Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

After absorbing the soul bone, Lin Yang slowly stood up, and his bones immediately crackled and popped like they were being crushed.

After a few simple movements, as if he had shaken off the iron armor binding him, Lin Yang felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Soul bones have a very significant effect on enhancing physical constitution.

At least Lin Yang felt that his physique was more than twice as strong as before; otherwise, even with the effect of whale glue, he would not have been able to withstand the second soul ring of five thousand years.

At this moment, Lin Yang noticed that he had grown quite a bit taller.

After absorbing his first spirit ring, he was about 1.3 meters tall, and now he is at least 1.4 meters tall.

He doesn't look like a seven-year-old child; he looks more like a ten-year-old teenager.

However, the most obvious benefit of growing taller is that when he holds a knife, he no longer looks like a child holding a big knife, which looks out of place.

After quickly familiarizing himself with his body, Lin Yang left the cave.

Once outside, Lin Yang realized that it had taken him a whole day to absorb the soul bone.

As night faded, a soft, pale light began to appear on the horizon.

The sun is slowly rising, and the golden rays of the morning sun are gradually pushing aside the remnants of the dark night.

"The timing is perfect."

Lin Yang gazed at the rising sun and murmured to himself,

"Let's take this opportunity to completely eliminate the flaws in our martial soul."

As the sun rose higher and approached noon, golden rays bathed the entire hillside.

Without further hesitation, Lin Yang opened his left hand and directly summoned the Ghost Blood Martial Soul.

"Martial Soul, Possess!"

The ghost blood, now the size of an infant's head, instantly seeped into Lin Yang's body.

A surge of power immediately coursed through his limbs and throughout his entire body.

Accompanying it is that familiar vigorous vitality and abundant sense of power.

However, this power appears extremely illusory in the face of the sun, like a castle in the air.

Lin Yang could even feel the instinctive fear emanating from the Ghost Blood Martial Soul, a fear of the sun.

Whether it's the Lower Moon, the Upper Moon, or the Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji, no matter how many years they've lived or how powerful their Blood Demon Art is.

As long as one is a ghost, one can never bask in the sunlight.

What Lin Yang needs to do is break this taboo.

One cannot truly live without being obsessed.

Lin Yang took a heavy step and flew out like a cannonball, instantly exposing himself to the scorching sun.

Almost instantly upon being exposed to the sun, Lin Yang's skin seemed to be scorched by the high temperature, emitting puffs of white smoke.

The flesh and blood of the skin turned black and carbonized at a visible speed, and began to slowly disintegrate like ash.

"ah--!"

A heart-wrenching roar rang out from Lin Yang's throat, only to be abruptly cut off.

Because his throat had been burned through by the sunlight, he couldn't make a sound at all.

The extraordinary regeneration of the ghost blood was completely useless at this moment.

The intense feeling of suffocation and burning sensation surged from all directions like a tidal wave, driving Lin Yang to the brink of madness.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

It was as if they were peeling away every single cell of his body, bit by bit, from the very depths of his bone marrow.

The so-called "thousand cuts" punishment was as weak as a Chengdu loli (a term for a young girl in China), making people laugh.

The instinct of the ghost blood drove Lin Yang to desperately want to escape the sun.

But Lin Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he gripped the ground tightly with his bare hands, which were now just skeletons, using his strong will to suppress his survival instincts.

He knew very well that once he chose to run away, he would never have the courage to stand up again.

"Restore it!"

Lin Yang roared and activated the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone soul bone skill.

Wildfires cannot extinguish them; the spring breeze brings them back to life!

At this moment, this powerful healing soul skill began to take effect, with streaks of blue-gold light continuously repairing Lin Yang's riddled body.

Although it quickly turned to ashes, it gave Lin Yang a chance to catch his breath.

The body of the demon blood was constantly collapsing under the pressure of the sun, and was constantly reborn under the soul bone skill.

With this constant repetition, the Ghost Blood Martial Soul undergoes thousands of changes every second.

It is adapting; it is evolving.

Demon blood is the source of demon power.

Now, Lin Yang's Ghost Blood Martial Soul essence is being ground down and integrated into his entire body little by little under a giant stone mill called "Sun".

Every bone, every muscle, every hair, and even every cell is filled with the essence of the Ghost Blood Martial Soul.

The sun gradually began to set in the west.

All that remained of Lin Yang's spot was a lump of black charcoal, emitting a burnt, acrid smell of protein.

"Snap!"

With a barely perceptible sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the charcoal.

This seems to be just the beginning.

A series of cracking sounds suddenly rang out, and the outer skin of the charred piece quickly peeled off, revealing the flesh and blood underneath.

A powerful, thumping heartbeat emanated from beneath that flesh and blood.

Then, the flesh suddenly moved and then rapidly expanded.

The white, jade-like bones grew extremely rapidly, with fibrous muscles clinging to them, stretching and growing on their own.

In just a few breaths, the torso, limbs, and head were formed.

A perfectly naked body, with long, slender lines and full of power, gradually appeared before my eyes.

Lin Yang gazed at the perfect body and clenched his fist.

The burning pain and lingering palpitations from just now transformed into unbridled ecstasy, and a burst of unrestrained laughter echoed from the bottom of the valley.

His voice was filled with a variety of emotions, including joy, excitement, and exhilaration.

He succeeded!

He can stand in the sunlight, and his martial spirit will no longer be flawed.

After venting his frustrations, Lin Yang looked at his naked body and blushed.

I was so happy just now that I forgot I was like a caveman, completely exposed. Luckily, there was no one else here, so I wasn't afraid of embarrassing myself.

With a thought, his flesh and blood writhed and instantly transformed into a set of clothes, covering his body.

The flesh and blood of demons can be transformed into clothing, which can not only be freely controlled but also has strong defensive capabilities.

You can even change outfits with one click!

Lin Yang then tried to summon the Ghost Blood Martial Soul, but found that it had disappeared.

Instead, two thousand-year soul rings rose up beneath his feet.

Lin Yang fell silent for a moment, and after carefully sensing it, he immediately understood the reason.

Previously, the Ghost Blood Martial Soul was a special detached Martial Soul like Luo Sanpao's, and it could also possess a body like a Beast Martial Soul!

He and his martial spirit are interconnected, yet independent of each other.

Now, under the sunlight, the Ghost Blood Martial Soul has been reborn after its destruction, and the origin of the Martial Soul has completely merged with him, becoming one with him.

And so his second martial soul became himself.

He is the Martial Soul, and he is the Martial Soul, which is also the original Martial Soul.

This martial soul is quite versatile.

Lin Yang chuckled to himself, then realized that it was no longer appropriate to refer to his second martial soul as the "Ghost Blood Martial Soul" now.

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Yang spoke.

"Let's call it the Ghost God Body Martial Soul!"

Given his current condition, he could live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years even without cultivation.

This has already touched upon the realm of the gods and touched upon the authority of the gods.

Calling it a "ghost or god" is not an exaggeration at all.

To step into the realm of gods with a ghostly body—this is Lin Yang's vision for the Ghost God Body Martial Soul.