However, right now, Gaia held in his hands a seventh-level advanced battle aura inheritance. Although the Five Great Inheritances encompassed all three professions and were far more precious than his own inheritance, which only contained battle aura, for Gaia, this was already enough!

Given time, once he refines the nine clusters of martial battle aura that Hoganberg left inside his body and becomes a seventh-level advanced professional, it will finally be time for him to hold his head high and return to Dragon Fury City to demand retribution from Sean.

Gaia's hands trembled. The chance for revenge, which had once seemed so remote, had suddenly appeared right in his grasp—how could he not be excited?

At that very moment, as his hand shook, he accidentally touched the ring again. The ring spun, and the azure-blue light screen slid down a bit further. A line of flaming text leapt into Gaia's eyes: Eighth-Level Beginner Battle Aura Cultivation Method...

Gaia's heart skipped a beat: "That's impossible!"

Chapter 005: Adventurer Supply Station

A seventh-level titled professional was already the most powerful existence in the Abyss of Demons. Even the founding emperor of the Shenglong Dynasty, hailed as the "strongest in history," His Majesty Kundra, had only reached the advanced titled War God level. Although he was the strongest among all titled War Gods of his time, he had not broken through the seventh level to reach the eighth.

Yet this martial battle aura inheritance clearly described the cultivation method for the eighth level.

However, after the eighth level, there was only a sea of flames—no words could be formed.

Gaia let out a sigh of relief: so it was just a title, with no actual content.

But this sense of relief didn't last long, because he discovered that the magic ring could still be turned. Turning it a bit further, after the sea of flames beneath the eighth-level beginner, there was another line of flaming text: Eighth-Level Intermediate, followed by Eighth-Level Advanced, Ninth-Level Beginner, Ninth-Level Intermediate... all the way up to Twelfth-Level Advanced!

Gaia stared dumbfounded at the sheets of flame on the azure-blue light screen. This was completely beyond his comprehension. Clearly, it wasn't that there was no content, but rather that his current strength was insufficient to reveal it.

But the Abyss of Demons was said to have only seventh-level professionals, while this inheritance contained nearly twice as much knowledge as the common understanding of the Abyss!

The Dragon Demon Clan relied on the Dragon Emperor's Crimson Flame Body to establish the Shenglong Dynasty's thousand-year foundation; the Holy Grail Codex allowed the Emperor Shih Academy to stand unshaken for ten thousand years; the Dark Church and the Nether King Society became the two most powerful sects in the Abyss of Demons thanks to their Ancient Dark Scripture and Nether Lake Scripture. There were even legends that when the only seventh-level inheritance scattered outside—the Apocalypse Prophecy—appeared, it would be in the face of the true rebels of the Shenglong Dynasty. For, apart from the seventh-level inheritance, nothing could shake the Dragon Demon Clan's mighty Dragon Emperor Crimson Flame Body!

The importance of inheritance is thus self-evident.

Gaia stared at the twelfth-level inheritance in a daze for ten minutes. After ten minutes, he almost went mad with excitement and immediately began his cultivation.

He knew just how lucky he was in this life—after a previous life where even drinking cold water would get stuck in his teeth, Gaia understood all too well how rare such a golden opportunity was. He didn't want to waste even a single minute and began cultivating at once.

Gaia's cultivation of the martial battle aura went surprisingly smoothly. After all, he already had over nine thousand units of martial battle aura in his body. As soon as he started circulating it, a flood of battle aura surged forth.

Not only that, but the eight dormant clusters of martial battle aura within him were also being subtly melted away. As soon as he began cultivating, eight threads of battle aura naturally emerged from his body. Though very faint, when gathered together and circulated through his body, they slowly consolidated and grew stronger.

To cultivate battle aura, one must find an organ within the body to serve as the container for the aura. Gaia thought for a moment and chose his heart.

...

"Hey!" With a shout, Gaia flipped his wrists, and the longsword in his hands flashed with pale golden battle aura as he slashed toward Anderson. Old Anderson swung his greatsword to meet the attack. In the blink of an eye, the two weapons clashed dozens of times with a flurry of clangs. Gaia spun and retreated, waving his hands as his longsword traced circles in the air. The pale golden battle aura danced like sprites of light, arcs of gold encircling Gaia, making the youth look imposing and heroic.

He withdrew his sword with both hands, stepped back, pressed it to his waist, took a breath, adjusted the battle aura within him, and, after gathering it again, charged forward once more.

"Shhh—" With a thrust, a golden rainbow shot forth. Old Anderson flicked his sword to parry, and the two clashed again.

"Clang, clang, clang..." After another dozen or so collisions, Gaia suddenly let out a clear cry. The battle aura on his longsword flared, and with a loud clang, it struck Old Anderson's greatsword. With a "crash," Old Anderson's greatsword was actually cut in two!

Old Anderson stared dumbfounded at the broken sword in his hand. Gaia had strictly controlled himself, using only the battle aura level of a beginner bronze warrior. Old Anderson's greatsword was three fingers wider than Gaia's longsword, his battle aura was stronger, and his strength was greater, yet his sword was the one that broke.