Lin Chen's gaze swept over the three treasures, and he instantly understood. His eyes flashed with barely suppressed joy.
That crystal flowing with liquid lightning slurry is the Thunder Dragon King's divine core, which shares the same origin as the Thunder God's divine core, yet carries the unique ferocity and domineering nature of the dragon race; that bead pulsating like a dragon's heart is the Thunder Dragon King's natal dragon core, which condenses the essence of his entire life, and can be called the dragon race's supreme treasure; and those long, crystal-clear amethyst dragon horns are an unimaginable opportunity—a divine-level external soul bone!
In the entire Douluo Continent, external soul bones are already one in ten thousand, and those of god-level quality exist only in legends.
Lin Chen slowly turned his head, looking at Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng, who was lying on the ground, his body crackling with lightning, barely alive. A playful and delighted smile appeared on his lips, his tone carrying a hint of mockery, as well as the composure of a victor:
"How much do you hate Thor? You guarded this treasure trove containing a god-level external soul bone, keeping it a secret from me, and risked your life to stop me..."
"But I still have to thank you. After all this scheming, in the end, all these incredible opportunities still benefited our Thor lineage, didn't they?"
The Thunderous Hell Vine, already on its last legs, convulsed violently upon hearing Lin Chen's words. Enraged, it unleashed a torrent of curses, its voice hoarse and frenzied:
"How much do I hate him? He beat me so badly that my soul was shattered, leaving me only able to survive by parasitizing this vine. How could I not hate him! Kid, don't get cocky. Even if I die, I will never let you go as a vengeful ghost!"
Lin Chen chuckled, his tone relaxed yet slightly mocking:
"You're already dead, why won't you let me go? Do you think you can crawl out of the underworld and bite me?"
He was too lazy to waste any more words on this dying creature. With a wave of his hand, a gentle yet irresistible purple-gold divine power enveloped the Dragon Core, the Thunder Dragon King's Divine Core, and the pair of divine dragon horns with attached soul bones. The three treasures transformed into three streams of light and were steadily stored in his spatial ring.
He's not in a hurry to absorb it right now.
The reason is simple—
Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng is not completely dead yet.
Lin Chen deliberately left it alive.
This thing has survived from the ancient war of gods to the present day, possessing the remnant soul of the Thunder Dragon King and the body of the Thunder God Vine. Its foundation is unfathomable. If it were to drop another external soul bone, that would be a huge profit.
Lin Chen had already clearly seen from the inherited memories why it was so desperate to seize the Thor's bloodline:
It parasitizes the Yama Vine, which is nurtured by the bloodline of the Thunder God. Only by devouring the complete bloodline of the Thunder God can the remnant soul of the Thunder Dragon King be reborn, transcend the vine's body, and advance further.
But now, all those beautiful dreams have been shattered by Lin Chen.
Opportunities were snatched away, heritage was stolen, and even the treasures of their own ancestral home were taken away.
At this moment, the Thunder Dragon King was probably so filled with hatred that even his soul was bleeding.
Lin Chen turned around, facing the dying Thunderous Hell Vine on the verge of collapse, a genuinely "sincere" smile on his face, even slightly bowing with his hands clasped, his tone carrying just the right amount of gratitude:
"In that case, on behalf of myself, I would like to formally express my gratitude to you—thank you for preparing a high-quality spirit ring that is over 80,000 years old for me, and... a spirit bone that may be an external spirit bone!"
He paused, the playful glint in his eyes impossible to conceal:
"Honestly, you're too kind."
When the Thunderous Hell Vine heard the words "a soul ring of over 80,000 years", its entire body stiffened abruptly. Then, a surge of violent anger and despair instantly rushed into its vertical pupils formed by lightning!
It reacted instantly—
Lin Chen has broken through to level 30!
The moment Lin Chen absorbed the power of the Thor artifact, he had already completed his breakthrough. Now, all he needs is a spirit ring to unlock a new spirit ring configuration!
And this Thunderous Hell Vine, which was severely damaged and unable to even self-destruct, was the source of that most perfect and top-tier soul ring!
What made it even more suffocating was that Lin Chen had even calculated the external soul bones that might fall off its body.
Lei Mingyan Yuteng felt a chill in his heart. He was so angry that his whole body was crackling with lightning, but he couldn't muster even the slightest strength to resist.
This isn't about inheriting a legacy; it's about squeezing every last drop of blood from the corpse!
It knew perfectly well that, given its current state of rampaging lightning power and shattered meridians, the chance of it obtaining a spirit ring and external spirit bone upon its complete death was as high as 90%.
But what can it do?
He had exhausted even the last bit of his divine energy, and couldn't even self-destruct. He could only watch helplessly as he turned into a stepping stone on Lin Chen's path to growth.
This kind of despair is a hundred times more painful than death itself.
The more Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng thought about it, the more frustrated and resentful he became. His vine body convulsed violently a few times, his anger stuck in his soul, unable to rise or fall. In the end, he couldn't catch his breath and fainted from anger!
"Bang—"
A black, 80,000-year-old soul ring with purple-gold lightning patterns slowly rose from its body, its aura calm and rich.
Lin Chen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Wow, you were so angry that you died? A god-level powerhouse who died of anger... no, a god-level crippled dragon, you're probably the first one in Douluo Continent."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle yet helpless voice suddenly came from his mind. It was Ah Yin:
"You're so inhumane! The person is almost dead, and you're stabbing them in the wound."
Lin Chen shrugged indifferently, speaking with self-righteousness:
"It tried to kill me first, okay? Now I'm asking it to create more value for me, to get me a spirit ring, or a spirit bone, so what?"
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the pitch-black spirit ring, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
This wave of profits is absolutely phenomenal.
Without further hesitation, Lin Chen sat cross-legged on the spot and slowly guided the 80,000-year-old Thunderous Hell Vine Soul Ring, which was jet black and shimmered with purple-gold lightning patterns, to the top of his head, and began to absorb it with a calm mind.
He had already made up his mind that he would attach this spirit ring to the Blue Silver Emperor as its third spirit ring. As for the Thor's Hammer, he did not plan to pair it with a pure lightning attribute spirit ring for the time being—firstly, the Thor's Hammer was already the ultimate source of lightning, and adding another lightning attribute spirit ring would be redundant; secondly, he possessed the complete inheritance of the Thor, and would have god-level power to pursue in the future, without being limited to ordinary spirit beasts.
The power of the 80,000-year-old spirit ring was violent and domineering. Even with the dual suppression of the Thunder God bloodline and the Blue Silver Emperor spirit, the absorption process was still extremely difficult. The purple-gold lightning power and the light blue life energy collided and merged wildly within his body. Cold sweat beaded on Lin Chen's forehead, and the light around him flickered. It took him more than half an hour to finally completely integrate the spirit ring into his body, achieving perfect harmony with his Blue Silver Emperor spirit.
A brand new soul skill power surged into his mind—
Third Soul Skill: Blue Silver Netherworld Thunder Prison!
What surprised him even more was that this spirit ring had growth potential; it could increase its age by continuously absorbing the power of lightning, and its future potential was limitless.
But when Lin Chen stood up and carefully sensed his surroundings, the joy on his face slowly froze, and he frowned.
He focused intently for a long time, but there were no signs of soul-bond fusion in his body, nor were there any new treasures in his spatial ring.
"Could it be... that unlucky?"
Lin Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself, his face full of confusion and resentment.
"Logically speaking, the Thunderous Hell Vine is a super soul beast that carries the remnant soul of the Thunder Dragon King. Before it died, it hated me so much that its soul exploded. It was also in a state of power rampage and on the verge of self-destruction. The probability of it exploding with an external soul bone is extremely high. How come there is nothing?"
He scanned the lifeless remains of the Thunderous Hell Vine on the ground, his eyes filled with doubt.
Even though everything pointed to a guaranteed soul bone drop, in the end, all I got were soul rings, but no soul bone.
Could this incredible stroke of luck have ultimately fallen short of this final step?
After pondering for a while, Lin Chen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his eyes lit up, and he instantly stared at the remains of the Thunderous Hell Vine on the ground.
Without saying a word, he once again condensed pure purple-gold thunder god power in his palm, transforming it into a thin and sharp thunder blade, and bent down to quickly dissect the vine.
Breaking through the charred and cracked outer layer, penetrating deep into the core of the vine marrow, a mysterious and eerie dark purple light suddenly came into view.
It was an external soul bone shaped like a miniature sword, about the length of a palm. The blade was slender and smooth, formed entirely from the most concentrated power of the Thunder Dragon's divine soul and the essence of the Thunder God Vine. Its surface was covered with fine, hair-like purple-gold lightning patterns, like natural divine engravings. A pale golden light slowly flowed along the spine of the sword, and the edge of the blade gleamed with a cold, chilling light. Even lying there quietly, it exuded a terrifying, violent thunderous power, as if it could tear through the void at any moment.
This is the most core and precious external soul bone within the Thunderous Hell Vine!
"It's done!"
Lin Chen was overjoyed, and his eyes instantly blazed with intense light. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
He carefully picked up the purple sword-shaped soul bone, feeling the surging lightning power within it. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged, placed the soul bone between his eyebrows, and focused his mind to absorb and fuse it.
The purplish-gold light of the bloodline and the dark purple lightning of the soul bone complemented each other, and a fusion of the external soul bone officially began.
The moment the absorption and fusion were complete, Lin Chen clenched his palm, and the purple sword-shaped external soul bone instantly transformed into a stream of light, merging into his limbs and bones, before solidifying and manifesting in his hand. He lightly stroked the sword with his fingertips, fully comprehending all the abilities granted by the soul bone, his eyes filled with undisguised joy.
This soul bone actually possesses two form transformations, making it a perfect match for his two martial souls:
First Form - Sword Form
The sword is straight and sharp, with endless purple-gold lightning patterns. Its texture is as tough as divine iron, and it has armor-piercing and tearing effects when it is swung. Its fierce killing aura soars into the sky, and every strike carries the domineering power of thunder.
Second form – Whip form
The sword instantly softened and extended, transforming into a long, flexible thunder vine whip, as supple as the Thunderous Hell Vine. It could extend and wrap around at will, and the whip was covered with tiny thunder spikes, which could both bind the enemy and continuously unleash lightning to erode them, combining offense and defense.
Its core soul skill is only one, but its power is immense—Thunder God's Heavenly Punishment.
In sword form, it can unleash a giant lightning blade, detonating a wide-ranging thunderstorm; in whip form, once it tightly binds an enemy, it will be infused with violent lightning power, piercing through the soul and body from the inside. Both forms are extremely lethal.
Lin Chen played with the soul bone weapon in his hand, becoming more and more satisfied with it. He softly spoke, giving it a name:
"From now on, your name will be Lei Yujian."
Lin Chen flicked his wrist, retrieving the Thunder Prison Sword from his body, and the purple-gold lightning around him gradually subsided. He turned around and quietly gazed at the Thunder God's remains, which sat peacefully, its majesty undiminished despite the passage of countless ages. The previous mockery and sharpness were gone from his eyes, replaced by deep respect.
Recalling the unparalleled power of the Thunder God from his inherited memories—a power unmatched by heaven and earth, invincible below the God-King level, and dominating the universe—Lin Chen's expression turned solemn as he murmured to himself:
"Senior, having inherited all your legacy and received your bloodline and divine core as a gift, I would never allow you to be left to rot in the wilderness, with no one to bury you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and summoned Thor's Hammer, infusing the hammer with purple-gold divine power. Lin Chen strode to an open space not far away, exerted force with both arms, and slammed Thor's Hammer, carrying the power of a thousand thunderbolts, into the ground!
"boom--!!"
With a deafening roar, the incredibly hard crystal ground was smashed into a massive, perfectly square crater several meters deep, its walls smooth as a mirror, just the right size to hold Thor's remains.
Lin Chen put away the hammer, walked slowly towards Thor, and carefully lifted the majestic divine body with gentle movements, full of awe.
He wanted to ensure that this fallen ancient god could truly rest in peace.
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