Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 233 Martial Soul Reversion, Wu Feng Gets Furious

"Xiao Zi, do you think he can succeed?"

"I don't know—Little Green, if he succeeds in the mortal realm, perhaps he will become the first mortal to bear the divine positions of two god-kings."

In the realm of the gods, beneath the radiant Tree of Creation, Destruction was embraced by Life, whose arms encircled his waist like those of a child. Destruction, however, stared expressionlessly at the scene playing out in slow motion hundreds of times within the crystal ball.

He had a pair of parasols above his head, and he pursed his lips as he looked at Ning Wuque's body in the picture, which had gone from being the same height as him to being two heads taller.

This kid is so young and doesn't know what's good about being a cute boy; he mistakenly thinks being tall is a treasure.

"Yes, when the shackles of divine authority are gone, we might be able to have a child of our own. Without destruction, life will not be hindered."

"Hmm—how's the search for your successor going?"

"There are many, as numerous as the stars, but if possible, I would like to wait and see if this little guy can transform into a spirit of life in the lower realm."

"It's probably unlikely. This kid will only be able to achieve the reward of the four divine trials if it's a baptism of life."

Shaking his head, he realized that because of Ning Wuque, Destruction had already swept through Douluo Star. Even if they drained this small, broken place dry, they could only squeeze out 80% of the progress.

Ning Wuque's time before becoming a god is limited. If he can achieve 50%, he will be considered extremely lucky. The rest can only be made up for by life using the rules of the divine test rewards.

Moreover, Destruction also discovered something interesting on Douluo Star. The aura of the Dragon God seemed to have scattered there, held by a black dragon cub. He seemed to have seen it before, in the distant past.

"Perhaps, we can—"

"No way! Rules are rules. If even the enforcers of the divine realm are leading the way in breaking the rules, then what's the point of having rules at all?!"

"Alright, alright~ You always react like this when it comes to rules. Even the Sea God broke the rules, didn't he? I just wanted to—"

"He is him, and I am me. Once this kid comes up, I'll have him keep an eye on Tang San. I really hate that guy; he doesn't follow the rules and is stuck in his ways. Humph!"

With a cold snort, the two fell silent, watching the scene inside the crystal ball until Ning Wuque had completely absorbed all the life force from the Life Baptism. Only then did they casually wave their hands and distribute the second reward that had been prepared beforehand.

"Cool!"

It's like taking a shower on an autumn morning, standing on the balcony, putting on the underwear that dried last night, and feeling refreshed by the cool breeze.

Ning Wuque felt that his strength had once again made great progress. Although his combat power had not increased much, his health bar and recovery ability had more than doubled, making him more capable and durable!

Before he could even adjust to his vibrant new body, the second reward from the God of Destruction's Trial arrived as promised:

[Reward Two: Bloodline Reversion, Amethyst King Beast]

Ning Wuque, who had just settled down, suddenly and involuntarily activated his Martial Soul Possession, and this time the Possession was forcibly transformed into a beastman form.

Ning Wuque's clothes began to dissipate, and then a silvery-white keratin layer, like armor, grew out of his skin, even bearing emerald and agate-colored linear stripes due to his own condition.

At the same time, a pair of sky-piercing horns grew from his head, his teeth were as sharp and dense as shark teeth, a small ant abdomen extended from behind him, and his hands transformed into incomparably sharp, shell-like claws, each two meters long, resembling a Behemoth.

On his forehead, a purple crown was inlaid with a gem made of divine seal, and his entire body exuded an ancient aura from within.

A powerful and majestic aura.

Even his height has increased dramatically to 2.1 meters!

"Ha~! Ha~! Ha~!"

Lying on the bed, Wu Feng, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly sat up as if his hair had been bristled. His loose long hair shone with a fiery red light, and at the same time, his martial spirit involuntarily possessed him.

She was on all fours, her dragon eyes darting left and right, a strange aura gradually rising in her heart, accompanied by her increasingly angry killing intent.

"Fengmei, what happened to you?"

"I—ha! I don't know, I want to—kill—ha!"

Ning Tian was awakened by the noise. She looked at Wu Feng, who was sprawled on the bed like a cat with its fur standing on end, and was full of confusion. Wu Feng had even possessed a martial spirit, with a dragon tail swinging vigorously, and his expression was twisted as if he was fighting against something.

What's wrong?

A whoosh of wind reached his ears, and Wu Feng's pupils turned into vertical dragon eyes as he completely lost consciousness. Then, as if confirming his location, he turned his head toward the kitchen and pounced forward with a kick of his hind legs.

boom!

The wall was breached by the rushing wind from the witch.

boom!

Another wall was smashed open by the rampaging witch wind. In just three seconds, she crossed the obstacle and arrived at the kitchen. It looked like she was about to smash open the basement door and rush in to give Ning Wuque a hard blow.

Not far away, Gu Long also felt an urge to kill Ning Wuque because of his martial spirit. Fortunately, his will was unwavering, and his love for his wife surpassed everything else. Everything related to his wife outweighed everything else.

Coming to his senses, he glanced at Wu Feng, who was dizzy and disoriented from being violently thrown against the air in front of him due to his spatial barrier, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

*Thud!*

Wu Feng was knocked unconscious by Gu Long, and his martial spirit automatically disintegrated. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and walked step by step to the door of her and Ning Tian's bedroom.

Ta-da!

She knocked on the door, just as she was about to throw Wu Feng back to sleep, when Ning Tian's head peeked out from the hole in the wall. Looking at Wu Feng being held by her great-grandfather, she slowly asked, "What happened, Great-grandfather? Wu Feng—"

"Go to sleep peacefully. It's all because of that brat Wuque. I don't know what he's doing, but even I have murderous intent towards him."

"this!"

"Don't worry, I still have that much self-control. I won't lose my mind like this little girl."

"Thank you, great-grandfather. I'll open the door for you."

Click~

Ning Tian opened the bedroom door, first taking Wu Feng from Gu Long's arms, then closing the door after Gu Long left, and going back to sleep with the unconscious Wu Feng.

As for the house—let someone come and fix it tomorrow.

Inside the basement, Ning Wuque was unaware of the immense turmoil caused by his ancestral martial soul. Not only Gu Long and Wu Feng, but all the martial soul masters on the entire Seagod Island whose martial souls were dragons or sub-dragons were startled awake, their eyes red as if they had seen their father's killer, and they were all ready to rush over and kill him in his arms.

But in the end, all of them were soothed by a warm golden light, and then fell into a deep sleep under mental hypnosis.

At this moment, Ning Wuque was carefully receiving the guidance of life, while the silver dragon-devouring ants in his sea of ​​consciousness closed their eyes and floated gently in mid-air.

Its body is getting bigger, stronger, and more ferocious.

A new small horn gradually emerged from above its forehead, at the center of its two towering tentacles, forming a triangle that resembled a crown.