Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Tu Shan Su Su, a tangled web of fate.

Chapter 73 The Smile of the Asura God! [Please continue reading]

At that time, he had just become a Title Douluo and was full of pride.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated by an unremarkable young man.

Not only did he brand his own face with a shameful turtle mark, but...

They couldn't even force out his martial spirit or soul skills.

This incident became a permanent pain in his heart, but also the driving force behind his constant pursuit of power.

After diligently cultivating to level 99, he still couldn't find the other person's figure no matter what he did.

That night, the ugly little turtle reappeared.

He suddenly remembered that scene and the words he had uttered, which were overshadowed by shame and anger.

"Xiaoxue, come with me!"

Qian Daoliu sighed softly, then waved to Qian Renxue.

Before long, a golden beam of light rose from the hall and shot straight into the sky.

A sacred and fiery aura instantly enveloped the entire Martial Soul City.

The stronger one's cultivation level, the more intense the sensation.

The first to notice this unusual activity was naturally Bibi Dong, who possessed the Rakshasa lineage.

She sat regally on the papal throne, and through the towering palace doors, one could sense the terrifying aura contained within the pillar of light.

That power far surpassed soul power.

It is power from another level—divine power!

That aura filled her with utter disgust, and she felt an urge to destroy it.

But reason told her, no!

It wasn't just because of Qian Daoliu, but because the source of that divine power was a deity!

"Who is it that has received the inheritance of the angel god?"

"Is that you?"

A young yet stubborn figure appeared in Bibi Dong's mind.

My feelings were incredibly complex, but they were quickly replaced by a surge of madness.

"No one can stop me!"

"Did it succeed?" Inside the offering hall, the worshippers held their breath and stared intently, their faces filled with anticipation and unease.

The elders of the Spirit Hall were also filled with doubt and uncertainty, their eyes fixed on the sacred and majestic hall.

Despite being filled with doubt and curiosity,

But they dared not overstep their bounds in the slightest, for that was the Hall of Worship, the most sacred place in Martial Soul City.

Sword Douluo and Old Poison Master, representing the Heaven Dou Empire, were in Wuhun City. They looked at the sacred mountain of the Wuhun Hall with suspicion.

The aura was both refreshing and chilling, far exceeding their comprehension.

Even the great battle between Tang Chen and that mysterious woman a year ago did not bring them such a strong feeling.

The elder leading the team from the Haotian Sect, and Tang Hao, who was secretly lurking in the shadows.

It was also terrifying.

Thinking that the Spirit Hall was going to attack them regardless of their reputation, they were all ready to run away.

But after waiting for a long time,

Apart from that overwhelming pressure that far exceeded expectations, there was no other movement.

They were left wondering what the Spirit Hall was up to, wondering if something had happened.

The influence of the angelic divine succession goes far beyond this.

Spirit world.

Originally, the God of Asura had temporarily forgotten about the Douluo Continent, but the strange movements in the God Realm caused a hint of surprise to flash in his eyes.

The benevolent gods and the evil gods descended to the mortal realm to inspect.

The fact that the God of Destruction and Life was indifferent to worldly affairs gave him an opportunity to realize his dream and advance to become the God of Creation.

however,

Just as he was busy making arrangements, the dilapidated angel temple suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Above the divine realm, the stars representing the angels and the divine throne shone once more.

What this means is self-evident.

"Damn it, what a bunch of filthy rats!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Asura God, and his voice echoed in the empty hall, as if even the air itself had frozen.

"Don't wait until I'm free, or I'll suppress you in the Abyss of Demons for ten thousand years, subjecting you to the torment of countless demons devouring your hearts day and night!"

His gaze shifted to the ancient mirror, in which Qian Renxue's figure was reflected.

In an instant, his gaze turned to the realm of gods.

There, the eyes of countless gods were focused on the revitalized Temple of Angels, and discussions rose and fell.

"Has the Angel Goddess finally reappeared after countless years of decline? Back then, she was hailed as the strongest being second only to the God King. What a pity!"

"I wonder how much divine power the new angel god will inherit!"

"Do you think it's possible to surpass the Sea God and once again become a being second only to the God King?"

The gods made no attempt to conceal their opinions.

Poseidon listened to every single word.

On the surface, he remained polite and kind, appearing harmless.

My heart was already burning with rage.

He wished he could tear that so-called angelic successor to pieces right now.

You must know, the fall of the angel god,

His contribution is indispensable.

Who told that bitch to act so high and mighty?

He had been pursuing her for so long, and she wouldn't even give him a second glance.

He has a special fondness for a lowly third-level god!

The Asura God stood at the highest point of the divine realm, looking down upon all the gods.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing through layers of mist and taking in the expressions of every deity.

When his gaze fell upon the sea god, his hypocritical and pretentious demeanor stirred something within him, and he began to consider his options.

The divine realm has been divided into two major factions since ancient times. The Law faction, led by destruction and life, derives its power from the divine realm itself. Initially powerful, it grows slowly, and its strength is closely tied to the rise and fall of the divine realm. The Order faction, on the other hand, is guided by good and evil. Its power comes from the desires and aspirations of all living beings in the myriad realms. Although it starts slower, its growth potential is enormous, and its upper limit is limitless.

Over the long years, these two factions not only developed independently but also learned from each other. They shared a common intuition—that by mastering the other's power, they might be able to reach the realm of the creator god.

The Asura God, as the embodiment of slaughter and judgment, seems out of place between these two factions.

They were both god-kings and the first generation of gods, created by the creator god.

However, he fought his way up from the lower realm to the divine realm, inheriting the authority of the Asura God.

Because they hold the power of killing and judgment.

Both sides are suppressing him, intentionally or unintentionally.

This left him all alone.

With his strength, he actually became the lowest-ranking god-king. Isn't that ridiculous?

He certainly couldn't just sit and wait to die.

He began to court third-party forces that had created their own divine positions in order to enhance his influence.

He was the one who tricked and eliminated the stubborn and unyielding angel god.

Otherwise, with Poseidon's mediocre skills,

They were already defeated.

And yet this guy is so smug about it, it's ridiculous!

"Sea God, come to my Asura Temple!"

Poseidon's smile froze, and a sense of panic washed over him.

I have no connection with the God of Asura, so why are you suddenly calling me?

Did I do something wrong?

He tried hard to recall,

But apart from that incident thousands of years ago, he has always strictly abided by the laws of the divine realm and has never transgressed them in the slightest!

Filled with trepidation and uncertainty,

The moment he stepped into the Temple of Asura, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Inside the temple, the light was dim, with only a few rays of sunlight shining obliquely through the high windows, creating dappled light and shadow.

An ancient and mysterious atmosphere permeated the air, inspiring awe in everyone.

"Greetings, God of Law! May I ask what brings you here?"

Poseidon's expression carried a hint of humility.

Despite what the gods all say, he is the number one person second only to the King of Gods.

But he wasn't stupid. The difference between a first-level god and a god-king is not as simple as it sounds.

The fact that he can control the power of the gods alone is enough to have him completely under his thumb.

The Asura God sat enthroned on his throne, his gaze piercing through Poseidon's very soul. His voice was deep and powerful:

"Recently, evil and good have been patrolling the myriad realms. I have been busy with affairs of the divine realm and have also gained some insights into my cultivation. As the most accomplished of the first-level gods, you should take on the responsibility of overseeing the myriad realms!"

I'm giving you a chance, you have to seize it!

"Thank you for your trust in the law enforcement deity; I have no choice but to accept!"

Poseidon looked excited.

This is like a windfall!

Not only could he stand before this most majestic and solemn god-king,

Leave a good impression

It can also enhance one's status in the divine realm.

He has firmly established himself as the number one person after the God-King.

"Yes, do your best and don't let us down. Go!"

A smile appeared on the eternally unchanging face of the Asura God.

(End of this chapter)