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

There, the figures of the five first-level deities began to rapidly dissolve under the devouring purple-gold light.

"No!"

The leading deity let out a final, unwilling roar.

But his voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of the explosion.

The avatars of the five first-level deities vanished into nothingness.

The crimson thunderclouds in the sky were also torn apart in this terrifying explosion.

The long-awaited clear sky was revealed behind it.

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the ravaged Starry Sky Forest.

Yu Xiaoheng stood quietly in the void.

The phantom of the apocalyptic dragon behind him slowly dissipated, and the nine-colored dragon scales on his body gradually faded away, restoring him to his human form.

Yu Xiaoheng's breathing was steady, and even his clothes were not badly damaged.

He single-handedly swept away the avatars of eight first-level gods.

Moreover, he did not use his ninth soul skill from beginning to end.

The crimson hue in the sky dissipated.

The warm sunlight shone again on the devastated Starry Sky Forest.

Most of the water in the Lake of Life was evaporated in the explosion.

At this moment, thick white steam was continuously billowing out of the lake.

Yu Xiaoheng stood in the void.

The nine-colored dragon wings have been retracted into the body.

He looked down at his hands.

The killing of five first-level deity avatars had not cost him too much power.

With his God-King level martial soul and his powerful soul power at level ninety-five, he now has true control over this world.

Gu Yuena stood by the lake.

Her long silver hair swayed gently in the breeze.

She looked at Yu Xiaoheng in the air with awe in her eyes.

This human actually managed to single-handedly challenge the realm of gods with his mortal body!

Di Tian and other ferocious beasts stood behind her.

The ferocious beasts didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

They were afraid of disturbing this god of death in the void.

Sudden.

The space at the edge of the Starry Sky Forest began to fluctuate violently.

The void there began to collapse on a large scale.

The space revealed its pitch-black void.

The stench of blood permeated the entire area.

The smell was mixed with the screams and wails of countless vengeful spirits.

Yu Xiaoheng turned his head.

The space was torn open by the crimson divine power, and a young man dressed in dark red divine armor stepped out.

That was Tang San. At this moment, his state was strange, and there was no human emotion in his eyes.

The Asura Demon Sword mark on his forehead was emitting an eerie light.

Because he carried divine power far exceeding the limits of his physical body, Tang San's skin was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Golden-red divine blood seeped from the cracks.

His clothes were completely stained red with blood.

"die."

The overlapping sounds squeezed out of Tang San's throat.

The Asura God delivered the verdict through his mouth.

Tang San moved.

The Asura Demon Sword in his hand erupted with a blood-red sword beam a hundred feet long, tearing a rift in the void.

The crimson sword light, carrying a killing law that destroys everything, slashed down towards Yu Xiaoheng.

Faced with a blow that could severely injure an ordinary deity, Yu Xiaoheng raised his right hand.

The golden-white eighth spirit ring trembled in the void.

"Golden Dragon Suppresses the World's Body".

Yu Xiaoheng's skin was covered with a layer of fine yet thick purple-gold dragon scales.

Facing the blood-red sword light that could split mountains and cleave seas, Yu Xiaoheng threw a punch.

The sword light, condensed from the power of the Asura God, shattered inch by inch when it touched Yu Xiaoheng's fist.

Breaking the spell effect.

Any form of energy defense or attack will only be smashed in the face of absolute physical strength.

Tang San was forced back more than ten steps by the force of the recoil, each step leaving a deep crater in the ground.

The cracks on his body widened again, and the golden-red divine blood gushed out even more violently.

Above the realm of gods, inside the Temple of Asura.

Asura God himself looked at the image projected in the divine realm, veins bulging on his forehead.

He couldn't accept it.

As a law enforcement god of the divine realm, even if I am only using the body of a mortal, I should never be forced to retreat by a mortal from the lower realm who has not even inherited a divine position.

"How could this kid's physical body be this strong?"

The Asura God gritted his teeth in the temple.

On the Douluo Continent, Tang San's body, under the control of the God of Asura, regained its footing.

"Asura Judgment!"

Tang San gripped the Asura Demon Sword with both hands, pushing the Asura Divine Power within his body to its limit.

In the sky, countless giant swords formed from crimson divine power appeared out of thin air, blocking all of Yu Xiaoheng's escape routes.

Chapter 632 The Asura God Appears, the God King Debuts

The eighth spirit ring beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet flashed once more.

"Silver Dragon's Myriad Calamities".

This time, it's not an elemental storm, but elemental stripping.

With the blessing of the Purple-Gold Dragon God, Yu Xiaoheng gained control of the elements in the surrounding world.

Moreover, Yu Xiaoheng also activated the "Holy Dragon Edict".

The blood-red greatsword's descent speed suddenly slowed dramatically in mid-air, as if it had sunk into a viscous swamp.

Tang San felt that the flow of divine power within his body had halved.

That was absolute suppression from the bloodline of the Dragon God.

"Disperse."

Yu Xiaoheng uttered a single word.

The crimson giant swords in the sky, radiating an aura of destruction, began to disintegrate on their own at the command, turning into pure energy and dissipating into the air.

Tang San's body shuddered violently, and he spat out a mouthful of divine blood.

He knelt on one knee, using the Asura Demon Sword to support his body so as not to fall.

Yu Xiaoheng strode towards Tang San.

With each step, the void emitted a muffled rumble.

"The divine power you rely on is no longer effective in this world."

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the disheveled Tang San, his tone devoid of sarcasm, only calmly stating the facts.

He is currently a level 95 Title Douluo, but his martial soul is the Purple-Gold Dragon God, which surpasses the level of a God King.

In this world, he is the absolute ruler.

Tang San raised his head, a distorted expression appearing on his cracked face.

The Asura God's will, which controlled this body, was now filled with uncontrollable rage.

He had been high above the gods for countless years, and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Mortal, do you really think you've won?"

From Tang San's mouth came the hysterical voice of the Asura God.

"I will show you that there is a world of difference between gods and mortals!"

The words fell.

Tang San's body began to swell violently.

The golden-red divine blood stopped flowing and instead transformed into strange runes, imprinted on his skin.

The Asura God began recklessly transferring his divine power from the divine realm.

Even if this mortal body collapses as a result, he will still kill Yu Xiaoheng here.