Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 435 The Descent of the Asura God

"Golden Sacred Dragon? Ultimate Martial Soul? Nothing special!"

With the support of the Blue Silver Protective Barrier and the True Body of the Martial Soul, his physical strength stat exceeded 1700. Through the synergy of his soul power and meridians, he achieved a crushing victory in pure strength.

If it were the complete Golden Sacred Dragon, that is, the fusion of the [Dragon Transformation] secret technique and the [True Dragon Nine Crowns] soul bone, Han Tao might not be able to crush it. But the problem is that the Golden Sacred Dragon constructed by Serpent Spear Douluo, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong only obtained the tip of the iceberg of the strength of the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon system.

"You are somewhat lacking in strength. You are not enough to stop me from killing Tang San!"

Han Tao spoke softly.

His tone was gentle and devoid of emotion, but only Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, could sense the chill in Han Tao's will.

"revenge!"

"To avenge Zhu Qi, and even the villagers of Zhujie Village."

However, Han Tao lost his pretext for revenge.

He killed Zhu Qi with his own hands to avoid even worse possibilities, because once Tang San tasted the sweetness of "blackmail," he was very likely to use unrelated people such as Old Jack, Principal Su, and Li Gang to kidnap Han Tao again.

"Humph!"

His eyes were filled with icy coldness.

The Devouring was constantly draining Tang San's life force, while the Demon Spider Soul Power within his body was compatible with the Dark Blue Silver Grass.

The innate soul power cultivated through the Xuan Tian Gong has no flaws whatsoever.

"Han Tao, let me go!"

Bury your hatred and anger deep inside.

Tang San gritted his teeth and pleaded humbly, "Han Tao, you and I both grew up in Holy Soul Village."

"I beg you, I plead with you, for the sake of our shared village, and for the sake of old Chief Jack, please forgive my past."

Upon hearing the name "Old Jack," Han Tao's murderous intent intensified. Moreover, Tang San's ability to adopt such a humble posture and his capacity for flexibility showed that such a character could not be allowed to live.

As the consumption progressed, the age of the Dark Blue Silver Grass was increasing: 20,000 years, 30,000 years, 40,000 years.
"Third son."

Liu Erlong cried out.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to protect his disciple, but now the sun had set, leaving only the pale moon.

"Suffer to death!"

Chen Xin was no ordinary person; he had no mercy in his heart and stepped forward again to unleash the power of the Seven Kills Soul.

—Suddenly
Located thousands of kilometers away, the crimson sword shadow pierced through space, emitting a sound barrier-breaking explosion.

It flew out of the canyon of Haotian Sect, traversing the heavens, stars, and sunset, and under the vast moonlight, it dyed the world the color of blood.

"The Asura Demon Sword?"

Ning Fengzhi took a half step back, his heart tightening.

The consciousness of the Sea God is inside the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, and the Asura Demon Sword naturally contains a projection of the Asura God's thoughts. Just when Tang San's life was hanging by a thread, the will of the gods was awakened by a specific force.

Blood Red

—A chilling killing intent

Killing intent and blood harmonized, merging into the color of flames, and materialized as they flowed towards the dark blue silver grass.

"No wonder he is favored by fate."

Even the highest gods can defy order and rules, and forcibly save your life!

The perception within the Blue Silver Realm is even more acute than people imagine.

Like a radar under a macroscopic view, the moment the crimson sword shadow flashed, Han Tao had already understood everything and finally realized that he could never kill Tang San today.

Then, he suddenly shouted: "Evacuate!"

"Tang Chen, in pursuit of the Asura Sword's shadow, we must leave!"

His tone was firm and decisive.

In an instant, the Blue Silver Overlord shattered the ground, and several strands of Blue Silver Grass forcibly entangled everyone present, escaping into the depths of the ground.

"why?"

Following the pull of the Blue Silver Grass, Sword Douluo also fell deep into the ground.

His eyes were filled with confusion: "Why? We're not afraid of Tang Chen anymore, so why do we still need to run away like this?"

"Because it might not be Tang Chen who comes!"

"Huh?" Ning Fengzhi exclaimed in surprise. "Who is it?"

Ning Rongrong frowned, her heart filled with sorrow.

"Perhaps it's a god? A projection of a god's consciousness hidden within the artifact?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this. Let's get to a safe place first, and then we can talk about it."

As Han Tao spoke, he forcibly pulled Zhu Jiu, Zhu Shi, and Zhu Shiyi towards the depths of the earth's veins, with Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong following closely behind.

Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, not quite understanding, but for the moment they could only follow the three of them.

The ground behind them quickly closed in, while the road in front became clearly distinct.

"This road was opened by the Titan Ape, at my behest!"

Ning Rongrong smiled gently: "Because we caught Xiao Wu, that silly black gorilla can only be used by us."

Sunset Forest, above ground.

The Asura Sword spun its blade, attempting to chase after Han Tao.

Although he could use his killing intent to guide Han Tao's location, Han Tao was already hiding deep underground.

"He ran pretty fast!"

"That's all."

Beyond the long blade, the phantom of the Asura God condensed.

The crimson power surged around Tang San, completely corroding the ultimate dark blue silver grass.

It transformed into a black spirit ring, floating above the corpse.

"Hmph, a ten-thousand-year soul ring?"

The Dark Blue Silver Grass has been draining Tang San's life force and soul power. The Asura God must make a choice: hunt him down or save Tang San.

Furthermore, while escaping, Han Tao used the power of the Blue Silver Priest to channel the characteristics and primal power of the Dark Blue Silver Grass onto other Blue Silver Grasses.

The phantom of the Asura God clearly did not care about the changes in the age of the soul rings. Perhaps in the eyes of the gods, there is no difference in low-level power.

His eyes were fixed on Tang San for a long time.

"You are Tang San, Tang Chen's great-grandson?"

The Peerless Douluo Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was shattered, and he himself had been rendered a mess by the Nine-Headed Bat. The system he built based on his racial talent appeared ingenious in Han Tao's eyes.

However, in the eyes of the Asura God, whose level cap is 150, this behavior is quite unusual, and the Asura God said, "I don't like it."

Therefore, he was unwilling to pass on his divine position to Tang Chen.

Upon seeing the crimson phantom, Tang San asked with feigned confusion, "Who are you?"

He thought to himself
[By helping me drive Han Tao away, you're clearly on the side of justice. Hmph, Han Tao truly is a heinous evil soul master. As the saying goes, those who follow the righteous path receive much help, while those who stray from it receive little.]

“I am not a true god, but merely a projection of the consciousness of a god. Of course, you cannot confuse me with some losers who live on in the soul bones.”

"Tang San, you may address me by my honorific title: Shura!"

"God?"

Liu Erlong and Snake Spear were extremely surprised and stared at his illusory figure.

Yu Xiaogang immediately knelt down and prayed: "Great God, do you have any way to help me break through level 30?"

Snake Spear returned a glance: "What, Yu Xiaogang, you're going to break through to level 30? Don't you want the Spirit Hall's subsidy anymore?"

"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang's face stiffened.

The phantom of the Asura God ignored the conversation between Yu Xiaogang and the Serpent Spear; his eyes were only on Tang San.

"Do you want to inherit the divine throne?"

"A divine position?" Tang San was taken aback.

In an instant, elation was mixed with frustration: "Of course I'd like to, but what about my talent?"

"unimportant!"

The Asura God spoke casually: "In the eyes of the gods, the strength of a martial soul is not important, because a martial soul can be directly bestowed by the gods."

"In the eyes of the God of Asura, soul power level and cultivation talent are equally unimportant, because you can devour the soul power of other soul masters through the killing arena."

(End of this chapter)