The figure of eight million gold coins was enough to astound many Spirit Douluo Rank powerhouses in the outside World.
But for the Holy Spirit Cult, which controlled a vast dark force and accumulated countless riches, this investment seemed only natural for the sake of nurturing a future monster.
Furthermore, Death God Douluo Ye Xishui was a Rank 9 Soul Master. For her, eight million gold coins was merely the cost of creating a Rank 9 spirit tool.
Moreover, even Castorice, as the Death Saintess, could only enjoy this Rank of medicinal liquid once a year.
Only a select few within the Holy Spirit Cult could benefit from this medicinal liquid, which enhanced a Soul Master's fundamental qualities, as the rare medicinal ingredients were often priceless.
The Holy Spirit Cult was able to be so lavish due to years of accumulation, coupled with recently establishing a connection with a powerful Prince in the Sun Moon Empire, giving them more channels to acquire Soul Master resources.
Castorice felt a slight tremor in her heart, deeply realizing the terrifying resources of the Holy Spirit Cult and Ye Xishui's determination to cultivate her.
After all, eight million gold coins was enough to purchase a decent ten-thousand-year Spirit Bone.
Her main body would never receive this kind of treatment; perhaps only Xu Jiujiu, as the Star Luo Princess, could enjoy such benefits.
However, just as she was focused on absorbing the medicinal power and feeling her own strength steadily increase.
Buzz!
An extremely strange and indescribable feeling unexpectedly assailed her heart.
It was as if something deep within her Soul had been suddenly triggered.
That feeling was neither Soul Power nor mental force; it was more like... a ripple of power that transcended the scope of ordinary cognition, involving Destiny and Karma.
Castorice suddenly opened her eyes, her amethyst-like pupils filled with shock and uncertainty.
She subconsciously called out in her mind:
"Ronova, did you feel that? What is it?"
After a brief silence, the cold, majestic consciousness sounded in the depths of her mind, carrying a rare trace of solemnity:
[I felt it. That is... something similar to me, an object not belonging to the Laws of this World, and one of the 'Legacy' left behind by your System.]
The voice of Regent of Death Ronova paused slightly, seemingly sensing carefully, and then gave more precise information:
[That is... a power that transcends Karma. Just now, it Awakened. However, Castorice, you are too weak. With your current Soul strength and Soul Power Rank, you cannot control it at all.]
Inside the secret room, the emerald medicinal liquid rippled with the fluctuations of Castorice's emotions.
The surprise and uncertainty in her purple eyes slowly faded, replaced by a sense of realization and helplessness.
She remembered.
When the System collapsed, three streaks of golden light wrapped around half of her Soul and fled.
Two of them were Castorice and Ronova, but the third had been like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no trace.
She hadn't expected it hadn't vanished but was merely hidden too deeply, only announcing its existence in such a startling manner now.
myriad karma true blood!
That was the manifestation of power from a monster—the myriad Karma corpse immortal—originating from a certain World and transcending the concept of Karma.
Its effect could be called Heaven-Defying. It could forcibly lock and guarantee the Karma of resurrection for any past powerhouse, regardless of whether they had turned to ash or been annihilated in the river of time. Once chosen by this myriad karma true blood, they would be resurrected as a Nirvana Corpse controlled by the myriad Karma corpse immortal.
This was an almost tyrannical ability that trampled upon the Laws of life and death.
And now, this ridiculous ability had actually become one of her innate talents.
"This really... causes too much trouble for people."
Castorice clicked her tongue slightly, her delicate face full of complexity.
She finally understood why that embarrassing System had instantly exploded just because of a ten-pull with five golds.
Istaroth, Ronova, Castorice... these were already exaggerated enough, but this myriad karma true blood was the truly excessive existence.
Since it involved Karma and Destiny, the Rank of this thing was immeasurably high.
Moreover, she hadn't forgotten that her main body, Caelus, far away in the Star Luo Empire, also possessed a motionless golden legend.
Judging by the outrageous degree of this myriad karma true blood, that thing was likely some incredible ability or conceptual entity, perhaps also impossible to observe or perceive because he was too weak.
The only thing worth celebrating was that the Nirvana Corpse resurrected by the myriad karma true blood was absolutely harmless to her, the source of the power.
Even if the resurrected entity was a Divinity, once it became a Nirvana Corpse, it could not escape her control.
This was the overbearing nature of the myriad karma true blood; unless the target was powerful enough to transcend Karma and Reincarnation itself, they could only submit.
"Overthinking is useless."
Castorice quickly calmed her mind and suppressed that trace of irritation.
Power had no right or wrong; the key lay with the person controlling the power.
She was too weak now to actively control the myriad karma true blood, only able to passively sense the result of its activation.
Therefore, the only thing she needed to do was become stronger.
Strong enough to control this power of Karma; at that time, all problems would cease to be problems.
As for what kind of impact the myriad karma true blood would have on this World before then, what kind of existences it would resurrect, and what kind of turmoil it would stir up... Castorice could only silently apologize in her heart.
As a Transmigrator, she inherently lacked a deep sense of identity and belonging to this World; aside from the few people she cared about, she didn't concern herself with the direction the World was heading.
Instead of worrying needlessly, it was better to circulate the Death God Meditation Technique one more time; improving her strength was the fundamental goal...
Almost at the exact same moment, in the mixed zone of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Nebula Douluo Man Yi had just used the power of the stars to restrain a Soul Beast—the Thousand-Year Starlight Scorpion—whose entire body shimmered with soft starlight and resembled a giant crystal scorpion.
This was precisely one of the few Soul Beasts recorded in the Star Crown Sect's Legacy that was most suitable for the third spirit ring of the Star Crown Martial Soul. Its lifespan was around seventeen hundred years, perfectly matching Xu Jiujiu's needs.
The Star Crown atop Xu Jiujiu's head radiated light, and a condensed pillar of starlight descended, ending the life of this powerful Soul Beast, as a profound purple spirit ring began to condense.
However, at this very moment.
Caelus, standing nearby, felt his heart suddenly jump.
A strange yet familiar sense of throbbing, originating from the Soul Origin, spread through him.
His gaze involuntarily shot towards a certain direction deep within the forest, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, unable to be suppressed.
He sensed it.
Although faint, it was unmistakable—it was the aura of the myriad karma true blood.
Castorice's innate talent had been triggered within the Star Dou Great Forest.
"What the hell... The first Nirvana Corpse was actually born here?"
Caelus was speechless inwardly.
Although he could influence the Nirvana Corpse through Castorice, if this thing appeared in the Star Dou Great Forest, who knew what historical monster it would resurrect? An ancient Vicious Beast? Or some powerhouse who perished here?