Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 165 Are you challenging the authority of the divine enforcers?

The atmosphere in the castle plummeted to freezing point immediately after Han Li finished speaking.

The killing intent emanating from the King of Slaughter surged, making the air thicken, and pressed down fiercely on Han Li.

To his surprise, Han Li still had a smile on his face, looking at him with an unchanged expression, unaffected by anything, and his eyes even had a hint of provocation, as if questioning him, "Is that all?"

After a few seconds of stalemate, the murderous aura receded like a tide, and the King of Slaughter withdrew it. He then stepped out of the shadows and sat down in the main seat.

"Hehehehe"

The King of Slaughter suddenly burst into laughter, the piercing sound echoing throughout the entire castle.

"As expected of the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, your strength and courage are both top-notch among your peers. You have passed my test."

Han Li smiled without saying a word, quietly appreciating his performance as if he were watching a clown.

If it were anyone else, they might have thought he was testing a junior. But Han Li knew the King of Slaughter's background perfectly well; trying to fool him with words was simply laughable.

"However, junior, you are the first person to dare to threaten me with the Spirit Hall. I don't think Qian Daoliu would offend me because of you."

The King of Slaughter's voice lowered again as he looked at Han Li with a gloomy expression.

"Oh, really? If the King of Slaughter doesn't believe me, you can try."

Han Li returned a very polite smile.

To be honest, if the person opposite him were Sword Douluo, he wouldn't dare to act like that.

Because in their understanding, there is no concept of gods; they consider them merely legends. Your Spirit Hall may be strong, but if you anger them, they truly dare to draw their sword and kill you.

But it is precisely those who have come into contact with the inheritance, or know its secrets, that allow him to act with impunity, because the Spirit Hall truly possesses divine inheritance.

Moreover, the existence of the Killing City is, to some extent, dependent on external forces. If it were Poseidon, even if he didn't kill Han Li, he would still get a severe beating.

But the King of Slaughter dares not. Its situation is rather special; it doesn't dare to leave this place itself, as it exists parasitically on Tang Chen.

Although it was quite powerful, if Tang Chen left this place, he might escape its control. It had grown fond of this feeling of being high above others, and losing everything would be even more unacceptable to it than being killed.

Moreover, it also has its own ambitions; it wants to become a god.

Although it still can't tell whether its direct superior is the Asura God in Tang Chen's memory or the god who once secretly helped it, it has never received any revelation since then.

Fortunately, the best news is that the artifact inherited by the Asura God is still in its possession and has not been touched by anyone. This is another reason why it has always resisted the birth of a "God of Slaughter" in the City of Slaughter.

As for the reasons he and the woman in black veil once gave—that they were afraid the God of Slaughter would return and cause trouble, and that they wanted to release the fighting power of everyone here—just listen to them and don't take them too seriously.

What a joke! Which peerless Douluo, especially one wielding a divine artifact, would care about the number of people?

Unless Qian Daoliu and Poseidon can bring their own inherited temples to besiege it, the people of Douluo Continent are nothing to it.

"You really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"

The King of Slaughter's face darkened. Just because it was unwilling to take risks didn't mean it couldn't.

"You really don't dare."

Han Li replied with a smile, and at the same time, four-colored light emanated from his body.

They were blood red, brilliant gold, milky white, and vermilion, respectively, but their auras were all extremely faint.

"Divine power! And four different auras at that, you are also a successor of the gods."

The armrest of the King of Slaughter's chair was crushed into powder by it, because it contained a Shura divine power that it knew all too well.

"Is it strange? The Slaughter City isn't the only place on the continent where gods inherit their legacy."

Han Li shrugged and looked at the King of Slaughter, whose expression was unpredictable.

"That's impossible. At the very least, you couldn't have obtained the inheritance of the Asura God. You haven't even entered the Hell Road."

"The King of Slaughter instinctively retorted."

"Who knows? After all, I can absorb the energy here too."

Han Li's smile was bright and cheerful, like a typical sunny and outgoing young man, but his words were like a thorn, piercing the heart of the King of Slaughter.

Are you trying to force me to kill you?

The King of Slaughter suddenly looked up, staring intently at Han Li, as if he might make a move at any moment.

"It's your right to take action, if you dare. I think you should understand what the aura I exude represents. Tsk, four gods, oh, even excluding the Asura God, there are still three. I wonder if you can bear the price."

Its actions did not frighten Han Li; on the contrary, they made him even more arrogant. A dog that bites doesn't bark; the more it barks, the more it proves that it has no confidence.

"Okay, very good."

The King of Slaughter tore off his disguise and no longer bothered with any pretense.

"I have to thank you for all of this. I'm just here to gain some experience. After all, I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and I even gave you a heads-up beforehand."

Han Li shook his head and continued, "Originally, we were all at peace. You were your King of Slaughter, and I was my Holy Son. But you unexpectedly gave me a huge gift, which puts me in a difficult position."

Upon hearing his words, even the King of Slaughter's aura became somewhat unstable.

Judging from Han Li's words, it was as if the Asura God's divine power had been delivered to its doorstep by its own hands. At this moment, a deep sense of regret arose in its heart.

Then, it suddenly paused, realizing that Han Li's implication was that he didn't seem to intend to choose the Asura God's inheritance.

It gave Han Li a deep look, knowing that this might be the man's true purpose.

"You've made a very smart choice. What do you want?"

The King of Slaughter has regained his calm.

"I don't want anything, I just want to get out of here as soon as possible. I'm different from you. In the outside world, I live a glamorous life, and I don't want to be trapped here like you."

Han Li tapped his fingers on the table, his words even carrying a hint of disrespect, but this only made the King of Slaughter more relaxed.

Did he think that by choosing to inherit the legacy of the Asura God, he would be trapped here?

The King of Slaughter's mind raced as he analyzed the meaning behind Han Li's words.

Could it really be like that? The King of Slaughter carefully observed Han Li's every move and noticed the impatience in his eyes.

Indeed, the two killing gods who emerged from here in recent years only obtained the Killing God Domain, but did not obtain the qualification to inherit it.

Judging from Han Li's previous combat performance, he already possessed a domain, and at only twelve years old, he had already come into contact with three gods, including one whose ice and fire domain was perfectly suited to him.

It was just a simple domain; for him, the City of Slaughter was truly just a training ground, and it was the city itself that was a bit paranoid.

Moreover, as long as the Asura Artifact remains in its hands, no one else will be able to pass the Asura God's test.

Based on its own observations and Han Li's performance, the King of Slaughter became increasingly certain of its guess.

If it's true as it thinks, then Han Li's behavior makes perfect sense.

"If you want to get out quickly, you can, but apart from your killing intent, you can no longer use that ability to devour everything."

Having figured everything out, the King of Slaughter quickly entered negotiation mode.

"If you hadn't secretly sabotaged things, I wouldn't have done this at all," Han Li retorted sarcastically.

The King of Slaughter was in a good mood and didn't care about his attitude: "Then everything will remain the same. I will no longer interfere in anything you do. After you leave, you'd better not come back."

"Once I obtain the domain and leave, I won't bother coming back here even if you beg me."

Han Li stood up abruptly and walked out without looking back.

"No need to see me off, see you when we reach 100 wins."

The King of Slaughter only stood up after Han Li's figure disappeared outside its mental energy range.

Ignorant humans, you have no idea what you've missed. But it's good, only when there are more fools like this can it feel more at ease.

He disappeared back into the darkness, letting out a "hoho" laugh, which grew louder and louder, causing the woman in black veils outside the castle to tremble again.

Meanwhile, Han Li, who was leisurely walking towards the residential area, also revealed a mocking smile.

A beast is a beast. Even if it wears a human skin and imitates human thinking, it is still a beast.

Ultimately, this stupid bat couldn't even see its own place. Not only did it not know that soul beasts couldn't become gods, but even if they could, it could only be used as a whetstone at best.

As a whetstone for Tang Chen, the Asura Demon Sword has remained in its hands for many years. Although Tang Chen has not yet regained his senses, it was Rakshasa who plotted against him. If Tang Chen can actively break free from the interference, Asura might give him a chance.

The results of it?

This bat, having gotten a bargain, not only became the king of the mountain but also aspired to become a god, choosing the path of Asura. Han Li could only wish it that its dream would come true.

As for its thoughts, Han Li could guess a little. However, if the god really wanted to pass on the legacy, would there be no way for Him to do so if the artifact of inheritance was in your hands?

The central hub of the divine realm, consisting of several members of the divine realm committee, plus the newly arrived God of Emotions, Rong Nianbing.

They calmly watched as Han Li and the King of Slaughter reached a deal, and observed their behavior after they parted ways, shaking their heads slightly.

Han Li did not receive any divine inheritance, and they knew this better than anyone else. So when they saw Han Li using only a little bit of divine power to completely outmaneuver the King of Slaughter, they were both amused and impressed.

"Shura, it seems he's not prepared to inherit your divine position, and your previous successor hasn't fully completed the trials yet. Perhaps I should give him a share of the inheritance?"

Rong Nianbing glanced at the expressionless Shura, but her mind began to race.

He had just witnessed Han Li's performance in the City of Slaughter. Although he didn't know how Han Li had done it, since Han Li's chanting and skills were all imitations of his, didn't that just prove that they were destined to be together?

He had long wanted to relinquish his divine position and run away. Now someone had delivered himself to his doorstep, and this person was a prodigy from the Douluo Continent. With so many people watching, he must be someone special. This was undoubtedly a bargain he had gotten for free.

Besides, you guys were the ones who brought me here, so it's not too much for me to lend a hand, right?

Upon hearing Rong Nianbing's words, Shura turned his head and glanced at him.

"Once you enter the City of Slaughter, you will be participating in my test. Once you fail, I will not stop you."

"God of Emotions, your interference is against the rules. As the God of Law Enforcement in the Divine Realm, may I consider you to be challenging the authority of the Divine Realm Committee?"

His words made Destruction, who was standing to the side, twitch at the corner of his mouth. "So now you remember you're a divine enforcer?"

The awakening of dimensional consciousness was an accident, but would you like to guess why we've gathered here?

(End of this chapter)