Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

When the silver dragon sensed the aura of the Asura God on Yang Ping'an, it seemed to feel a strange resentment, especially since its wounds seemed to ache slightly.

But Yang Ping'an remained calm, for the silver dragon before him was far more powerful than he was.

Finally, the silver dragon seemed to suppress its anger: "Young god, tell me why you've come to me. Is there some new collaboration you need to discuss?"

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but snort coldly: "Silver Dragon King, there's no point in you pretending to be stupid. Whether it's the soul bone from the Mountain Dragon King's torso or the inheritance of the Death God from the Death King Forest, I owe your dragon clan a favor, not too big or too small. You can make your request if you want anything."

The Silver Dragon King was also taken aback, but seemed to understand Yang Ping'an's meaning in the blink of an eye: "Are you really willing to pay too much for what happened back then? With your help, perhaps I still have a last hope."

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but chuckle: "Silver Dragon King, aren't you overthinking things? I just want to cooperate with you a little and show some favoritism to you. I don't care about your dragon clan's failure back then."

The Silver Dragon King was speechless for a moment. He had indeed overthought things. Yang Ping'an was speechless. What kind of intelligence did this soul beast race have? They were getting too big for their britches after he had only shown a little impression of them.

Yang Ping'an thought about it carefully before speaking: "No matter what, I hope that humans and soul beasts can live together more peacefully in the future. At least I don't want the profession of soul master to disappear too soon, and the soul beast race should also give me some peace and quiet."

The Silver Dragon King asked, somewhat puzzled, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Yang Ping'an smiled faintly: "It's nothing. I just plan to surround the Star Dou Great Forest with high walls in the future to separate humans and soul beasts. Humans are not allowed to kill soul beasts indiscriminately, but soul beasts are also not allowed to cross the boundary between the two. If any human soul masters need to regenerate, let them hunt for soul rings on their own, but they are not allowed to kill a large number of soul beasts."

The Silver Dragon King said, "Is this your measure to allow soul beasts and humans to coexist peacefully? Or is it your measure to allow the soul beast race to continue to spread?"

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but chuckle: "Silver Dragon King, aren't you mistaken about something? With the development of human soul masters, the decline of the soul beast race is inevitable. After all, a human's lifetime of cultivation is only a mere hundred years, but on average, they need more than five soul rings in the process, and the time required is also appropriate. However, it may take hundreds of years for the soul beast race to satisfy the soul ring needs of an ordinary soul master."

"The fact that we are here to talk already shows our sincerity. Otherwise, if I allowed the hostility of human soul masters and soul beasts to continue, the Star Dou Great Forest would probably shrink by at least a hundred times in just ten thousand years."

"Not to mention that some human soul masters possess soul skills with large-scale destructive power, especially some soul masters with poison attributes."

The Silver Dragon King remained silent for a while before speaking: "I know that the trend is irreversible. I am willing to promote the common development of the Soul Beast race and humans, but this is probably only a temporary solution. My Soul Beast race will still disappear sooner or later."

Yang Ping'an said, "If a new cultivation system does not emerge for human soul masters, the disappearance of the soul beast race is probably only a matter of time. With your strength, you should know that I have established the Underworld. Perhaps you can also establish a new world based on Dragon Valley, a world entirely composed of your soul beast race. In that case, perhaps you will still have a glimmer of hope."

The Silver Dragon King pondered for a while, his words seemingly filled with helplessness: "Perhaps you are right, I really should think carefully about the future of the Soul Beast race."

"But I am still somewhat unwilling. I am unwilling to accept the failure back then, and even more unwilling to accept what the five great god-kings of the god realm did back then."

Yang Ping'an said, "The outcome was already predetermined. You lost back then, so there was no hope of turning things around. If this weren't the mother planet of the God Realm, and if it weren't for the Dragon God's contributions to the God Realm back then, do you think the Five Great God Kings would have let you hide here?"

A glint of light suddenly appeared in the Silver Dragon King's eyes: "You're not here for something so trivial. What is your true purpose?"

A slight smile appeared on Yang Ping'an's lips: "My purpose in coming here is simple. I want to ask how I can obtain the Golden Dragon King's source power?"

The Silver Dragon King let out a loud laugh: "Hahaha, you're thinking too much. Back then, even the five great god-kings of the God Realm couldn't do anything to the Golden Dragon King and could only seal it away in the end. I never thought you would actually try to take the Golden Dragon King's source power."

Yang Ping'an said, "My Golden Dragon Martial Soul has reached a bottleneck. Perhaps only the Golden Dragon King's essence can make it stronger, or rather, can make it evolve again. And you are the person who understands the Golden Dragon King best in the world."

The Silver Dragon King asked, somewhat puzzled, "You don't seem to hide your ambition at all. Aren't you afraid that the other four Divine Kings will want to deal with you?"

Yang Ping'an revealed a hint of disdain: "This is the limitation of your soul beast race. As one of the five great god kings of the god realm, and especially as the enforcer of the god realm, if I can truly eliminate the Golden Dragon King, others will be eager to do the same. Not to mention that I am also the lord of the underworld. My strength will only make the three realms more stable."

"You should have felt the changes in Douluo Star and the God Realm recently. With the establishment of the Underworld, this world has formed a huge cycle, and the Soul Beast race and even all living beings will join this cycle sooner or later. At that time, it may be of great benefit to you."

The Silver Dragon King said, "What you've said isn't worth telling me about the Golden Dragon, much less worth my Soul Beast race paying such a price."

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "I don't have much malice towards the Soul Beast race. I also know about the Golden Dragon King's situation. He is probably secretly absorbing the origin of the God Realm to heal his injuries and even become stronger. I don't care about his petty theft, but I won't allow him to act recklessly in the future."

After talking for a while, Yang Ping'an left. In fact, Yang Ping'an was very clear that the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King had once been a whole, so they might be more familiar with each other and even know each other's true weaknesses. But this also led the Silver Dragon King to regard the Golden Dragon King as the last hope of the dragon race.

Yang Ping'an actually had another idea: if he could obtain Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong, perhaps he would have a way to absorb and devour the Golden Dragon King in the future, and ultimately surpass the God King.

After Yang Ping'an left, Di Tian arrived in the alternate dimension: "My lord, what exactly does Yang Ping'an want? He met with you so abruptly, isn't he afraid that the other god-kings will ostracize him, after all, he has only just become a god."

The Silver Dragon King suddenly became serious: "Perhaps the five great god-kings of the God Realm and I have underestimated Yang Ping'an's intentions and his ambitions. If I am unwilling to cooperate, I am afraid the soul beast race will face annihilation."

Di Tian seemed a little puzzled: "My lord, with enough strength, we should be able to easily crush Yang Ping'an. Why don't we just go all the way and keep this new Asura God here? That way, we can avenge the grudge from back then."

The Silver Dragon King said, "It's too late. This Yang Ping'an is already the Lord of the Underworld. And the Underworld is not only connected to Douluo Star, but also has a faint connection to all worlds. Even I may not be able to truly keep him here."

After Yang Ping'an left, he didn't take the meeting too seriously. After all, it was only a one-time meeting, and it was unlikely that the Silver Dragon King would betray the Golden Dragon King.

However, as time went by, the Soul Beast race gradually declined, and the Silver Dragon King would eventually have to make a choice: either sacrifice the Soul Beast race or sacrifice the Golden Dragon King.

In either case, Yang Ping'an would not suffer a loss. After becoming one with the two gods and becoming the Lord of the Underworld, he had gradually become unafraid of anyone.

Yang Ping'an then neither went to Wuhun City nor returned to the Elemental Academy in the far north, but instead returned to the Underworld to quietly await the outbreak of war.

The war that is about to break out in Wuhun City is probably the largest war in ten thousand years, both in terms of scale and number of people involved, and it is even possible that two gods will appear, which is unimaginable in the past.

If Yang Ping'an truly wants to abolish the human aristocracy, that is, to abolish the current aristocratic and imperial class system, then a great deal of bloodshed and countless deaths will be necessary. This is one of the reasons why Yang Ping'an does not want to take the initiative first.

Yang Ping'an himself will still need the power of faith from Douluo Star in the future, and he does not want to become an evil ruler in the eyes of the public.

In Wuhun City, after Bibi Dong devoured the Holy Dragon Douluo Tuoba hope, the injuries that Yang Ping'an had severely inflicted miraculously improved, and even showed signs of reaching their peak.

Unfortunately, with the loss of Rakshasa divine power, Bibi Dong seems to be getting further and further away from becoming a god. Even though she recently absorbed a soul ring that is over 50,000 years old, she is still far from being able to complete the transformation from level 99 to level 100.

Perhaps due to the disappearance of Rakshasa's divine power, Bibi Dong became calmer, and her heart seemed less dark than before. She even had a strange feeling towards Qian Renxue.

Unfortunately, it seems that everything is a bit too late now. Qian Renxue is in seclusion, and the three great empires are all working hard, preparing for the final battle at any time.

Inside the hall of worship, beneath the enormous angel statue, Qian Renxue looked somewhat pained, yet equally resolute, clearly undergoing the inheritance assessment.

Below, Qian Daoliu appeared incredibly calm and devout.

"Perhaps I was really wrong. My own ambition has been blinding me all along, and perhaps that is one of the real reasons why I cannot obtain the inheritance of the Angel God."

"But from now on, I will never do anything wrong again. For the sake of my angel race and the legacy of the Angel God, I will dedicate everything I have, including my life."

As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, his entire being seemed to radiate endless light, which subtly echoed the angel statue, especially the angelic holy sword.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Daoliu's soul power seemed to reach its peak. His body, soul bones, and even soul seemed to begin to melt faintly under the golden light, as if he were about to return to the embrace of the angel god.

Qian Renxue suddenly spoke up: "Grandpa, I don't want you to do this. I'd rather not become a god. You are my only family."

Qian Daoliu seemed to find some comfort in his melting body, and even reached out to stroke the face of his only granddaughter.

"Xiaoxue, we have no way out now. For the survival of my angel clan and for the survival of the Martial Soul Empire, you must become a god and complete the Nine Trials of the Angels. This may be my destiny to become the High Priest of the Angel God."

Qian Renxue's eyes seemed to be filled with tears: "Grandpa, I will definitely live up to your expectations. I will definitely bring the Angel Clan unprecedented glory." (End of this chapter)