Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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Just as the Federal Speaker was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, accepting all of Huo Yuhao's harsh conditions...

"boom--!!!"

Nine enormous cracks suddenly appeared in the sky.

There were no auspicious clouds, no celestial music, only an ancient and heavy pressure that made one's soul tremble, like nine ancient divine mountains descending from the sky and crashing heavily onto the sky above Mingdu.

"Boom——!!!"

With a muffled thud, nine figures fell like meteors, landing precisely in nine different locations on the plaza, tightly surrounding Huo Yuhao and his "Dark Blood Demon" in the center.

As the smoke cleared, nine elderly men with white hair, dressed in ancient robes, were revealed.

Their faces were withered, but their eyes shone with an astonishing light. Behind each of them stood a colossal stone pillar, hundreds of meters high, its entire surface inscribed with intricate divine runes.

Divine Pillar.

That is the foundation of the Douluo Federation. Ten thousand years ago, Xuanming personally created the nine "Primordial Divine Pillars" in imitation of the Holy Pillars of Seagod Island in order to establish the Soul Ring Cycle System.

They are not only the core of the Soul Ring system, but also the container of the faith power of the entire Douluo Star.

For thousands of years, whether it was the gratitude of a Soul Master after obtaining a Soul Ring, the prayers of a Soul Beast during a sacrifice, or even the yearning of mortals for that prosperous era... all these tiny and pure thoughts, like rivers flowing into the sea, have converged into these nine divine pillars.

It contains terrifying energy that would make even the gods take notice.

"Those are...the nine Grand Masters?!"

The speaker, who had just been like a dead dog, suddenly burst into wild joy, as if a drowning person had grasped at the last straw. "Ancestors! The ancestors have emerged from seclusion!"

"Hahaha! Huo Yuhao! You're dead!"

"These nine ancestors possess the true essence of over three thousand years of life! The divine pillars they carry are sacred objects bestowed upon them by 'Heaven' itself!"

Huo Yuhao ignored the clown's clamor.

His gaze was fixed on the nine divine pillars, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

On those nine divine pillars, he sensed several extremely familiar yet powerful auras that inspired despair.

It's golden; that's the power of angels.

The blue color represents the power of the sea god.

Dark red—that's the power of Asura's Judgment.

The seven colors represent the power of the Dragon God.

The most core, colorless and transparent power is domineering and ethereal, seemingly capable of negating and suppressing everything.

That is... the legendary power of "Heaven"!

"heresy."

The elderly man at the head of the group spoke slowly, his voice hoarse yet booming like thunder in everyone's ears, "Have you made enough of a scene?"

"Enough of the commotion, it's time to hit the road."

"You bunch of old geezers..."

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, and the Buddha's Wrath Lotus in his hand glowed red again. "Do you also want to come and die?"

"Death?"

The old man sneered disdainfully, "Ignorant child, do you think you can challenge true divine power with a toy gun made by ordinary people?"

"Today, I'll show you what the difference between gods and mortals really is!"

Before he finished speaking, the nine elders simultaneously formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

“Buzz——!!!”

The nine divine pillars suddenly erupted with dazzling light. The vast, ocean-like power of faith, accumulated over ten thousand years, surged into the bodies of the nine elders like a flood bursting its banks.

The body, which had been decaying and withered, was instantly revitalized by this immense energy.

Wrinkles smoothed out, white hair turned black, the hunched body straightened up, and even the life force that was about to be extinguished within the body was rekindled into a blazing golden divine fire!

Demigod... Quasi-god... Level 100 True God!
In just a few breaths, these nine old monsters, who were on the verge of death, actually relied on external forces to forcefully break through the boundary between mortals and gods and step into the realm that countless people dreamed of!

Although it was only temporary, and it was only by borrowing the power of the divine pillar.

But at this moment, the aura emanating from them was so strong that it had truly reached the peak of the second-level deities!
Nine Level Two Gods!
Moreover, he was a second-level god who had mastered a portion of the supreme divine power!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand holding the Buddha's Wrath Lotus trembled slightly.

He never expected that the Federation had such a hidden trick up its sleeve!
Ten thousand years of accumulated faith could actually create nine god-level combatants?!

"Nothing is impossible."

The old man at the head of the group had now transformed into a dignified middle-aged man. He hovered in mid-air, bathed in golden angelic light, with a disdainful look in his eyes.

"Although the Federation is corrupt, it is still a creation of 'Heaven.' How could a mere child like you possibly comprehend the depths of its millennia-long history?" "We originally did not want to use this power. Because it is a treasure belonging to the entire world, and every bit used diminishes it."

"But... since you're going to destroy this world, don't blame us for being impolite."

"Do it!"

Give an order.

The nine false gods attacked simultaneously.

The golden angel's holy sword, the blue trident of the sea god, the dark red demon scythe of the asura, the seven-colored claws of the dragon god...

Nine completely different, yet equally devastating attacks instantly blocked all of Huo Yuhao's escape routes.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!"

Huo Yuhao roared and threw the Buddha's Wrath Lotus into the air without hesitation. His spiritual power surged wildly, trying to detonate the world-destroying red lotus and perish together with these old monsters!

however.

"Certainly."

The elderly man at the head of the group simply uttered a single word.

A colorless and transparent power shot out from the divine pillar behind him, arriving first and instantly enveloping the Buddha's Wrath Lotus that had just begun to bloom with red light.

That was the power of "negation" left behind by Xuanming.

"Zi-"

There was no explosion, no fire, not even a sound.

The Buddha's Wrath Lotus, powerful enough to flatten half of Mingdu, was wiped away the moment it came into contact with this power, as if by an invisible hand.

The underlying laws collapsed instantly, the violent energy was forcibly suppressed and decomposed, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke, dissipating into the air.

Annihilation.

Utter annihilation.

"what?!"

Huo Yuhao was completely dumbfounded.

His trump card, his last resort, was just... gone?
It didn't even make a sound?
"The wisdom of mortals is ultimately limited."

The old man looked at Huo Yuhao with disdain, "This lotus flower is indeed exquisite, even touching the edge of the laws. But in the face of true 'Heaven' power, it is still just a joke."

"Now, it's your turn."

"boom--!!!"

Nine torrents of divine power converged, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, and slammed down on the mecha named "Dark Blood Demon".

"Click——"

Even with the Deep Sea Crystal as its core, even with a defensive shield of the Sea God level.

Faced with this attack, the once invincible mech was as fragile as paper.

The shield shattered, the armor cracked, and the massive fuselage was slammed into the ground, creating a crater hundreds of meters deep.

"puff--"

Inside the cockpit, Huo Yuhao coughed up a mouthful of blood; countless bones in his body were broken.

despair.

A deep sense of despair.

He lay in the shattered cockpit, looking through the cracks at the nine figures high above in the sky, feeling utterly powerless.

He had planned everything, prepared everything.

They even considered their own lives as a possibility.

But he never expected that these shameless old bastards would actually be able to use that legendary divine pillar left behind by "Heaven"!

It was a system established to benefit all living beings; it was the cornerstone for maintaining the operation of the world.

Now, however, it has become a butcher's knife for this group of vested interests to maintain their rule and suppress change!

"How ironic..."

Huo Yuhao smiled bitterly, his vision beginning to blur.

"Xuanming... when you built all of this, did you ever imagine that one day it would turn out like this?"

"If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old..."

"But what if...we were blind that day?" (End of Chapter)