Chapter 3: The Wisdom of the Dragon God Descends, and the Dragon God Inheritance is Obtained!
"The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness!"
Ye Han looked at the two giant dragons hovering around him. The shock and excitement in his heart were beyond words.
"Quick! Let me see how many levels of your innate soul power you have!" Ling Yuan could not hide her excitement and grabbed the crystal ball beside her.
"Hmm!"
Ye Han pressed the crystal ball with his little hand, and the ball gradually lit up with a dazzling light.
Ling Yuan and the frightened soul master were wildly guessing at this time. With twin demigod-level martial souls, Ye Han's innate soul power must be level 10!
Both of them thought their estimates were 100% accurate.
But when the crystal ball reached the limit it could bear, it still did not stop.
Only then did they realize that their vision was too small!
"Is this going to exceed the innate level 10 full soul power?" Ling Yuan widened her beautiful eyes and murmured in horror.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could anyone exceed the innate full soul power!" The soul master, who had been frightened half-silly, shook his head wildly and couldn't believe it.
"Buzz~~~"
At this moment, the light of the crystal ball gradually stopped rising.
Seeing this scene, Ling Yuan felt a little disappointed. "Hey, still can't break through to the innate tenth level full soul power?!"
The shock on the soul master's face suddenly turned into gloating. "Hahahaha! I said, how could anyone..."
"Boom--!"
Before he could finish his words, the crystal ball exploded with a bang, and fragments splashed in all directions.
"Ahhhh! How is this possible!!!"
The soul master's eyes suddenly bulged and he howled in shock. His endurance was like that of the exploding crystal ball. He couldn't bear it, and he was directly scared to death.
"This is a symbol of surpassing the innate tenth level full soul power!" Ling Yuan exclaimed, hurriedly holding Ye Han's little hand, and personally checking the specific value.
In her heart, she couldn't wait to know what level Ye Han's innate soul power was.
"Innate soul power: Level 20!!!"
After checking, Ling Yuan was immediately shocked and cried out.
Innate soul power reaching level 20? What a terrifying concept!
Before this, only the young master Qian Renxue in the entire continent had achieved this step. But that was with the blessing of the God-given martial soul.
And this little guy in front of her, although both of his martial souls were demigod-level martial souls, still had no such divine blessing, yet he was able to reach innate level 20 soul power!
"Innate soul power level 20?!" Ye Han was also stunned. He had never expected this.
Ling Yuan suddenly squatted down, excitedly hugged Ye Han into her arms, and said happily: "Little guy, you not only awakened twin demigod-level martial souls, but you also have innate level 20 soul power!"
"Do you know what this means? Sister tells you, this is unprecedented in the entire continent!"
The moment he was hugged into her arms, Ye Han's whole head was buried deep.
He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his blood boiled, and his heart pounded.
In this situation, how could he care about what she said? He just wanted to enjoy it.
But as Ling Yuan hugged him tighter and tighter, Ye Han's breathing became difficult, and he quickly said: "Sister... sister, you're too big... bah... you're hugging too tight, I... I can't breathe..."
Ling Yuan quickly let go of Ye Han, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered shyly: "Ah! Sorry, sister got too excited."
Seeing her shy appearance, Ye Han felt an itch in his heart.
Ling Yuan quickly adjusted herself and couldn't wait to ask: "Little guy, can you tell me your name and origin?!"
"Let me guess, are you from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect?!"
If the answer is no, she can let him join the Spirit Hall directly. If the answer is yes, she also believes she can make him change his sect.
After all, such an unprecedented existence has unlimited achievements in the future, and no one would let him go!
"Origin?"
Ye Han knew that he couldn't tell the truth. Otherwise, he would be suspected by the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect and Tang Hao.
"No... No! I am not from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect!"
"My name is Ye Han. I've had no parents since I was a child. I was raised by my grandfather."
"But he died when I was five years old. I'm an orphan now, wuwu..."
Ye Han made up a story to make it seem real.
He even threw himself into Ling Yuan's arms and cried.
Ling Yuan was startled at first, then she hugged Ye Han's head and stroked it with heartache, comforting him softly: "Xiao Han, don't cry, okay? Don't you still have a sister?"
Ye Han raised his head, looked at Ling Yuan with tears in his eyes, and pretended to be wronged: "Sister, are you willing to have me?"
Ling Yuan smiled happily and nodded: "Of course I am willing! But the premise is that you have to join the Spirit Hall and worship me as your teacher!"
Ye Han naturally knew what Ling Yuan meant. She just wanted to trap him.
But he was also very happy, and his original purpose was to join the Spirit Hall.
Although Ling Yuan's strength and status are among the lowest of the high-ranking leaders in the Spirit Hall, her character and personality are good, and she is a person worthy of trust.
Anyway, with such powerful martial souls, and knowing the original work, becoming a god would not be difficult.
In the early stages, it is enough to have a Titled Douluo as a backer. There's no need for strong strength or high status.
Ahem, I declare in advance! It is definitely not because I am greedy for Sister Ling Yuan's body that I agreed!
Thinking of this, Ye Han was ready to agree.
However, at this moment, Ye Han's mind went blank for a moment.
He felt the scene before him blur in an instant, and his consciousness was pulled by a mysterious force.
The next moment, Ye Han appeared in a vast and boundless dark void.
"Where is this? Why did I suddenly appear here?!" In such a situation, even Ye Han, who was familiar with the original work, was stunned.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded behind him: "Don't panic, this is your spiritual sea."
Who?!
Ye Han turned around and looked, and was immediately shocked on the spot.
What came into view was a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon, exuding endless power.
A pair of golden giant pupils were staring at him closely, bringing an extreme sense of oppression.
"Dragon? Who are you, and how did you appear in my spiritual sea?!" Ye Han didn't remember any such figure in Douluo, and he spoke in astonishment.
The next second, the ten-thousand-foot-long dragon opened its mouth slightly and slowly said: "I am the strongest god in the God Realm—the Dragon God!"
Dragon God?!
Ye Han was stunned.
Hadn't the Dragon God split into two long ago?
Seeing Ye Han's confusion, the Dragon God continued: "Boy, I know you're anxious, but don't worry, let me explain everything."
The Dragon God then explained everything.
Ye Han listened carefully and then suddenly realized everything.
It turned out that the Dragon God in front of him was the wisdom consciousness that had been split when the Dragon God split into two. He had been hiding in the God Realm for many years, trying to merge with his clone, the Golden Dragon King, but had never found a chance.
The other clone, the Silver Dragon King, had sealed his soul power and fallen asleep since escaping to the Douluo Continent, so he had no chance to merge.
This explained why the Silver Dragon King, who was said to have inherited the wisdom of the Dragon God, was an idiot and love-brained.
And because his consciousness had been floating outside for many years, his divine power had been declining, and it would not last long.
One Kun Moon ago, the Dragon God, moved by his own spirit of revenge, chose Ye Han as his successor.
The reason Ye Han awakened the Light and Dark Holy Dragon Martial Souls, as well as the innate twenty-level soul power, was all given by him.
His purpose was very simple: he wanted Ye Han to inherit his broken Dragon God throne and avenge the gods in the God Realm for him.
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