166: Chapter 166 Luo Xiu's Remains!

[Ding! Your level has increased to Level 61!]

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[Ding! Your level has increased to Level 65!]

Golden light flashed repeatedly on Lu Yin's body, surprisingly allowing him to increase 5 levels in an instant.

"Holy crap."

Lu Yin's face was filled with surprise; he hadn't expected Hill to be able to instantly kill so many undead creatures.

"How many more of these skills that are super effective against undead creatures do you have?"

Lu Yin looked at Hill's pretty face and couldn't help but ask.

"Master, there are two more."

"The power of the undead is naturally subordinate to the power of death, and my power reigns supreme over all undead."

"So besides Death Canopy, I also master 'Return to Silence' and 'Eternal Slumber'."

"'Return to Silence' allows undead creatures within range to return directly to the source of death, completely purifying their soul fires."

"This skill has absolute suppression over the undead, but it consumes a lot of energy."

"As for 'Eternal Slumber'..." Hill paused.

"It is a forbidden spell that can plunge undead creatures into an eternal sleep."

"However, this skill requires a long preparation time and is not very practical in actual combat."

Lu Yin nodded thoughtfully; it seemed Hill was his trump card for dealing with the Undead Race.

Continuing deeper into the battlefield, the surrounding undead creatures seemed to sense Hill's presence.

They didn't dare to approach anymore, but instead retreated like a tide.

Lu Yin's pressure decreased sharply, but his health was still continuously dropping; he had to race against time.

After passing through a hill piled with giant skeletons, a broken black altar appeared ahead.

The surroundings of the altar were filled with an almost viscous abyssal aura, and countless twisted resentful souls wailed and circled in the air.

And in the center of the altar, a skeletal remains clad in tattered armor, leaning against a broken greatsword, sat there quietly.

Even after enduring years of erosion, the skeleton still radiated a heart-stirring majesty and tragic heroism.

In the chest of the skeleton, a pitch-black bone spike was embedded, surrounded by an ominous aura.

That was exactly what was left by the fatal blow of the Abyssal Demon Emperor, Aiolia.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you actually ran all the way here."

Seemingly sensing the aura of those remains, the sleeping remnant soul of Aiolia woke up at some point.

"It really is a nostalgic scene..."

Aiolia's remnant soul let out a low laugh in Lu Yin's consciousness, carrying a complex and inexplicable meaning.

"How does it feel to see your enemy?"

Lu Yin smiled in his heart and replied disdainfully.

"Hmph, just a mere pile of withered bones."

Aiolia's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a bit of disdain, yet also faintly revealing a hint of wariness.

"Hehe, soon, it won't be withered bones anymore."

Lu Yin had a mysterious look on his face, saying something that Aiolia couldn't understand.

Afterwards, he no longer paid attention to Aiolia and walked straight toward the remains radiating a majestic aura.

The closer he got to the altar, the thicker the abyssal aura permeating the air became.

The black mist had almost condensed into a physical form, swirling around the altar.

[Corroded by abyssal aura, HP -800 per second]

The system prompt sounded again, and Lu Yin's health had already dropped below half.

He didn't dare to be careless anymore and immediately took out a bottle of high-grade health potion from his backpack and gulped it down.

Lu Yin stepped onto the broken altar step by step; the black stone beneath his feet was full of cracks, yet it remained solid.

The closer he got, the stronger the suffocating pressure became.

The air was filled with tragic heroism and unwillingness, as if the hero's final fighting spirit had not yet dissipated.

In the center of the altar, the remains leaning against the broken sword finally appeared clearly before his eyes.

The skeleton's frame was extremely tall; even in a withered sitting posture, one could still imagine the upright and pine-like heroic posture he had while alive.

The armor he wore must have been brilliant and dazzling once, but now it was tattered and worn, showing a dark, mysterious black color.

It was covered with crisscrossing claw marks and corroded pits,

especially the chest and abdomen area, which was almost completely shattered, telling of the tragic intensity of that battle.

The most eye-catching thing was the pitch-black bone spike that pierced through his chest.

The bone spike was about the length of an arm, its material seeming like bone yet not bone, and its surface was surrounded by a viscous black mist that seemed alive.

It continuously corroded the surrounding skeleton and armor, emitting a pure and extreme evil and ominous aura.

It was precisely this fatal blow from the Demon Emperor Aiolia that took this hero's life.

"Luo Xiu..."

Lu Yin silently recited the hero's name in his heart and slowly extended his palm.

"Death Soul Extraction!"

Taking a deep breath, as Lu Yin activated the skill, a cold and powerful death energy surged from his palm.

Like countless fine black threads, it slowly wrapped around the majestic skeleton.

[Ding! Extraction successful, obtained mythic grade death soul!]

The next second, the success prompt appeared, and Lu Yin felt a surge of joy in his heart.

As the system prompt sounded, an indescribably massive soul power suddenly surged from the skeleton, condensing into a brilliant and dazzling golden orb of light.

Within that light orb, a tall figure could be vaguely seen, radiating a heart-palpitating majesty.

"Mythic grade..." A burning light flashed in Lu Yin's eyes.

"This, this is..."

At the moment the golden light orb appeared, a powerful voice came from within it.

The voice was full of surprise; he looked around and finally locked his gaze on Lu Yin.

"Who are you? Why can you awaken my remnant soul?"

Lu Yin stared at the golden soul light orb and said in a deep voice,

"Senior Luo Xiu, it was I who awakened you."

Luo Xiu's remnant soul vibrated slightly in the void, and the figure within the golden light seemed to fall into a brief contemplation.

The thick surrounding abyssal aura seemed to be pulled by something and began to stir restlessly.

"So that's how it is... You came for my power."

Luo Xiu's voice carried a hint of realization, yet it also contained a hidden vigilance.

"But do you know what is suppressed beneath this altar?"

"I know, the Abyssal Demon Emperor."

Luo Xiu's remnant soul was silent for a moment, and the golden light orb trembled slightly, as if recalling that earth-shattering battle.

"Young man, since you know the Demon Emperor is suppressed here, you still dare to come and disturb the peace of this place?"

Lu Yin's expression remained unchanged: "Senior, a wisp of the remnant soul of the Demon Emperor Aiolia is now inside my body."

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Xiu's remnant soul suddenly erupted with brilliant golden light, and a sharp killing intent instantly locked onto Lu Yin.

"What?! You dare to associate with the Demon Emperor!"

"Senior, you've misunderstood," Lu Yin explained calmly.

"Aiolia's soul has already escaped; what's below is merely an empty shell."

Hearing this, the golden light of Luo Xiu's remnant soul slightly retracted, but that sharp pressure did not completely dissipate.

"Has he already escaped?"