Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

The lava on the plain was blown away.

The earth was eroded away by hundreds of meters.

"Crack..."

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The angelic flames that Qian Xunji condensed from burning his divine essence began to shatter on a large scale in the face of Yu Xiaoheng's pure physical power, like fragile glass.

"No...this is impossible!"

Chihiro's desperate scream rang out.

He could feel an extremely domineering power flowing wildly into his body along with his sacred fire.

His bones are shattering.

His meridians are breaking.

Even his newly formed angelic divine spark was smashed into countless cracks by this pure physical power.

"I am God...I am the God of Angels!"

Qian Xunji roared madly.

But all the struggles were in vain.

A wisp of purple flame suddenly ignited on Yu Xiaoheng's fist.

Fire of divine retribution.

With the power of divine retribution amplifying its destructive force, the punch's destructive power surged once more.

"boom!"

A burst of golden-white light and purple-gold divine power erupted.

Qian Xunji's hundreds-of-meters-tall angelic body exploded under this punch.

Golden divine blood fell like rain onto the parched earth.

On the ground, ruins were charred black, and lava was churning.

Although Qian Xunji's hundreds-of-meters-tall angelic body was shattered by Yu Xiaoheng's fist, the divine essence within him did not immediately perish.

The vitality of a god-level expert is terrifying.

Countless shattered golden-red holy rays intertwined wildly in the void, emitting a buzzing sound.

These rays of light attempted to piece together his body.

Flesh and bone are reconstituted, and divine blood flows backward.

However, those reconstructed bodies were still covered with a dense network of cracks, like a spider web.

Golden divine blood flowed uncontrollably from the cracks, dripping onto the scorching ground and hissing white smoke.

Qian Xunji's eyes were filled with horror at this moment.

"This is impossible..."

"I am God!"

"I have inherited the position of the angel!"

"Why, why can't I even withstand one of your punches?"

He couldn't accept this reality.

To become a god is to be an existence that transcends all mortals.

But in front of Yu Xiaoheng, his divine status and divine body were as fragile as a candle flame in the wind.

Yu Xiaoheng looked down at Qian Xunji.

"Nothing is impossible, Chihiro."

"You overestimate the divine position and underestimate me."

Chihiro gritted her teeth and struggled to stand up.

The sacred fire on his body flickered erratically, and with each breath, divine power was lost.

"I am God!"

"How could mortals possibly defeat gods!"

"You're not even a Title Douluo yet, you're just a Soul Douluo!"

"This doesn't make sense!"

Yu Xiaoheng took a step forward.

The void beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet slightly collapsed.

"Common sense?"

Yu Xiaoheng gave a cold laugh.

"For me, this is the most reasonable rule."

"Qian Xunji, have you forgotten that before you became a god, I was already the strongest fighting force on the continent?"

Qian Xunji's words stuck in her throat.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He recalled Yu Xiaoheng's past achievements.

He swept across two great empires, defeated the Haotian Sect, and even his father, Qian Daoliu, was defeated by Yu Xiaoheng.

Before Qian Xunji became a god, Yu Xiaoheng was already an invincible existence over the entire Douluo Continent.

"But I've become a god!"

Qian Xunji's eyes were bloodshot, and she was hysterical.

"Gods and mortals are two completely different dimensions!"

"The leaps that come after becoming a god are simply beyond the imagination of mortals!"

"How could you..."

Yu Xiaoheng interrupted him.

"That's right, you have indeed become a god."

"However, in terms of natural talent, you are not as good as me."

"In terms of perseverance, you are no match for me."

"In terms of character, you are far inferior to me."

"I relied on my own strength to hone myself in the face of life and death, and did my best in every step."

"And you, you only barely crossed that threshold by relying on the Spirit Hall's ten thousand years of accumulation and the divine position left by your ancestors."

"You think a piece of trash who became a god through cheating and charity can surpass me?"

Yu Xiaoheng stood in front of Qian Xunji.

"Once I catch up with you, how could you possibly overtake me again?"

"The gap will only widen, and that's the most reasonable rule."

"The gap... will only widen?"

Chihiro muttered to herself.

He looked at the man in front of him.

Yu Xiaoheng stood in the void, his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind. He had no divine radiance, yet he exuded an aura that would make even the gods bow down.

Chihiro knew...

Yu Xiaoheng is right.

This man's invincibility was achieved by using his fists to force the entire continent to bow down.

He forced the Haotian Sect to close its mountain.

The Xingluo royal family was forced to submit by him.

He is a monster who emerged from a sea of ​​blood and extreme circumstances.

Chihiro was merely inheriting the legacy of his predecessors.

The two are not even on the same level in terms of spirit.

"Yu Xiaoheng!"

Chihiro let out a piercing scream.

He could not accept this humiliation.

He is the God of Angels, the first being to become a god in the ten thousand years of Douluo Continent.

"I want you to die!"

Qian Xunji ignited all the remaining divine power within her body.

At this moment, the golden-red light reached its zenith, transforming into a giant angelic holy sword a thousand meters long, which slashed down towards Yu Xiaoheng.

The sky was neatly sliced ​​open by this sword.

A violent void current blew out from the spatial rift.

Yu Xiaoheng looked calmly at the falling giant sword.

He simply raised his right hand slowly.

Purple flames quietly ignited on his fist.

The third spirit ring, the form of divine punishment.

The divine punishment purple flames instantly spread across Yu Xiaoheng's entire body, making him appear like a demon god emerging from the abyss.

"break."