Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Nasus slowly opened his eyes, two golden lights flashed by, he took a long breath, feeling the soul power filling his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"It's done."

“Successful?” Zhu Weng had been nervously observing Nasus’s changes. When he saw him wake up, he asked excitedly, “What happened to your first spirit ring? Why was it able to absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring? Could it be that you really have twin spirits?”

Nasus was silent for a moment. He certainly couldn’t reveal his and Bai Yun’s identities as time travelers, so he organized his words and said, “Senior Zhu Weng, my situation is rather special. I don’t have twin spirits, but my spirit has undergone some mutations.”

"Mutation?" Zhu Weng frowned slightly. He had lived for most of his life and had never heard of a martial soul mutation being so magical.

“Yes,” Nasus nodded and explained, “Before reaching level 30, my martial soul did not need to absorb spirit rings and could still be cultivated normally. Moreover, my cultivation speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. It was not until after reaching level 30 that I encountered a bottleneck and could no longer make any breakthroughs.”

"Level 30? No spirit rings needed?" The more Zhu Weng listened, the more confused he became. This completely overturned his understanding. How could a martial spirit increase its spirit power without absorbing spirit rings? This was simply impossible!

As if he had seen through Zhu Weng's doubts, Nasus continued, "Later, I encountered the inheritance of a god. After a series of tests, I inherited the power of this god. Only then did I break through the bottleneck and reach my current realm."

"The inheritance of the gods?!" Zhu Weng's eyes widened in disbelief. "How is this possible? Do gods really exist in this world? There haven't been any gods performing miracles on this continent for at least 200,000 years!"

"Yes, when I passed the god's assessment, my strength reached level 61," Nasus said affirmatively, but he was thinking in his heart

"Brother Yun and I killed the God of Death and completely refined the Godhead of Death. We can be considered to have inherited the legacy of the God of Death!"

"What? Directly broke through from level 61 to level ?"

Zhu Weng was silent. He knew that since Nasus said so, he must have his reasons. Moreover, he couldn't explain everything that happened to Nasus. Perhaps, as he said, he really received the inheritance from the gods.

"So what is your current soul power level..." asked Zhu Weng.

"Seventy-first level."

“Level 71!” Zhu Weng took a deep breath. Although he had guessed it before, he was still shocked to hear Nasus admit it himself. How old is Nasus? He has already reached the level 71 of soul power. Such talent is simply unheard of!

"Is it the same with Baiyun?" Zhu Weng seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed Nasus' arm and asked anxiously.

“Yes, Master, my martial spirit is exactly the same as Brother Yun’s, and we have both passed the test of the gods!” Nasus nodded solemnly with a hint of pride in his tone.

Zhu Weng was shaking with excitement and could hardly speak. He never dreamed that the two disciples he accepted before his death both had the potential to become gods!

"That's not right. I saw you using soul skills! You just used three soul skills: Soul-Draining Strike! Wither! And Soul Flame. What's going on with these three soul skills?" Zhu Weng asked, thinking of the battle scene just now.

"These are all skills obtained from the inheritance of that god." Nasus said naturally, "And there are not only three skills! There are four active skills and one passive skill!" Nasus said proudly.

“Master, the god I inherited is called the Desert Death God, and he has bestowed upon me great power!” Nasus’ voice was filled with awe and gratitude. “Look carefully, this is the skill I have mastered!”

Nether paused, took a deep breath, and began to explain his skills to Zhu Weng.

"The power that the Desert Death God has bestowed upon me is not only powerful soul power, but also five powerful skills. One of them is a passive skill called Devouring Souls. This skill allows me to absorb the enemy's life energy every time I attack, enhancing my attack. After I kill the enemy, this enhancement will continue to accumulate and will never disappear!"

"My first active skill is Soul Draining Strike, which can make my next attack farther away and greatly increase its power! Moreover, every time I kill an enemy with Soul Draining Strike, the damage it causes will be permanently increased! When killing a large soul beast or soul master, this increase will be doubled!"

"My second active skill is called Wither. I can make the enemy age rapidly, greatly reducing their movement and attack speed! No matter how agile they are, they will have difficulty escaping from me!"

"The third active skill is Soul Flame. I can summon the flames of the Desert Reaper to burn the enemy, not only causing a large amount of magic damage, but also weakening their armor, making them easier for me to defeat!"

Having said this, Nether paused, and a fiery light flashed in his eyes:

"The last skill is the gathering of the power of the Desert Death God, and it is also my most powerful trump card - Death God's Coming! When I use this power, I will gain extra health, attack range and defense, and cause huge damage to the enemies around me! At the same time, the cooldown time of my Soul Draining Strike will be greatly shortened, allowing me to harvest the battlefield faster!"

After Nasus finished his explanation, his eyes were full of confidence and determination, like an invincible god of war.

Zhu Weng was mesmerized by what he heard, as if he was also bathed in the sacred power of the desert. Especially when he heard about the effect of "Soul-sucking Strike", his cloudy old eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen the most incredible miracle in the world!

“Infinite stacking? Never disappearing?!” Zhu Weng muttered to himself, his voice beginning to tremble. “This, this is simply a divine skill! I have lived for most of my life, and I have never heard of such a domineering skill!” He excitedly grabbed Nasus’ arm with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Nasus’ bones. “Child, tell me, is what you said true? This Soul-Sucking Blow can really be infinitely enhanced?!”

Nasus looked at the excited Zhu Weng, his heart filled with pride. He nodded solemnly: "Master, what I said is absolutely true! This soul-sucking attack is the most powerful power bestowed upon me by the Desert Death God!"

Zhu Weng was shaking with excitement. He could hardly suppress his inner joy. He seemed to see it, seeing Nasus and Bai Yun standing on top of the world, receiving the admiration of the masses! "Good! Good! Good!" Zhu Weng said three good words in a row, his old face glowing red. "Children, you are all chosen by God, a gift from God to me! I believe that you will be able to accomplish great things in the future, and even... even become gods!"

Nasus smiled slightly. He knew that his master had misunderstood. The power of Soul Draining Strike was not as great as his master imagined. But at this moment, he chose to put the topic aside and said, "Master, you are right! This time I was able to defeat the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear thanks to the power of the Desert Death God! Moreover, I was lucky enough to obtain the first soul ring it gave me!"

As he spoke, Nasus raised his right hand, and a ball of golden light flickered in his palm. In the light, the shadow of a huge bear-like soul beast could be vaguely seen. It was covered with dark golden scales, and its sharp claws flashed with cold light. It was the dark golden terrorclaw bear that he had killed.

“The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is famous for its speed and strength,” Nasus said slowly. “The spirit ring skill it bestowed upon me is also related to its talent.”

The golden light suddenly converged, and a black soul ring emerged on the palm of Nasus' right hand, emitting a faint light.

"First soul skill, dark gold claws!"

Nasus let out a low roar, and the golden shadow of the Desert Death behind him seemed to sense his call, and its vast soul power surged and quickly merged into his right hand.

Nasus's originally fair right hand was instantly covered with a layer of dark golden scales, and sharp claws appeared from his fingertips, flashing a cold light. As he gently waved his hand, there were bursts of air-breaking sounds, as if even the air was being torn apart!

"This soul skill not only greatly enhances my attack power and sharpness, but more importantly, it gives me the speed of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!"

Nasus smiled confidently, "Master, please look!"

Before he finished his words, Nasus disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared in an open space ten kilometers away.

"So fast!" Zhu Weng was shocked. He didn't even see how Nasus moved.

Nasus smiled. "Master, the speed boost granted by the Dark Gold Claws is not a simple boost, but is based on my attack target. The farther the distance, the greater the speed boost! If the target is far enough, my speed can even reach the effect of teleportation!"