Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

As the golden trident, gleaming with golden light, fell from the hand of the sea god.

For a time,

Several halos formed from pure divine power, like blazing suns radiating brilliant light, rapidly enveloped the Asura God!

The Unpredictable Storm unleashed by the Sea God is renowned throughout the divine realm, and can be considered the strongest single-target control soul skill!

Its power is so great that it can overcome any opponent, no matter how unfathomable their strength may be.

Once locked on, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping control.

Even if the opponent before them is a god-king level Asura God, it is no exception.

The Asura God instantly felt the powerful control of the Unstable Storm. His body seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible shackle, making it impossible for him to move even an inch.

Seizing this perfect opening, Poseidon once again swung his golden trident with all his might.

Suddenly,

A series of hurricanes rose from the ground, carrying towering seawater and roaring wildly as they fiercely attacked the Asura God with overwhelming force!

however,
Faced with such a perilous situation, the Asura God remained calm and spoke in a serene voice:

"As expected of the strongest single-target control soul skill in the God Realm, even I, the God, am unable to escape its control."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly sharpened like an eagle's, "But even if you control me, you still can't do anything to me."

Say it,
His aura surged instantly, "Asura Domain!"

In an instant, a monstrous sea of ​​blood, seemingly capable of engulfing heaven and earth, surged upwards from behind the Asura God like a volcanic eruption.

Within that sea of ​​blood, a crimson Dharma image that blotted out the sky and covered the sun rapidly condensed!
This Dharma form exuded a terrifying aura that chilled people to the bone. In just a moment, it easily neutralized the sea god's incredibly powerful divine technique!

The inhabitants of Poseidon Island were all trembling with fear, their eyes fixed on the blood-red Dharma image in the sky that resembled a demon god descending to earth.

They had lived on Poseidon Island for generations, but had never witnessed such a shocking and terrifying sight.

The pressure emanating from the Asura God, though unintentional, acted like an invisible shackle, firmly binding all the soul masters and soul beasts in the mortal realm.

This rendered them unable to move.

Lin Luochuan and the other six gritted their teeth, veins bulging on their foreheads, trying their best to resist the mountain-like pressure of the Asura God.

these years,
They went through countless hardships

Through several rounds of rigorous divine trials, Lin Luochuan further improved his strength to the level of a Title Douluo through his unremitting efforts.

However, at this moment,
When faced with the oppressive aura emanating from a terrifying being like the Asura God, they found themselves to be as insignificant as ants.

They had absolutely no ability to resist.

Is this God?

A complex and unusual look flashed deep in Lin Luochuan's eyes.

at this time,

The Dharma image formed by the power of the Asura God, with its blood energy surging and wielding the Asura God Sword, slashed fiercely at the Sea God with the force of a thunderbolt!

The sea god's expression was solemn as he slammed his golden trident downwards into the void.

In an instant, the heavens and earth seemed to be stirred by a mysterious force, and countless seawater roared and converged towards the sky, instantly condensing into a majestic image of a sea god.

The two Dharma forms stood tall between heaven and earth, wielding their supreme divine weapons in unison.

The moment the divine weapons collided with a deafening roar, it seemed as if the heavens and earth trembled!
The aftershocks were like a cataclysmic flood, instantly creating towering waves in the surrounding sea!
The entire Poseidon Island trembled violently under this terrifying power.

In round after round of fierce, almost white-hot battles, the fight between the Sea God and the Asura God became increasingly stalemate.

however,
However, the situation gradually developed in a direction unfavorable to Poseidon.

He was gradually suppressed by the Asura God and fell into an extremely passive situation, forced to defend himself constantly.

If the opponent were another god-king, the sea god might still have a sliver of strength left to retaliate.

Unfortunately, he was facing the God of Asura.

This is the deity who governs punishment and slaughter in the divine realm.

With his ruthless and decisive methods and unparalleled strength, he is considered one of the best among the God Kings.

The blood energy around the Asura God surged wildly, and the Asura God Sword in his Asura Dharma Form was raised high.

The sword flashed with an eerie and sharp light, as if it were about to shatter all evil and rebellion in the world.

As the Asura Divine Sword slashed down fiercely...

A blood-red sword aura carrying world-destroying power roared out, like a falling blood-red meteor, heading straight for the Dharma image of the Sea God.

Although the image of the sea god tried its best to resist, it ultimately could not withstand the impact of this terrifying power. A loud bang was heard...
The image of the sea god instantly shattered like broken glass, transforming into endless seawater that poured down on the world like a torrential downpour.

Seeing this scene,
All the residents of Poseidon Island, including Lin Luochuan and his seven companions, were bewildered and shocked.

Senior Poseidon,

They actually lost.

That was the sea god they had worshipped for tens of thousands of years.
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On the other side, above the Heavenly Dou Empire, which had been reduced to ruins and submerged by the sea.

A chill flashed in the depths of Lan's eyes, which were as deep as the Milky Way.

He sensed it.
The life of the sea god is slipping away.

He had to return to Seagod Island before the Seagod was executed by the Asura God.

Lan's expression was cold and stern as he took a step forward.

In an instant,
The divine power within his body surged forth like a volcanic eruption, pressing down swiftly and relentlessly upon the Rakshasa God.

"The third level of the Deep Sea Realm: The Netherworld Sea Prison!"

Lan's voice was cold and ethereal.

It echoed quietly between heaven and earth.

I see,

The once radiant sun and moon instantly lost their brilliance, as if forcibly obscured by an invisible force.

The entire sky was completely obscured by the endless sea.

This scene was as if a vast, boundless sea had been suspended in mid-air.
At this moment, whether you look up at the sky or look down at the earth, all you can see is the vast, endless sea.

The waves surged and roared like thunder.

The Rakshasa God sensed the impending danger, his eyes widened, and he looked around in a panic.

She attempted to open a time portal, hoping to escape back to the realm of gods.

however,
This was ultimately a futile effort.

After Lan fully utilizes its expertise in the deep-sea field
This world has now become an integral part of the Lan Domain.

Every inch of space was firmly controlled by Lan's divine power.

She was like a flying insect trapped in a spider web, with nowhere to escape.

A deep sense of fear and despair washed over her like a tidal wave.

"Rakshasa God, it's time to settle the score between you, me, and this little devil."

Lan's gaze was piercing.

He locked his gaze on the Rakshasa God, his voice icy and chilling, as if it could pierce through the soul.

"Divine skill"

Lan slowly raised one hand.

Divine power surged wildly around him, causing the winds and clouds to shift and change.
"The true form of the Void, descend!"

This sharp shout resounded like thunder throughout the heavens and earth.

As Lan's voice faded...

The once turbulent sea suddenly began to churn violently, as if some terrifying being was about to burst forth from the sea.

Immediately afterwards, a shark tens of thousands of meters long and tens of thousands of feet tall leaped out from the deep sea.

His body was as large as a mountain, and every scale shimmered with a mysterious and cold luster, as if it were cast from refined iron.

His eyes were like two blood-red full moons, radiating a bloodthirsty and brutal light.

His gaze locked onto the Rakshasa God, and his mouth, like an abyss, stretched wildly backward, revealing an extremely eerie smile.

He suddenly opened his blood-red maw, each tooth like a towering pillar!

An immense suction force from the deep sea's void descends upon the world!

In the blink of an eye,
He swallowed tens of thousands of tons of seawater!
The Rakshasa God's body was also flying uncontrollably into the shark's mouth!

(End of this chapter)