Chapter 43: Bone Melting into Ring "Yes, in such a short time, your spirit power has broken through to the next level. Your teacher is very pleased." The familiar voice sounded again at this moment. Huo Yuhao was startled, and the next second he appeared in his own sea of ​​​​consciousness. In the white sea of ​​clouds, a stream of air emerged from the gray bead that was originally located in the corner of the spiritual sea, and condensed into a figure in a black robe again. At this time, Alex rarely lifted up his black robe, revealing his true face underneath the robe. I saw that he had a head full of white hair and a sad expression. The traces of time turned into wrinkles all over the old man's face. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, but at this moment they were filled with relief. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he looked at Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao hurriedly asked: "Teacher, why are you awake?" "Silly child, didn't I tell you that when you reach level 20, I will wake up and pass on all my life's work, the Undead Magic, to you!" "After waking up this time, I remembered a lot of things. Perhaps, after passing my inheritance to you this time, I may never wake up again."

Alex looked up at the sky, a look of relief on his face. The nature of these words is somewhat similar to a last will. Huo Yuhao was greatly shocked when he heard this, and looked reluctant. Although he had only met Master Yi two or three times in the past few months, Huo Yuhao remembered deeply the love and care that the old man had shown him. Hearing that the old man was about to leave him, Huo Yuhao asked unwillingly: "Teacher, is there nothing I can do for you?" Upon hearing this, Alex laughed and said, "Fool, I'm already dead, why do you need to do anything for me? What's more, I haven't completely disappeared. It's just that this soul fragment remains, and it will be very difficult to wake up again from now on." "Thinking back on my life, when I was young, I was the son of destiny, with countless expectations. When I was young, I was a pride, a leader, and admired by thousands of people. When I was middle-aged, I was victimized and despised by thousands of people. I was filled with rage and fell into the abyss. When I was old, I turned into a vengeful evil spirit and finally killed my enemy with my own hands, but what is lost can never be regained." "I never thought that after my death, this fragment of my spiritual consciousness could actually accept such a good disciple in another world. Heaven is kind to me!" Alex looked at Huo Yuhao, his eyes full of relief. "Yuhao, my last bit of spiritual power is still useful. A teacher is someone who plans everything for his disciples. If you have any difficulties, just tell me." Huo Yuhao looked reluctant, but he also knew that now was not the time to be fussy, so he said, “Teacher, I have now broken through to level 20, but I don’t have a spirit ring, so my strength cannot be improved. Do you have any solution?” After a brief pause, Alex said, "The rules of this world are really strange. Without the so-called spirit ring, practitioners can't break through the realm. If you want to improve your strength, there is only one way, which is to add spirit rings." "But I see that the so-called spirit ring that the big bug gave you is just a carrier of energy. If you can extract the core energy from other energy carriers and fuse it with your martial spirit, it should also become your spirit ring." Huo Yuhao suddenly thought of something when he heard this. He withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and took out two strangely shaped bones from the storage ring. One bone was a pitch-black left arm bone, and the other was a purple bone shaped like an arrow. These were the two ten thousand year old soul bones that Huo Yuhao obtained from Dai Huabin and Zhou Yi respectively. "Teacher, do you think these two soul bones can extract energy and merge with my martial soul?" In his mind, Alex quickly sensed it with his spiritual sense and said, "These two are probably the remains of powerful creatures after their death. I can feel that the core energy of their life is still left in these two bones."

"I should be able to use undead magic to extract the remaining energy and merge it with your martial spirit. But which bone do you want to use? After extracting the energy, the carrier should be destroyed." Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao made a choice in his heart almost instantly. Without hesitation, he shook the skull of the Night Tapir in his right hand and said, "Take this, Teacher." The Dream Tapir was originally a very rare spiritual beast on Douluo Continent, which matched Huo Yuhao's attributes perfectly. More importantly, according to Zhang Lexuan, the Dream Tapir's soul skill was to control dreams. This ability could be combined with his Sharingan to unleash great power. "Okay! Now that it's decided, Yuhao, sit cross-legged and concentrate. Next, I will extract the energy from this bone and inject it into your martial spirit. You must withstand it and integrate it!" “Yes, teacher.” Huo Yuhao immediately gathered his spirits, waiting to absorb the energy in this soul bone into his own soul ring. This nightmare tapir skull represents the result of ten thousand years of cultivation. In other words, if the absorption is successful, then Huo Yuhao’s second soul ring will also be the result of ten thousand years of cultivation! Of course, the prerequisite is that Huo Yuhao can successfully absorb the energy left by the dream tapir beast with ten thousand years of cultivation. The second soul ring is a ten thousand year soul ring, and telling others about it would scare a lot of people. The next moment, the purple soul bone in Huo Yuhao's hand floated up, and a black airflow rose out of thin air from Huo Yuhao's body. The black airflow is as black as ink and filled with the breath of death, which is daunting. The next moment, the black airflow completely enveloped the purple soul bone. After just a few minutes, an incredible scene happened. The purple bones in the black airflow seemed to have been dissolved and completely disappeared. Instead, a miniature beast rushed left and right in the black fog, trying to break free from control. This little beast has a long nose, is purple all over, has very short limbs, and its overall appearance looks somewhat funny and cute. But no matter how the little animal struggled, it could not escape the confinement of the black airflow. The black airflow slowly approached Huo Yuhao's forehead. The next second, the little beast sank into Huo Yuhao's forehead and completely merged with him. Huo Yuhao opened his eyes and saw a purple soul beast appear in the sea of ​​​​spirituality in front of him. When the soul beast saw Huo Yuhao, it was immediately frightened and ran away. But immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea underwent earth-shaking changes. He looked down and found that he had turned back into the appearance of Huo Yuhao as a child in his memory, and in front of him was Dai Huabin and his four evil servants. Dai Huabin and his four evil servants were walking towards him aggressively. “Hmph, an illusion? Just a grain of sand, not half as good as me!” Huo Yuhao was not confused by the scene in front of him. Instead, his eyes closed and opened, and the Sharingan reappeared. The illusion before my eyes shattered into countless pieces like a mirror. Huo Yuhao returned to his spiritual world again. When the little purple beast saw that Huo Yuhao was not controlled by his own fantasy, an anthropomorphic look of fear appeared on its face, and it immediately tried to run away. Huo Yuhao snorted coldly, lightning flashed on his hand, and he waved his hand. The next second, the purple little beast turned into ashes and disappeared.

At this moment, two soul rings slowly rose under Huo Yuhao, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in the room. In addition to a familiar white soul ring, the second soul ring also appeared. The color of the second soul ring is striking. black! (End of this chapter)