Douluo Continent: The Ice King's Resurrection

19. Red-level divine test, the torso and bones of a ten-thousand-year-old frost-covered ice dragon!

"The qualification assessment is complete. The believer's qualification has been assessed as top-level Red rank, and he can proceed to the Red rank divine test." As soon as the words were spoken, a beam of ice-blue light shot out from the octagonal ice crystal at the top of the ice pillar and shot straight into Ling Bingtian's chest.

Ling Bingtian was completely unaware of the light shooting out until it entered his body, at which point he realized something had entered him. A cool sensation gradually spread from his chest in eight directions, flowing throughout his entire body. It wasn't a bone-chilling cold, but rather a refreshing feeling like drinking an ice-cold soda on a hot summer day, giving Ling Bingtian an indescribable pleasure.

"Very good. Now you should be able to feel the presence of the divine seal. After you absorb your first soul ring, you can begin your first divine trial." It was still the Ice God's familiar indifferent tone, but this time there was a hint of joy in his words. He was happy to have finally found a successor so he could run away.

"Yes." Ling Bingtian bowed respectfully again in response. The octagonal mark on his chest, radiating a faint coolness, was undoubtedly the divine mark the Ice God had spoken of. The coolness was gradually fading, but Ling Bingtian could feel that as long as he injected his soul power into this divine mark, he could clearly sense its presence and even establish a connection with the Ice God through it.

"However," Ling Bingtian muttered to himself, "even if the Ice God's true form was once an octagonal Mystic Ice Grass, this is too much of a love for octagons; even his divine seal is octagonal."

"Now that you have accepted the divine test, you are my successor. Following the guidance of the previous Ice God, I will bestow upon you the gifts befitting a successor." The indifferent voice finally showed some warmth, and the content of the words delighted Ling Bingtian.

"Finally, the tense and exciting treasure chest opening part is here. What kind of treasure will it be? A divine artifact? A divine pill?" Ling Bingtian wondered to himself, but no matter what, he believed that the gods' efforts would not be small.

"Heh, what a coincidence. Luckily, I didn't take it with me when I ascended to the God Realm. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to give you such a treasure so easily." Recalling the advice of a certain God King, the Ice God spoke with a hint of a smile for the first time. Then, with a wave of his hand, a tremor appeared on the altar.

Ling Bingtian felt as if an earthquake had struck, with violent shaking coming from the ground, almost causing him to lose his footing. This shaking continued until Ling Bingtian noticed that a piece of ice crystal next to the central crystal tablet of the altar had cracked.

The shaking stopped, and Ling Bingtian steadied himself, only then noticing that a shimmering, icy-blue light was flashing from the crack. Unlike the blue of the altar and the surrounding sky, this icy-blue light was deeper and more solid, and it was continuing to intensify.

Before Ling Bingtian could even step forward to examine it, a large object flew out of the crack. The moment it emerged, the depth of the icy blue light reached its peak, then quickly dimmed, allowing Ling Bingtian to see its full form in astonishment.

A piece of soul bone!

A torso bone that is remarkably similar in shape to a human spine!

It's important to know that in the Douluo Continent, every Soul Master possesses Soul Rings, but Soul Bones are something that not everyone can have.

Soul rings are energy bodies that every soul beast will inevitably release upon death, while the probability of a soul bone appearing is one in ten thousand.

The higher the level of the soul beast, the greater the possibility of it dropping a soul bone after death. However, only the king of soul beasts, the 100,000-year soul beast, will definitely drop a 100,000-year soul bone with two soul skills when it is killed.

Any Soul Master who possesses a Soul Bone will immediately see a significant increase in strength, gaining a considerable advantage over Soul Masters of the same level who lack Soul Bones. Each Soul Master can possess a maximum of six Soul Bones: one for the head, one for the torso, and one for the limbs.

Among the six types of soul bones, the torso soul bone is the most precious and also the rarest. Next is the head soul bone, while the limb soul bones are relatively less precious.

Even so, soul bones will always be the most precious items at any auction in any country, and will always be in a state of being priceless and unavailable. Any soul bone, even the worst ten-year soul bone, will be worth at least 100,000 gold soul coins to be eligible for trading. But in most cases, gold soul coins are simply not enough to buy a soul bone.

At the same time, the value of an individual soul bone also depends on its completeness, that is, how similar it is to the corresponding bone structure in a human. The more similar a soul bone is to its corresponding human bone, the more powerful the skills it grants to the absorbing soul master, and the higher its value.

If it weren't for the enormous soul power fluctuations emanating from the spine that now appeared before Ling Bingtian, he would have thought it was a bone taken from a human body.

When he was a child, Ling Bingtian had visited the Ling family's treasure vault and seen several soul bones treasured there. However, even the best-quality piece, the left arm bone of a 20,000-year-old icefield giant crab, was far less complete than the one in front of him.

This shows just how precious this soul bone is! It is not only the most precious torso bone, but also so complete. It is hard to imagine what kind of powerful skills it will bring to its host!

"Now, judging from the Ice God's words, this incredibly precious, even priceless, torso bone belongs to him."

Even with Ling Bingtian's adult soul, he was still stunned by this windfall.

Seeing Ling Bingtian's utterly unseemly gaping mouth, the Ice God felt a surge of pride. This kid hadn't lost his composure since meeting him, far surpassing his ancestors. Now look at him, practically drooling with envy at the sight of his treasured possession!

However, he couldn't lose his aloof demeanor. Thinking of this, the Ice God straightened up even more, his face displaying disdain for Ling Bingtian's loss of composure. He said contemptuously, "This soul bone is called the 100,000-year-old Frost Dragon Torso Bone, which is what you now call the Ancient Ice Dragon. This is a soul bone that I obtained when I was having a feast. Because it had just broken through the 100,000-year limit, I disdained to use it and kept it here to wait for its destined owner to appear. Now it seems that you are that destined owner."

In truth, the Ice God was also secretly heartbroken. How could he have dared to hunt dragons back then? Not to mention himself, even the Ice God back then wouldn't have dared to do that! In the God Realm at that time, the Dragon God was still alive. Even without mentioning the Dragon God, the bunch of Dragon Kings under his command and their subordinates were enough to give the Ice God a hard time.

This Frost Dragon skeleton was actually something I found in a dragon battle pit. The one fighting in the pit was the owner of this Frost Dragon skeleton, and both of them died in the battle, which is how I managed to get this bargain.

Unfortunately, only the Frost Dragon dropped a piece of its torso bone; the other side didn't drop a soul bone. Even more regrettable was that he had already fused with a 100,000-year-old torso bone, so facing this even more powerful Frost Dragon torso bone, he could only drool helplessly, unable to absorb it.

Therefore, after becoming a god, to avoid seeing it and having trouble with it, he chose to leave this incomparably precious Frost Dragon skeleton at the altar. Unexpectedly, it ended up being used by his successor.

Moreover, the frost dragon skeleton, which had absorbed its own divine power for many years beneath the altar, had probably broken through to a completely new level, from its original level of just breaking through to a level of not long after 100,000 years.

"You got off easy, kid." Looking at Ling Bingtian, who was slowly recovering from his shock, the Ice God sighed inwardly.