Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 212 The Power of Death

Looking at Yang Ping'an's slightly ferocious expression, the King of Eeries seemed to recall many things from the past, and also seemed to have a feeling he had never experienced before.

After an unknown amount of time, the King of Eeries finally spoke slowly: "Boy, I have a question for you. If your answer satisfies me, I might spare your life; otherwise, you'll stay here forever."

Yang Ping'an bowed respectfully: "Senior, I can answer anything I know, and I will absolutely follow my heart."

The Mysterious King nodded: "With your knowledge, you probably have some understanding of the God Realm. When the Dragon God was born, he founded the God Realm. But did you know that the Dragon God, due to problems in his cultivation, became cruel and ruthless? This led to the largest war in the history of the God Realm, in which countless gods perished, including many God-King level experts. The God Realm began to decline as a result. If you were a member of the Dragon Clan, what would you do?"

Yang Ping'an was also puzzled when he heard this question. Judging from the attitude of the God of Death, he should be considered the senior of the God of Asura. His strength was probably even above that of the God of Asura back then.

However, on the other hand, as the one who fell back then, was there something unresolved in his heart, or was there some obsession in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have become like this now.

Yang Ping'an thought for a moment before speaking with a resolute expression: "Senior, if I were a dragon, I would fight to the death. I don't care about the big picture, or about war or harm. I only know that as dragons, the Dragon God is our family, and I would do anything to avenge our family."

The King of the Uncanny spoke again, asking, "But have you ever considered that your enemy might be even more powerful than you imagine?"

Yang Ping'an shook his head: "There is no such thing as being strong or not. So-called strength is only relative. If you are not as strong as your enemy now, you can work hard to cultivate and seek opportunities. In the end, you will definitely become stronger than your enemy and you will definitely be able to take revenge. I will definitely walk the path I have chosen, even if it means eternal damnation."

The Mysterious King looked at Yang Ping'an with a strange light in his eyes before finally speaking slowly: "Boy, you might be right. I've carefully observed your past. Your talent at the beginning was probably not strong, or even quite poor. Perhaps it is precisely because of your mindset that your talent and strength have reached their current level."

"Fine, since we've come this far, I'll give you a chance. If you can meet my requirements, perhaps you still have a sliver of a chance to inherit the position of the God of Death."

Yang Ping'an was overjoyed: "Thank you, Senior Death God. I will definitely cultivate diligently and will be able to inherit your divine position in the future."

The King of the Uncanny only chuckled self-deprecatingly: "I can hardly be considered a god of death anymore; I merely left behind a wisp of divine will before my death. As for your so-called inheritance of the divine position, I am only giving you a sliver of an opportunity. Whether you can achieve it in the future, or whether you can accomplish it, depends on your own destiny."

"Boy, do you know what Death is? What is Death's divine position?"

Yang Ping'an's expression froze. The original Bleach manga didn't describe it much, so there was nothing to refer to. However, after thinking carefully for a while, he said, "Senior, the so-called Bleach should be someone who controls all life and death in the world, or rather, someone who controls the cycle of reincarnation in the world. Rather than calling him the Bleach, he should be called the God of the Underworld."

The King of the Uncanny nodded: "Your insight is quite interesting. Death does indeed govern life and death in the world, but unlike all other gods, Death is actually the only god who controls the aura of death."

As the words fell, a cloud of black mist filled the entire space, seemingly unable to stop it even with all of Yang Ping'an's soul power. I felt a tremor run through my body and soul.

The King of the Strange continued, "This is death energy, an aura that is only emitted after a person dies. This aura is one of the strongest forces in the world, but it is more dangerous than the power of the Asura God. If a person's mind is slightly weak, they will be corrupted by death energy and eventually become a puppet that only knows how to kill."

"You should have encountered many black creatures in Death Valley. Can you guess what they are?"

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's heart was filled with shock. He had killed many strange creatures outside, but he had never thought about how these strange creatures were formed. He just thought they were puppets of the gods.

However, Yang Ping'an, thinking of the City of Slaughter, seemed to suddenly become more enlightened: "Senior, could those black creatures outside be people who died here before? Or perhaps the souls of those who died here?"

The King of the Strange couldn't help but laugh: "Boy, you're quite knowledgeable. Those strange beings outside are indeed ordinary people who entered this place. After their souls were tainted by the death energy, they can never enter the cycle of reincarnation. They must wander in this Valley of Death for all eternity, serving as my servants for life."

Only now did Yang Ping'an begin to understand why there were only strange things in Death Valley. Once you entered Death Forest or this place, there were no more strange things. They had probably all been absorbed by the King of Strange Things.

The King of Eeries' voice became extremely calm: "Since you want to inherit the position of the God of Death, you need to demonstrate your willpower. For the next three months, you will stay in this underground palace. If you are not tainted by the death aura, perhaps I will give you a chance."

"During this process, you must not use any of your Asura divine power, and it will be extremely painful. I hope you can endure it."

As the King of Eeries finished speaking, his enormous figure vanished, leaving the entire underground palace filled with a black aura that made one feel as if they were falling into an abyss.

Especially at this moment, Yang Ping'an actually felt that his Killing God Domain was being restricted, which was quite unbelievable. You should know that the Killing God Domain came from the Asura God, and there should be no way in this world to restrain it.

However, seeing the black aura filling the sky, Yang Ping'an quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, using all his strength to resist the black aura, even ignoring the pain in his body.

However, the black aura was even more powerful than Yang Ping'an had imagined. It not only infected his body, but also his martial spirit and soul at the same time. Even his soul felt a little tremble.

Yang Ping'an bit his tongue, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The pain might temporarily resist the invasion of the black aura, but to truly endure these three months, he needed to strengthen his will.

After a moment's thought, Yang Ping'an began to silently recite the Heart Sutra, using all his strength to resist the black energy.

Deep within the underground palace, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be overlooking the entire palace, especially watching Yang Ping'an's current situation.

Those red eyes belong to the King of Eeries, or rather, the Grim Reaper.

At this moment, Death couldn't help but mutter, "This child is quite interesting, especially his martial soul, which actually shows a tendency to evolve into the Dragon King. Given time, he will surely achieve something. I just don't know if he can withstand my power of Death. Perhaps it was all preordained."

"However, my power of death is not so easy to withstand. It is more ferocious and brutal, darker and easier to lead people down the path of evil than the power of the Asura God. Even the Dragon God praised it back then."

Throughout the entire process, although Death was somewhat influenced by Yang Ping'an's words, what he valued most about Yang Ping'an were his two martial souls, especially the dragon-type martial soul that was evolving. With his discerning eye, he could immediately discern the initial form and potential of Yang Ping'an's martial soul.

But after so many years of hard work, Yang Ping'an has managed to evolve his martial soul to this level. Does that mean that Yang Ping'an's martial soul has unlimited potential in the future? It might even create miracles.

In comparison, Death God values ​​Yang Ping'an's other martial soul more. This martial soul is not strong enough in the past or present, and even seems very weak compared to the Golden Demon Dragon. However, since the martial soul is the body, it has greater compatibility and plasticity.

Furthermore, Yang Ping'an's second spirit has not yet been equipped with any spirit rings, which means that the second spirit has unlimited potential for development and may even be able to withstand the power of death.

Thinking this, Death seemed to merge with the entire Valley of Death, a pair of scarlet eyes appearing above the valley. Looking up at the sky, he murmured, "Dragon God, is this child your backup plan? Is he the hope for the rise of your dragon race?"

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, in a mysterious void, an extremely tall man spoke to the void: "My lord, I suddenly sensed a trace of the Dragon King's aura on the Douluo Continent. Could it be that the Dragon King still survives? Or that some remnants of the Dragon King's bloodline still exist in the world?"

Suddenly, a giant eye opened in the darkness, its gaze seemingly captivating and able to pierce through the void.

(End of this chapter)