Chapter 297 Passing the Second Level Assessment

Facing a three-headed bone snake, Yang Ping'an could deal with it easily, but as he climbed higher floors, the number of three-headed bone snakes increased. Especially when Yang Ping reached the twentieth floor, there was already a three-headed bone snake king, who was terrifyingly powerful. Even if Yang Ping'an used the black crystal protective shield, it was broken in an instant. Fortunately, with his years of combat skills and his powerful self-created soul skills, he put all his efforts into killing him.

However, when Yang Ping'an entered the 21st floor, he was surprised again, because what he encountered on the 21st floor was actually the Hell Demon Bear, a very powerful bear-like soul beast. It is very rare in the world of soul masters and is said to only grow in some extremely dark environments.

Yang Ping'an can now use his second soul skill, and his soul power has reached level 30. He only needs the third soul ring to use it.

But Yang Ping'an felt strange. Normally, the divine test always had a certain purpose and was definitely not an ordinary arrangement. Yang Ping'an thought about it carefully and found that this floor seemed to be related to his soul ring.

The skeleton warhorses from the first to tenth levels are somewhat similar to the soul beast Xuanjin Mingjia Turtle of his first soul ring. Their attacks are not strong but their defense is excellent, but they make up for the disadvantage of Xuanjin Mingjia Turtle's slow speed.

The three-headed bone snake from the eleventh to the twentieth layer is somewhat similar to the purple-gold dragon-patterned python of the second soul ring. They both belong to the snake family, but have the energy of death and darkness, as if they are some kind of special choice.

The 21st floor confirmed Yang Ping'an's point of view. The Hell Demon Bear was somewhat similar to the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear, but it also possessed powerful dark attribute energy, which seemed to resonate with each of his soul rings.

Especially every time when the soul ring skills can be used, it seems that because of passing the previous floors, the energy properties in the soul ring seem to have begun to change, turning towards darkness.

Especially when Yang Ping'an used the soul ring skills continuously, the use of the soul ring became more proficient, as if he understood better what soul beast his soul ring came from, or in other words, he understood more about the use of soul ring energy.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an gradually understood the intention of the god of death. This Tower of Death is definitely not static. Each level is a great training to make himself more compatible with the attributes of the god of death.

After thinking all this through, Yang Ping'an did not rush to start breaking through the levels. Instead, he tried his best to use the corresponding soul ring skills to fight against the enemy, and tried to comprehend the corresponding self-created soul skills from the soul ring.

For example, when facing the Hell Demon Bear, Yang Pingan tried his best to use his second soul skill, the Purple Gold Ray. Originally, he had developed a variant skill of light cutting based on the Purple Gold Ray. However, after previous consecutive battles with the three-headed bone snake, he began to gradually understand some of the properties of snakes. After continuous battles with the Hell Demon Bear, it seemed that he could come up with some new soul skills, such as controlling the turning of light, or controlling the direction of light energy, and gradually comprehending the light entanglement or light control skills.

Yang Ping'an adopted similar strategies in all the following levels. This Tower of Death did not seem like a test, but rather a place used by the God of Death to train inheritors, or it could be said that it was a kind of inheritance.

After several months, Yang Ping'an finally passed the 90th floor and reached the 91st floor.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's golden dragon's nine soul rings are all usable, his soul power has reached level ninety-one, and even the first soul ring of his martial soul has begun to be used.

But when he arrived at the ninety-first floor, he couldn't help swallowing again, because there was not one soul beast on the ninety-first floor, but three soul beasts.

In front of us are three giant ants. They are not the Thousand-Jun Ant Kings, but three Soul-Eating Ants, which appear to be 100,000 years old.

This means that Yang Ping'an now has to challenge three soul-eating ants at the same time. You must know that these are three real hundred thousand year old soul beasts, and they can also be said to be legendary soul beasts.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an finally understood why the Weird King said that there was no problem with his own martial soul absorbing other types of soul rings, it would just be more painful. It turned out that the real pain came from here.

If one wants to make one's own martial spirit ring truly stronger and truly possess dark attributes, the difficulty of this test will indeed be doubled.

Especially the ninety-first and ninety-third floors were filled with soul-eating ants, and as the floors went up, the strength of the soul-eating ants became stronger and stronger, which was simply despairing.

Especially when the three soul-eating ants attacked at the same time, they actually seemed to be coordinating with each other. They were incredibly powerful, and had strong devouring properties. As long as they fought, it seemed that the soul power would be swallowed up unknowingly.

Every battle to the end was a purest collision of strength and body with these three soul-eating ants. I had no idea how many bites I had on my body. It felt like every bite was accompanied by some kind of poison from the soul-eating ants, which was simply excruciating pain.

But what Yang Ping'an didn't know was that every time he was bitten by the soul-eating ants, it seemed that the energy of death and darkness began to merge into his body, and his golden martial soul actually began to slowly change.

At the 94th floor, the opponent was no longer the Soul-Eating Ant, but a gigantic Netherworld White Tiger. It was obviously more than 100,000 years old and seemed to be countless times stronger than the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger encountered at the beginning.

Then Yang Ping'an came to the ninety-fifth floor, and the ones he had to fight were three blood-eyed demon apes. That is to say, if he absorbed a dark attribute spirit ring, he would be fighting a relatively powerful soul beast, but if it was not a dark attribute spirit ring, he would be fighting three of them.

The last four levels are the most terrifying. They are all soul beasts of the highest quality with dark attributes, and their strength is at least three hundred thousand years. Even though Yang Ping'an has now fully recovered his strength, it is still very difficult for him to fight.

When he reached the 100th floor, Yang Ping'an felt even more desperate, because the person in front of him was not someone else but the black dragon Di Tian whom he had met in the Star Dou Great Forest. However, judging from the situation at the scene, it should be the God of Death who imitated Di Tian, ​​and it seemed that he was much weaker than Di Tian himself. At least Yang Ping'an could not feel that he had a yin and yang balanced dual soul core in his body, but his strong physique was probably not much different from Di Tian's.

The 100th level was also the most difficult level. Yang Pingan had no idea how many bones he had broken and how many wounds he had received. However, facing this level of Extreme Douluo master, he could not be careless. Especially Di Tian's Dragon God Claw and Black Dragon Sword, Yang Pingan almost died in his hands several times, and he barely survived by relying on various soul bones and various means.

Yang Ping'an fought for more than ten days in the last level. Almost every bit of his soul power was exhausted before he barely achieved the final victory. He himself bled too much and fainted on the ground.

When Yang Ping'an woke up again, he was already at the top of the Tower of Death. He seemed to be able to overlook the entire Death Forest. The top floor had also changed greatly and turned into an underground palace again.

A voice reached Yang Ping'an's ears: "You have passed the second test of the Death God's Nine Tests. Your affinity with the Death God will increase by 20%."

The scarlet eyes of this weird king seemed to be captivating: "Yang Ping'an, congratulations, you passed the assessment of the Death Tower in just three months. It seems that I underestimated you."

Yang Pingan stood up despite the severe pain in his body and said, "Lord Death, can you tell me whether I am in the Death Palace or the Death Tower?"

The Weird King laughed strangely: "This depends on you. The 100th floor of the Tower of Death is the Death Palace. It is because of the existence of you, the inheritor, and because you have passed the assessment of the Tower of Death that the Tower of Death will truly reappear in the world."

Yang Pingan had a puzzled look on his face: "Lord Death, could this Death Tower also be a divine weapon? Otherwise, how could it exist for such a long time?"

The Weird King snorted coldly: "Divine weapon? Haha, this Tower of Death is a true super divine weapon, its power is not weaker than the Scythe of Death, and it has various magical uses. It can be called a top-notch product."

"It's too early to tell you about the Tower of Death now. You still need to go through the assessment, and you have no way out now. Either pass or die."

As the Weird King finished speaking, a voice reached Yang Ping'an's ears again: "The third of the Nine Tests of the God of Death, enter the Forgotten River, and stay in the Forgotten River for 9981 days. There is no time limit, and failure will result in death."

Yang Pingan was also confused when he saw the content of the assessment: "Lord Death, didn't you say that we need to stay in the Forgotten River for 9981 days? Why is there no time limit?"

The Weird King said in a deep voice: "The so-called unlimited time means that you can go to the Forgotten River now or in the future, but I suggest that you go before your wounds heal, so that the effect will be better."

When passing the 100th floor of the Tower of Death, Yang Pingan himself was already seriously injured, with wounds all over his body, as if his whole body would shatter at any time. But he did not expect that the Weird King would actually suggest that he take the test right away. Could it be that this test had other purposes?

Yang Pingan didn't think much about it: "Lord Death, if that's the case, then I can do the test now."

Weird King said: "You have to think this through carefully. The third test of the God of Death is the most dangerous of all the tests. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out."

"Although your first two tests were difficult, they were basically tailored to your own strength. The danger is not as high as you think. The Forgotten River is not that simple. If you practice to level 99, perhaps the probability of passing will be higher. If you take the test now, the probability of surviving is less than one in ten, or even lower."

Yang Pingan did not hesitate at all: "Thank you for your guidance, Lord Death. I am ready now. Please make the arrangements."

The Weird King nodded: "Okay, since you are not afraid of death, then I will fulfill your wish. I hope you will take care of yourself."

As the Weird King waved his hand, the entire Death Palace seemed to be spinning. When Yang Ping'an came to his senses, he came to the end of the Netherworld Road again, but there seemed to be a black door opened at the end of the Netherworld Road, and no one knew where it led to.

"It's not too late to regret now. You can continue to practice and make yourself stronger before taking the test."

Yang Ping'an knew very well that at this point he had no way out, so instead of hesitating, he might as well move forward.

Yang Ping'an stepped through the black door and seemed to have come to a strange world.

The entire world seemed extremely desolate and pitch black everywhere. Bursts of light blue light came from the sky, which was somewhat similar to the original City of Slaughter.

But this world is filled with the breath of death, and countless monsters are hovering in the sky, as if they are ready to devour Yang Pingan, an outsider, at any time. But they seem to be afraid of something and dare not get close.

Yang Ping'an also felt that all of his spirit rings seemed to be restricted, and even his spirit bones could not be used. He felt like he was in an endless hell. (End of this chapter)