Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

The King of the Strange was also taken aback when he heard Yang Ping'an's words. Normally, the eighteenth level of hell should be the core of all hells, or even one of the cores of the entire underworld.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping'an actually wanted the King of Ghosts to guard the eighteenth level of hell. In other words, Yang Ping'an wanted the Grim Reaper to guard the eighteenth level of hell. So what should he do?

The King of Eeries thought for a moment before speaking: "Yang Ping'an, you should know that my strength is already very weak. As you complete your divine test, my own power is gradually weakening, and may even be about to dissipate."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I no longer have the power to maintain the Ninth Trial of Death for you. You will need to find new power yourself, or rely on the power of faith in the Underworld. Otherwise, you will never become a god, and you will never be able to leave the Underworld."

Yang Ping'an simply bowed and said, "Lord Death, don't you want to see your vision completed? Don't you want to see the Three Realms truly balanced?"

As the King of the Uncanny looked at the orderly underworld, a hint of nostalgia seemed to appear in his normally expressionless eyes. As the god of death, he didn't care about life or death, nor about his impending demise, but seeing the underworld he envisioned develop and grow was perhaps his only reason for attachment.

Yang Ping'an continued, "Lord Death, didn't you already have your thoughts on the ninth level of my Death God inheritance trial?"

The King of the Uncanny remained silent for a long time before speaking: "I do hope to see my goals achieved, and to see the Underworld grow stronger day by day, but I am a dying man and I am afraid I will no longer be able to preside over the affairs of the Underworld. Moreover, even you do not have enough power to make me the lord of the eighteenth level of Hell."

Yang Ping'an quickly said, "As long as you, Lord Death, are willing, I will naturally find a way to make your wish come true."

Since Yang Ping'an entered the Forest of Death, the wisp of Death's divine will has given him a lot of help. Yang Ping'an is still a little reluctant to let go of the last wisp of Death's soul.

Moreover, there's another point: this underworld was originally established by the Grim Reaper, and I am merely an inheritor, only providing some ideas. My contribution is far less than that of the Grim Reaper.

Most importantly, although he appears to be the lord of the underworld, the true master of the underworld is actually the god of death. Rather than inheriting the god of death's position, it would be better to let the god of death become the lord of the eighteenth level of hell, and share the underworld with the god of death.

Of course, this is also an attitude. Even if the underworld is really built, the gods and kings of the divine realm will definitely be wary. Rather than facing the gods and kings of the divine realm alone, it is better to bring the god of death along with them. At least those gods and kings will not be able to put on airs in front of the god of death.

Just as the King of the Strange hesitated, the God of Asura in the void spoke to him: "Death God, promise Yang Ping'an that I will handle the matter of his Death God inheritance from now on."

Just as Yang Ping'an had expected, the Asura God was thinking more deeply. In the future, the evil ones would rather communicate with the relatively familiar God of Death than with Yang Ping'an, at least it would save them a lot of trouble.

In particular, if the Grim Reaper becomes the ruler of the eighteenth level of hell, it also means that the divine realm will have more options, and at least the underworld will not be ruled by Yang Ping'an alone.

The King of Mysteries thought for a long time before speaking: "Yang Ping'an, do you know everything that happened when you entered the Death Forest, and even when you came to Douluo Star?"

Yang Ping'an was also shocked. He didn't expect that the Strange King would know that he came from Blue Star, which was his biggest secret.

Instead, the eerie king continued, "You don't need to worry too much about that. There are rules to everything in this world. In the past ten thousand years, there have been two souls in the Douluo world that were not born of themselves, but came from the outside world."

"Although you are considered outliers, as long as you comply with the rules of Douluo Star, even the five great god kings of the God Realm cannot say anything."

Yang Ping'an quickly asked, "Lord Death, may I ask why I came to this world?"

The Mysterious King chuckled: "You weren't specifically chosen by anyone; it's just that there's a loophole in the rules of this world. If we really have to say who brought you here, then it can only be the Dragon God from back then."

Yang Ping'an asked, somewhat puzzled, "Lord Death, didn't the Dragon God fall over a hundred thousand years ago? How could he possibly still interfere in the affairs of later generations?"

The eerie king said, "The Dragon God is profound and his strength is unparalleled in the world. Although he himself has perished, he left a contingency plan for the dragon race. You were attracted here by the rules of this world."

"Actually, there are many souls like yours that would be attracted here, but unfortunately, for various reasons, their thoughts and consciousness have been crushed, and they can only become ordinary people in the end. You are the only soul that has been preserved relatively intact."

"Otherwise, why do you think you were able to obtain the Golden Dragon Fruit? Why were you able to survive so easily in the Forest of Death? And why did you even easily obtain the soul ring and soul bone of the Titan Golden Serpent? These are all things that the Dragon God prepared for those who come after you."

Yang Ping'an carefully reviewed his past. There may have been many opportunities, but what truly surprised him was the seventh spirit ring of the Golden Dragon. He knew that with his strength at the time, he simply couldn't defeat a 100,000-year-old spirit beast.

In particular, the Titan Golden Python perfectly matched the attributes of its Golden Dragon in almost every aspect, which can be said to have brought about a true qualitative change in its martial soul.

Yang Ping'an hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Lord Death, why did the Dragon God do this? Or is there something he needs me to handle?"

The Mysterious King laughed and said, "That's not the case. The Dragon God has many plans. He just wants the newcomers to find a way out for the Dragon Clan and the Soul Beast Clan. He doesn't have any requirements. These are just your opportunities."

"But no matter what, you owe the Dragon Clan a huge favor, and you'll have to repay it yourself in the future."

Yang Ping'an's face also became a little serious: "My lord, I have never seen the Dragon God, and I have had little contact with the Dragon Clan. I can only say that I will try my best to give the Soul Beast Clan a way out, and try my best to let the Dragon Clan leave behind a corresponding legacy."

The eerie king said, "Never mind, everyone has their own thoughts. The Dragon God was just doing things arbitrarily. You'll have to face the consequences on your own in the future."

Yang Ping'an asked with some doubt, "Lord Death, could you tell me who the other person is? Perhaps I will meet him in the future."

The Mysterious King spoke with a hint of amusement: "The other person is none other than Tang San from the Douluo World."

"You two come from different worlds, so you both possess extraordinary luck."

"Logically speaking, Tang San's luck should be better than yours, but unexpectedly, his luck has been gradually declining over the years. Although he also has the potential to become a god, it is much lower than expected."

Yang Ping'an quickly spoke up: "Lord Death, was Tang San also brought to this world by the Dragon God? Why do I feel that Tang San's personality is completely different from mine, and he might even be more extreme? Moreover, his starting point is much higher than mine."

The eerie king said, "Although Tang San's arrival in this world is related to the Dragon God, he was also guided by the Asura God. Don't forget that Tang San's father, Tang Hao, possesses the Killing God Domain and is considered one of the Asura God's inheritors. It is because of the Asura God's guidance that Tang San's talent is so extraordinary."

"Besides, if it weren't for the God of Asura, do you think Tang San could have survived the great battle between Tang Hao and Qian Xunji back then?"

Yang Ping'an said, "Lord Death, if I remember correctly, Tang San didn't obtain the God of Slaughter Domain. Could it be that there was a problem with the guidance of the God of Asura?"

The Mysterious King smiled and said, "There is no absolute success or failure or victory or defeat in this world. I know that you have a grudge against Tang San and are very wary of him."

"But all of this is completely unnecessary. Although Tang San was guided by the God of Asura, he also has to be responsible for his own actions. He did not receive the inheritance of the God of Asura because of the changes in his personality and other aspects over the years, and even his various experiences."

"Yang Ping'an, remember this: you have to walk your own path. Any external things can only play a secondary role, or rather, can only assist you."

Yang Ping'an remained silent upon hearing this. Over the years, due to his hatred for Tang Hao, he had intercepted many of Tang San's opportunities, including the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and the Killing God Domain from the City of Slaughter.

When he went to the City of Slaughter ahead of time to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain, and even deliberately destroyed the City of Slaughter, he did have his own selfish reasons. No matter how you look at it, he would never allow his enemy to develop.

Yang Ping'an thought for a long time before bowing slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Lord Death. I will definitely walk my own path well and will not be disturbed by external things."

The King of Eeries sighed: "Compared to the decades or even centuries of ordinary people, the time of gods is very long, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. Temporary hatred or victory or defeat cannot be considered anything."

"You have always satisfied me. I hope you will not be trapped in hatred or contradictions, especially after you become the Lord of the Underworld. You should have more to consider."

Yang Ping'an seemed to have thought of something: "Lord Death, if Tang San was the work of the God of Asura, how could the God of Angels allow Tang San to be hostile to the Spirit Empire, and even allow the Spirit Empire to be destroyed?"

The Mysterious King's face revealed a hint of amusement once more: "Wasn't the destruction of the Martial Soul Empire partly due to your own little schemes? You can rest assured about that. The Angel God has already fallen, leaving behind only a wisp of divine consciousness, just like me."

"Moreover, the Angel God is far weaker than me. It's already quite remarkable that he was able to leave behind his legacy. Unfortunately, this legacy has been spun out by you and Tang San, so it's probably going to be lost."

Yang Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Whether it was Tang San or Qian Renxue, they would both be his enemies from now on. As long as they didn't have powerful backers, it would be fine. At least they weren't god-kings like the Asura God who could easily turn the tide of battle.

The King of the Strange seemed to show a hint of disdain: "Have I wasted my time talking to you? Although the gods of the divine realm have their own schemes, they don't care about your petty squabbles."

Yang Ping'an inwardly scoffed upon hearing this. In the original story, if it weren't for the successive interventions of the Asura God and the Sea God, Tang San wouldn't have been able to turn the tide in various desperate situations and ultimately lead to the destruction of the Spirit Empire. By figuring out the enemy's background, he had essentially made preparations in advance.

Especially the God of Asura, who could even bring the dead back to life, was definitely the situation Yang Ping'an least wanted to face. (End of Chapter)