Lin Jie felt the blood-red wings extend from behind him, and his face lit up with joy.
It was a soul bone, and a most precious external soul bone at that. Over a hundred thousand years old, the blood-red bat wings.
Lin Jie tried to control the wings, flapping them with a flutter. The next second, his body gradually lifted off the ground.
After a moment's familiarization, Lin Jie controlled himself and returned to the ground.
The blood-red bat wings, as external soul bones produced by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, possessed extremely powerful abilities.
One was the Cloud Bat Shield, where the wings instantly transformed into a shield, protecting Lin Jie with an incredibly powerful defense, practically guaranteeing absolute defense.
Another ability, even more terrifying to Lin Jie, was Devour. The bat wings transformed into bone spurs, piercing any living being and devouring its blood, soul power, and vitality. They could drain a Soul Sage dry in an instant. Furthermore, the absorbed soul power and vitality were directly fed back into Lin Jie, enhancing his own strength. Excess blood, soul power, and vitality were stored within the soul bone.
Upon learning of this ability, Lin Jie suddenly thought of a special spirit master, the "evil spirit master."
However, the devouring power of an evil spirit master has significant side effects. Lin Jie's devouring and absorption, on the other hand, had few aftereffects.
After a moment, Lin Jie calmed down from his ecstasy and looked at the Slaughter King—no, rather, Tang Chen's body.
When Lin Jie saw the contents of the corpse, his face was filled with disbelief.
"Soul bones, all of them."
"One, two, seven, seven! Wait, that doesn't look like soul bone."
Lin Jie walked over and took a look. Sure enough, it wasn't soul bone. It was a sword, a blood-red sword.
"This must be the Shura God's Shura Blood Sword." Lin Jie recognized the sword; it was the Shura God's Shura Blood Sword.
Seeing it, Lin Jie remembered. Tang Chen had already completed the Shura God's eight divine trials and obtained the Shura Blood Sword.
In the original novel, he gave the sword to Tang San at his final moments. He also poured all his cultivation and the power of his spirit bones into the Shura Blood Sword.
As for why he hadn't used it before. He must have been parasitized by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, which is why he didn't use it. If he had, with the Shura Blood Sword's power, no matter how powerful Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was, he would be nothing compared to the divine Shura Blood Sword.
With a single move, Lin Jie summoned the Shura Blood Sword.
Buzz!
As soon as he grasped it, a special power surged from his hand into Lin Jie's body. Hum! Lin Jie controlled his soul power to suppress the power.
The next second, the power continued to surge from the sword.
"A sword wants to defy the heavens? Hum!" Lin Jie increased his suppression, while the blood sword's power continued to surge in.
Buzz!
The Shura Blood Sword trembled continuously, and a blood-red light continued to bloom.
Seeing this, Lin Jie thought, "Could this be the verification of the Shura Divine Test?"
The next moment, Lin Jie tried to allow the blood-red energy to enter his body.
After a moment, the blood-red energy returned to the Shura Blood Sword after testing.
Then, a voice echoed in Lin Jie's mind.
"Gain the Shura Blood Sword's approval and complete the Shura Divine Nine Trials to inherit the Divine Throne."
"Win the first of the Shura Divine Nine Trials and complete a hundred consecutive victories in the Killing Fields."
"What? I've actually been recognized by the Shura Blood Sword, and even the Shura Nine Trials, and can inherit the Divine Throne."
Lin Jie was surprised, deeply surprised. He remembered that his innate soul power was only level four, and now he had been recognized by the Shura Blood Sword.
The next moment, Lin Jie understood. The Divine Trials value a soul master's aptitude, and innate soul power is just one aspect of that aptitude. Ultimately, it's the soul master's strength that counts.
Lin Jie was only seventeen years old, but his soul power had reached level sixty-five. His physical and mental strength were immense. At his age, he was unmatched on this continent.
If someone with his aptitude couldn't gain the Blood Sword's approval, then no one else on this continent could.
Lin Jie glanced at the Shura Blood Sword in his hand and danced with it again.
"Yes, a very powerful weapon, perfect for wielding a sword. Pretty cool."
"But, this is the Shura God's artifact. Could the Shura God be connected to it? Let's give it a try."
"Is the Shura God here..." Lin Jie called out several times, but still received no response. "Could it be that the God Realm has isolated this place and he didn't hear. Or maybe he heard but didn't respond? Never mind. There's no rush."
Lin Jie didn't have much aversion to the Shura God's Nine Tests. His ultimate purpose in coming here was
precisely for them. Lin Jie had considered attempting to attain godhood through his own abilities, but he knew the rules of this world were too restrictive. It would be difficult, extremely difficult. That's why he sought a backup deity.
What Lin Jie didn't know was that in the distant God Realm, even as he gained the Shura Blood Sword's recognition, they already knew what he had said and were furious.
Lin Jie waved the Shura Blood Sword again, activated electromagnetic force, and a dark, ancient scabbard formed. With a clang, the Shura Blood Sword slipped into the scabbard, concealing its true form.
Afterward, Lin Jie looked at the soul bones. Six of them. Six in total. If anyone outside knew about this, they would definitely risk their lives to snatch them.
Lin Jie picked up the soul bones and examined them.
These six soul bones formed a complete set, belonging to Tang Chen, the former Ultimate Douluo.
Lin Jie sensed their auras, and was overjoyed; each soul bone was at least fifty thousand years old. His gaze shifted to the torso bone, over a hundred thousand years old, and a burning passion welled up in his eyes.
This trip had been a truly bountiful harvest. He had broken through to level sixty-five, obtained a powerful external soul bone over a hundred thousand years old, and harvested six more soul bones. Tang Chen, a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, had perished. Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, one of the Spirit Hall's enemies, had suffered a severe arm injury.
Lin Jie suppressed his burning desire and placed the six soul bones into his spirit guide. His gaze now focused on the miraculous altar.
This miraculous altar could absorb the soul power of the spirit masters who perished on the killing field, converging it into a single entity, and even allowing him to cultivate. If the killing field continued to rotate, wouldn't this be a cheat?
"Lin Jie. You're okay."
Just then, a shout brought Lin Jie back to his senses.
It turned out to be Hu Liena, who had come down from the village, making her way towards Lin Jie.
"Senior Sister." Seeing Hu Liena, Lin Jie walked over. "Senior Sister, why did you come down?"
"You've been down here alone for so long, I was a little worried about you."
Hu Liena's eyes were filled with worry, and there was a hint of blame in her words .
"By the way, Junior Brother, where's the King of Slaughter?"
"The King of Slaughter, of course I killed him," Lin Jie chuckled.
"What, he's really dead?" Hu Liena said with some surprise. You know, the King of Slaughter was a Titled Douluo, and he died just like that. And he was killed by Lin Jie.
"Yes, he is. And I also gained this." Lin Jie raised the jet-black hilt in his hand.
Hu Liena didn't doubt Lin Jie's words. Since Lin Jie said he was dead, then he must be dead. Hu Liena didn't care what the jet-black sword in Jiang Liu's hand was. Instead, her gaze towards Lin Jie grew more and more loving.
"But the King of Slaughter is dead. What about the Killing Grounds? And what kind of place is this? It feels so strange."
"Of course the Killing Grounds will continue. I killed the King of Slaughter, and naturally, I am the new King of Slaughter. As for here, I'll talk to you outside. Let's leave now and see what's going on out there."
After gaining the Shura Blood Sword's approval, Lin Jie became the new master of this place. He not only had the authority to use spirit skills, but also the authority to grant others the ability to use them. Like the guards here, the higher the rank, the more spirit skills they could use. However, they were not eligible to participate in the Killing Grounds.
Lin Jie's first Divine Test was to complete one hundred Killing Grounds. During these matches, he wasn't allowed to use spirit skills. However, using them didn't restrict him much.
"Yes," Hu Liena nodded.
Lin Jie emerged from the Hell Road and arrived at the Killing Grounds. The entrance to the Hell Road had automatically repaired and closed again.
As he stepped outside, there was indeed some confusion, but it was quickly suppressed by the staff who could use spirit skills.
In the inner city, upon seeing Lin Jie emerge, the knights and thugs all turned their gazes on him.
"The King of Slaughter is dead. From today on, I am the new King of Slaughter in Slaughter City."
Lin Jie looked at the crowd with indifference. His voice, though low, was heard by everyone present.
"Haha."
"Hahaha. What did he say? He's the King of Slaughter here."
"That's hilarious. Hahaha."
Suddenly, the entire place was filled with laughter.
The knights didn't laugh, but instead stared at Lin Jie intently.
"Is it funny?" Lin Jie glared at the group. "
Haha, it is indeed funny. Boy, don't think you're impressive just because you've won dozens of matches."
"Compared to me, Mad Wolf, you're trash."
"Haha, that's right. Boy, you're trash."
Lin Jie ignored the mockery.
Instead, he pointed his finger to the sky, and lightning surged out, shooting violently into the sky.
"Divine Judgment."
As Lin Jie's voice rang out, dozens of bolts of lightning suddenly rained down from the sky, heading towards the laughing man.
Boom!
Boom!
"Ah!"
A tragic cry rang out, and the few who had been laughing just a moment ago instantly turned into corpses, collapsing to the ground.
"What... He can actually use spirit skills?"
"How is that possible?"
At this moment, a woman dressed in black veil with a Gothic style slowly approached.
When she reached Lin Jie, she slowly knelt.
"Greetings, the King of Slaughter."
After seeing the woman in black veil kneel, the knights knelt without a second thought.
"Greetings, the King of Slaughter."
"Yes."
Seeing such sensible people, Lin Jie nodded with satisfaction.
"I will not revoke your permission to use your spirit skills for the time being. Now you will continue to work in your positions. If you do well, you will keep your original position and may even be promoted. If you do not do well, you will lose the permission to use your spirit skills. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Get up."
"Thank you, King of Slaughter." The knights all stood up.
(End of this chapter)