At this moment, Lin Chen had no time to study any talent domain.
His meridians were bulging and about to burst, and every inch of his flesh was emitting a mournful cry of imminent collapse.
If he held on for a little longer, he would really be directly burst apart by the power of the gods.
Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and purple-gold lightning crackled wildly beneath his skin.
His eyes narrowed sharply as he stared intently at the still, seated remains of the Thunder God before him.
He gritted his teeth and whispered:
"Senior...I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gently placed the absorbed power on his palm. He then carefully removed the tattered yet still sturdy purple-gold Thor armor from Thor's body and set it aside.
Having done all this, Lin Chen no longer hesitated. He forcefully condensed the raging Thunder God power within his body, transforming it into an incomparably sharp purple-gold blade of light, and slashed it fiercely at the Thunder God's chest.
Sizzle—
The god's physical body was easily cut open, and an even more vast and pure primordial aura rushed out.
Lin Chen's original intention was to retrieve the Thunder God's Core and other primordial items and leave immediately. He had already decided to give up absorbing the remaining power; continuing to be greedy would only lead to his death. However, he was also extremely panicked—suddenly interrupting the inheritance at this time could trigger a catastrophic disaster such as spatial collapse or divine backlash.
"I can't hold on any longer... I have to go!"
His face was ashen, and his whole body was trembling. Blue Silver Wing frantically released life energy to repair his body, but it still couldn't stop the excruciating pain that was about to explode.
As soon as Lin Chen retracted his purple-gold blade, the lingering sensation of slicing through the god's flesh still remained on his fingertips. His gaze then locked onto the gash in Thor's chest—the divine core he was looking for should have been hidden at the core of this immortal body.
Before he could bend down to investigate, two completely different beams of light suddenly burst forth from the gap, one red and one blue, breaking through the concealment of the divine blood and hovering directly in mid-air.
The first thing that catches the eye is a mass of matter. It is not flowing liquid, but rather a fist-sized cloud of blood mist, its entire body a deep crimson-gold color, like molten gold tempered by lightning. Fine purple lightning constantly dances and explodes on the surface of the blood mist, transforming into tiny phantom images of thunder gods that flash and disappear, faintly pulsating like thunder, as if a miniature heart is beating within it, exuding an ancient and domineering divine bloodline pressure. Just one glance is enough to make one tremble all over.
Following closely behind was an irregularly shaped crystal, about the size of a palm, its base a pure sky blue, yet covered with pale golden cracks spreading like a spiderweb—a wound left from the fierce battle with that god-level dragon king, one that had failed to heal even after countless ages. The crystal's interior was not solid; instead, a purplish-gold source of lightning flowed slowly like a galaxy. Each rotation resonated with the lightning power of the entire space. Despite its incompleteness, the power it contained was still enough to drive any soul master mad.
Lin Chen's pupils shrank sharply. He was about to raise his hand to use his soul power to guide them, but the two treasures seemed to have their own consciousness and did not give him any chance to manipulate them.
The next moment, they both burst forth with dazzling light. The crimson-gold bloodline and the blue-gold divine core intertwined, transforming into a stream of light that tore through space. With an irresistible force, it crashed into Lin Chen's chest!
The speed was so fast that Lin Chen didn't even have time to activate his Blue Silver Wings to dodge, let alone use his Soul-Devouring Spider Spear to defend himself—this was the active choice of master by the legacy of the Thunder God, rather than something that could be interfered with by external forces.
"Oh no!"
His heart skipped a beat. He only had time to push Blue Silver Wing's life healing to its limit, and the green light condensed into a thick light curtain on his body.
Immediately afterwards, two muffled thuds exploded almost simultaneously in his chest.
There was no excruciating pain as expected, nor the sensation of being pierced through his body. The crimson-gold bloodline, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, instantly pierced through the light barrier and entered his blood vessels; while the cracked divine core went straight into his dantian, tightly embracing the newly evolved Thor's Hammer Martial Soul.
Lin Chen froze, his body, suspended in mid-air, began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
Lin Chen felt two scalding and domineering forces rush into his body, his heart sank, and his face turned ashen instantly.
Oh no!
He hadn't even fully digested the divine power within the artifact, and now two more things were being forcibly crammed in. This was going to push him to the point of annihilation!
What's even more terrifying is that these two forces are completely out of control, not even giving him a chance to be interrupted.
The next second, an earth-shattering pain instantly swept over his entire body!
Meridians ruptured inch by inch, bones emitted a piercing cracking sound, lightning surged beneath the skin, and even the soul felt as if it were being repeatedly hammered on Thor's hammer.
The light from the blue silver wings behind him dimmed rapidly, and the life healing was directly suppressed by the divine power, becoming completely ineffective!
Lin Chen's vision went black, his consciousness began to blur, and he thought he was going to die.
But in that life-or-death moment, a sudden change occurred.
The Thunder God power within him, which was about to burst him out, was suddenly drawn away and devoured by an invisible force!
It was as if they had found an outlet, or as if they had been completely absorbed by a higher being.
Lin Chen was slightly taken aback. A trace of doubt remained amidst the intense pain, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully.
He gritted his teeth, mustered his last bit of willpower, and frantically absorbed all the remaining power in the artifact, following the suction force!
Just a moment later.
Buzz—!
The broken purple warhammer in Thor's hand had completely exhausted its last ray of divine light. Cracks spread wildly across its surface, turning into countless purple specks of light before shattering and dissipating completely.
At this moment, Lin Chen was suspended in mid-air, his body bathed in a faint purple-gold divine light. His face was still pale, but he no longer felt the excruciating pain of being burst.
Even more bizarrely—
A palm-sized, purplish-gold ring covered with fine cracks slowly appeared behind his head.
The moment he finished absorbing the energy, Lin Chen was completely drained of strength and slammed heavily onto the lightning crystal ground with a "thud".
He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, cold sweat mixed with blood trickling down his forehead, and he looked as weak as if he had crawled out of purgatory.
"It almost...it almost burst..."
He muttered to himself, not daring to relax for a moment, and immediately activated the blue silver wings on his back, letting the life-healing green light frantically envelop his whole body, repairing his meridians and body that were on the verge of collapse.
But just as the green light appeared—
Buzz!!
A condensed, ultra-purple-gold lightning beam, carrying an aura of world-destroying destruction, struck him from the side without warning, heading straight for the back of his head!
The speed was so fast, and the aura was so suppressed, that there was no time for anyone to react!
"not good!"
Lin Chen was terrified. At the critical moment of life and death, he unleashed all his instincts. Relying on the warning from the Blue Silver Domain, he rolled to the side in a disheveled manner.
"boom--!!"
The beam of lightning slammed into the spot where he had just been lying, instantly blasting a dark, deep hole in the lightning crystal ground, with debris and lightning scattering everywhere.
Using the momentum from the roll, Lin Chen staggered and sat up abruptly, his whole body tense. His Blue Silver Wings and Soul-Devouring Spider Spears instantly unfolded, ready for a desperate battle.
He stared intently at the direction from which the lightning was coming, his voice hoarse yet icy:
"who?!"
Lin Chen looked up and saw that the attacker was neither a Soul Master nor a ferocious beast, but a strange vine-like Soul Beast that was coiled on the Thunder Crystal Rock wall.
Its entire body was wrapped in purple-gold lightning patterns, its vines as thick as giant pillars, their surface like bronze tempered by divine lightning, gleaming with a cold metallic luster. Countless roots frantically plunged into the mountainside, each vine crackling with lightning, and at its tip bloomed a half-open, dark purple calyx formed from lightning. Within the flower's core were a pair of vertical pupils formed from lightning, cold, majestic, and carrying undisguised killing intent.
The entire soul beast was enveloped in a thick layer of lightning prison power, and the surrounding air was distorted and crackled by electricity. Its aura alone far surpassed that of any soul beast Lin Chen had ever seen.
Before Lin Chen could speak, an aged and cold voice, accompanied by thunderous roar, emanated from within the vine:
"You insignificant human, who are you? How dare you desecrate my master's remains and touch his sacred objects!"
Master... Thor.
Lin Chen's heart jolted. Looking at the Thunder God bloodline aura flowing through the soul beast's body and the thunder power that originated from the same source as this space, all the information instantly pieced together in his mind.
He instantly recognized the person in front of him—
Thunderous Hell Vine!
A legendary super plant-type soul beast born with the bloodline of the Thunder God!
Lin Chen's brows furrowed instantly, and doubts arose in his mind.
The Thunderous Hell Vine before them clearly possessed only a cultivation level of over 70,000 years, far from reaching the threshold of a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Yet, it could speak human language, its tone carrying the majesty of a divine servant. This completely violated the laws of the Douluo Continent—even possessing the bloodline of the Thunder God, it was absolutely impossible to break the ironclad rule that "one can only speak after 100,000 years."
Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure it out, an invisible stream of information suddenly flooded into his mind without warning, brutally but clearly imprinting itself on the depths of his soul.
In an instant, Lin Chen's cheek twitched uncontrollably.
That was the look of someone who had been forcibly suppressed with extreme shock, his eyes surging with disbelief, and even his breath hitched.
Lin Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the surging divine power within him and the shock on his face. He bowed slightly to the wondrous Thunderous Hell Vine, his tone respectful:
"Senior, I did not intend to offend the remains of Senior Thor. I only entered this place in order to seek a glimmer of hope and break through my own predicament."
The vertical pupils of the Thunderous Hell Vine, formed from lightning, contracted slightly, and the purple lightning on the vines flickered, as if it were silently pondering.
A moment later, its aged voice rang out again, but this time it carried less murderous intent and more relief:
"I was born of the bloodline of the Thunder God and am His most loyal protector. Now that you have received the Thunder God's legacy, divine core, and bloodline, you are… the inheritor of the Thunder God's lineage."
It paused, and the calyx at the top of its flower turned slightly toward the huge dragon skeleton in the distance.
"That ancient dragon perished together with its master, and its corpse contained divine treasures. Since you are the inheritor, you can take those things as well."
Lin Chen's face instantly lit up with joy, and he quickly cupped his hands and bowed:
"Thank you for your kindness, senior!"
Without further hesitation, he turned and strode quickly toward the enormous dragon carcass, his heart filled with the opportunity that was about to be his.
But just as he turned his back to the Thunderous Hell Vine—
All the purple-gold lightning on the vine suddenly surged, and the originally gentle aura instantly became fierce and deadly!
Without the slightest hesitation, it unleashed its long-accumulated, all-encompassing lightning power from the entire ruins, slamming it fiercely into Lin Chen's back!
"boom--!!"
The lightning exploded, and Lin Chen didn't even have time to react before taking the full force of the blow.
He flew forward like a tattered rag with its strings cut, crashing heavily onto the Thunder Crystal ground, leaving a trail of blood several feet long.
Excruciating pain swept through his entire body, and the meridians that had just been repaired ruptured once again.
Lin Chen convulsed, struggling to support himself on the ground, slowly turning around, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with incomprehension and coldness.
He stared intently at the Thunderous Hell Vine, its killing intent overwhelming, his voice hoarse and trembling:
"Why... Senior, I am already the successor of the Thunder God... Why do you still want to kill me?"
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