Beihe Village, back mountain.
The silver flames were so beautiful, dreamlike in the night, making everyone who saw them exclaim in admiration. Within the flames, a naked youth sat cross-legged, as if diligently absorbing the fire.
In the sky, the bright moon from one second ago was completely covered by sudden dark clouds the next. The entire world abruptly lost all light. After a massive, yet indistinct, thunderclap, everything vanished instantly, as if it had never appeared.
Only a wisp of gray airflow emerged from the horizon, flying into the silver flames and merging with the youth's body along with the fire.
However, the youth was unaware of all this.
Time flew by quickly. Soon, the morning sun cast its golden light, shining upon the youth sitting on the ground.
The youth suddenly opened his eyes, then abruptly stood up. A spirit ring, as crimson as blood, emerged from his body. Immediately after, the youth's right arm was covered in scales as white as ice and snow, becoming long and thick. His hand transformed into a giant claw, each nail like a white jade dagger, looking full of destructive power. Frosty mist also swirled around this silver-white Dragon Arm.
This youth was Zhu Ziyang.
"First Spirit Ability, Heavenly Frost Ice Dragon Claw!" Zhu Ziyang roared. His dragon-transformed right arm instantly swung out, striking a tree several meters thick. The entire tree was uprooted, flying through the air, and consecutively crashed into several other trees of similar thickness before barely landing. When it landed, the entire tree was already covered in a thick layer of ice.
"So strong!" Zhu Ziyang blurted out, his face filled with surprise and excitement.
After accepting the Silver Dragon Wolf's sacrifice, the benefits he received could only be described as unprecedented.
Firstly, the most basic gain: his spirit power directly increased from level thirty-two to level thirty-five. Although most of the Silver Dragon Wolf's energy was used to purify and evolve his bloodline, resulting in only a three-level increase in his spirit power, this still saved him more than half a year of cultivation time.
One must know, he was only eleven years old! At eleven years old, a level thirty-five Spirit Elder—this sparked Zhu Ziyang's ambition to become a Spirit Ancestor before he turned thirteen!
Secondly, and most importantly, the most heaven-defying gain. His Frost Tyrant Dragon Spirit, originally a terrestrial Dragon Spirit with true dragon bloodline, had now evolved into a top-tier true dragon with the Ultimate Ice attribute: the Heavenly Frost Sacred White Dragon!
For Zhu Ziyang, this was like exchanging a sniper rifle for a cannon, an epic upgrade!
The Heavenly Frost Sacred White Dragon, a super Spirit with Ultimate Ice, and also a top-tier true dragon with the Ice Dragon King's bloodline—a Spirit even more powerful than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit of the Heaven Dragon Gate!
From a high-grade Spirit to a super Spirit, from a sub-dragon to a true dragon—this instantly accomplished a feat that the Radiant Scythe Spirit couldn't achieve even with three spirit rings attached! Zhu Ziyang had never dared to imagine this before. According to his plan, he had intended to cultivate his second Spirit only after his Radiant Scythe Spirit had seven spirit rings attached. This was because only then could he attach high-quality spirit rings to his second Spirit as much as possible, making it possible for it to evolve into an ordinary true dragon Spirit.
As a result, plans couldn't keep up with changes. This time, he directly turned misfortune into a blessing. After receiving the hundred-thousand-year Silver Dragon Wolf's sacrifice, his Frost Tyrant Dragon Spirit directly evolved into the Heavenly Frost Sacred White Dragon Spirit. No matter how calm and composed Zhu Ziyang was, in this situation, he couldn't help but let out a wild laugh.
To be honest, Zhu Ziyang was very grateful to the Silver Dragon Wolf.
Thinking of the Silver Dragon Wolf, Zhu Ziyang's mood couldn't help but become heavy. He now knew everything about the Silver Dragon Wolf.
It turned out that the Silver Dragon Wolf was a mutated Dragonwolf, and also a Silver Auspicious Beast that carried the destiny of the Far North Ice Field.
Silver Auspicious Beast—Zhu Ziyang found this impressive without fully understanding why.
From its birth until now, the Silver Dragon Wolf had only taken about twenty thousand years to reach a hundred thousand years of cultivation. But just as she was undergoing tribulation, attempting to break through to two hundred thousand years of cultivation to become a fierce beast, she was subjected to a shameless sneak attack. The one who ambushed her was a hundred-thousand-year cultivation Ice Demon Snow Soul King, her once loyal follower! Because it was too sudden and too unbelievable, she had no time to defend and was successfully ambushed by the Ice Demon Snow Soul King.
She failed her tribulation. Not only did her cultivation regress to a hundred thousand years, but she was also severely injured. If not for her unwillingness to accept defeat, burning her life to escape the Far North Ice Field, she would probably have died under the Ice Demon Snow Soul King's claws.
After escaping the Far North Ice Field, she stumbled all the way to the outskirts of the Northern Mountain Range. Originally, she was prepared to silently await death, but carrying the destiny of the Far North Ice Field made her realize that she might have a glimmer of hope for survival. So, she began to save herself. And then, she met Zhu Ziyang.
Zhu Ziyang was silently speechless after reading the Silver Dragon Wolf's memories.
Looking at the current outcome, the Silver Dragon Wolf was undoubtedly dead. But there was also a glimmer of hope: if Zhu Ziyang became a god. As long as Zhu Ziyang became a god, then resurrecting a Spirit Beast that had sacrificed itself to him would be an easy matter. Ten thousand years ago, Sea God Tang San's Spirit Beast wife had sacrificed herself to him, and then Tang San resurrected her after becoming a god.
However, becoming a god was not that easy. Although Zhu Ziyang had gained so many fortuitous encounters, he had no confidence in becoming a god. In the hundreds of thousands of years of Douluo Continent's history, the number of Spirit Masters who became gods definitely did not exceed ten.
"Alas! Let's take it one step at a time!" Zhu Ziyang sighed.
"However, I will definitely avenge you!" he immediately added. Although he had no confidence in becoming a god, he was very confident in becoming a Titled Douluo. If he became a Titled Douluo, he would be a Titled Douluo with dual Ultimate Spirits. Dealing with an Ice Demon Snow Soul King with only a hundred thousand years of cultivation would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
That's right, dual Ultimate Spirits!
Perhaps it was due to the immense amount of heaven and earth origin energy gathered during the Silver Dragon Wolf's sacrifice. While the Frost Tyrant Dragon's bloodline was being refined and purified, his Great Bright Art was also operating frantically, absorbing the overflowing pure origin energy between heaven and earth. Through this heaven and earth origin energy, it cleansed the impurities in Zhu Ziyang's Light bloodline, prompting a qualitative change in the Radiant Scythe Spirit.
The Great Bright Art's mystery and power were fully displayed. At the same moment that the Dragon Clan bloodline transformed into a true dragon bloodline, the Radiant Scythe Spirit also seized this opportunity, ascending to become a super Spirit with the Ultimate Light Attribute!
Therefore, the current Zhu Ziyang was an unparalleled genius who simultaneously possessed an Ultimate Light Spirit and an Ultimate Ice Spirit!
Twin Ultimate Spirits! Throughout history, he was the only one!
So, Zhu Ziyang was truly very grateful to the Silver Dragon Wolf.
As if sensing Zhu Ziyang's sincerity, the red spirit ring with golden patterns behind him flickered slightly.
He withdrew his Heavenly Frost Sacred White Dragon Spirit. Then, with a reach of his right hand, a battle scythe shimmering with golden light appeared.
This was a battle scythe, entirely brilliant gold, with pure white patterns carved into its handle. It exuded a sacred aura, full of glory and redemption. The scythe blade, ring blade, and handle-end spear blade all seemed to be crafted from gold, like an exquisite ceremonial object, yet it emitted a sharp aura that felt as if one would be cut just by approaching. The blood grooves on the three blades were dark, like a shadowy abyss that devoured life. At the end of the scythe handle was a circular ring parallel to the scythe blade, on which a circle of interconnected gray-white spider lilies was carved, guiding the deceased to their final resting place, the land of rebirth.
Pacifying Life-Reaping Scythe!
Quell the chaotic human world, end the perverse lives of all evil!
"Hahaha, Pacifying Life-Reaping Scythe!" Zhu Ziyang proudly raised the golden scythe in his hand, his voice filled with excitement, and shouted loudly.