Douluo: Peerless: Nine Generations of Godhood

A breath is enough.

Electrolux's pupils contracted violently.

Death

Something that completely gathers the laws of death, as if—

Somehow, a word appeared in Electrolux's mind.

"authority."

In an instant, everything in my mind became clear.

Become a god!

It turns out that what is needed to become a god is authority!

This world can gather power and become a god!

The most important thing is that this kid has the divine status that best suits him.

Although it is the breath of death, there is not a trace of evil in it. It is pure death.

There is even a hint of life.

How is this different from the undead?

Even though he thought he had seen through the mundane world, at this moment he truly saw an opportunity to go one step further, and Alex's original pure heart for spiritual practice was aroused.

The obsession has disappeared, and the original thoughts in the deepest part of the heart have also emerged, and these have been well aroused by Chen Ming.

However, at this moment, Alex could still feel the mysterious touch coming from Huo Yuhao.

He could feel that there was a connection between Huo Yuhao and himself, most likely a master-disciple relationship.

That wave of movement was invisibly hooking his——

Ilex's eyes snapped open and he yelled angrily.

"How dare you attack this old man!"

He realized that there was something wrong with the attraction, looked at Huo Yuhao, and separated a wisp of gray air that directly merged into Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

He seemed to see some fragments of the past and sympathized with Huo Yuhao, but he also sensed something unusual.

"Poor kid, his life is manipulated."

"You and I were destined to be together, but someone took advantage of the opportunity to scheme against us."

"This is the guarantee I leave for you. I hope to see a healthy you in the future."

The gray airflow was not taken back by Alex, but was integrated into Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

After doing this, Electrolux turned back.

Chen Ming looked at Electrolux and found that his eyes had dimmed a lot.

Chapter 41: Old man, get out of the way, you can’t hold it!

Before Alex could speak, Tianmeng's voice interrupted him.

"Get out of the way, old man! You can't hold on!"

The huge insect body was extremely agile. It bypassed Electrolux and came close to Chen Ming.

The insect face that had just had a ferocious expression without a trace of charm was now full of flattery and lifelike.

"My dear little brother, your spiritual power is extraordinary. I am—"

"Senior, please."

Chen Ming moved his feet, avoiding Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, and extended an invitation to Alex.

Alex nodded, then turned into a stream of gray air, merged into the depths of Chen Ming's soul and martial spirit, and settled into the position of the demigod of death.

Chen Ming silently removed his control over the demigod position of death and moved the demigod position to the depths of the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

"Senior, please help me."

Chen Ming stimulated the golden origin of life in his body.

"You still have the Gold of Life!" exclaimed Alex.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm also exclaimed at the same time.

His insect eyes were wide open.

In his one million years of experience, he had only seen the Gold of Life once, when the ruthless man who caused chaos in the stars five hundred years ago cut a piece of Gold of Life from the bottom of the Lake of Life.

Then, his bug eyes grew bigger again.

That breath of death just now.

"Die!"

A gray airflow emerged, tightly wrapping the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm. Faint chanting appeared, and the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was sealed and entered Chen Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The difference between the senior who has reached the demigod level and the one just now is really huge."

"I'm Ilex, you call me Yi. It's not certain who has practiced longer between us. Don't call me Old Yi, just call me Old Yi."

While replying to Chen Ming, Alex transferred Chen Ming's source of gold of life to the sea of ​​spirit, and used the power of gold of life to cover up the fluctuations of the demigod position of death.

After completing everything, Chen Ming carefully separated the demigod status from the soul martial soul.

There is no need to worry about the aura of the deity being exposed.

As the Death God's throne was removed, some things were exposed from the depths of Chen Ming's soul and martial spirit.

The most conspicuous of them is a huge portal, surrounded by five phantoms.

There is a stone tablet that looks like a tombstone.

There is a coffin emitting a misty smell.

There is a half-hidden chain.

There is a small grass that exudes vitality.

There is a drop of water that is extraordinary and magical.

"These things are connected to your aura without any barrier. It seems that I should be the one to call you brother." said Alex.

Chen Ming was not modest.

The sea of ​​spirit was silent for a long time.

In reality, Ilex should have been asleep, but his position as the demigod of death made him too alert to sleep.

"You, know about that child?"

"The abandoned son of destiny." Chen Ming said.

"Abandoned?" Alex smiled bitterly and became depressed.

He felt the same way about the fate that was playing tricks on him, and he felt inexplicably sad.

Unfortunately, he couldn't save the child.

Because the child's ideas were affected.

The mental brainwashing inflicted on a child's mind has penetrated deep into his bones and cannot be eradicated.

"Even if he is abandoned, he is still the child of destiny. I hope he won't go astray in the future." Electrolux whispered.

"I hope so." Chen Ming echoed.

Although he said this, deep down he actually wanted Huo Yuhao to explode.

Hatred that has not been expressed cannot be let go.

As for what Alex said about Huo Yuhao still being the son of destiny, Chen Ming was unable to refute it.

He didn't know how Huo Yuhao would rise again after losing Alex and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at the white soul ring in front of him, looking at the destroyed land. There was no one around.

What just happened?

The white soul ring swayed, as if it had reached its limit and was about to collapse.

Huo Yuhao was horrified and hurried to the white soul ring.

This is his only hope.

He eagerly hunted for spirit rings, and of course he wanted a hundred-year spirit ring. But the reality was despairing, as the wind baboon, a mere ten-year spirit beast, had already put him in a desperate situation.

This wind baboon's spirit ring is probably the only spirit ring he can access.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, released his soul power, and put the white soul ring on himself.

The pain like a knife scraping instantly swept through the whole body, even penetrating into the soul.

Huo Yuhao felt as if countless wind blades were flowing through his body, cutting through his fragile body. Eventually, the wind blades climbed upwards until—

"what!"

A warm current slid down the corner of his eye, and blood dyed the tattered cloth red.

Huo Yuhao’s wide-open eye sockets seemed to be torn apart, his lively eyes were covered in blood, and it seemed as if wind blades were stirring in his eye sockets.

The pain is no longer limited to the body, but now begins to penetrate the soul.

The moment Huo Yuhao lost consciousness, the wind blades that were constantly spinning in his eyes gradually became clearer and their structure stabilized.

In the pupil of the left eye, three wind blades formed a spiral shape.

In the pupil of the right eye, four wind blades were shaped like windmills.

"Is this the son of destiny?"

Chen Ming observed all this silently and took a deep breath.

That bloodthirsty power is not accidental.

When Chen Ming felt that power, an image emerged from the depths of his memory. It seemed that the spirit of one of Huo Yuhao's younger brothers had transformed into a blood tiger.