Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 122 Three Soul Bones, Destroying the Rakshasa God's Divine Thought

Tang San felt that Rakshasa God was just playing a trick on him.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall is one of the successors to the Rakshasa God's position. What does he have to compete with the Pope for?
The Pope of the Spirit Hall is at least a Title Douluo, right? And he's very likely a Super Douluo, so even his father might not be a match for him.

Although Tang San was very confident in himself, he did not think he was invincible. He could discover that the Pope possessed the Rakshasa Divine Test, and the other party could certainly discover him as well.

He already had a grudge against the Spirit Hall. If this Pope were to disregard martial ethics and publicly order the Spirit Hall to attack him and eliminate his rival, that would be disastrous.

"What, are you scared?"

The voice of the Rakshasa God enraged Tang San.

"Since you already have other successors to the divine throne, why give me the opportunity to participate in the divine examination?"

“Of course I have more faith in you.” The Rakshasa God said sinisterly, “Don’t be fooled by the fact that the Pope is much stronger than you. When it comes to ruthlessness and evil, you are far superior to her. As long as you don’t hesitate like her, your chances of surpassing her and obtaining the Rakshasa Godhood are still very high.”

Tang San clenched his fist.

He knew that this was another test from the Rakshasa God, forcing him to make a choice and harden his heart to complete the divine trial.

"correct."

The voice of the Rakshasa God disappeared for a while, then suddenly reappeared.

"The woman next to your competitor has an Angelic Martial Soul. If you want to replace a certain God Exam candidate, you'd better work hard."

Tang San didn't know who the woman standing next to Bibi Dong was, but since she could walk side by side with Bibi Dong, and her aura and majesty were in no way inferior to Bibi Dong's.

Even if this person's strength is not as good as Bibi Dong's, it certainly won't be too far off.

Devouring such a powerful being is no easy task. The Rakshasa God may have given him a choice, but for him, there is virtually no chance of him devouring him.

The two blows weren't the end of it. Tang San's eyes flickered, and he noticed another figure etched in his memory in the Papal Palace behind Qian Renxue.

Ning Qiuyang!
Ning Qiuyang's appearance almost made Tang San forget where he was, and he only wanted to kill him at all costs.

"what?"

Rakshasa God let out a surprised sound, and then the sound disappeared from Tang San's mind.

Rakshasa God's shout brought Tang San back to his senses somewhat.

Good, good, good. His enemies, competitors, and those he wanted to devour had all come together. Tang San felt that a huge conspiracy was looming over him.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Qian Renxue noticed that Bibi Dong beside her looked a little off, and her pace slowed down.

Although Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong don't get along, in this situation, Bibi Dong losing face is equivalent to the Spirit Hall losing face.

Bibi Dong remained silent, but her steps had regained their steady pace.

Tang San's appearance did indeed have a great impact on her, but she still believed that she would eventually be the one to obtain the godhood.

After they had completely left the Papal Palace, the cheers became even more enthusiastic.

Bibi Dong regained her composure and displayed the prizes from the Soul Master Competition finals.

"Soul bone?"

"And it's three soul bones."

"Isn't the Spirit Hall going a bit too far?"

Using a soul bone as the reward for first place, and a soul bone that is at least ten thousand years old, is that too extravagant?

Those who knew about the rewards for first place in previous Soul Master Competitions also exclaimed that the Spirit Hall had gone all out this time.

"So what? In any case, the soul bone will eventually be obtained by the students of the Spirit Hall Academy. It's just a matter of transferring it from one hand to the other."

There is a relatively clear-headed humanity.

"Not necessarily. Anything is possible until the results are in." "Are you dreaming? The Spirit Hall Academy's contestants are far ahead in strength. Do you think the Divine Wind Academy, which is allied with Blazing Fire Academy, can defeat them, or the unknown Shrek Academy can defeat them?"

"Well, that's really unlikely."

After the initial excitement, most people believed that the outcome was already decided, and that the three soul bones would eventually fall into the hands of the Spirit Hall.

On the high platform, Qian Renxue, standing beside Bibi Dong, turned slightly to the side.

She discovered that Ning Qiuyang, who was also supposed to come out to see the excitement, had actually stayed in the Papal Palace.

"Hehehehe, what an interesting person. I can't even enter your spiritual sea."

Ning Qiuyang stayed in the Papal Palace because of this voice that had appeared in his ear.

"Are you the Rakshasa God?" Ning Qiuyang asked coldly.

"You actually know me? You know I'm a god, yet you're not afraid of me? Do you possess the divine inheritance of another god? No, you don't have the divine aura of those guys in the divine realm at all."

Rakshasa God found Ning Qiuyang increasingly interesting.

As a first-level god, even if it's just a divine thought, it's still very easy for him to peer into the spiritual sea of ​​others.

However, Ning Qiuyang's spiritual sea was incredibly solid. He couldn't even get a glimpse of Ning Qiuyang's emotions, let alone enter it.

"Now that you know I am the Rakshasa God, do you wish to inherit my divine position?"

Since there are already two divine examiners, Bibi Dong and Tang San, Rakshasa God wouldn't mind having one more.

Moreover, the more chaotic the situation, the fiercer the fighting, and the more intense the competition, the happier the Rakshasa God will be.

"The position of Rakshasa God? Even dogs wouldn't want that position, yet you dare to tempt me with it?"

"What did you say?"

The Rakshasa God's voice suddenly turned extremely cold.

Although he never intended to let others inherit the divine position easily, and was more interested in using it to tease others, it was another matter if others looked down on his divine position. Moreover, Ning Qiuyang did more than just look down on it.

"I think you want to die."

As soon as the Rakshasa myth was finished, he suddenly felt that the space around him was imprisoned.

How can this be?

Even if he is only a divine thought here, given the characteristics of the Rakshasa God, his divine thought is unpredictable. Ordinary soul masters would find it impossible to detect his divine thought, let alone imprison him.

"You talk too much nonsense. It would be better to just kill a mad dog like you with a stick."

Ning Qiuyang is not yet able to defeat a true god on his own, but he still has some ways to deal with this divine thought.

The elusive Rakshasa God had nowhere to hide under his Netherworld Heavenly Eye and was seen clearly.

bang~
The Rakshasa God's divine sense, which had been forcibly sealed by Ning Qiuyang, showed faint traces in an empty space, but was immediately covered by a bewitching red lotus karmic fire.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire is the most effective way to subdue the extremely evil Rakshasa God's divine thoughts.

"What the hell is this thing? Get away from it, get away from it now!"

The Rakshasa God's divine sense emitted a shrill howl; if others could hear it, they would surely perceive a despairing pain within its sound.

The more evil the Rakshasa God's thoughts are, the greater the harm and suffering caused to him by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

Even a divine sense could feel this boundless, excruciating pain.

"It's actually quite heat-resistant."

As soon as Ning Qiuyang finished speaking, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire surged forward dramatically. The Rakshasa God's divine sense, which was covered by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, was immediately unable to even let out a scream, and was burned to nothingness inch by inch by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

Ning Qiuyang clapped his hands, as if he had casually swatted a fly. Although it wasn't a big deal, it still felt a bit dirty.

(End of this chapter)