A Drop of Blood Brought a Dying World Back to Life!

The Voice Pack's tone, tinged with a mocking laugh, rang out unrestrainedly.

[Tang San, This Seat 'll gladly accept your mother's inheritance.]

Ning Wen chose to continue ignoring it and carefully took the Soul Bone out of the box.

The Soul Bone felt warm and smooth to the touch, like a piece of warm jade, and the life force it contained was almost overflowing.

"Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!" Xiao Wu looked at the Soul Bone with a complicated expression.

Her mother was hunted down and killed by the Spirit Hall, who took her Soul Ring and Soul Bone.

And she should have done the same.

"Is this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?"

Ning Wen sighed slightly, "Truly extraordinary!"

In terms of appearance, this Hundred-Thousand-Year Right Leg Bone of the Blue Silver Emperor is many times better than the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear Right Palm Bone!

"Xiao Wu, I need to absorb this Soul Bone. Wait a moment."

After leaving those words behind, Ning Wen sat down cross-legged.

He gently placed the Hundred-Thousand-Year Right Leg Bone onto his right leg.

Unlike those Transmigrator without powerful backers, he has two Titled Douluo, Sword and Bone, protecting him in secret, so he doesn't need to be timid at all.

As the Soul Bone merged, streams of dazzling blue-gold light flowed into Ning Wen's right leg.

Unlike the domineering and ferocious Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, this energy was like an inexhaustible natural life force, bursting forth in full at this moment.

A surging torrent of life flowed along the meridians of his right leg, rushing wildly towards his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

The entire process went even more smoothly than when absorbing the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear Right Palm Bone.

A vast life force surged and circulated within the meridians, repeatedly tempering muscles and bones, making them increasingly dense and resilient, and a jade-like luster faintly emanated from beneath the skin.

Under the influence of this immense life energy...

Ning Wen's aura was rising at an incredible speed.

Level 33!

Level 34!

Level 35!

Level 36

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how much time passed!

"Soul Power has increased by four levels."

Ning Wen opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming, and a surge of blue light erupted around him.

The two Soul Bone Skill he acquired were exactly the same as those of Tang San in the original novel.

"Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life" is an incredibly powerful healing skill.

Even severed limbs can grow back on their own. This Soul Skill can only be fully utilized in the Blue Silver Domain and in places filled with Blue Silver Grass.

Ning Wen's Martial Soul isn't Blue Silver Grass, so naturally he doesn't have a Blue Silver Domain. But Blue Silver Grass is everywhere, so the impact isn't too significant.

As for the second Soul Skill, "Flight," it's extremely useful.

It grants Soul Master the ability to fly freely without using Soul Skill.

Ning Wen stood up, and with his right fingertip, he lightly drew a line on his left arm, creating a wound.

Before Ning Wen could do anything else, a faint blue-gold halo appeared on the surface of the wound, and the wound healed automatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared without a trace, leaving not a single scar on the skin.

"That's amazing! The wound healed in an instant!"

Xiao Wu stared in amazement at the disappearance of the wound on Ning Wen's arm.

What's this all about?

[ In This Seat past life, a single drop of my blood could have revitalized a world on the verge of collapse!]

Ning Wen: "..."

Dude, you just can't stand not bragging for a second.

A single drop of blood can bring life back to a world that was on the verge of collapse!

Do you consider yourself the first Immortal Emperor since the creation of the world in Perfect World, a fallen Immortal Emperor corrupted by dark matter, the source of the dark turmoil, Corpse Immortal Emperor?

Beside her, Xiao Wu stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief.

A single drop of blood can bring life back to the world!

How could such a thing be possible?

Could it be that even the God King is this powerful?!

Okay, Xiao Wu has had a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Stop standing there, let's go!"

Ning Wen stretched out an arm and lifted Xiao Wu up in his arms.

With a thought, a faint blue-gold light emanated from the Soul Bone of his right leg, and a light power rose from within his body. His feet slowly left the ground, and his whole body floated lightly in mid-air.

He carried Xiao Wu and shot straight upwards, passing through the thick curtain of water at the cave exit, and in an instant left the dark and damp cave.

It was already late at night, and the moon was high in the sky.

It was late at night, and a bright moon hung high in the night sky, its gentle light shining down on the earth.

"Splash--"

The sound of the rushing waterfall echoed through the valley, and the cool moonlight poured down, falling on the two of them.

Xiao Wu was held in Ning Wen's arms, the night wind whistling past her ears, and the stream and rocks beneath her rushing past. She was extremely excited.

This is not because of flying.

She's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, so she shouldn't be making a fuss over something like this.

Instead, Ning Wen carried him through the air.

This feeling was very peculiar; Xiao Wu had never experienced it before.

A warm body pressed against him, and Ning Wen's faint scent lingered around his nose.

Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed slightly, her mind wandering, and she subconsciously leaned her head slightly against his shoulder.

[Little Rabbit, you're taking advantage of This Seat again!]

Ning Wen's lips twitched slightly.

Dude, aren't you going a bit too far?

You always feel like others are taking advantage of you!

Acting like she's a virgin!

Upon hearing Ning Wen's thoughts, Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed even more, with even the tips of her ears turning a deep blush.

The next day, in Holy Soul Village.

Tang Hao arrived at Holy Soul Village and stared blankly at the village.

He lived here for six years.

The villagers of Holy Soul Village only knew him as a father who drank heavily every day and had no sense of responsibility.

But no one knew that he was still the same Clear Sky Douluo who once dominated the continent.

Tang Hao quickly withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the back mountain without any hesitation.

Since yesterday, Tang Hao has felt uneasy.

It was as if something important had left him.

Tang Hao originally believed that the source of this unease was Tang San.

But a whole night passed, and Tang San didn't encounter any problems.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School guys also left with the prey he had finally found.

The feeling didn't lessen; instead, it became even stronger.

Something's not right.

His mind raced, and his first thought was of the Clear Sky Sect. Had the sect encountered some misfortune?

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Tang Hao shook his head.

Immediately afterward, a name buried deep in his heart suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Ah Yin.

It's Ah Yin.

Tang Hao's body trembled slightly, his hands clenched involuntarily, and his knuckles turned bluish-white.

Back then, Ah Yin transformed into the Blue Silver Grass, and her remaining Soul Bone were personally hidden by Tang Hao behind the waterfall in the back mountain.

That was Ah Yin's final gift to herself and her Little San.