Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

After Yang Ping'an communicated with the King of the Strange for a while, the King of the Strange seemed a little puzzled.

"Yang Ping'an, what exactly are your plans for dealing with the eighteenth level of hell, especially how do you want me to become its administrator?"

Yang Ping'an simply smiled, then took out a fiery red bead from his person, which was the inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent he had obtained from the City of Slaughter.

"Lord Death, this bead comes from the City of Slaughter and should contain a trace of the Asura God's divine power."

"I intend to use this bead as your source of power, then dissolve it and integrate it into the eighteen levels of hell, and add the power of reincarnation and the power of death to this inner core."

"Because it possesses the ultimate fire attribute, after adding my power, it will become a completely new flame that can eliminate all sins in the world. Those who are born with sins will suffer greatly in this flame. I call it the Red Lotus Karmic Fire."

"As for the Eighteen Levels of Hell, thanks to the influence of you, Lord Death, and this pearl, I have named them the Red Lotus Hell. Only those with extremely grave sins will suffer the punishment of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire for all eternity, making it impossible for them to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The King of the Strange couldn't help but nod: "That's a good idea. The inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent, combined with your power and your control over the Underworld, is quite a good choice."

The Asura God in the sky complained: Just how many good things has Yang Ping'an obtained from the world? First, he produced a broken Thor's Hammer, then a large piece of Living Gold, and also the Evil God King's Evil God Pearl, plus a bunch of immortal herbs and the Mountain Dragon King's torso bones.

Not to mention that Yang Ping'an also produced a bunch of 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones, many of which had various connections with the God Realm.

The King of the Uncanny thought for a moment and said, "Very good, I am very satisfied with your arrangements. However, if you want to become the Grim Reaper, you will have to walk this path on your own. I hope you will not forget your original intention."

As the King of the Uncanny finished speaking, the entire underworld seemed to begin to tremble, especially the blood-red River Styx, which was boiling as if it were celebrating something.

The body of the Strange King seemed to gradually solidify, and the originally scattered black phantoms began to solidify, eventually transforming into a ten-meter-tall black giant. In particular, this giant exuded endless death power, which even moved Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an hurriedly poured all his Death God power and Reincarnation power into the inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent. The entire inner core seemed to be drawn by something and began to gradually melt, eventually turning into a blood-red sphere.

As time went by, the sphere seemed to be stimulated by something, emitting endless flames that seemed capable of burning everything in the world.

The King of Eeries also seemed to have boundless power flowing into the sphere, and even its originally black body began to gradually disappear, as if it were turning into a soul.

The sphere and the body of the Strange King seemed to gradually merge together in the air, and finally, under Yang Ping'an's guidance, they gradually arrived at the eighteenth level of hell.

The once empty eighteen levels of hell now boiled over as the sphere entered, filling the entire space with blood-red flames, as if it were in a sea of ​​fire.

A black figure gradually rose from the sea of ​​fire, seemingly out of place with the entire eighteen levels of hell, yet gradually becoming one with the entire eighteen levels of hell. This was the King of Eeries.

The shadow gradually took shape, eventually forming a middle-aged man dressed in black with a snow-white face. This man appeared extremely calm, and his expression did not change even when he was in the midst of a sea of ​​fire.

As the King of the Strange entered the eighteenth level of hell, Yang Ping'an felt that the entire underworld was more closely connected to him, as if the entire underworld were something in the palm of his hand.

Yang Ping'an's voice instantly resounded throughout the entire underworld.

"Welcome, Lord Death, to the eighteenth level of Hell in my Underworld. Today, the eighteenth level of Hell is complete, and the Underworld is complete."

As Yang Ping'an finished speaking, the entire underworld seemed to undergo a dramatic transformation in an instant. All the rules seemed to have been perfected, and this small world finally took full shape.

At the same time, Douluo Star and the God Realm seemed to be shaken at this moment, as if they were being pulled by a great force.

However, the four great gods of the divine realm did not seem surprised. Instead, they all showed a hint of joy on their faces, as if they also knew that this was the day the underworld was completed.

As the Underworld truly took shape, all the souls that had died on Douluo Star seemed to be drawn in, and they all entered the Underworld. Even the God Realm was affected to some extent.

From this point on, the Douluo world was no longer just Douluo Star and the God Realm. The three realms seemed to have formed a huge cycle, and the entire world seemed to have become more stable, especially the God Realm. All the gods seemed to feel that the God Realm had become more solid and stable.

Yang Ping'an was overjoyed, especially since at this moment, his power of death and power of reincarnation seemed to have been greatly enhanced, and he could even travel to Douluo Star at will.

At that moment, a voice echoed in Yang Ping'an's mind.

"Yang Ping'an, the establishment of the Underworld and becoming the Lord of the Underworld are completed. The cultivation of dual martial souls to the nine-ring level is completed. All soul rings and soul bones are obtained. The eighth of the Nine Trials of the Grim Reaper is completed. The affinity with the Grim Reaper has increased by 10%, and the total affinity is 105%."

With the completion of the eighth trial of the Grim Reaper, Yang Ping'an felt that the power in his body seemed to have changed, as if it had become pure Grim Reaper power, and of course, it also had the attribute of extreme darkness.

The only slightly unexpected thing was that the golden dragon was still in its original form, seemingly connected to his death god power in some way, but with some different power as well.

Yang Ping'an's figure flashed, and in an instant he arrived in the eighteenth level of hell. The middle-aged man who had been resting with his eyes closed seemed to have opened his eyes as well.

Yang Ping'an quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Death, and congratulations, Lord Death."

Death opened his eyes and looked at his own body, his eyes seemingly gazing at the entire underworld, before finally letting out a sigh.

"I was left with only a wisp of divine consciousness, and I thought I was going to die for sure. I never expected to be able to come back to life. It seems that everything in the world is ultimately unpredictable."

"Yang Ping'an, the Underworld has finally been completed. Unfortunately, I am no longer the Grim Reaper I once was, but merely the master of the eighteenth level of Hell. I'm afraid I can no longer bestow my inheritance upon you."

Yang Ping'an smiled slightly: "Lord Death, you are too modest. This Underworld is the culmination of your life's work. Without Lord Death, where would the Underworld be? Now, Lord Death should be pleased to see the development of the Underworld."

Death nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't pursue many things in my life. Establishing the Underworld was my only pursuit. I didn't accomplish it in life, but I never thought I could accomplish it after death."

"Yang Ping'an, thank you so much for all of this."

After Death finished speaking, he actually bowed to Yang Ping'an. It should be noted that Death was once a God-King level being, and was definitely one of the strongest beings in the world. This bow surprised even Yang Ping'an and the hidden Asura God.

Yang Ping'an quickly returned the greeting: "Lord Death, you are too modest. Without you, there would be no Underworld, nor would I have achieved what I have today. Moreover, in the future, the Underworld will need your help to manage it together with me."

The Grim Reaper said, "I am doing this on behalf of the Underworld to express our gratitude to you. I know you came to me this time because of the Ninth Trial of the Grim Reaper. I do have some arrangements for the upcoming trials, but unfortunately, I can no longer help you."

Yang Ping'an quickly said, "I haven't received any information about the Ninth Trial yet. Please, Lord Death, give me some guidance."

Death nodded slightly: "Very well, I have two options for your ninth trial. The first option is that I will directly pass on the divine position to you, but since I no longer have the power, you will need to merge with the divine position yourself through the power of faith in the Underworld and Douluo Star. However, this process may take a relatively long time."

"As for the position of the God of Death that you are pursuing, it has always been within you, which is the Tower of Death that I gave you back then."

"Although you can use the Tower of Death now, you are not yet integrated with it. Only when you truly become a god will the Tower of Death be fully integrated with you."

"However, your affinity with the Grim Reaper has already reached 105%, so it shouldn't take too long now."

Yang Ping'an's heart stirred, and the Tower of Death, which was originally hidden in his heart, flew out instantly. In that instant, it seemed to begin to melt gradually, eventually turning into a black crystal. Moreover, Yang Ping'an felt that this crystal was actually emitting pure Death God power, beating like a heart.

"Lord Grim Reaper, are there any other methods besides this one?"

Death's expression turned somewhat serious: "To become a god, one normally needs a divine soul, divine artifacts, divine armor, and a divine body. Your body can already be considered godlike, but you don't have enough power to condense your tenth soul ring."

"My second method is to have other gods help you complete the final transformation of your body. However, because each god has different attributes, your pain will be multiplied, but you will also become more powerful. Moreover, you will need to pass the test of that god during this process."

"Since you already possess the full power of the Grim Reaper, this process will be extremely dangerous, so you need to consider it carefully."

Yang Ping'an did not hesitate: "Please arrange the second method for me, sir."

Before Death could say anything, a huge blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the sky. It was none other than the Asura God whom Yang Ping'an had met once before.

Yang Ping'an was surprised: "Greetings, Lord Asura God! I never expected that Lord Asura God would grace this place with your presence. My Underworld is truly honored."

The God of Asura spoke calmly: "Yang Ping'an, this isn't the first time we've met. There's no need for so much nonsense. The god that the God of Death invited is me. Looking at the entire world, only I have the strength to help you complete the final inheritance test, especially since you also have the Killing God Domain. You can be considered one of my inheritors as the God of Asura."

Yang Ping'an asked, "Lord Asura God, wasn't it said that if I inherit the position of Asura God, I cannot inherit the position of Death God? Is there some other difference?"

The Asura God snorted coldly: "You're quite clever. You actually dared to refuse my inheritance back then. I didn't expect you'd end up relying on me in the end."

"The Grim Reaper did indeed manipulate your body, and I cannot allow you to inherit both my and the Grim Reaper's divine positions at the same time. However, you are very lucky. You, who were half-dead, actually still have a sliver of life. It seems that all of this was preordained."

Yang Ping'an quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Lord Death."

The God of Asura ignored Yang Ping'an and instead looked at the God of Death beside him: "God of Death, did you foresee Yang Ping'an's situation, or did you anticipate this sliver of life within his body?"

Death simply said calmly, "Things are unpredictable. This is just an opportunity for this kid. Didn't you foresee this already?"

The Asura God snorted coldly, then waved his hand casually. Yang Ping'an felt as if he had instantly left the Underworld and entered a strange space.

This is an enormous palace, incredibly majestic, especially the massive throne upon which sits an extremely tall figure, radiating boundless Asura divine power—the very embodiment of the Asura God. (End of Chapter)