Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 577 Another move?

The reason Tang San dared to use such a wide-range attack skill was thanks to the massacre he carried out here after leaving the seclusion. Salikel, which had not yet had time to recover from the battle, was practically a no-man's land.

This also makes it easier for Aurora Celestial Maiden to unleash her soul skills at will.

The Asura Sword Qi successfully sliced ​​through a portion of the Platinum Lotus and continued its charge towards the Aurora Celestial Maiden.

The white lotus flower then quietly burst open, turning the entire sky pure white with blinding light. The dazzling light caused the eyes of the powerful gods in the distance to sting, and they all closed their eyes.

After the intense light, snowflakes drifted across the sky, making the entire city of Salikel appear exceptionally beautiful.

After a long while, the aftershocks of the bright snowflake lights dissipated, and Ning Rongrong and her group were finally able to see the light of day again.

Everyone anxiously scanned the coastline, awaiting the outcome of this decisive battle.

"So-and-so won? My brothers and the others are sure to win, right?"

Ning Rongrong's words were filled with uncertainty, and her eyes were full of worry, which was also a direct reflection of everyone's facial expressions.

For a moment, everyone was filled with apprehension, yet dared not rashly go to investigate.

"It will definitely work, Brother Ningbei is the strongest."

"That's right, the second young master is invincible."

The entire beach outside Salikl was destroyed by the powerful explosion, leaving only countless island remnants floating on the sea.

On one of the rocks, Tang San was kneeling and coughing up blood. His breath was cold, indicating that his internal organs were frostbitten.

At this moment, Tang San's appearance was undeniably miserable. His missing left leg and left arm were covered in frost, and his entire body was covered in frostbite caused by the ice. His white hair was disheveled, making it impossible to see his face.

After a long while, Tang San looked up at the distant island ruins and his divine sense discovered that Qian Renxue and Ning Bei were there.

After seeing the wounds that pierced the chests of the two men, Tang San smiled.

"Hahaha, I won! How can you fight me without your Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

"By relying on the power of blood, I can recover faster, and then you will be nothing more than lambs to the slaughter."

In the distance, Ning Bei and Little Angel, having recovered their senses, stared at Tang San on the distant reef with expressions of utter disbelief, completely baffled as to where his confidence came from.

Their current condition is indeed not good. Their martial soul fusion skill was severed by the Asura Slash, and they also suffered a strong backlash. The wounds that pierced their chests were nothing compared to the damage to their meridians, which was the source of Tang San's confidence.

But he seemed to have forgotten something.
As Ning Bei's body was engulfed in purplish-black flames, both the sword wound on her chest and the shattered meridians began to heal rapidly.

Meanwhile, the little angel beside him was equally quick, using the Bone-Growing and Blood-Melting Pill to rapidly heal his severe injuries.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Tang San's smile gradually froze, and then he looked at the two people in front of him with a distorted expression.

"No, you're cheating! You're cheating!"

"You can't possibly beat me! I am the God of Asura, the future enforcer of the divine realm! You are all guilty and should surrender and accept judgment, not cheat and rebel!"

Ignoring Tang San's barking, Ning Bei helped the little angel up and stroked the stray hairs on his forehead.

"Let's go, let's see him off. He probably can't be resurrected this time."

"Ah."

As their hands clasped together again, the Aurora Celestial's sacred yet icy face reappeared in the sky.

Ning Rongrong and her group, who had noticed all this from a distance, immediately burst into cheers.

"Great! I knew my brother would win."

"That's right, that's right, kill that stinky Tang San!"

Bibi Dong and the Great Dragon Mother did not join the children's cheers; instead, they watched the beautiful figure in the distance with smiles on their faces, knowing that all the crises would be resolved today.

Having completed their spirit fusion skill once again, the two controlled their bodies to fly towards Tang San, who was in a state of impotent rage.

Now, he is critically injured and has lost the energy from the explosion. It's already a miracle that he can maintain his divine position; there's no room for resistance.

Seeing the opponent attack again, Tang San completely lost his composure, trembling and terrified as he looked at the figure in the sky and murmured:
"No, you can't kill me, I am the future enforcer of the divine realm."

"you."

Before he could finish speaking, the Holy Light Emperor Sword severed his head, and everything returned to calm.

Fearing that the Asuras of the God Realm might cause trouble again, Ning Bei and the Little Angel, even after exiting their Martial Soul Fusion Technique state, remained vigilant and stayed tightly guarded beside the headless corpse.

Seeing that the battle was over, Ning Rongrong and her group slowly approached the two of them.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

"Brother Ningbei, when did you learn this Martial Soul Fusion Technique? How come we didn't know?"

Ning Bei rolled her eyes at the little rabbit speechlessly and said disdainfully:
"Do you think I'm like you, always talking about all my abilities?"

"He should be completely dead this time, right?"

Bibi Dong approached Tang San's corpse and tapped his arm with her high heels. Finding no reaction, she looked at Ning Bei and asked.

Ning Bei shrugged, indicating that she didn't know.

"I don't know, let's just hold on for now. Even if he respawns again, we can still crush him. Let's see how many times he can respawn!"

"How shameless! That former Asura God was no good either. Why would he help a villain who indiscriminately kills innocent people?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the sky with a defiant expression. Now that she was a deity, she had no fear of the other party!

Fortunately, what everyone feared did not happen. For several days, there was no movement on Tang San's body. As the Shura Sword returned to its original ancient and dull appearance, everyone confirmed that Tang San was dead forever.

"Burn it!"

With the little angel's holy fire of judgment against evil, Tang Shenwang's life came to a complete end.

To prevent any unforeseen incidents, the little angel immediately destroyed the city of slaughter, and Ningbei used the Permafrost Domain to completely freeze the underground magma.

The place where the Fallen were imprisoned disappeared, and Ningbei waved his hand to create an underground ice and snow city here. Its function was no different from the Killing City. It was also to build a new prison for the Fallen who had nowhere else to go, so that they would not fight to the death on the continent, or eventually form an organization to resist.

After doing all this, Ning Bei led everyone on their return journey. Unlike the solemnity of their arrival, everyone felt relaxed upon their return.

Seven years later, in the council hall of the Ice God Temple in the God Realm, a few little kids were muttering something to themselves.

Ning Fengzhi, Jian, and Gu, sitting at the head of the table, looked at the few little darlings in front of them with helplessness in their eyes. After all, they were destined to be the pride of heaven, and they couldn't bear to scold or beat them, so they could only let them run wild.

"Ning Qianqian, I told you to get up early. Today is the day to awaken your martial soul, but you insisted on staying in bed until noon."

"Oh well, it's just the few of us who have awakened our martial souls, Grandpa won't blame us!"

"Can you guys be quiet? Hurry up and finish awakening your martial soul. I still need to practice the self-created soul skills that my dad taught me."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Qianqian just slept a little longer, don't blame him."

"Get out of here. You're just spoiling her. Is that how a brother should act?"

"Tch, there's someone who arrived even later, why are you only talking about me!"

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The blonde little girl with pigtails is named Ning Wanwan, and she is currently standing with her hands on her hips, complaining about her younger sister.

She and Ning Qianqian are twin sisters, and their mother is a little angel.

The black-haired girl with a bun next to her, who had a cold face and complained that the two of them were arguing and wasting time, was Ning Bei and Zhu Zhuqing's daughter, named Ning Qingxia.

Xiao Qingxia completely inherited her mother's taciturn and aloof nature, and she also had a strong obsession with cultivation. Ning Bei had no idea where this obsession came from, and the little girl was not like her mother, who had suffered so much in her childhood.

Meanwhile, the chestnut-haired boy comforting Ning Qianqian is Ning Junjie, the eldest son of Ning Bei and Dugu Yan. His warm personality makes the somewhat aloof Qingxia and the eldest sister Wanwan quite dislike him, and they often scold him for being a peacemaker and spoiling his younger sister.

Qianqian complained that the person who arrived even later than herself was Ning Zhiying, the second son born to the little rabbit. This boy had perfectly inherited his mother's restlessness and had already earned the title of "little tyrant of the divine realm" at a young age.

The little darling was pampered and loved by her grandparents in the Ice God Palace, so she was fearless and resilient. This actually shaped Xiao Wu into a calm and composed person, which is something else.

In a corner of the council chamber, Qian Renxue watched with amusement as her two little ones made a ruckus, and teased Ning Bei:
"See, this habit of sleeping in must have come from you."

"Yes, yes, whatever you want!"

Ning Bei had no intention of arguing with his wife. In any case, he wouldn't be free in the evening regardless of whether he won or lost, so he might as well save his energy.

"I'm here, I'm here! Brothers and sisters, you've been waiting for so long."

"Xiao Wu, you're finally here! I've been so disgusted by your rudeness."

Feeling constantly persecuted by her older sister, Ning Qianqian naturally became closer to her younger brother, who was also constantly being scolded. Now, she threw herself into his arms and began to cry.

Ning Zhiying patted her sister's shoulder, about to say a few words of comfort, when she met Ning Wanwan's murderous gaze. She immediately swallowed her words, dared not continue to make a fuss, and pulled Ning Qianqian to a corner.

If we're talking about who in the sect can control this little tyrant, Ning Wanwan is definitely number one. In Douluo Continent, there's also the advantage of sibling bloodline suppression.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Ning Qingxia looked at her grandfather and aunt at the head of the table with longing.

"Can we begin? I know the principles of the Rasengan by heart, all that's missing is awakening my martial soul and cultivating soul power to try it out."

"Alright, alright, let's get started."

Ning Rongrong shed her girlish playfulness and looked at her little niece with loving eyes. How could she refuse her niece's request?

With the help of a god-level expert to awaken their martial souls, it has to be said that the little guys' start was a winning combination.

"Xiaoxia, you can go first. Your aunt will help you awaken your martial spirit."

The brothers and sisters didn't object to Qingxia coming first; no one wanted to suffer the cold shoulder from this aloof girl.

Without using a crystal ball or awakening stone, Ning Rongrong simply stroked Qingxia's bun-shaped hair with one hand to awaken her martial soul.

A black-gold light slowly emerged from Ning Qingxia's body, and Ning Rongrong, seeing this, also slowly offered guidance:

"Qingxia, try to unleash that power."

"Okay, Auntie!" As the little girl strained her face and exerted all her strength, a meow echoed throughout the council hall.

The appearance of a Netherworld Cat martial soul similar to Zhu Zhuqing's caught everyone's attention, because although the little girl's martial soul was based on the Netherworld Cat, it was also different.

Unlike her mother's amber eyes, Qingxia's Spirit Cat Martial Soul has ice-blue eyes, and the wisps of coldness it carries indicate that this Martial Soul possesses ice attributes. In addition, the Spirit Cat's tail also has a tail similar to the Hook of the Evil God.

In short, no one has ever encountered such a peculiar martial spirit before.

"Mutated Martial Soul, Qingxia, come and test your innate soul power."

"Okay, Auntie!"

After examining her own martial spirit, the little girl quickly retrieved it and returned to the crystal ball that Ning Rongrong had handed her.

Since everyone here is a child of the gods, Ning Rongrong prepared a crystal ball with a maximum level of 20.

Ning Qingxia placed her chubby little hand on the crystal ball, and a rich light instantly filled the ball.

"With innate soul power at level 20, my brother and Zhu Qing's daughter is indeed exceptionally talented."

Upon hearing her aunt's words, a rare hint of excitement appeared on the little girl's usually indifferent face. After all, she was just a little girl, and even knowing her exceptional talent, it was difficult for her to hide her emotions.

After awakening her martial soul, Xiao Qingxia went straight to her parents. In front of them, the little girl changed her usual reserved manner and skillfully jumped into Ning Bei's arms.

"Dad, my innate soul power is level 20! Can I learn those self-created soul skills now?"

"Okay, Dad will take you to practice your soul skills in a bit."

Ning Bei gently ruffled her daughter's cute bun and lovingly agreed to her request, eliciting a cheer from the little girl.

"Great!"

With Qingxia taking the lead, the siblings, who were initially a little nervous, began to eagerly try. As the eldest sister, Ning Wanwan was the second to step forward in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Auntie, let me do it!"

"Okay, then Wanwan will go first!"

With a blinding flash of golden light, three pairs of wings emerged from behind Ning Wanwan, followed by the phantom of a holy angel.

Sensing the familiar commotion, Qian Daoliu, who had been living in seclusion in a corner of the Ice God Temple with Poseidon, could no longer sit still. He flashed into the council hall, looking at his great-granddaughter in the center of the hall with a face full of surprise.

"Great! The angel race has a worthy successor!"

"Grandpa, you really are something. It seems that only Wanwan's awakening of her martial soul can summon you out of the side hall, right?"

The little angel speechlessly complained about his grandfather, and the old man could only awkwardly scratch his head and force a smile in response.

As expected, Ning Wanwan, who inherited her parents' talents, is also a genius with innate soul power of level 20.

This made the remaining brothers and sisters even more eager to try.

Ning Qianqian slipped past her younger brother and arrived in front of Ning Rongrong before her brother could.

"Auntie, Auntie, let me do it, let me do it!"

Ning Qianqian's two pigtails bounced as she moved, making her look extremely cute.

Qian Daoliu, who was praising Ning Wanwan, was also immediately drawn to the little great-granddaughter in the room, and at the same time, he felt a little worried.

Only one person in each generation possesses the six-winged angel bloodline. Ning Wanwan has already awakened the six-winged angel martial soul, and if things go as expected, this great-granddaughter will not awaken the same angel martial soul again.

This made the old man worried and uneasy, fearing that the child would not be able to awaken the martial spirit he desired.

Fortunately, the old man's worries were unnecessary. Although Ning Qianqian did not awaken the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the appearance of the beautiful white-haired woman completely dispelled everyone's doubts.

"Ice and Snow Maiden!"

Everyone gasped in surprise. As Ning Bei's second martial soul, no one expected that it could also be passed down as a family martial soul.

Unlike the others, Qian Renxue and Ning Bei were filled with joy. The simultaneous appearance of these two martial souls indicated that the two sisters also possessed the potential to form a martial soul fusion skill.

Moreover, as siblings born of the same mother, their martial soul compatibility might even be higher than that of their parents, making their fusion skill even more powerful.

Ning Qianqian recognized her father's martial soul, and the little girl nodded with satisfaction. After all, what girl wouldn't like a martial soul that is both beautiful and powerful?
"Auntie, quickly test my soul power!"

"it is good."

After the initial surprise, Ning Rongrong skillfully handed over the crystal ball. As expected, the little girl also possessed innate full soul power at level 20, and had not been left behind by her two older sisters.

Ning Qianqian ran to her mother and snuggled into Qian Renxue's arms, acting coquettishly, as if seeking praise.

"Mom, I also have innate full soul power."

"Yes, my second child is the best."

The little angel looked at her two daughters with eyes full of pride. What could make a mother happier than her children becoming successful?
With her sister's example in mind, Ning Zhiying could no longer hide her excitement and looked at Ning Junjie beside her to discuss:

"Big brother, let me go first!"

"Okay, you go first!"

The warm-hearted older brother, of course, wouldn't object to his younger brother's wishes and readily agreed to let his brother go first.

Ning Zhiying rushed to Ning Rongrong's side and urged her:

"Auntie, hurry, hurry, I want to awaken a powerful martial soul too."

"Okay, okay, Auntie will help you awaken now."

After gently rubbing her nephew's head, Ning Rongrong quickly began to help him awaken his martial spirit.

Somewhat contrary to Ning Zhiying's desire to awaken a powerful martial soul, Ning Rongrong was stopped just as she was about to test the soul power of a nine-colored pagoda that emerged from his palm.

"Auntie, why do I feel like there's another martial spirit inside me?"

"Oh? Twin martial souls?"

As Ning Zhiying spoke, everyone in the hall became interested. Twin martial souls were extremely rare and hard to come by. Even with Ning Bei and his wives' talents, this had only happened to their youngest son.

"Quickly, Auntie will continue to awaken you."

"it is good!"

After retrieving the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Ning Zhiying closed his eyes again. As a fluffy rabbit appeared behind him, Xiao Wu's eyes instantly lit up with joy.

"Finally, he inherited some of his mother's traits."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the little rabbit with disdain, the meaning of which was self-evident: Don't you have any idea who this little tyrant's personality comes from?
Xiao Wu felt a little embarrassed by everyone's gazes, so she could only pretend not to see them and stare directly at her eldest son.

As the crystal ball was once again filled with soul power, Ning Zhiying was declared to have reached level 20 of innate full soul power.

Just like his mother when she was a child, the little guy swaggered over to his parents and a group of aunts.

"See that? This is the true value of the Ice God Palace's number one genius. Twin martial souls with maxed-out soul power. I just want to ask, who else can compare!"

Everyone felt an itch in their fists. Before Ning Bei could make a move, Xiao Wu couldn't help but step forward and punch Hao Da'er.

"Stop showing off! Focus on your training. If you fall too far behind your older brothers and sisters, I'll teach you a lesson."

"Ouch!"

The little guy clutched his head in pain, a sight reminiscent of how his mother used to get a beating when she was a child, which made everyone burst into laughter.

Xiao Wu had clearly anticipated that the little guy would slack off during cultivation, just like she had. So she was just hoping that his cultivation level wouldn't fall too far behind his other brothers and sisters, so as not to embarrass her as his mother.

His younger siblings had all awakened their martial souls, leaving Ning Junjie alone in the center of the hall, still wandering around. With his younger siblings having awakened powerful martial souls, the pressure suddenly fell on him.

But as the eldest son, he couldn't afford to show weakness and be laughed at by his younger siblings.

He followed closely to Ning Rongrong and gave his aunt a slight smile.

"Auntie, it's my turn."

"Okay, Auntie believes that Xiao Jie can also awaken a powerful martial soul."

All eyes were on the little guy, which increased the invisible pressure on him, and cold sweat even broke out on his forehead due to tension.

"Go for it, brother!"

Ning Qianqian adorably cheered on her brother, which calmed the little sweetheart down a bit.

As Ning Rongrong stroked Ning Junjie's forehead with one hand, a dazzling golden light shone once again.

After a while, a small pagoda appeared in Ning Junjie's hand, and everyone in the hall couldn't sit still anymore.

"Danta!"

"I never thought that mutated martial souls could be passed down."

Knowing the power of the Pill Tower, the elders were all excited, but Ning Bei was lost in thought as she looked at the small Xuanhuang Pagoda in her son's hand.

"How can there be two Pill Towers?"

A certain continent of Dou Qi. Central Continent.

The completion of the new Dan Tower after decades of work delighted the three giants, who then mobilized their networks to promote it.

But on the eve of the Dan Tower's completion banquet, the enormous tower vanished right before their eyes.

Xuan Yi, Xuan Kongzi, and Tian Leizi looked at each other for a moment, and then an unnamed fire ignited in their hearts.

"Soul Palace, you've gone too far!"

"The Complete Book"

(End of this chapter)