Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 185 Snow-White Swan Kiss

As Yang Ping'an continued forward, the Blood River gradually drew closer. Upon closer inspection, the entire Blood River appeared to be boiling, with a red aura permeating the entire Hell Road.

Yang Ping'an felt his killing desires being amplified infinitely, his mind filled with a blood-red hue, but he still forced himself to keep moving forward.

By the time they reached the end of Hell Road, the Snow River was almost level with it, and what lay before them was like a sea of ​​blood, especially with a red aura emanating from it.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's mind had gone completely mad. His mind was filled with images of his father being killed and his mother dying of depression. In particular, he saw Yu Luomian's disdainful look towards his father and Tang Hao's blood-red Haotian Hammer, which seemed to be about to smash down at any moment. He felt as if he had been possessed by an evil aura.

Yang Ping'an was very clear that what lay ahead was the greatest test of the entire Hell Road. He needed to use his wisdom to cross the last thousand meters while enduring the evil aura of the entire Hell Road. After all, since entering the Hell Road, evil aura had been invading his body, and the deepest part of the Hell Road was still the source of all evil aura.

At this critical moment, a moment of clarity finally came to his mind. This clarity came from the head soul bone. The 70,000-year-old head soul bone was definitely a top-grade item in the soul master world, even stronger than the one Tang San had in the original novel.

Stimulated by this clarity, Yang Ping'an's mind gradually calmed down, and he continued to recite the Heart Sutra: "Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajnaparamita... emptiness is not different from form, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is form, form is emptiness..."

As time went on, Yang Ping'an chanted the Heart Sutra, and gradually returned to normal. He even felt an unprecedented sense of comfort throughout his body. What did it matter if he was filled with murderous aura? As long as he could achieve his goal, he would not hesitate to become a demon.

Yang Ping'an stared blankly at the Blood River. After thinking for a long time, he took out a very special jade box from his soul tool. This jade box was different from other jade boxes. Other jade boxes were just ordinary boxes for storing things, but this jade box was completely sealed from beginning to end.

Inside this jade box is a very strange immortal herb, which is entirely snow-white. Each leaf seems to drip water, and the entire herb resembles the neck of a swan, known as the Snow-White Swan's Kiss. ​​It is the most terrifying and lethal of all immortal herbs.

Looking at the river of blood before him, Yang Ping'an's eyes gradually turned bloodshot: he was an ordinary person from Blue Star, who didn't care about the civilization of his past life, nor about the battles between his sect and the major powers. The only thing he cared about was his parents.

My father and mother gave me the warmest time in both my lives. Only during that time could I feel that I was alive and feel the love of my family.

However, Yu Luomian and Tang Hao destroyed his only family bond and his only beautiful memories. Even if it means becoming a demon on the spot, they still need to pay the price.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an once again reviewed the original story. If the Snow Swan Kiss were thrown in, the entire Killing City would be destroyed, and evil soul masters would roam the continent in the future. Tang San would be the culprit behind it all.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an didn't care whether he became the culprit or caused chaos in the world. As long as he became a god, he could rebuild the Killing City sooner or later.

On the contrary, if Tang San were to inherit the position of the Asura God, then his revenge would be hopeless. He didn't care about Tang San, or about so-called justice and evil; he only cared about Tang Hao's death and that he must tear his enemy to pieces.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an threw the Snow Swan Kiss into the Blood River without hesitation. The originally boiling Blood River instantly seemed to be stimulated by something, and all the aura of the entire Hell Road was immediately dyed blood red. The Hell Road behind him began to collapse piece by piece, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart.

Yang Ping'an just gave a cold laugh, and then six golden wings stretched out from his back, which were the Purple Gold Six Wings.

With the flapping of his wings, Yang Ping'an flew rapidly toward the other side of Hell Road. But unexpectedly, the closer he got to the other side and the white gate of light, the stronger the killing aura became, as if it was about to engulf him at any moment. Especially in the last few dozen meters, it felt as if his wings were out of control.

But having come this far, Yang Ping'an would not back down. He had no choice but to use all his strength, grabbing the stone wall with both hands like claws, and then leaping with all his might. When he came into contact with the stone wall again, he grabbed it with both claws once more.

At the same time, Yang Ping'an raised his mental power to the limit, especially his head soul bone, which directly raised the power of the soul bone to the limit. He absolutely could not fail at the last moment, otherwise he would fall into the boundless hell.

After several jumps, Yang Ping'an's entire body entered the portal of light, and finally, all his consciousness disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ping'an slowly began to wake up, only to find himself in a forest, surrounded by lush greenery that seemed to be full of life, a stark contrast to the evil aura of the Killing City.

Yang Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving the City of Slaughter, he felt incredibly happy. Only at this moment did he feel that he was still alive and that the life force within him was real.

Yang Ping'an carefully examined his body. On his originally smooth shoulder, there was now a special white mark that looked like a bat tattoo, somewhat like the last bat in the hellish killing field.

When Yang Ping'an infused his soul power into the bat mark, his eyes immediately turned blood red, and at the same time, a white light emanated from his body, directly enveloping the entire world. It felt as if all living beings were trembling under the white light, which was the effect of the Killing God Domain.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an burst into wild laughter. After two years of hard work, he had finally obtained the Killing God Domain, which was his first domain and arguably his most practical one.

The final Snow Swan Kiss was actually the real goal of the past two years. Yang Ping'an absolutely could not tolerate Tang San obtaining the Killing God Domain, let alone that he could obtain the inheritance of the Asura God without paying a price. You must know that among all of Tang San's adventures in the original story, the inheritance of the Asura God was the truly heaven-defying one, and it was also the foundation for his ability to turn the tide.

Now that the City of Slaughter has been destroyed by him, even if Tang Chen wanted to pass on the Asura God Trial to his great-grandson, it might not be possible.

However, when Yang Ping'an carefully observed the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon, he was immediately stunned. The Purple-Gold Demon Dragon had now reached a length of fifteen meters, completely unlike its original docile and cute appearance. Its eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast that had spotted its prey, and it seemed to be filled with an evil aura. In particular, a white bat mark had appeared on the belly of the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon, which meant that the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon had been recognized by the Killing God Domain.

(End of this chapter)