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

The Asura God didn't even lower his head.

Tang San raised his right hand and pointed out with one finger.

A dark red beam of light pierced through the giant beast's head.

The enormous corpse crashed back into the sea, stirring up a sky full of blood-red waves.

Freed from the constraints of mortal emotions, Tang San, controlled by the God of Asura, had reached the pinnacle of speed.

His body left a long, dark crack in the void.

Those were the marks left after space was forcibly torn apart.

After crossing countless miles of sea.

The outline of a completely unfamiliar continent appeared at the edge of the horizon.

The soil on this continent is blackish-gray.

There were no clouds in the sky, only a thick layer of gray smog that completely blocked out the sunlight.

The air was thick with the stench of decay, mixed with intense mental fluctuations.

Tang San landed on a desolate coastline.

His feet rustled on the black sand.

The vegetation here is all twisted black thorns, devoid of any vitality.

The Asura God closed his eyes, and his immense divine consciousness swept across the entire continent like a tidal wave.

He discovered.

Although the number of humans and spirit beasts on this continent is enormous, their mental fluctuations are unusually simple.

In those dilapidated cities, countless ragged humans walk numbly.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless; they did not communicate verbally, nor did they show any emotional fluctuations.

Everyone is like a finely crafted puppet, operating according to a predetermined trajectory.

Above their heads, in the void, were connected by a thin, gray spiritual thread that was invisible to ordinary people.

These fine threads, densely packed together, eventually converge on a dark forest in the center of the continent.

"interesting."

The Asura God let out a cold laugh through Tang San's mouth.

"This continent has actually been kept in captivity by a giant reptile."

He had already sensed the source of that mental fluctuation.

That was an extremely powerful spirit-attribute soul beast.

but.

In the eyes of the God King, no matter how strong the soul beasts in the mortal realm are, they are ultimately just ants.

Tang San took a step, his body transformed into a streak of red light, and disappeared from the spot.

next moment.

He had arrived above the Black Forest at the very heart of this continent.

This place is known as the Demon Forest.

Countless towering black trees swayed in the wind, emitting eerie rustling sounds.

Deep within the forest, in a vast abyss.

A giant eyeball, over 100 meters in diameter, is silently suspended in mid-air.

The enormous single eye was dark red, with countless eerie runes flashing in its pupil.

Below the eyeball, hundreds of thick tentacles, each a kilometer long, danced wildly in the air.

This is the ruler of this continent, the Evil Eye Tyrant.

Sensing the undisguised, terrifying killing intent emanating from Tang San, the Evil Eye Tyrant's giant eyes suddenly shrank.

"Humans, leave my territory."

The mental waves exploded in the void.

The Evil Eye Tyrant swung dozens of enormous tentacles, creating a piercing sound as they crashed down on Tang San.

Chapter 617 The Divine Realm Committee

The Asura God's expression was indifferent.

Tang San raised his right hand.

The power of the Asura God condensed wildly in his palm, transforming into a blood-red giant sword that was a hundred meters long.

"Kneel down."

Tang San slashed down with his sword.

The crimson sword light tore through the void, carrying an unparalleled killing intent, and slammed into the tentacles of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

"boom!"

Dozens of thick tentacles were shredded by the sword's edge, turning into a sky full of black bits of flesh and viscous liquid.

The Evil Eye Tyrant let out a painful howl.

Black blood oozed from its enormous eyes.

It never imagined that this seemingly ordinary human would possess such terrifying power.

The killing principles contained within that power made its very soul tremble.

Tang San flashed and appeared above the giant eye of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

He stomped heavily on the top of the Evil Eye Tyrant's eyeball.

"Boom!"

A dark red aura spread out.

The massive body of the Evil Eye Tyrant was stomped down from mid-air by this kick and crashed to the bottom of the abyss.

Countless hard rocks crumbled inch by inch at this moment, turning into a sky full of dust.

The Evil Eye Tyrant's enormous body struggled violently in the abyss, but it was unable to break free from Tang San's trampling.

"Spare me... God, spare me..."

The Evil Eye Tyrant finally realized the difference in strength between the two sides and began to frantically beg for mercy using his mental power.

Tang San looked down at it, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"I need to borrow your puppet."

Tang San's voice was devoid of any emotion.

The Evil Eye Tyrant paused for a moment, then understood what the other party meant.

It has kept hundreds of millions of humans and soul beasts on this continent, turning them all into its spiritual puppets.

"If only the God would spare my life, all living beings on this continent will be at your disposal."

The Evil Eye Tyrant sold out all his slaves without hesitation.

Tang San withdrew his foot.

He stood above the abyss and began to use his Asura power to inscribe runes on the earth.

These runes are complex, each radiating a terrifying blood-red light.

This is an ancient, forbidden sacrificial technique that has been lost to the divine realm for a long time.

At this moment, the God of Asura intends to sacrifice all living beings on the entire continent to forcibly open the gate to the realm of gods.

"Let everyone come here."

Tang San coldly gave the order.

The Evil Eye Tyrant dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Its enormous eyes emitted an unprecedentedly intense light.

Those delicate spiritual threads that connected countless living beings trembled violently at that moment.

The command traveled along the threads of the spirit, reaching every corner of this continent.

The humans, who were living numbly in the city, suddenly stopped what they were doing.

The spirit beasts roaming in the forest also stopped in their tracks.

Their eyes simultaneously lit up with an eerie red light.

Then.

Everyone and every soul beast turned around and walked expressionlessly toward the Demon Forest.

The dark crowd surged across the land like a tide.

They crossed mountains and rivers without complaint or fear.

Because their souls no longer belong to themselves.

The first batch of puppets arrived at the edge of the Demon Forest three days later.

Those were hundreds of thousands of strong and healthy young men and women.

They marched in neat rows, step by step, into the crimson array that Tang San had set up.

When their bodies touched the crimson runes at the edge of the great formation.

"Shoot-"

A tooth-corroding sound rang out.

Their flesh began to melt, turning into thick, sticky blood.