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

The sun is setting in the west, and the moon is high in the sky.

The two sides engaged in a bloody battle around Jialing Pass agreed to a temporary truce after nightfall.

Soul Masters are also mortal beings, and after a day of fighting, many low-level Soul Masters felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Inside the large tent, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

The excitement of being empowered by the God Realm yesterday has faded. At that time, they thought they were bound to win. Even if they couldn't break through the Spirit Hall's defenses in one fell swoop and take Jialing Pass, they would at least have a significant advantage.

However, in today's battle, they discovered that the Spirit Hall's strength was in no way inferior to theirs.

Their strength has greatly improved, but for some reason, the Spirit Hall will suddenly unleash strength far exceeding their own strength during battle.

"Marshal, in today's battle, we lost a total of five Title Douluos."

Hailong Douluo's expression was solemn.

Upon his return, Ning Qiuyang asked him to tally the losses.

Not to mention the losses of the other Soul Masters, five Title Douluos were lost in the battle alone.

Of these five Title Douluos, three died at the hands of Sword Douluo disguised as Ning Qiuyang. Of the other two, one was killed by Qian Renxue, and the other was killed by Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo working together.

Hailong Douluo's face was somewhat pale. Today, he was stopped by the Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing sisters, and their soul attack caused his soul to tremble and his mind to become dizzy.

"The Spirit Hall suffered no less losses than us; I alone killed four Title Douluo-level individuals."

Ning Qiuyang remained calm and even boosted morale.

The four Title Douluos "killed" by Ning Qiuyang all entered the Underworld to accumulate power, while the Title Douluos who died on the side of the Spirit Hall were truly dead. Of course, their souls will eventually return to the Underworld as well.

Ning Qiuyang's words still failed to uplift everyone's spirits.

Many people even harbored resentment.

If it weren't for you and Ning Qiuyang constantly fighting each other and preventing him from unleashing his full potential, our losses wouldn't have been so great.

Their breakthrough to the Title Douluo level was already a stroke of luck, and they could manage to win battles when things were going smoothly, but such a difficult and arduous battle truly filled them with dread.

After all, they had finally become titled Douluo, but they were constantly in danger of losing their lives. If it weren't for their fear of the God Realm, they would have even considered deserting.

"High Priest Poseidon, tell me about the strength of the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

Ning Qiuyang looked at Poseidon.

At this moment, Poseidon remained as calm as before, but traces of blood seeped from her left abdomen, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air.

Just by looking at how she didn't seem to care about Tang Chen, you could tell she wasn't in a good state.

“Very strong. Although the Pope of the Spirit Hall is not old, her cultivation level far exceeds my expectations. Her actual combat strength is even greater than that of Qian Daoliu.”

Poseidon commented in a very serious tone.

Poseidon even had a feeling that Qian Renxue hadn't used all her tricks today, and that she might still have some trump cards up her sleeve.

During her battle with Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue was even able to force her back once, taking the opportunity to kill a wounded Title Douluo from the Star Luo Empire.

Tang Chen raised an eyebrow, but ultimately said nothing.

His condition wasn't much better than Poseidon's. If Tang San hadn't asked Rakshasa for help at the crucial moment, allowing Rakshasa to take over Tang Chen's body, he might have been seriously injured.

"You should have been mentally prepared for how difficult the battle will be. Don't complain. All you have to do is do your best to defeat the enemy. You don't need to think about anything else."

"Yes."

Ning Qiuyang unleashed his full power, his cold gaze sending a chill down the spines of the weary crowd. After issuing warnings and threats, Ning Qiuyang waved his hand, dismissing them all.

"Lord God King..."

The God of Destruction specifically instructed that the daily battle situation be reported to him.

The God of Destruction's expression remained unchanged after hearing Ning Qiuyang's report.

"Your Majesty, perhaps we should change our fighting style slightly? The losses in today's battle were indeed quite significant."

“No, no need, you did very well,” the God of Destruction said.

Although the Spirit Hall displayed strength beyond normal levels, the God of Destruction knew that this was due to the help of the Underworld.

He felt that if it weren't for the strong support from the divine realm, the allied forces of the two great empires might have collapsed today.

The God of Destruction is quite satisfied with the current state of the battle, and is even pleased with it.

The losses of the two great empires and the casualties of the titled Douluo were not even worth mentioning to the God of Destruction.

They're just consumables; if they die, they die. As long as they can deplete the Spirit Hall's power, that's enough.

He even preferred the constant attrition in battle, perhaps because this would make the underworld more anxious than quickly breaching Jialing Pass and besieging the Spirit Hall, causing them to escalate their efforts until they were completely exposed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

The God of Destruction asked, "You said you fought Ning Qiuyang today. How strong is he?"

“Ning Qiuyang is indeed very powerful. Although I have obtained your divine power, I still feel a lot of pressure when facing him and have no confidence at all that I can defeat him.”

"You've done very well to get this far. These life-giving waters are more powerful than any healing soul skill you could ever receive."

The God of Destruction never expected Xue Qinghe to be able to defeat Ning Qiuyang. It was already quite remarkable that he could manage to entangle with Ning Qiuyang for a while like this.

The God of Destruction is indeed a good leader; every time he comes, he brings Ning Qiuyang something.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the God King," Ning Qiuyang said respectfully.

The God of Destruction casually waved his hand and disappeared before Ning Qiuyang's eyes.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Don't you know Xue Qinghe's capabilities? With his strength, how could he possibly stop Ning Qiuyang?"

In the realm of gods, the Asura God immediately expressed doubt about Xue Qinghe's battle record.

He didn't doubt Xue Qinghe's identity, but he felt that the battle report was exaggerated. He thought that Xue Qinghe might be like Tang Chen, exaggerating his battle achievements.

"Nothing is impossible. It's the truth. Ning Qiuyang's strength wasn't that great to begin with," the God of Destruction replied calmly.

The Asura God's face alternated between pale and flushed.

Ning Qiuyang isn't strong? He even stole his Asura Demon Sword. If Ning Qiuyang isn't strong, then what is he?

The God of Destruction continued, "The powerful abilities Ning Qiuyang used before were definitely not his own. He must have paid a price for using power that exceeded his own limits. The fact that he didn't use that river water or the giant gate that swallowed your Asura Demon Sword during today's battle proves that he cannot use that kind of power casually."

The Asura God thought that what the God of Destruction said might be true.

This lessened his fear of Ning Qiuyang, but also made him regret his impulsive actions back then.

If it weren't for a moment of impulsiveness in using the Asura Demon Sword against Ning Qiuyang, he wouldn't have lost his divine weapon forever.

However, the God of Asura didn't entirely believe the God of Destruction's words and planned to ask Tang Chen later, while also giving Tang San and the God of Rakshasa a warning. (End of Chapter)