Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 213 Changes in the Body's Martial Soul

Yang Ping'an was unaware of what was happening outside, but he himself was currently enduring immense pain and suffering from the corruption of the black aura.

Death is a very special god who controls the power of death and the power of darkness. These two powers can severely corrupt a person's mind, and one can easily succumb to them if one is not careful.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an was experiencing this pain, the intensity of which far exceeded that of the Slaughter City.

Back in the City of Slaughter, Yang Ping'an could resist the killing aura of the City of Slaughter by relying on his head soul bone and the Fragrant Silk Immortal Item. However, the Fragrant Silk Immortal Item was useless against the aura of death and darkness. The only thing that could be effective was his head soul bone.

But under these extremely dark conditions, one seems to be filled with despair, unable to see any hope or light, as if one is about to sink into despair at any moment.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an gritted his teeth and exerted the power of his head soul bone to the extreme to resist the two auras as much as possible. In order to prevent himself from falling, he basically adopted the method of controlling the Killing God Domain. He silently recited the Heart Sutra. When he could no longer bear it, he did not hesitate to grit his teeth, and blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.

For a quasi-Soul Saint like Yang Ping'an, three months is an extremely long time. If it were an ordinary Soul Saint, they probably wouldn't even be able to last a day or two.

But for Yang Ping'an, this pain was nothing. He had watched his mother die from excessive grief over his father's passing, and watched his father's body turn into fragments. That was the real, heart-wrenching pain.

If you're willing to give up your own life, why would you care about death?

More than a month had passed, and just as Yang Ping'an's body was beginning to break down, he seemed to suddenly think of a question.

According to the original work, whether it is the City of Slaughter, the Light of the Sea God, or even the Tidal Body Refinement of the Sea God Island, its greatest effect is not to greatly increase some soul power, but to modify the body through divine power that is higher than the level of soul power, ultimately making the body incredibly strong.

In the original novel, Tang San's body became much stronger after being transformed by the Light of the Sea God and the Tide Body Refinement, which ultimately allowed him to perfectly resolve the conflict between his twin martial souls.

Theoretically speaking, the Grim Reaper should be on a much higher level than the Sea God, and would never do something so meaningless, which means that these three months must have had an extraordinary effect.

He has always had two martial souls. The Golden Demon Dragon has already absorbed six soul rings, and its cultivation direction is basically set, so there is no way to change it. If he really wants to inherit the position of the God of Death, then the only option is his original martial soul, which he has never used before.

Yang Ping'an has always been very happy about his original martial soul, but he is also very cautious. The biggest problem with twin martial souls is the conflict between the two martial souls. According to the original work, in order to cultivate twin martial souls, one martial soul must be improved and cultivated to the extreme before cultivating the other martial soul, otherwise the phenomenon of body explosion will occur.

However, there is another theory: as long as one's physical fitness and bloodline continue to improve, the conflict between the two martial souls can naturally be resolved.

There are only a few ways to truly strengthen the body, including constantly training the body, absorbing high-quality soul bones, and undergoing divine trials, among others.

This encounter with the Grim Reaper was Yang Ping'an's first true contact with a god. This black aura was definitely divine power, which was one of the best training methods in Douluo Continent.

However, his Golden Dragon Martial Soul was completely incompatible with either the power of the Grim Reaper or the power of darkness, and there was even a certain degree of repulsion between them.

The current situation seems to be somewhat similar to, or even stronger than, the Tide Body Tempering and the Light of the Sea God in the original work, because this power seems to be able to easily invade one's bone marrow, and even the bones are suffering great pain.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an withdrew the Golden Demon Dragon Martial Soul he had been using and began to summon his original Martial Soul.

The moment the original martial soul was summoned, the entire martial soul seemed to be greatly stimulated, becoming extremely unruly and able to contend with the black aura. It was completely different from the ordinary original martial soul in the past.

You should know that no matter how harsh the environment was in the past, or what dangers I encountered, my original spirit was basically not stimulated. The only stimulation was when I absorbed the sixth spirit ring.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's entire body was as silver as silver. This was because his original martial soul had awakened at the silver level when he absorbed the sixth soul ring. It was only after Yang Ping'an absorbed soul rings for so many years and worked hard to temper his body that his martial soul had grown.

It should be noted that Yang Ping'an's innate soul power was originally only half a level, which can be said to be half awakened or failed awakening of his martial soul. However, after so many years of hard training, he was able to achieve silver-level awakening. This can be attributed to two factors: firstly, the absorption of soul rings beyond his level, and secondly, the effects of the Ice and Fire Refinement combined with the effects of multiple immortal herbs.

As time went by, the martial spirit of the entire body seemed to be gradually affected by the aura of death and darkness. The originally silver-white body now had a trace of black aura, or rather, black patterns gradually appeared on the silver body, just like the legendary demonic patterns.

In particular, these patterns seem to be slowly spreading all over the body. At first, it only affected the limbs, but gradually it began to invade the torso, and finally, at the end of the three months, it began to invade the head.

Although Yang Ping'an didn't know what changes had occurred in his body over the past three months, he felt that he had become much stronger invisibly. His main body's martial soul seemed to have undergone a slight change, and even his entire body had undergone a slight change, as if he had become much closer to the surrounding black aura.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an suddenly thought of a term, which was the Sea God's affinity in the original work. He felt that the atmosphere around him had become much more friendly. Could this be the so-called affinity?

However, these three months were indeed a great torment for Yang Ping'an's body, but Yang Ping'an was also clear that the tests that God gave to people would never be so simple, and no God would conduct pointless tests.

Just as Yang Ping'an was sighing with relief at finally completing the assessment,

All the black aura vanished instantly, eventually transforming into a gigantic, eerie king. Yang Ping'an, enduring the excruciating pain, quickly bowed in respect.

At this moment, the face of the Mysterious King appeared extremely profound, and even showed a rare expression: "Not bad, you are very good. I thought you would fail, but I didn't expect you to pass my test."

Yang Ping'an quickly said, "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Death. I feel like my body has become much stronger."

The King of the Uncanny let out a cold laugh: "Boy, it seems you have quite a lot of knowledge, but as the God of Death, I'm not as cunning as other gods."

"There's another point, as I've already told you. I only have a wisp of divine consciousness right now, so I can't possibly subject you to the inheritance test. Everything depends on you. Only if you're strong enough will you have even a slight chance of obtaining the Death God's inheritance."

Yang Ping'an's expression remained neither humble nor arrogant: "No matter what, I am grateful for the inheritance from Lord Death. Even if there is only a sliver of hope, I will do my utmost to complete it."

The King of Eeries let out a cold laugh: "Boy, I advise you not to be so optimistic. Death is the god in the world who cares nothing about life and death, and is also the god who is most indifferent to life. I will not be moved by the life or death of a mere boy like you."

"And the tests I'm about to give you will only get tougher. If you're not careful, you'll die, and then you'll never be able to get revenge."

"It's not too late for you to regret it now. I can still let you leave this place. With your talent, you will be able to take revenge sooner or later. There's no need to rush it."

A ferocious look appeared on Yang Ping'an's face: "Lord Death, even if I die, I must become stronger. If I cannot avenge myself, I will die with regrets."

The King of the Uncanny nodded: "That's a good idea. If you want to inherit the position of the God of Death, you must be prepared to die at any time, and you must have the awareness to face life and death. But do you know what is most important for the God of Death?"

Upon hearing the King of the Uncanny's words, Yang Ping'an pondered for a moment before speaking, "Lord Death, do you require me to disregard life in the same way?"

The King of Eeries let out a cold snort, which even made Yang Ping'an's soul tremble: "What bullshit about disregarding life? All life has birth and death. This is an eternal law of nature, even for gods."

"However, to truly disregard everything, what is needed most is not some kind of temperament, nor is it some kind of indifference to life and death; everything is based on strength."

"If you are strong enough, you can naturally decide the life and death of others, and you can become whatever god you want. Let alone a mere god of death, even if you want to become the ruler of the god realm, as long as you are strong enough, you can do it."

The words of the Strange King were like a bolt of lightning, instantly awakening Yang Ping'an. All the opportunities he had pursued all this time were actually just to become stronger. Just as the Strange King said, in this world, strength determines everything. Without strength, everything else is just nonsense.

Instead of scheming and plotting, he forgot the dog-eat-dog nature of this world. Over the years, Tang Hao, Yu Luomian, and even Tang San have almost become his inner demons. He only thinks about intercepting them and various opportunities, but he ignores his own temperament, or he ignores venting and showing his true strength.

Yang Ping'an bowed slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Lord Death. I am beginning to understand the meaning of Death."

The King of the Strange nodded: "If you were the inheritor of another god, they would have imposed a corresponding nine-stage inheritance test on you, but I only have a wisp of divine consciousness left, so I cannot impose a divine test on you, and I don't really care about inheritance tests."

"You now have only two choices: life or death. If you succeed, you will have an immense opportunity; if you fail, you will die. Do you understand the danger of choosing my inheritance?"

Yang Ping'an showed no fear on his face. On the contrary, he became unusually excited, and his blood seemed to be boiling for some reason, as if he was born to be prepared for danger.

"Please, Grim Reaper, give me a test. I will do my best to pass, no matter what."

But what the King of Eeries said next made him a little uneasy.

"Assessment? What is assessment? There is no assessment here, only life and death. What you are about to face is not assessment, but a brutal life-or-death struggle."

(End of this chapter)