Douluo Continent: Twin Souls of the Underworld, Holding the Power of Life and Death

She no longer mentioned Bibi Dong.

Only occasionally, when the night is quiet, she would stare blankly at the darkness.

Qian Anci knew this, but he never said it out loud.

On the day he broke through to level 30, Qian Anci once again went to the Star Dou Great Forest alone.

Gu Yuena was already waiting by the Lake of Life.

Her silver hair cascaded down her back, and she walked barefoot on the grass by the lake, her gaze gentle as water.

"An Ci, your aura is much deeper than last time."

Qian Anci bowed respectfully.

"Sister, I've reached level 30."

Gu Yuena smiled slightly.

"Then I'll give you a gift."

She raised her hand, and the lake surface churned as a huge black shadow slowly rose from the bottom of the lake.

It was a giant tortoise that was entirely black.

It is enormous, with its shell acting as a shield to firmly envelop its body.

"The Netherworld Dragon Turtle, a subspecies of dragon, feeds on the souls of the dead," Gu Yuena said calmly. "Its cultivation is 38,000 years."

Qian Anci's eyes gleamed.

Yet another soul beast perfectly attuned to death!

"Thank you, sister."

He sat down cross-legged, and the scythe of death condensed in his palm.

Gu Yuena raised her hand, and the ferocious giant tortoise was refined in an instant before it could even resist.

The grayish-white mist intertwined with the soul rings, slowly merging into one under the reflection of the Lake of Life.

The third spirit ring is complete.

The third soul skill of Death Scythe: [Ferry to the Underworld].

Wherever the scythe passes, it can summon the waters of the underworld, eroding the life force of all things.

Those struck will experience a continuous draining of their soul power, preventing their wounds from healing until their life force is exhausted and they die.

The third soul skill of the Shadow of Polyces: Dragon Transformation.

You offer your death to the dead dragon, and the dead dragon repays you with a dragon's body.

When Qian Anci opened his eyes, Gu Yuena nodded in satisfaction.

Gu Yuena nodded in satisfaction.

She took a step closer, her slender fingertips lifting his chin, a hint of surprise flashing in her silver eyes.

"An Ci, the bloodline within you... is becoming increasingly potent."

Qian Anci was taken aback: "What do you mean, sister?"

"As your level increases, the dragon bloodline within you becomes increasingly concentrated. Perhaps when you reach the Super Douluo level, you will be able to revert to your true form."

Qian Anci felt a slight chill in his heart.

He whispered in his heart, "Xia Die, what's going on?"

After a brief silence, that gentle voice resonated deep within my soul.

"As your soul power increases, Polyces is gradually transforming you. It slowly extracts the dragon bloodline from your soul rings and integrates it into your body. Otherwise, why do you think your third soul ring would be a dragon transformation?"

Qian Anci's pupils contracted slightly.

Half-dragon?

"Don't worry. This is a good thing. The dragon's physique, lifespan, and affinity for the elements will all be at your disposal. And..."

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Doesn't this make your Silver Dragon King sister love you even more?"

Qian Anci remained silent.

How come he didn't notice that Xia Die's speech had been tinged with sourness lately?

He looked up and met Gu Yuena's complex silver eyes.

"No matter what, you'll always be my brother," Gu Yuena said softly. "Go, cultivate diligently. Your sister will be waiting for you here."

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Three years later.

Martial Soul City, Holy Son's Palace.

As the morning light fell, Qian Anci sat cross-legged, a deathly aura slowly circulating around him.

Three spirit rings rose from beneath his feet: purple, black, and black.

He could feel that the barrier before level forty was as thin as a cicada's wing.

With just one opportunity, one can step into the realm of Soul Master.

"Your Highness." Ya Yi's voice rang out from outside the palace gate, "The High Priest has ordered that Your Highness proceed to the Hall of Offerings."

Qian Anci slowly opened his eyes, got up, straightened his clothes, and stepped out.

Inside the offering hall, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back in front of the window.

"grandfather."

Qian Daoliu turned around, his gaze falling on him with great satisfaction.

"Level 39."

"Yes."

Qian Daoliu took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him.

"News has come from the Heaven Dou Empire's branch hall that a group of fallen soul masters are causing trouble. The leader is probably at the Soul Saint level, and he has about ten men under his command."

His voice was deep.

"Grandpa wants you to take Ya Yi on a trip."

Qian Anci took the token; it was icy cold to the touch.

"Why me?"

"Because you need an opportunity." Qian Daoliu's gaze was intense. "Going from level 39 to level 40 cannot be achieved by studying behind closed doors. Real combat, life-or-death combat, is the fastest way."

He paused.

"Moreover, as the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall, you also need to carve out your own reputation on the continent."

Qian Anci's eyes flickered slightly.

Is it a real battle between life and death?

Although his combat experience is now comparable to that of Ya Yi and others, he has yet to see blood on his hands.

"Grandson understands."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly: "Go ahead, pack your things quickly, and set off immediately."

Qian Anci bowed respectfully and withdrew from the palace.

Instead of returning to the Holy Son's Palace, he turned and headed towards Qian Renxue's residence.

The palace door was ajar, and he knocked lightly a few times.

"Come in," Qian Renxue's voice came from inside.

Qian Anci pushed open the door and entered, seeing her sitting by the window, holding an ancient book in her hands, her golden hair casually draped over her shoulders.

"Are you leaving?" She looked up at Qian Anci, her expression calm.

"Hmm." Qian Anci walked to her side. "Go to the Heaven Dou Empire and hunt down a group of fallen soul masters."

Qian Renxue closed the book and asked, "How long?"

"It will take anywhere from half a month to a month."

"Oh," she responded softly, placing the book aside. "Be careful."

"Is my sister worried about me?"

"Who's worried about you?" Qian Renxue turned her face away and looked out the window. "I'm just afraid you won't be able to keep your promise to me."

Qian Anci quietly watched Qian Renxue.

"I will come back."

Qian Renxue's fingers paused slightly.

"……what ever."

Qian Anci turned to leave when she suddenly heard her voice behind her.

"Goodbye."

"Um?"

"be safe."

Qian Anci paused slightly, but without turning around, he waved his hand behind him.

"it is good."

He left the palace and headed towards the main gate of Wuhun City.

Ya Yi was already waiting outside the city gate, dressed in a black robe, his gaunt face revealing no emotion.

"Your Highness."

"Set off."

Meanwhile, in the offering hall.

The palace doors were pushed open, and Qian Xunji stepped in, her face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Father."

Qian Daoliu did not turn back.

"What is it?"

Qianxun quickly walked to his side and lowered her voice.

"I discovered a 100,000-year-old soul beast about to give birth on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Qian Daoliu's hand paused slightly.

"One hundred thousand years?"

"Yes. A Blue Silver Emperor has transformed into human form and mated with a Soul Douluo named Tang Hao from the Clear Sky Sect. She is now pregnant and about to give birth. If this pregnancy hadn't revealed her presence, our people wouldn't have discovered it so quickly."

He paused.

"Tang Hao is merely a Soul Douluo; I intend to personally lead a team to hunt down this 100,000-year-old soul beast. However..."

"Just what?"

"However, Tang Hao is guarding the Blue Silver Emperor, and the Clear Sky Hammer is quite powerful. It will probably take some time to get there," Qian Xunji said in a deep voice. "During my absence, I will have to trouble Father to temporarily manage the Spirit Hall."