As a blinding red light rose at the summit of the snow mountain, accompanied by a deep dragon roar, Shen Hanyu effortlessly obtained a second martial soul, a third soul ring that was as old as 600,000 years.
(Skipping the absorption process description, as it's been written several times before.)
His soul power directly reached level 89, increasing by five levels. This did not even include the increase after absorbing the soul bone.
The quality of his soul power, after repeated tempering and improvement, was already comparable to that of an ordinary Titled Douluo. Under such circumstances, for his soul power to still directly rise by five levels could already be considered a leap forward.
Looking at the 600,000-year-old trunk soul bone in his hand, Shen Hanyu let out a slight sigh before finally storing it in his soul guide device.
Although this soul bone was of outstanding quality and reached 600,000 years, Shen Hanyu had no intention of absorbing it.
He had long had plans for a trunk soul bone. He could choose either the Snow Empress's trunk soul bone or the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's trunk soul bone, one approaching 700,000 years, the other nearing a million years. Whether in attributes or age, both were superior, so why would he choose the slightly inferior ice dragon trunk bone?
With his current configuration, the lowest was still the 100,000-year-old Degenerate Sea Demon's right leg bone, which he would definitely replace when the opportunity arose.
He could wrong anyone but himself, right?
Moreover, he had an absurd number of choices and was not short of those two soul bones.
Shen Hanyu finally understood the true problem facing the ice dragon clan: newborn ice dragons had impure bloodlines due to various issues, and even their ultimate ice attribute had slowly begun to degrade.
This was somewhat similar to the situation Tian Meng had described to him long ago, just not as severe yet, but it was only a matter of time.
This was a problem almost every soul beast clan would face, and given how long the ice dragon clan had been passed down, it was not surprising that they were now encountering it.
However, with the Ice Dragon King's assistance, the situation had been alleviated considerably. At least among the younger generation, several true dragons were growing at a good pace and could inherit the positions of their elders in the future, continuing to guard this pure land.
Shen Hanyu took out the Ice Dragon King's remains and left them to the clan. Back then, at the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the effort he had spent to take away this enormous skeleton was no less than hunting a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
This skeleton replaced the original true dragon skeleton. Although the improvement effect was not significant, they could still absorb the power within the dragon bones to strengthen themselves.
Originally, Shen Hanyu had planned to hand it over to Di Tian in the future, but now it seemed more appropriate to give it to the Ice Dragon King's descendants.
Another 350,000-year-old ice dragon took Shen Hanyu on a tour of this not particularly vast territory. Shen Hanyu did not refuse; he held the highest respect for this paradise forged almost entirely from flesh and blood.
Before leaving, Shen Hanyu received another gift from the ice dragon clan.
He was allowed to take ten soul bones from those left behind by departed ice dragons over the long years, as well as soul bones obtained by the clan from hunting soul beasts.
Shen Hanyu was delighted by this; no soul master would ever complain about having too many soul bones on their body, especially since he still had a silly little sister to raise.
In the end, Shen Hanyu selected the ones he needed most and of the highest quality. After all, keeping these soul bones for the soul beasts served no purpose beyond commemoration.
These soul bones included one 100,000-year ice dragon skull, four leg bones, and three arm bones that were not far behind, and two of the most precious trunk bones.
The ice dragon clan had no objections. They were willing to trust the Ice Dragon King's choice. If Shen Hanyu had intruded alone, his bones would already be feeding some dragon cub somewhere…
Afterward, Shen Hanyu took one last look at this paradise hidden within the endless, terrifying snow mountain range before being escorted out by the previous 60,000-year ice dragon.
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Shen Hanyu's mood was still extremely good.
This trip had given him deep insights concerning his state of mind after breaking through to Titled Douluo.
At the same time, eleven super soul bones had directly catapulted his already substantial foundation to that of the current "richest human" in the Douluo plane.
Since arriving in this world, he had tried many things, nearly completing everything he could think of, and even encountered many things that did not exist in the original story. This allowed him to truly experience the wonder of this world.
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Walking through the vast wind and snow of the Far North, a strange feeling welled up in Shen Hanyu's heart that he could not quite describe.
After coming to this world, he had made many changes, and even his personality could be said to have undergone a major transformation. Countless schemes and vigilance had lingered in his heart, making it hard for him in the early days to distinguish whether this was an illusion or reality.
The first reaction upon traversing was not joy or surprise, but the purest confusion and terror. Shen Hanyu thought that this was probably the most authentic portrayal of us traversers.
But more than ten years had passed since then, and he had transformed from a modern steel-gun youth into a qualified, powerful soul master.
The oncoming wind and snow passed slowly by his side like a shattered river of time. Shen Hanyu slowly spread his arms, as devout as when he once welcomed a new life, paying his highest respect to the land beneath his feet.
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Life in Element City was still dull yet interesting.
Though these were two words with opposite meanings, Shen Hanyu felt they fit surprisingly well.
He wasn't sure if Shui Ningbing was occasionally impatient, but Shui Bing'er and the other two women were almost dragged to the spirit fighting arena whenever they had free time, sometimes fighting more than ten matches in a single day. After finishing, they would lie exhausted and sore on their beds and fall asleep, which even reduced the number of times they came to Shen Hanyu's place quite a bit.
Shen Hanyu was helpless about Shen Liuyu's complaints, but at least he occasionally brought snacks and drinks to the audience seats to offer moral support to his silly little sister.
At the same time, he would often run into a few "acquaintances", the three big fools who had followed him that day.
It was said that Feng Xiaotian had been slapped by Shen Hanyu and lay in bed for three days. Afterward, he seemed like a completely different person: he directly abandoned the mask, shelved the self-created soul skill he had once been so proud of, and spent his days training in a place called Hurricane Canyon. Every time he returned, he was covered in injuries but never uttered a word of complaint, persisting day after day.
But the one thing that remained unchanged was that he still dutifully licked after Huo Wu, running over every few days to brush his presence.
Shen Hanyu felt a bit embarrassed and somewhat speechless about this. He had originally thought Feng Xiaotian might have finally seen the light, but it turned out he had truly underestimated Feng Xiaotian's determination and perseverance as a simp.
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