Destruction Demon Dragon

After he and Little Green ignited their divine consciousness to save the entire God Realm.

Originally, his and Little Green's souls were meant to enter the cycle of reincarnation, then be reborn to live a second life.

Yet, halfway there, Sea God Tang San used his sinful hands to intercept the two of them, who were supposed to have departed.

"Tsk, you want to cultivate back and regain control of the God Realm? It won't be that easy." Tang San's smile made the God King of Destruction, who still retained some divine consciousness, shudder with horror.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, if I spend a little more time, I can still slowly feather-ize and disintegrate you both. The master of this God Realm can only be me, Tang San."

He realized immediately that things had gone wrong.

This hypocrite's previous demeanor had indeed been a facade to numb him.

But what could he do in his current state?

The divine consciousness of the God of Destruction in Tang San's hand didn't even dare to make a sound.

If it were only himself, he might still have been able to fight Tang San to the death.

But Little Green was still in his hands; if he made a move, Little Green's situation would definitely be no better.

Thus, he laid low, waiting for an opportunity.

Finally, at the moment Tang San cast Tang Wulin into the Douluo Continent, the God of Destruction struck fiercely.

Not only did he exhaust his last bit of strength to severely wound Tang San, but he also took the Source of Destruction and the Seed of Life, along with Tang Wulin, into that passage.

During that time, he had originally wanted to scheme against the Golden Dragon King Divine Core.

However, his heart was willing but his strength was insufficient; he could never properly handle that wisp of Tang San's divine sense.

Still, he managed to scatter the connection between the Golden Dragon King Divine Core and Tang San's son, separating the two.

It's just that he didn't know where the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core had gone now.

Could it have drifted through the space-time turbulence and arrived with him in this Douluo era ten thousand years ago?

"Forget it. Although I don't know how you brat learned of the inheritance sources of myself and Little Green, you brat are truly... surprisingly lucky."

The reason he arrived here and became symbiotic with this brat was all thanks to him.

Back then, when he and Little Green were trapped in a desperate situation, they happened to sense a soul heading toward the Douluo Continent.

If he hadn't grabbed onto him in time, he might have drifted aimlessly through outer space with Little Green for countless years.

In other words, the brat before him was an unprecedented successor to two God King divine positions.

"Lucky?" Lin Yuan keenly captured the meaning in the God King of Destruction's words, revealing an expression of overjoyed surprise.

"Does that mean, Senior, you intend to pass your inheritance to me?"

"Yes, that's right. Our two inheritances have long been deeply bound to your soul; no matter what, you are our successor."

Lin Yuan's expression grew even more delighted, but he suddenly calmed down.

Although this Source of Destruction and Seed of Life were undoubtedly his golden finger, he understood the principle that the Dao should not be imparted lightly.

Even if the God of Destruction handed over the inheritance so easily, there were definitely requirements behind it.

"Senior, let's lay our cards on the table. You wouldn't have absolutely no requirements for me, would you?" Lin Yuan's expression was serious.

Lin Yuan's appearance made the God of Destruction hold him in higher regard.

Judging from his previous joyful expression, it was clear he had learned of the value of his inheritance through some channel.

And now that he had calmed down, he understood that such an easy inheritance must be a scheme for something of his.

Judging by this temperament, he could barely be considered a qualified successor.

"Not bad, it seems you understand the price behind this inheritance."

"I have always understood that all power that does not belong to oneself comes with a price; there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world," Lin Yuan mused, rubbing his chin.

"Indeed, you should be aware of Sea God Tang San, right?"

Lin Yuan nodded; he was clearer on that than anyone.

Even Tang San himself did not understand it as clearly as Lin Yuan did.

"If I let you embark on the path of defying and slaying a god, what would you think?" There was an unconcealable excitement in the God of Destruction's tone.

If Lin Yuan refused, he wouldn't mind giving Lin Yuan a stroke of fortune to let him live out his life as a powerhouse in the mortal realm.

Afterward, he would go silent and wait until Lin Yuan died before making plans for a resurgence.

In any case, there was plenty of time left; the God Realm ten thousand years later would inevitably drift away from the Douluo Continent.

At that time, it would be his, the God of Destruction's, counterattack against Tang San.

It was unrealistic to contact his main body in the God Realm in this era, because he knew that the Douluo Continent of this period was completely under Tang San's control.

"Hmm..." Lin Yuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

With the backing of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life, he certainly had the capital to contend with Tang San.

But this also signaled that this path was fraught with risks; once he stumbled, it was highly likely he would be doomed forever.

"Think it over, young man. Even if you refuse me, I will still enhance your aptitude, allowing you to spend a lifetime as a powerhouse," the God of Destruction reminded him.

Lin Yuan's expression froze, his gaze gradually turning resolute.

Isn't this just a choice between living a life of ease in Douluo or defying the gods as a mere mortal?

A smile gradually emerged on Lin Yuan's face as he approached the two divine cores, coming to a stop before the Source of Destruction.

"Living a glorious life as a powerhouse is certainly satisfying..."

Clenching his hand into a fist, Lin Yuan wore a confident smile.

"But that is the mindset of a loser. With the inheritance of dual godhoods, I'd like to see just how hard this Tang San is to beat."

"Good lad, my luck in Destruction is truly quite something," the God of Destruction said, his tone filled with indescribable joy.

"Then, Master, please accept this disciple's bow," Lin Yuan said, cupping his hands in a salute.

The Source of Destruction fell silent.

Even though Lin Yuan could not see any gesture from the God of Destruction, he could guess that he was nodding in satisfaction right now.

"Then I shall take the liberty of accepting you as a disciple on behalf of Little Green as well. Now, clear your mind."

After Lin Yuan did as he was told, a soul power cultivation map appeared in his mind.

Furthermore, he could now clearly feel the martial soul within his body being awakened.

Lin Yuan immediately channeled the power within him, and at this moment, his dragon form was fully revealed.

Keratinous dragon-like tissue appeared on the ends of his limbs, the whites of his eyes turned pitch black, and his pupils became golden slits.

"This is?" Lin Yuan looked at his arm, now transformed into a dragon claw, in disbelief.

He could clearly feel his body filled with a violent intent of destruction and boiling beast blood.

"This is a martial soul I constructed using the Source of Destruction and the thin dragon-type martial soul bloodline within your body. I call it the Destruction Demon Dragon," the God of Destruction's voice grew noticeably weaker; he was truly nearing his end.

"It took quite a bit of effort to make your nearly non-existent dragon martial soul manifest."

If his power hadn't truly run out, he would have given Lin Yuan innate twentieth-level soul power no matter what.