Even Without a Divine Position, I Am Still Invincible!

A domineering, arrogant voice rang out, brimming with killing intent. Every word struck like thunder, its edge sharp and its confidence unchecked.

[???]

[What is going on in this life?]

[My uncle treated me fairly well early on in my previous life, but only fairly well. No matter how I look at it, something this good should never have fallen to me!]

[Did he take the wrong medicine?]

[No. There must be a plot behind this!]

[Give me a taste of something sweet first, then strike once I let my guard down...]

[Hmph! A petty trick.]

[They're nothing but fools, every last one of them led around by Tang San.]

[Tang San thinks he's brilliant, but he's a fool himself, led around by a teacher who doesn't deserve the title.]

[What sort of scheme could people fooled by Tang San possibly devise?]

[And even if they use every underhanded trick in the mortal world against me, so what?]

[I once fought my way across the Divine Realm without a single equal. Why would I fear their schemes?]

[If it comes to it, I'll slay any god who stands in my way, kill any Buddha who blocks my path, and destroy the heavens themselves if they try to stop me!]

[Even without a divine position, I am still invincible!]

[If you have the nerve, come test the edge of my sword!]

[But the price will be your lives.]

Hearing those words, so painfully overdramatic, Ning Wen nearly curled his toes in embarrassment.

He hadn't expected the Voice Pack to finally unleash something this outrageous after staying quiet long enough for him to lower his guard.

Come on. Why do those lines sound so familiar?

Especially "Even without a divine position, I am still invincible!"

If I remember right, the original went, "Even if I must bear the Heavenly Abyss upon my back and hold up the Original Imperial City with one hand, I, An Lan, am still invincible!"

Why not go all the way and say this?

At the peak of immortals, above all the world, where I, Ning Wen, stand, there stands heaven!

No, wait. Leave my name out of it.

Otherwise, I'll want to bash my head against a wall.

"Yes. Thank you, Uncle Ning!"

Ning Wen nodded firmly, his expression sincere and earnest.

He didn't believe a word the Voice Pack said.

The people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had treated him wonderfully.

Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone had all cared for him sincerely and looked after him at every turn.

Not only had they traveled a great distance to help him obtain a Soul Ring, they had also given him a precious External Soul Bone without a second thought.

And you call that a plot?

Ning Wen didn't consider himself a good person, but he wasn't someone who failed to appreciate kindness or repaid it with ingratitude.

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Chen Xin: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

The corners of all three men's mouths twitched at once.

That brat!

He looks deeply moved, but inside he's wondering what we're plotting.

What a schemer!

And what an actor!

Who on earth did he inherit that talent from?!

If they remembered correctly, Ning Tian, Ning Wen's father, was an exceptionally honest man. How had he ended up with a son whose thoughts were so different from the face he showed?

Ning Fengzhi was utterly speechless.

He felt exhausted.

Why was his nephew so determined to misunderstand him at every turn?

At first, Ning Fengzhi had indeed considered keeping the External Soul Bone for his daughter, Ning Rongrong.

As an Auxiliary Soul Master, Ning Rongrong had no way to attack, and the Darkgolden Terrorclaw would have made up for that weakness.

But the Soul Bone and Soul Ring came from the same source. Only a Soul Master who absorbed the corresponding Soul Beast's Soul Ring could achieve a perfect match with the bone.

Besides, there was no guarantee Ning Rongrong could absorb the External Soul Bone safely. If it went badly, her life could be at risk.

As for Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, none of them wanted it.

After all, what made an External Soul Bone precious was its ability to grow. The earlier it was absorbed, the better.

At their level, absorbing one would only waste it, and it might not even serve them as well as a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.

By any measure, Ning Wen was the best person to receive it. Giving it to him could also earn them some goodwill.

Yet somehow, the boy had taken their gesture as a plot against him.

Ning Wen didn't refuse. He accepted the precious External Soul Bone and began absorbing it.

Under the influence of his Soul Power, the right palm bone seemed to melt into a pool of dark gold liquid, which slowly seeped into his right hand.

The moment he began, the immense energy he had felt before surged into his right hand once more.

Compared to absorbing the Soul Ring, fusing with the Soul Bone brought a force far more domineering, frenzied, and violent!

In The Unrivaled Tang Clan, Xiao Xiao had absorbed a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's Soul Ring without much difficulty, yet the External Soul Bone, the Darkgolden Terrorclaw, had nearly destroyed her hand.

That alone showed how staggering the energy within this Soul Bone was.

Of course, that wasn't the main problem.

The real issue was the overwhelming bloodline power of the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear. That was precisely what Xiao Xiao had been unable to withstand.

Fortunately, Ning Wen had someone powerful backing him up. He didn't have to suffer at all.

A blood-red light flashed. The Asura God displayed his Divine Might once again, instantly suppressing the power within the right palm bone.

Perhaps it was his imagination, but Ning Wen sensed deep fear from the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's bloodline power as it was crushed.

The Asura God was the Deity who had ultimately brought down the Dragon God. It seemed only natural for the bear's bloodline power to fear him.

The feeling vanished in an instant. Ning Wen's burden abruptly eased, and absorbing the Soul Bone became much easier.

As the absorption progressed, his right palm turned completely dark gold.

A dark gold as deep as the endless void!

Time passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

Only then did Ning Wen slowly open his eyes.

He gently raised his right hand and willed it to move.

Shnk—

Five dark gold claw blades, each three feet long, extended from his fingertips. A cold gleam ran along their edges, and their tips cut through the air with a continuous hiss.

The next moment, he casually swept his hand forward.

Five streaks of dark gold light suddenly extended from the fingers of his right hand. Each was about a foot long, broad at the base and narrow at the tip, like a blade.

The five golden streaks shot from his hand and instantly severed every nearby tree at the trunk.

"As expected of an External Soul Bone from a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear!"

Ning Fengzhi praised it softly at the sight.

[What's so impressive about that? You make a fuss over nothing!]

The Voice Pack gave a disdainful snort.

[If you saw a casual move from me at my peak, your jaws would hit the floor!]

[A speck of dust could fill the seas, a blade of grass could cleave the sun, moon, and stars, and a flick of my finger could turn heaven and earth upside down.]

Ning Wen: "..."

You copied that entire line from Perfect World, didn't you?

Have you run out of material?

[...]

The Voice Pack fell silent for half a second.

[I have lived my life as I please. Why should I explain myself to you?!]

Ning Wen: "..."

Wow. Now you're just doubling down!

Looks like I hit the mark!

I knew you were full of it!