"Not bad. In such a short time, your Soul Power has already broken through to the next stage. I'm very pleased with you."
A familiar voice rang out once more.
Huo Yuhao was startled. The next second, he appeared in his Spiritual Sea.
Amid the white sea of clouds, a stream of air rose from the gray bead that had originally rested in a corner of his Spirit Sea, once again condensing into the figure of a man dressed in a black robe.
For once, Electrolux pulled open his black robe, revealing his true appearance beneath it.
His hair was snow-white, and his expression was sorrowful. The marks of time had carved deep furrows across the old man's face.
His eyes were filled with the weight of the years, yet now they also held a look of satisfaction. A faint smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he gazed at Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao hurriedly said, "Teacher, why have you awakened?"
"Silly child, didn't I tell you? Once you reached level 20, I would awaken and pass on my life's work—Necromancy—to you in its entirety!"
"Now that I've awakened, I've also remembered quite a few things. Perhaps after I pass on my legacy to you this time, I may never be able to awaken again."
Electrolux gazed into the distant heavens, a look of release on his face.
His words were already rather like a last testament.
Hearing them, Huo Yuhao was deeply shaken, his face full of reluctance.
Over the past few months, although he and Elder Yi had only spent time together two or three times in total, Huo Yuhao had deeply remembered how much the old man cared for him.
Now that he heard the old man was about to leave him, Huo Yuhao asked unwillingly, "Teacher, is there really nothing I can do for you?"
Electrolux laughed heartily. "You foolish child. I was already a dead man to begin with. Why would you need to do anything for me? Besides, I haven't disappeared completely. It's just that this fragment of my soul will find it exceedingly difficult to awaken again."
"In my youth, I was the child of destiny, shouldering countless hopes. In my prime, I was a prodigy, a leader, revered by thousands. In middle age, I was framed and condemned by all. My heart burned with fury, and from then on, I fell into the abyss. In my old age, I became a vengeful wraith and finally slew my enemy—but what was lost could never be reclaimed."
"Who would have thought that after my death, this fragment of my Divine Sense could still find such a fine disciple in another world? Heaven has not treated me unfairly!"
Electrolux looked at Huo Yuhao, his eyes full of satisfaction.
"Yuhao, the last of my Divine Sense still has some use. A teacher is one who makes every effort for his disciple. If you have any other difficulties, just tell me."
Huo Yuhao looked reluctant, but he knew this wasn't the time to be sentimental. So he said, "Teacher, I've reached level 20, but without a Spirit Ring, I can't increase my strength. Is there any way to solve this?"
Electrolux pondered briefly before saying, "The rules of this world are truly strange. Without adding what they call a Spirit Ring, cultivators can't break through to the next realm. If you want to increase your strength, adding a Spirit Ring is the only way."
"Yet I see that the so-called Spirit Ring bestowed upon you by that big bug is nothing more than a vessel for energy. If we can draw the core energy from another vessel and fuse it with your Martial Soul, it should be able to become your Spirit Ring as well."
Huo Yuhao suddenly thought of something.
He withdrew from his Spirit Sea and took two oddly shaped bones from his Storage Ring.
One was a completely black left arm bone. The other was purple, shaped somewhat like an arrowhead.
They were the two Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones Huo Yuhao had obtained from Dai Huabin and Zhou Yi.
"Teacher, do you think you can draw energy from these two Spirit Bones and fuse it with my Martial Soul?"
Electrolux quickly examined them with his Divine Sense and said, "These are both relics left behind by powerful beings after their deaths, aren't they? I can sense that the core energy from their former owners still remains within these bones."
"I should be able to use Necromancy to draw out the energy left inside and fuse it with your Martial Soul. But which bone do you want to use? Once the energy is extracted, the vessel should be destroyed."
Huo Yuhao made his choice almost instantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, he raised the Dream Tapir Beast skull in his right hand and said, "Let's use this one, Teacher."
The Dream Tapir Beast had been an exceedingly rare Spirit Beast on the Douluo Continent, and its attributes matched Huo Yuhao's perfectly.
More importantly, according to Zhang Lexuan, the Dream Tapir Beast's Soul Skill was to control dreams. That ability might be able to combine with his Sharingan and unleash tremendous power.
"Good! Now that you've decided, Yuhao, sit cross-legged and focus your mind. I'm going to draw the energy from this bone and inject it into your Martial Soul. You must endure it and fuse with it!"
"Yes, Teacher." Huo Yuhao immediately gathered his focus, ready to absorb the energy from the Spirit Bone and make it his own Spirit Ring.
The Dream Tapir Beast skull had ten thousand years of cultivation. In other words, if Huo Yuhao succeeded in absorbing it, his Second Soul Ring would be at least ten thousand years old!
Of course, that depended on whether Huo Yuhao could successfully absorb the energy left behind by the Dream Tapir Beast after ten thousand years of cultivation.
Having a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as his Second Soul Ring would scare a lot of people if they heard about it.
The next moment, the purple Spirit Bone in Huo Yuhao's hand floated into the air, while a stream of black air rose from his body out of nowhere.
The black air was as dark as ink, filled with the aura of death, and terrifying to behold.
In the next moment, it completely enveloped the purple Spirit Bone.
A few minutes later, an incredible sight unfolded.
The purple bone inside the black air seemed to dissolve, disappearing completely. In its place was a tiny beast, darting back and forth in the black mist as it tried to escape.
The little beast had a long nose, a purple body, and very short limbs. Its whole appearance was somewhat comical and cute.
But no matter how it struggled, it couldn't escape the confines of the black air.
The black air slowly approached Huo Yuhao's brow. The next second, the little beast sank into his brow and fused completely with him.
Huo Yuhao opened his eyes and saw a purple Spirit Beast appear in his Spiritual Sea.
The Spirit Beast was startled when it saw Huo Yuhao and immediately ran away.
But then, his Spiritual Sea underwent a world-shaking change.
He looked down and realized that he had somehow become the same age as Huo Yuhao in his memories. Before him stood Dai Huabin and his four lackeys.
Dai Huabin and the four lackeys were striding toward him menacingly.
"Hmph, an illusion? Mere grains of sand—nothing compared to me!" Huo Yuhao wasn't fooled by the scene before him.
Instead, he closed and opened his eyes, and the Sharingan appeared once more.
The illusion before him shattered like a mirror, breaking into countless fragments.
Huo Yuhao returned to his own spiritual world.
When the purple little beast saw that Huo Yuhao wasn't under the control of its dream illusion, a look of humanlike terror appeared on its face. It immediately tried to flee.
Huo Yuhao snorted coldly. Lightning flashed in his hand. He swung it, and the next second, the purple little beast turned to ash and vanished.
Meanwhile, two Spirit Rings slowly rose beneath Huo Yuhao as he sat cross-legged in the room with his eyes closed.
Alongside the familiar white Spirit Ring, a second Spirit Ring appeared.
The second Spirit Ring was a striking—
black!
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