Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: Starting with a Bond to God King Tang San

Chapter 196 The Evil God's Plan

The dark figure struggled to its feet after being smashed away, but was instantly sent flying again by Deng Mu's powerful and overwhelming force.

His body tumbled wildly and uncontrollably in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, before finally crashing heavily onto a vast plain, creating a shockingly large crater.

Knowing he was no match for Deng Mu, the shadowy figure made a decisive move and fled without hesitation.

In an instant, his entire body began to slowly dissipate like mist.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed in this world.

Upon seeing this, Deng Mu immediately gave chase in the direction the black figure had flown backward.

He had only one thought in his mind: he had to catch this shadowy figure and find out for himself who the mastermind was and what their ulterior motives were.

When Deng Mu arrived at the deep pit created by the shadowy figure, he found it empty, without a trace of anyone.

He clicked his tongue in disapproval and muttered to himself with regret, "Tsk, he still managed to escape."

I sighed inwardly, it seems I can only wait for the next time we meet.

He had a vague premonition that he would definitely clash with this shadowy figure again in the future, but the exact time was hard to predict.

Deng Mu felt that this matter must be related to Rakshasa. He even suspected that the person who attacked him last time was most likely Rakshasa.

The reason is those negative emotions. Apart from Rakshasa, no other deity is related to these negative emotions.

He glanced in the direction where Huo Yutong was, and after thinking for a moment, decided not to meet with them for the time being. He thought he would talk to Huo Yutong about what had happened today when he got back.

Meanwhile, on Huo Yutong's side...

Seeing that the battle was over, Huo Yutong turned to look at Ju Zi beside her and said seriously, "Senior, let's go back. The Jingyang Mountains are fraught with danger now."

Upon hearing this, Ju Zi fell into deep thought. Given the current situation, leaving the Jingyang Mountains was indeed the wisest course of action.

Who knows if the three of them will encounter anything terrible in these mountains today? If they encounter dangerous monsters again, they may not be as lucky as they were this time, with someone coming to their rescue in time. They might lose their lives here.

For some reason, she felt that the person who saved them must know them, and they must have seen that person before, but they didn't know who it was.

However, in her memory, she didn't seem to know anyone with that kind of strength.

Ju Zi nodded, agreeing with Huo Yutong's suggestion. She then looked at Ke Ke and said, "Ke Ke, you rest, I'll drive. Let's leave the Jingyang Mountains as soon as possible tonight, and we absolutely mustn't run into something like what just happened again."

Keke quickly switched places with Ju Zi. She didn't want to stay in the Jingyang Mountains for even a second longer, as the place had left her with indelible psychological trauma.

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"Interesting. Even though he hasn't become a god yet, his strength is comparable to that of a newly ascended god. No wonder he was chosen by the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life."

In that dark, secluded, and mysterious space, an extremely eerie figure appeared and disappeared.

He was surrounded by layers of churning, inky black mist, which seemed to have a life of its own, rolling and twisting wildly.

Sometimes it transforms into hideous and terrifying ghost faces, its distorted features seemingly telling of endless pain and resentment; other times it transforms into sharp fangs and giant claws, waving and flapping in the air.

At the same time, mournful screeching sounds continued to emanate, as if countless wronged souls were crying out in the darkness, sending chills down one's spine.

This figure was none other than the Evil God. He witnessed Deng Mu's battle with the shadowy figure and made an evaluation of Deng Mu and the creatures he created, secretly marveling at Deng Mu's extraordinary potential.

He was filled with regret. If he had discovered Deng Mu sooner, he could have turned him into a puppet that he could control.

If Deng Mu becomes his puppet, his strength will be enhanced.

Unfortunately, Deng Mu has already been chosen by two God Kings. If he were to rashly attack Deng Mu, it would undoubtedly be courting death. He wouldn't be foolish enough to do such a stupid thing.

Those were two god-kings; he couldn't even defeat one, let alone two.

Don't be fooled by the Goddess of Life's gentle appearance. How could someone who has become the God-King be gentle? She only appears gentle on the surface. If you really think of her as an easy target, then you're just asking for death.

The evil god thought for a moment and instantly understood why the Rakshasa god had suddenly come to him for help.

It turned out that she was afraid this human would ruin her plans, so she wanted him to get rid of that human, and then he was killed by the two god-kings.

She could take advantage of this opportunity to get what she wants.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

In an instant, an evil plan quietly took shape in the mind of the evil god. He intended to make a fortune in this world, and as for the matter entrusted to him by the Rakshasa God, he would just give it a perfunctory response.

As an evil god, how could he honestly fulfill his promise?

He knew perfectly well that the woman, Rakshasa, had no intention of giving him the full reward; she might turn her back on him after the deal was done.

Thinking of this, the evil god slowly curled up a bizarre smile, and the dark mist around him surged even more violently. The ghostly faces, sharp teeth, and claws that materialized became even more arrogant and unrestrained, as if cheering for the evil plan he was about to implement.

He let out a low laugh from deep in his throat, a sound like two boulders rubbing against each other violently, grating and chilling: "Since that stupid woman, Rakshasa Goddess, wants to use me, then I'll play along and see who the final winner of this game is."

After the evil god had made his plans in the dark space, he commanded the inky black mist to condense several shadowy clones.

These clones, like black lightning, sped off towards every corner of the Douluo Continent.

Wherever these clones went, it was as if calamity had befallen them.

In peaceful villages, an epidemic suddenly broke out without warning, and villagers groaned in pain as their bodies rapidly weakened. In bustling towns, a wildfire suddenly raged, its fierce flames mercilessly devouring houses and lives. People fled in despair, their cries and pleas for help mingling together in a scene of utter devastation.

"Rakshasa, the rest is up to you. I'll keep a close eye on you from now on."

The evil god looked at the scene in the picture and muttered to himself.

Deng Mu flew quickly back to his dormitory.

Back in his dorm room, Deng Mu took a shower and then sat on his bed to think about the day's events.

(End of this chapter)