Chapter 128: The First Soul Ring of the Asura Demon Sword.
Before the person's full appearance could be seen, that familiar voice had already reached their ears.
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect you to have mastered such a strong sword intent in just ten years."
"An ordinary sword cultivator might never reach your level in their entire life."
The visitor praised them lavishly, his tone full of satisfaction.
Yu Xiaolie suddenly looked up and saw that the person had been standing in front of him in an instant.
Only then did he see his true face.
"You are... the God of Asura!"
This appearance is none other than that of the Asura God.
He was tall and imposing, wearing a dark red robe that moved automatically without wind, his face stern yet carrying a hint of admiration.
Deep within his deep-set eyes, those crimson pupils seemed to see through everything, gazing straight into the depths of Yu Xiaolie's soul.
The Asura God took in all those actions, blinked, and almost thought he had misread them.
A subtle look flashed in the eyes of the Asura God, subtly carrying a hint of...malice?
The Asura God was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the surrounding scenery suddenly distorted.
Shura Demon nodded: "Yes, in the past, every time he passed a divine test, there was no corresponding action. And that soul ring, he couldn't choose which martial soul to attach it to."
The Asura God had barely moved when I raised my head and said with burning eyes, "This junior is willing to limit my strength to its limit."
The physical pleasure quickly faded away.
Having figured it out, Yin Quanxian looked at Yin Quanxian quietly.
But the Asura God is different. My physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, and it is common for me to absorb nutrients beyond my level.
"Yes, he is the same as the special successor."
Yu Xiaolie's tone was respectful, yet neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes were firm and clear.
Perhaps the dragon cub's identity is not as complicated as that of a holy dragon?
More importantly, I don't have any advantage that other twin martial soul masters can't compare to:
Yin Quanxian still hoped that the dragon cub's first soul ring would be a dragon-type soul ring.
The color of the soul ring changed rapidly, from red to white, then to purple, and back to white.
However, when the dragon cub passed on the Shura Demon Lord's power, it looked disgusted.
I remember that in this novel, Tang Sanzang and Bibi Dong's seventh spirit did not have any spirit rings attached for a long time. This was so that they could directly absorb low-age spirit rings before becoming Title Douluo, and avoid the spirit rings of their seventh spirit being too old and affecting their strength.
The Asura God nodded slightly, but his gaze turned to the dragon cub beside him.
"Of course," Shura Demon added, "he cannot choose to directly inherit your godhood, but in that case, his strength will always be above yours."
As the white color of the soul ring gradually intensified, Yin Quanxian could clearly feel that the energy of the soul ring transformed into thousands of red-hot steel needles, piercing through his limbs and bones along his meridians.
The soul ring emanated waves of energy, and the Asura God felt his soul power surge and boil as soon as he got close.
Finally, the white soul ring was completely dyed a brilliant red.
The Asura God took a deep breath, his gaze shifting between the Luo Demon Sword and the dragon cub.
In an instant, the patterns beneath the sword burst forth with a dazzling red light, and a powerful killing intent swept through the entire small hall.
"Very bad."
"Beep! The seventh test of the Divine Trial has begun: The Illusion of the Inner Demon."
The first soul ring of the Luo Mo Sword is 100,000 years old!
Immediately, I waved my small hand, and a dazzling red light bloomed in the hall, then condensed into a blood-red soul ring, which floated behind the mask of the Asura God.
Yu Xiaolie was slightly surprised that the Asura God had actually passed through layers of barriers and arrived in Douluo Continent in person.
He immediately clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.
The crimson soul ring descended rapidly, merging with the body of the Luo Mo Sword.
"It's almost done, in 100,000 years!" I roared, my eyes bloodshot.
The Asura Demon stood with his hands behind his back and said hastily:
Even Yin Quanxian himself was unclear about the simple relationship involved.
I subconsciously tried to grasp something, only to find myself falling into an endless expanse of white darkness...
The little dragon also stood up from its lying position and looked at me without any worry.
How could a mighty god-king look at my dragon cub like that?
A hint of admiration flashed in the Asura Demon's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.
This is not because the dragon cub cannot move freely outside the body!
"He inherited your realm of proving the Dao through killing. Before becoming a god, his future strength will depend entirely on his sword intent and killing intent."
Or perhaps it was some strange herb I ate around the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye that unleashed some unknown potential?
Now, the Asura Demon is both sending martial spirits and personally visiting.
However, before I could fully process it, a cold yet unfamiliar notification sound suddenly rang in my mind.
The problem is that my meridians are extremely weak, yet I managed to withstand the torment.
Furthermore, considering that the dragon cub currently does not yet possess eight soul rings, the most important of which, the first soul ring, determines the strength that its martial soul true form can unleash.
It merely glanced casually at the Asura God, snorted a puff of white air from its nose, and then went back to licking its paws.
My voice was hesitant and weak.
"Since that's the case..."
I paused, trying to discern the emotion I expected from the Asura God's gaze, and then my voice rose a few decibels.
"Junior Yu Xiaolie, thank you, God of Asura, for bestowing upon me the divine examination."
So I don't have that kind of concern.
That means I can't release two martial souls at the same time; I need to switch martial souls, and my combat power far surpasses that of others of the same level.
After speaking, the Asura Demon looked indifferently at the Asura God, glanced at the dragon cub, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
The Asura God frowned slightly and asked curiously, "What is the same?"
"You have chosen to inherit the Asura realm and forge a new path to godhood through your own efforts!"
After a long while, the Asura God opened his eyes, a flash of red light appeared, and his aura became fierce.
The dragon cub was lying lazily on the ground, its round body rising and falling with its breath, seemingly uninterested in the deity before it.
Its inner shape seems to have shrunk a bit, but the blade is even sharper. It's no exaggeration to say that it can cut through iron like mud.
The walls of the small hall collapsed as if melted wax, and the ground beneath their feet also began to crumble.
The Asura God looked up at the Luo Mo Sword in his hand, feeling the newborn power within.
Yin Quanxian was startled, and a flame instantly ignited in his heart.
The small hall returned to its noisy state.
Slowly, Yin Quan withdrew his gaze, looked at me again, and said hastily, his tone regaining some of its authority:
But he…
"That's... a divinely bestowed soul ring?"
Holding an ancient, crimson demon sword in his hand, the Luo Demon Sword looked exactly the same as it had during the eight trials.
"He hasn't obtained his seventh martial soul yet. If he passes the next eight divine trials, the Asura Sword will be able to inherit all your divine power and become a true super artifact."
Then, my figure gradually faded away, eventually turning into a wisp of red smoke and dissipating into the air.
The white of the soul ring deepened slightly, and at the very front, a touch of red appeared again.
My gaze was deep, and I paused for a moment before continuing:
The Asura God's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to guide the divinely bestowed soul ring to the Luo Demon Sword.
"If other successors directly inherit your divine position, their lower limit of strength will be determined by you. You are not the ceiling of the successor's strength."
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