Chapter 252: The Heaven-Defying Soul Bone Skill
"Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone—what kind of thing is that?"
The moment Jiang Li's words fell, both humans and soul beasts were equally stunned.
The idea of a soul bone condensed from the forces of heaven and earth, rather than born from a beast's body, was beyond strange.
Everyone knew that on the Douluo Continent, every soul bone—without exception—was produced when a soul beast perished. The higher the cultivation, the greater the chance of forming a bone.
But now they were hearing about one created by the world itself? It sounded utterly incredible.
Then again, given what the Starry Auction Pavilion had displayed before, perhaps only they could produce such mysterious and otherworldly items.
The crowd's curiosity blazed brighter than ever. Everyone wanted to know—what kind of soul skill could such a bone possibly contain?
"No wonder its energy feels so pure," Di Tian murmured, awestruck. "There isn't a trace of beastly aura within it. The power inside is unbelievably refined. A soul bone like this is bound to have an exceptional skill—otherwise it wouldn't appear at this stage in the auction."
Even Gu Yuena felt a spark of wonder. "As expected of the Pavilion… even something like a Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone truly exists."
Satisfied with the audience's rapt attention, Jiang Li began.
"I don't doubt that you're all curious about the ability sealed within this Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone. Allow me to explain."
"This bone is technically a hundred-thousand-year-level artifact. However, unlike those born from soul beasts, it possesses only one skill—but that one skill transcends all others. In my opinion, it is nothing short of a divine ability."
His declaration sent ripples of shock through the hall. Even the calmest among the crowd felt their hearts pounding.
If someone like Jiang Li described a skill as divine, it could only mean one thing—it surpassed the limits of mortal power.
"This Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone's ability," Jiang Li said slowly, "grants its user the power to change the grade of their martial soul—temporarily elevating it to the level of a god-level martial soul. However, this effect lasts only one hour, and once used, the skill cannot be activated again for three days."
His words broke through the silence like thunder.
A soul bone that could raise one's martial soul to god level…
It was a miracle bordering on heresy.
On the Douluo Continent, even top-tier martial souls had their limits, and god-level ones existed only in ancient legends. To possess such a soul bone meant wielding the literal laws of the world—the power of transformation itself.
Within the Pavilion, none of Jiang Li's staff needed it, for every member already possessed divine-level souls; to them, this bone was useless.
Instead, he chose to auction it—turning it into a source of immense profit for the Pavilion.
"What? It upgrades any martial soul to god level? How is that even possible?"
"That's absurd! Even for a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, this breaks every rule of heaven!"
Gasps, shouts, and disbelief spread like wildfire.
The very thought of such an ability was enough to shake the continent.
God-level martial souls hadn't been seen in over ten thousand years, and those once blessed by the gods themselves had wielded power beyond imagination.
The advantages of possessing a divine-grade martial soul for even an hour were obvious—it could overturn the tide of war, crush nations, even challenge gods.
A three-day cooldown was trivial by comparison.
"This is insane… a soul bone that can alter the level of a martial soul?" muttered a stunned elder from Shrek Academy.
Even Mu En and Xuanzi, usually calm and composed, were frozen in disbelief.
To them, a god-level martial soul had always been a myth, its existence buried with the legends of their ancestor, Tang San.
To think they were now witnessing an item capable of bestowing such power…
"This is bad," Yan Shaozhe sighed heavily. "We can't possibly afford this Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone. The best treasures always come at the end."
Regret flashed in his eyes.
Had they known what wonders lay ahead, they might've conserved their wealth instead of bidding recklessly in earlier rounds.
The Immortal Spirit Energy, the Heart of Origin, and now this Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone—each one could alter the fate of the continent itself.
But it was already too late.
Elder Xuan exhaled, nodding in agreement. "No one could've predicted this. The Pavilion never reveals its lineup beforehand—we only learn the truth when the gavel falls."
A faint spark of relief lit in his eyes as he added, "At least the Holy Spirit Cult won't be able to bid this time. After spending fifty-six billion on the Immortal Spirit Energy, they'll have exhausted their reserves. That's something, at least."
The others felt the same.
Shrek's resources were low, but as long as the Holy Spirit Cult couldn't claim the Heaven-Gifted Soul Bone either, that was worth celebrating.
"Let's observe quietly," Yan Shaozhe murmured, scanning the hall. "Let's see which of the powers dares to reach for it now."
Every one of them turned their attention back toward the stage—hearts pounding, eyes gleaming—waiting to see who would win the right to wield the heavens' own gift.
(END CHAPTER)
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