Now that the Yan Huang Golden Bead was in his hands, Wu Yu was relatively calm. 

When he first entered the Ancient Soul Tower, he would never have expected to have a day like this. Through a series of improvements, and with the Silver Qilin and the Heaven Devouring Avatar reaching a similar power level as his main body, the combined battle power from the three of them had exceeded Prince Yu or any single expert. At this point, he started having some confidence. 

In the end, he landed an effective strike by destroying the head of the golden titan through the 10,000 Calamities: Ultimate God Killer of the Silver Qilin. After all, most of the spirit designs were fashioned on its head, especially the eyes. Wu Yu had succeeded largely because he had made the right bet. 

The Ancient Soul Tower was dead silent now. The golden titan had vanished and only Wu Yu stood where it was. Beside him, Prince Le seemed a little insignificant. 

"Wu Yu, hand the Yan Huang Golden Bead to me." Prince Le's eyes were filled with overwhelming emotions. Ecstasy, agitation, anxiety, and restlessness. Indeed, this was probably the most important...