbing it as well.

Dugu Bo stood nearby and watched quietly.

The process of absorbing the Soul Bones did not go smoothly.

After all, they had Undead Bodies now and were different from living people.

But Netherworld Power circulated through their bodies, helping them overcome the difficulty.

After roughly the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the two opened their eyes at the same time.

The Soul Bones had completely fused into their right arms.

Their bodies had become more solid than before, no longer carrying that illusory sensation.

"Father, it worked."

Dugu Xin rose to his feet and moved his right arm. A trace of delight flashed through his Deep Purple Eyes.

Dugu Bo swept his spiritual power over their bodies and nodded.

Their Undead Bodies had stabilized.

Next came the breakthrough.

"Xin'er, Wan'er."

"Your Soul Power is still at the level you had before death: level sixty-nine."

"Father will help you break through to level seventy now."

Dugu Xin and Lin Wan'er were both stunned.

Level seventy?

Soul Saints?

The threshold they had failed to cross despite striving for so many years in life.

Now that they were undead, could they still break through?

"Father, can undead break through too?"

"Others cannot, but Father can."

The corners of Dugu Bo's lips rose slightly as the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Martial Soul emerged behind him.

Deep purple Nether Qi surged forth once more. This time, it did not envelop the remains, but poured directly into their Undead Bodies.

Mixed within the Nether Qi was the Backlash Poison that Dugu Bo had refined.