Douluo Dalu II: The Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 142 Mysterious Sound!

In the wooden house.

Zhu Ziyang sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind immersed in the sea of ​​spiritual energy.

"Teacher, I should be able to withstand the pressure of interdimensional travel now, right?" Zhu Ziyang asked Electrolux.

"It should be fine." Electrolux smiled and looked at Zhu Ziyang. "Let's begin. I'll protect you."

"Yes!" Zhu Ziyang's heart was filled with excitement, and he immediately began to truly accept the undead demiplane according to the method that Electrolux had taught him before.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the grayish-white halo representing the entrance to the demiplane slowly rose into the air under his control, upwards, upwards, and upwards again, until it finally detached from the sea of ​​consciousness and entered the realm of the Soul Sky.

Zhu Ziyang's soul's heavenly dome was already extremely weak. With the increase in his strength over the years and his cultivation of the Sovereign's Ruler, the barrier separating his soul and body had long since become as fragile as a piece of paper, easily pierced. Once Zhu Ziyang's spiritual power reached a tangible and substantial level, it would be completely refined.

A grayish-white halo representing the undead demiplane appeared in the Soul Sky. Then, with a thought, Zhu Ziyang created a portal emitting a faint aura of light in front of him. This was the spatial gate of the undead demiplane.

A spatial portal appeared in the room. Zhu Ziyang could clearly feel the spatial fluctuations around him. His left eye flickered slightly, but he didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he focused all his attention on the spatial portal in front of him.

A somewhat ethereal figure appeared beside him, its eyes filled with satisfaction, looking towards the spatial gate of the undead demiplane, and said, "Go in."

This illusory figure was naturally Electrolux. His soul was already very solid, and he could completely break free from Zhu Ziyang's spiritual sea and enter the real world without worrying about being assimilated by the laws of the world.

"Hmm!" Zhu Ziyang nodded silently, stepping one leg directly into the spatial gate in front of him. Immediately afterwards, his entire body entered the spatial gate, his figure disappeared from the wooden house, and the spatial gate quickly shrank, turning into a light spot the size of a soybean, floating in the air.

Zhu Ziyang instinctively felt that his body was under twice the pressure it usually did, and then nothing else felt unusual. When he felt a lightness all over his body, he knew he had entered the undead demiplane.

Feeling the hard ground beneath his feet, Zhu Ziyang's heart was filled with unease. Was this the undead demiplane? His physical existence allowed him to truly sense the environment within the undead demiplane. The temperature was low, the air was extremely dry, and the aura of death was thick. The elements were mainly darkness, water, fire, and earth, with only a very small amount of light elements.

"Come, drip your essence blood onto this plane core." While Zhu Ziyang was still sensing the environment of the demiplane, Electrolux had already walked to his side, holding a crescent-shaped jade.

"Oh!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziyang's gaze immediately fell on the crescent-shaped jade in Electrolux's hand. The crescent-shaped jade was pure white, with a faint skull inside, emanating a faint aura of light and death.

Without hesitation, he bit his tongue, letting a drop of blood fall onto the jade. The blood immediately seeped into the jade, a faint glow spreading out and gradually enveloping the crescent-shaped gem. Then, in Zhu Ziyang's gaze, the jade slowly rose from Electrolux's hand, floated to Zhu Ziyang's forehead, and began to spin.

The crescent-shaped jade spun faster and faster, but its size kept shrinking. It shrank from the size of two palms to the size of a sesame seed. To Zhu Ziyang's astonishment, it "whooshed" and entered between his eyebrows.

Zhu Ziyang felt a jolt in his body, followed by a strange sensation, as if he were the master of this world.

In fact, his intuition was correct; from this moment forward, he was indeed the master of this undead demiplane. As the core of the undead demiplane merged with him, the demiplane began to undergo drastic changes.

The most obvious change is that the area has shrunk by half, from half the size of the Douluo Continent to the size of only the Heavenly Soul Empire. The black sun in the sky has also changed, with a golden spot appearing at its center. It is believed that as Zhu Ziyang's influence on this plane deepens, the black sun will eventually turn into a golden sun. On the barren and desolate land, some scattered moss has also appeared, a plant that can only be found in the northernmost region of the Douluo Continent.

Zhu Ziyang's face lit up with joy. With a thought, he instantly moved from his current location to a place a hundred meters away, and then with another thought, he returned to his original spot. Spatial displacement was the most basic authority he, as the master of this plane, held within this demiplane.

As he gradually becomes familiar with and masters this demiplane, his authority will increase.

"Very good!" Electrox said with a happy and gratified expression. "It seems that this ruler has accepted you. In that case, I can rest assured."

"Yes, that's right!" Zhu Ziyang suppressed his excitement and said, "Thank you, teacher."

"Hahaha, you and I are master and disciple, there's no need for thanks!" Electrox laughed heartily and said, "With this demiplane, your safety is greatly guaranteed, and you don't have to worry about your life being in danger if you encounter a powerful enemy."

"That's right!" Zhu Ziyang agreed with Electrolux's words and laughed.

For Zhu Ziyang, controlling the Undead Demiplane meant more than just a safe haven against invincible opponents. Its greater significance lay in the undead creatures within! With true control, he could summon an undead army led by the Hell Knights. The ability to summon five Title Douluo-level powerhouses to aid him at any time was a privilege only Zhu Ziyang could enjoy.

Full of joy, Zhu Ziyang left the undead demiplane and returned to his wooden house. He then went to bed and began cultivating.

He quickly entered a meditative state, but not long after, he noticed something was wrong. He felt as if he was being watched, and this unfamiliar gaze sent a chill down his spine!

He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted sharply, "Who is it? Come out here!"

However, a scene that horrified Zhu Ziyang occurred: his loud voice did not elicit a response from the surrounding elders, Xingcai in the room ignored it, and even Ilex in his spiritual sea remained motionless. It was as if the entire world had been frozen!

A silence.

As Zhu Ziyang was gripped by a chill, he suddenly felt the space around him turn into a blank void, devoid of anything but a hazy gray. He rarely showed fear, for this unknown left him feeling helpless; his spiritual power could not penetrate this mist, nor could he perceive his own body.

This unprecedented sense of powerlessness filled Zhu Ziyang's heart.

"You are special." Just as Zhu Ziyang was rushing around aimlessly in this gray space like an ant on a hot pan, a voice without any emotion came. The voice seemed to come from all directions, and also seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, leaving Zhu Ziyang at a loss.

"Who?" Zhu Ziyang was overjoyed, but then his anger and fear overwhelmed him as he shouted the question.

"Are you afraid?" the strange voice said. "You don't need to be afraid, because I just wanted to see you."

"?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziyang's anger and fear remained undiminished, but he also showed a hint of confusion.

"I've been watching you for a long time," the unfamiliar voice continued. "The reason I'm showing myself in front of you today is because you've met my standards."

"Your standards? What standards?" Zhu Ziyang was still angry, but that didn't stop him from trying to find out who the owner of this unfamiliar voice was.

"Do you know God?" the unfamiliar voice said in a flat tone.

"God? Are you a god?" Zhu Ziyang was startled and then said.

"I suppose so," the unfamiliar voice said ambiguously.

"So, why did you come to me?" Zhu Ziyang felt a sense of anticipation, but he didn't know what he was expecting.

"Naturally, it's for the sake of the succession to the divine throne!" the unfamiliar voice said.

"!" Zhu Ziyang's heart skipped a beat, and he even wondered if he had misheard.

"You don't need to doubt it," the strange voice said. "I can tell you definitively that when your cultivation reaches the sixth ring, the Godhood Assessment will begin. At that time, you will know everything!"

The unfamiliar voice disappeared, and before Zhu Ziyang could even speak, the surrounding mist instantly dissipated, and he returned to his room.

His face was filled with shock, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

A divine position, something so unattainable, has actually appeared before my eyes? Could that mysterious voice be the legendary deity? Ten thousand years ago, did the Sea God Tang San also obtain his divine position in this way? What kind of deity is this mysterious voice? Could it be a deity that has appeared in the history of Douluo Continent? What exactly is the form of a divine position? And what is the trial for attaining a divine position like?

Zhu Ziyang's mind was in turmoil. He wanted to tell Electrolux about this and hear his opinion, but just as he was about to speak, a warning came from deep within his consciousness: "Don't say anything more!"

He immediately shut his mouth, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction and fear.

"Before you have truly obtained the qualifications for the divine examination, never reveal anything about the divine position, not even that person from another world residing in your sea of ​​consciousness!" An unfamiliar voice rose from the depths of Zhu Ziyang's heart. Although the voice contained no emotion, it made Zhu Ziyang feel as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss!

(End of this chapter)