Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

Chapter 300 God of Destruction and God of Space

Twenty days have passed since the start of the Death Return Tour in the Divine Realm.

On a desolate wasteland in the realm of gods, a long procession is making its way forward with difficulty.

They came from all directions, all heading towards the same place—that desolate edge of the wilderness, where golden and black energy was surging.

But the further you go, the more difficult the road becomes.

The first wave of resistance came from swarms of cursed spirits.

They emerged from the ground, rushed out from behind the ruins, and squeezed out from the gaps in the tents, layer upon layer, densely covering the entire wasteland.

Those gods who led the way were torn apart, smashed, or swallowed whole, one by one.

Some of the remains were left on the ground, where they were quickly devoured by other cursed spirits.

However, some powerful individuals managed to break through the group of cursed spirits.

Covered in blood, wielding their divine weapons, they fought their way forward, racking up points as they went.

Tang San was one of these people.

But he didn't fly at all.

He did not take off for the past twenty days.

"Lord Tang, why don't you fly over there?"

One of the level 2 gods in the team couldn't help but ask.

Tang San did not answer immediately.

He simply looked up and glanced at the gray-gold sky on the distant horizon.

Then he said, "You watch."

He raised his hand and pointed in a direction not far ahead.

There, a deity was rising into the air.

The deity was probably driven to desperation by the cursed spirits on the ground and tried to rush over in one go using its flying speed. Its body had only been off the ground for a dozen feet.

In that instant—a cursed spirit on the ground raised its head.

A ring of extremely fine white lines suddenly appeared on its body.

The deity's body seemed to be violently pulled from below by something, and it slammed directly to the ground!

"Bang!!!"

He fell heavily to the ground without even struggling.

Two or three cursed spirits pounced on him, tearing him into pieces in a few swift movements and devouring him clean.

"See that?" Tang San's voice was cold. "This is what happens when you try to fly."

The second-level god's face turned pale.

"What kind of spell is that?"

"It's a no-fly zone."

Tang San slowly spoke: "The spell that prevents flight will take effect as soon as it senses someone flying around, pulling you down from the sky and killing you instantly."

"In these twenty days, at least eight hundred to a thousand gods have died by this technique. They were all gods who did not understand the techniques and had poor observation skills."

As Tang San spoke, he recalled his experience from that time.

That was just after the twelfth day.

He tried to challenge this technique once and what happened.

Perhaps it was because he was highly skilled and daring, but in any case, Tang San, as a God King, was already very unhappy with the Death Return created by Lu Ren.

In addition, he was still far from Lu Ren's location at that time, and the ground was full of cursed spirits, making walking slow and annoying, so he wanted to try flying a bit.

But to everyone's surprise, Tang San's body had barely left the ground by thirty feet when he was pulled down by an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, the cursed spirit's killing move locked onto him.

That time, he almost had a major accident.

It was on that occasion that Tang San thoroughly understood the characteristics of these cursed spirits.

When the anti-air spell is active, it will forcibly pull people down and has a one-hit kill effect.

But since this technique is so powerful, it must have come at an extremely heavy price to achieve such a strong effect.

The first point is that it cannot be moved.

That's right, Tang San had observed these cursed spirits with anti-air spells, and their main characteristic was that they stayed in one place without moving.

Secondly, they cannot take the initiative.

Moreover, these cursed spirits with anti-flying spells have no intelligence whatsoever; they can only stay in place and wait for the spells to be triggered.

And this last point is precisely what makes it so terrifying.

When these spells are not triggered, they are practically nothing; you can even kill them at will.

But once triggered, its one-hit kill characteristic is terrifying, making it impossible to defend against. Tang San had even seen it.

Some people deployed their domains to face the fatal blow and ultimately escaped unscathed.

Therefore, it is clear that understanding the field is the most crucial point.

However, Tang San lacked a spell formula and therefore could not unleash his spell domain.

In the end, Tang San relied entirely on his God-King level cultivation to withstand a fatal blow and save his life.

After killing the cursed spirit, he was about to try flying again, but the next second Tang San felt even more desperate.

Because he discovered that these cursed spirits were everywhere in the shadows of the entire barrier of death and rebirth.

Looking around, it was incredibly densely packed.

In other words, the cursed spirit that Tang San personally killed was simply a drop in the ocean.

Tang San had considered fighting his way through, but he gave up after killing a dozen or so.

These things have extremely strong defenses, making them difficult to cut down; killing them is a complete waste of time.

Running may be slow, but at least it can move you forward.

"Lu Ren————"

Tang San gritted his teeth: "You really have a clever plan. How did you manage to create so many of these strange things?"

The Death's Return is densely covered with these things, just to slow down everyone's speed.

He himself quietly rose through the ranks at the edge of the wasteland.

In this way, no one will bother him.

The more Tang San thought about this arrangement, the more he hated it.

Because the score between him and Lu Ren was far from being settled in this one round.

In the battle of Douluo Continent, Lu Ren destroyed Shrek Academy.

That's secondary.

Earlier, in order to intercept and kill Lu Ren, he sent Tang Hao and A Yin down.

Those are his parents.

But they never returned after that battle.

Tang San would never forget the outcome of that battle for the rest of his life.

After killing Tang Hao and Ah Yin, Lu Ren delivered the final blow.

The corpse was crushed clean, leaving not even a trace of its soul.

Tang San had originally planned to find a way to resurrect his parents once things calmed down in the God Realm.

But Lu Ren even blocked this road for him.

That damned evil god didn't even give him the slightest chance of resurrection.

Not only that, after ascending to the God Realm, Lu Ren used Huo Yuhao's body to forcibly kill Dai Mubai and the others.

It can be said that the hatred between them has reached the level of life and death.

Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

On the back of his hand, which was gripping the Asura Blood Sword, the veins bulged out one by one.

A blood-red killing intent surged from his body.

Xiao Wu, who was walking beside him, noticed and gently touched his sleeve: "Tang San————".

"I'm fine."

Tang San took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed it.

"Let's go."

"I'm going to take care of him myself."

At the same time, on another road.

"This is such a hassle—"

As Huo Yuhao ran, he kept glancing at the list that the little golden beetle had spread out beside him.

He received the mission shortly after Lu Ren was promoted.

The mission is to hold off all the gods and prevent them from approaching the wasteland.

If possible, it would be best to also defeat one of the seven elemental gods and one of the seven original sin gods.

Because there is a large formation on each side, if one side is missing a god, the formation cannot be activated.

Those formations posed a threat to Lu Ren.

"The task was assigned so easily," Huo Yuhao muttered. "That's a Level 1 God! Nobody has the ability to kill a Level 1 God right now, not even me."

He looked down at the leaderboard.

Now, twenty days have passed since the game ended and the leaderboard has changed.

Tang San is ranked first.

One hundred and thirty-three points.

Second place goes to the God of Destruction.

130 points.

The top five spots were almost entirely occupied by the five great god-kings.

The sixth place is Ye Guyi, with 123 points.

He himself ranked tenth.

107 points.

Currently, everyone has very few points, none of them have more than 200, so Huo Yuhao deduced that until now, no one has successfully killed a level one god, not even a cursed spirit or an undead.

However, both he and Ye Guyi had already exchanged for an enhancement once.

Huo Yuhao still remembers the feeling he had when he exchanged his points for enhancement with the little golden beetle on the day he collected 100 points.

That feeling—was wonderful.

His magical techniques, spell power, and divine power were all greatly enhanced at the same time.

It's like a dull knife that's been sharpened again, becoming different inside and out.

After one enhancement, his combat power had already reached the threshold of a half-step God King.

"But----"

Huo Yuhao's gaze swept across the list: "I'm not the only one who's been enhanced once."

There are already about twenty names on the list with scores above 100.

Apart from the five great god-kings, almost all the powerful figures who fought their way out of the Sea of ​​Cursed Spirits had used 100 points to exchange for enhancements.

The five great god-kings and the golden dragon king have not yet made a move.

They never redeemed it once.

It's unclear whether they disdain using Lu Ren's power to strengthen themselves, or whether they simply don't trust Lu Ren at all.

"It seems like we're really at a loss if a fight breaks out."

Huo Yuhao put away the list without stopping: "We can't underestimate them. They've also strengthened themselves, and their strength is no less than mine."

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind coming towards him.

It felt like a whistling sound carrying immense pressure, and a terrifying force tearing through the air, rushing straight towards Huo Yuhao!

Sensing this change, Huo Yuhao almost instinctively dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao saw a huge warhammer smash down on his shoulder.

The hammer slammed into the ground, splitting the earth open with a gash dozens of meters long, sending rubble flying into the sky with the shockwave.

Huo Yuhao landed, leaving a mark on the ground.

But in the space right behind him, a change occurred.

That space seemed to be gripped on both sides, twisting and contorting.

Then, that space was stretched open into a huge mouth by a brute force, and that huge mouth closed towards Huo Yuhao's back, trying to swallow Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao quickly activated the projection spell, his figure blurred in that instant, and he was pulled out of that mouth.

After landing, he took a breath and scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.

Huo Yuhao's expression immediately darkened.

On the left, a figure stood there.

He was dressed in white armor, the surface of which gleamed with silver light, and the warhammer in his hand had returned to his palm.

Destroyer Zhou Weiqing!

On the right, another figure emerged from the space.

The man was wearing a silver robe, had delicate features, and a hint of regret in his expression.

One of the seven elemental gods, the god of space.

"It is you, the God of Destruction and the God of Space—"

Huo Yuhao spoke in a deep voice.

He was just about to go find his target when, unexpectedly, the target came to his door.

"What a pity."

The God of Space looked at him, a hint of complaint in his voice: "I didn't get your perfect score."

"If I just kill you like this, I'll have one more chance to strengthen myself."

"Why can't you just obediently die in my hands, God of Emotions?"