Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 507 The Destruction of the Killing City

"Hmph."

She looked at Ning Rongrong and smiled gently.

The top powers on Douluo Continent knew that the Nine-Leaf Blue Silver Emperor, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the Nine-Heart Begonia could fuse their martial souls, but they were unaware that "Acacia Heartbreak Red" was a divine-grade begonia flower that could serve as a substitute for the Nine-Heart Begonia.

In the unseen years, Han Tao once completed a martial soul fusion using the power of immortal herbs.

"what?"

Tang Chen stared wide-eyed.

As that wisp of red swayed, the myriad blue silver grasses of the Starry Sky Forest, like boundless starlight, gathered above the Nine-Leaf Emperor.

They together form a whole.

"The structure of the macroscopic nine leaves."

"A collective will that resonates, a bloodline that leads to the same goal despite different paths."

Tang Chen clenched his fists tightly.

When the Blue Silver formed a cluster once again, he was also awestruck by its magnificent beauty. Within Han Tao's Martial Soul Mirror, the supreme mystery of the Blue Silver Domain was born from the tiny Blue Silver Emperor.

"The ocean embraces all rivers, and all things in the universe?"

"They are one of the powers of the Blue Silver Realm, but not the entirety of the Blue Silver Realm."

As the domain and energy meandered, they devoured the golden threads and spread to the location of the dark blue silver grass.

Flames, tornadoes, snake vines, vast ocean
Heaven and earth, the rhythms of nature, are all resisting the gods ahead.

"Mastering nature"

"Han Tao, you have indeed developed Blue Silver Grass to an unprecedented level, but that's all there is to it."

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes, and instantly exerted force in his waist, shoulders, back, arms, and wrists, producing a loud "crack" in the air. The scarlet ribbon was pure and flawless.

The ground and the tornado were separated by the sword energy.

"Han Tao, have you witnessed the terror of divine power?"

"When I reached godhood, all the methods Blue Silver Grass possessed became meaningless, and the Martial Soul system was no match for the Divine Power system."

You cannot stop my sword, nor can you halt my steps!

Tang Chen laughed wildly once more, his chest heaving, cold and arrogant.

Han Tao stared at him, not provoked by his so-called arrogance, because behind his relaxed smile lay a hidden worry deep in his eyes.

You are afraid!

"So, what are you afraid of?"

My gaze followed Tang Chen's retreating figure, piercing through to the endless southeastern border.

In the southeastern border of Douluo Continent, the sky is a tapestry of crimson and murderous intent, and beneath it lies the infamous Slaughter City.

"Am I afraid?"

"You think you can instill fear in me?"

Tang Chen spoke sternly, his eyes glancing behind him from time to time, his worry deepening with each passing moment.

The voice, as melodious as a nightingale's, came from Ning Rongrong's lips.

"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is the place where Blue Silver Grass evolves, and also the source of its essence."

"Based on this situation, your Asura Divine Sword was once broken, and Asura Divine Power cannot be created out of thin air. Where does their power come from?"

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his calm and collected demeanor.

"What did you do?"

"Tell me, what exactly did you do?"

As the battle progressed, the continuous flow of Asura divine power gradually decreased, and the power transmitted from afar became increasingly thin.

Tang Chen roared furiously. His divine position was not a completely orthodox inheritance, and his power could not be entirely derived from the City of Slaughter.

"yes."

"When the City of Slaughter is destroyed, your Asura God Power will also lose its source of replenishment."

He paused abruptly, realizing the flaw in his words, and then continued to add to the sentence.

"There may be other ways to replenish divine power, but right now, at this moment, you have no time."

"We've arrived, the City of Slaughter!"

Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo, following Han Tao's guidance, arrived at the southeastern border.

Yang Wudi was already waiting here. "Destroying the City of Slaughter won't be that easy."

"Any toxin, once diluted by the endless flow of blood, will be rendered virtually ineffective."

Fingers, flip.

A riot of colors, a dazzling display of two high-level mixed toxins, capable of easily killing a Soul Master, yet utterly helpless against the vast Killing City.

"so what?"

"How to do?"

Chen Xin asked.

Yang Wudi turned his head and focused his gaze on the Star Dou Great Forest, waiting for Han Tao's next move.

"The City of Slaughter is the Asura God's private domain."

"To destroy this place, there is probably nothing that can do it except for the miraculous herb, Snow Swan Kiss."

A metallic tone slowly emanated from the soul guide.

"But the Snow Swan Kiss has been completely used up!"

"Yes!"

"However, the Azure Phosphorus Poison Barrier, enhanced by the Snow-White Swan's Kiss, is still embedded within the Sunset Forest."

[Blue Silver] is a cluster of martial souls: Wind Whisper, Netherfire, Azure Phosphorus, and Darkness.
The immense power of blue and silver was mobilized, drawing the flawless white ribbon in the sky and carrying the endless divine-grade azure phosphorescence towards the city of slaughter.

"Of course, that's not enough!"

Han Tao is not a chosen one.

Tang San was able to easily destroy the Slaughter City because he had the help of luck. If it were up to him, he would need to consider every detail.

"Add another portion of seasoning."

Within the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, the ecosystem of extreme blazing fire and extreme frost has been destroyed, and what destroyed everything was the Yellow Spring Dew.

"The Yellow Spring Dew that destroyed the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire will once again become the feather that strangles your life!"

Han Tao chuckled and glanced at Tang Chen.

Guided by the power of the ocean and led by Sword Douluo and Yang Wudi, the lake water, completely tainted by the divine toxin, merged into the Blood River of the Slaughter City.

"Phosphomon toxin, activate!"

Poison Douluo channeled his soul power, guiding the vast and boundless Azure Phosphorous Poison Barrier into the surging, boiling River of Blood.

"The dust has settled!"

The leader, criminal, blood slave, and evil spirit master all felt a sharp pain emanating from within their hearts.

"what is this?"

The old man, his face withered, lay on the ground, struggling.

He prayed for the arrival of the King of Slaughter and for his forgiveness, but little did he know that Tang Chen, located in the Star Dou Great Forest, was also powerless to reverse the situation.

"No, that's not true!"

"The King of Slaughter has abandoned us?"

The Killing City is like a giant prison, restricting their escape routes.

The commander pushed open the tavern door and was immediately met with a blinding sword.

"Title Douluo"

Then, he collapsed to the ground, powerless.

Inside the tavern, Soul Masters kept running out, only to be attacked by Sword's Edge in an endless stream.

Chen Xin whispered coldly, "To sacrifice the entire Slaughter City in exchange for the fall of a god is a worthwhile deal."

"Han Tao, don't let me down."

In the Starry Sky Forest, the power of blue silver gathers.

Tang Chen's expression was exceptionally cold: "Han Tao, you destroyed the City of Slaughter, aren't you afraid that evil soul masters will proliferate on the Douluo Continent?"

As the power of the Asura God gradually faded, Han Tao's natural power and blue silver soul power surged forth like a tidal wave.
Tang Chen seemed to have already foreseen his fate.

"Evil spirit masters, rampant?"

"The Spirit Hall will not allow them to run rampant. The six-winged angels have a strong sense of justice and are the nemesis of evil spirit masters."

"The Spirit Hall will build a tall prison to properly reform those who deserve to die, instead of letting them run rampant in the City of Slaughter."

The most heinous Soul Masters, having escaped the Spirit Hall's pursuit, rejoiced in the City of Slaughter, enjoying the luxuries of being offered sacrifices by blood slaves.
But why?
Why should this world have a place for them to revel?
(End of this chapter)