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

Chapter 135 The Asura Demon Sword Severes Three Souls, the Ancient Path of the Underworld Annihilates the Sword's Light

"court death."

The giant hand formed a fist, but the divine power within it actively permeated the Yama's Palm, causing all five fingers to glow red.

At the same time, a majestic voice emanated from the palm.

"Qiuyang." Qian Renxue looked at Ning Qiuyang with concern.

This is not the underworld, and this divine power seems to be much stronger than the power of the sea god. She was worried that Ning Qiuyang would get hurt.

"Hmph, the power of the God-King is indeed incomparable to that of a first-level god, but to think that you can suppress me with just a bit of divine power is wishful thinking."

The Ten Kings of Hell Tower hung above Ning Qiuyang's head, and one after another, the phantom images of Yama entered Ning Qiuyang's body.

From King Qin Guang to King Tai Shan, a total of seven Yama phantoms merged with Ning Qiuyang's main body.

In this short time, the Asura God's divine power finally broke through the Yama Palm's obstruction, and the red divine power transformed into the phantom of a red-haired man.

The person stood in mid-air, holding a ball of light in his left hand.

Within this ball of light lies the soul of Tang San, who died at the hands of Ning Qiuyang.

"The energy you possess is very peculiar. You are the one who destroyed the two divine powers of the Sea God, aren't you?"

The divine power that the Asura God left in Tang San's body was originally only to ensure the immortality of his soul, but after Tang San's death, it was to bring his soul back to the God Realm.

However, despite Ning Qiuyang's obstruction, the Asura God of the God Realm had already noticed Ning Qiuyang through this divine thought.

"The sea god has searched this place many times, but to no avail. It seems that your abilities are stronger than he expected."

The voice of the Asura God was like muffled thunder. Most people present felt a sense of awe upon hearing the voice of the Asura God. Some of the weaker Soul Masters even had their legs go weak and knelt down directly in front of the Asura God's phantom.

With the power of the Seven Yama Kings empowering him, Ning Qiuyang was able to draw upon the power of the underworld much more smoothly. He faced off against the phantom of the Asura God standing in the sky, his imposing presence in no way inferior.

"It's curious, this Tang San is just a soul you brought from another world, why are you so concerned about him? Is he your own son?"

Ning Qiuyang had always been curious about this question.

Now that the God of Asura has appeared, he'll ask him some questions.

"Hmph." A look of displeasure appeared on the face of the Asura God.

"This person is the chosen successor to the divine position by this God-King. Even if he dies, his soul must be taken back."

Ning Qiuyang shook his head.

Those who aspire to inherit a divine position must undergo arduous divine trials, and many perish under these trials.

Even the Sea God, when choosing Tang San as his successor, although the rewards were generous and the assessment wasn't particularly difficult, still made him undergo nine divine trials, and didn't simply hand over the divine position to Tang San for nothing.

But the Asura God was different. Even though Tang San obtained the Sea God's position, he still rushed to give Tang San the Rakshasa God's position, as if afraid that Tang San would not want it.

In order to make Tang San, the Sea God, become the Asura God at the same time, they even came up with the bizarre move of using Xiao Wu as a sword sheath, which is really incomprehensible.

Bibi Dong was driven mad with jealousy after hearing what the God of Asura said.

She even began to believe Ning Qiuyang's claim that Tang San was the Asura God's biological son. If he wasn't the biological son, who would be so considerate to the successor of a godhood?

He faced immense difficulty in inheriting the position of the Rakshasa God, gaining little benefit and even hindering his own strength.

But this God King seemed determined to hand over the divine position to Tang San.

The Asura God clearly didn't want to explain too much, his majestic and cold eyes staring directly at Ning Qiuyang.

"I've said so much to you because you possess a world within your grasp."

He looked down at him and said, "Integrate your world into the divine realm, and I, the God-King, will grant you a first-level godhood in the divine realm."

"scoff~"

Ning Qiuyang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"A first-level god? You're quite generous. If a god like you were to enter my underworld, you wouldn't even be fit to be a ghost messenger, let alone a first-level god."

The underworld is even higher in level than the divine realm, and the Underworld Emperor has many first-level gods under his command. The Asura God thinks he can get rid of Ning Qiuyang with just a first-level god and voluntarily merge the underworld into the divine realm? He's really delusional. "How dare you."

The Asura God's eyes turned cold. No one, no god, had ever dared to speak to him, the dignified God King of the God Realm, like this.

"If I give you a chance and you don't cherish it, then I'll kill you and take over the world behind you."

As he spoke, the Asura God conjured a blood-red giant sword in his hand.

Even a single divine thought was not enough for the Asura God to believe that Ning Qiuyang, a human soul master who had not yet become a god, could withstand it.

The crimson greatsword swung down, and crimson sword light shot towards Ning Qiuyang.

"Qiuyang, be careful."

The moment the crimson sword light appeared, Qian Renxue's breath caught in her throat for a split second.

"rest assured."

Ning Qiuyang said calmly.

He reached out and grabbed, and a long, ancient path appeared between him and the Asura God.

As the crimson sword light entered the Yellow Springs Ancient Path, its speed immediately slowed down countless times.

The Yellow Springs Ancient Path may seem to exist only between Ning Qiuyang and the Asura God, but for this sword light, it is separated by thousands of miles, distinguishing between the past and the present.

Before they had gone far, the crimson sword light dimmed, as if its energy had been largely depleted by the journey and the passage of time.

The next moment, the crimson sword light shattered completely.

Asura God's eyes narrowed, and his regard for Ning Qiuyang increased significantly.

This human, who hadn't even become a god yet, was able to easily deflect his attacks. Even though he was just a wisp of divine power here, and the Asura Demon Sword in his hand was merely a projection of his true form, it was still something no human could withstand.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate, so you should also try this trick of mine."

Ning Qiuyang suddenly pulled, and a long river was dragged out by him.

The long river, like a whip, swept towards the Asura God.

This is a tributary that Ning Qiuyang drew from the River of Oblivion to connect with the underworld. Although it is as thin as a babbling brook, the power it contains is absolutely extraordinary.

The Asura God was unaware of the effects of the River of Oblivion, but he still sensed a deadly threat emanating from it.

"Open it for me."

The Asura Demon Sword was raised high, emanating a bloody and murderous aura that terrified onlookers, making them feel as if their own necks were about to be slaughtered.

The battle between Ning Qiuyang and the God of Asura was beyond the comprehension of the Soul Masters present; there were very few Soul Masters who dared to watch the two fight directly.

The Asura Demon Sword encountered a tributary of the River of Oblivion, causing the river to surge and be cleaved in two by the Asura Demon Sword. However, the Asura God did not relax his efforts in the slightest.

The shape of the river is not important; what matters is the rushing waters of the River of Oblivion within it.

As the waters of the River of Oblivion descended, the Asura God dared not be touched by them and retreated.

"Leave the things behind."

The instant the Asura God retreated, Ning Qiuyang activated the Underworld Borrowing Path, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye, and snatched Tang San's soul from his other hand.

"Put it down."

The Asura God reacted quickly, reaching out with his left hand and firmly grasping Tang San's soul.

As the waters of the River of Oblivion were about to descend, Ning Qiuyang remained fearless, but the God of Asura dared not bathe in the River of Oblivion with Ning Qiuyang.

In a flash, he raised the Asura Demon Sword and slashed straight at Tang San's soul.

Without even looking at it, he took the part of Tang San's soul that he had severed and transformed it into a red light that flew into the sky.

(End of this chapter)