Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 588: Ascend to the God Level!

Douluo God Realm, Round Table Conference.

"Have you all received the message from the Nine-Colored Goddess?"

The Divine Realm Committee, consisting of the Asura God King, the Destruction God King, and the Goddess of Life, stood at different positions on the round table.

The Nine-Colored Goddess stood on a seat at the edge.

Rong Nianbing stood up, his expression solemn: "My projection of my lower realm consciousness was annihilated by the ancient Netherworld, and you would never guess how it killed me!"

"any solution?"

"Travel through time, back to a time when I was at a disadvantage, and then kill me, causing my future self to dissipate!"

The Asura God frowned.

Although the information provided by the Nine-Colored Goddess was quite outrageous, he also learned most of it in detail. Many of the people present in the God Realm were first-generation gods, and these gods were not some useless people who inherited their divine positions.

"In that case, I'm in danger!"

"All the gods born on the Douluo Continent are in danger. This is a huge test for our God Realm. If we are not careful, the rules of the entire realm will collapse!"

The God of Destruction frowned, clutching the envelope in his hand. "The Nine-Colored Goddess."

"According to you, that so-called ancient netherworld is searching through the vast expanse of time for your past, in order to destroy your future?"

"Yes!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess nodded gently.

The god of evil looked at her with interest. "No rush!"

"If the Ancient Netherworld cannot eliminate the Nine-Colored Goddess, the God Realm need not make a big fuss. If it can eliminate the Nine-Colored Goddess, then we can discuss the plan."

"what!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess glared at him angrily.

"What, you have an opinion?"

"As a member of the divine realm, you naturally have to consider the overall order. What's wrong with sacrificing one of you to obtain more information?"

"Moreover, you have already found a successor. After your death, someone will naturally take your place, so you don't need to worry too much about it!"

The god of evil narrated in silence.

"No, that won't do!"

The God of Food shook his head. "The Nine-Colored Goddess and I can use the resurrection light. If any one of you gods falls, we can bring you back to life. But if she dies, you are truly dead."

The Asura God King stroked his beard and nodded.

The goddess of life looked aside and said, "God of Time, don't you have any ideas? What method do you have to resist this situation?"

The God of Time, his body appearing and disappearing, seemed not to be in the present time and space.

"I...I don't know."

From beneath the mysterious gray robe came a hoarse whisper.

"You are a god who was created through time, and you have mastered the order of time. This should be your forte."

The God of Destruction softened his tone and offered his well-intentioned advice.

If it doesn't know how to be appreciative, things won't be so easy for it in the future.

"No, I really don't know. Even though I am the God of Time, I can't travel through time and space as freely as it does!"

"I can speed up, slow down, freeze, shatter time, and even distort the length of time, but I cannot turn back time, much less travel to the past."

The god of time offered his explanation.

Many gods looked at it, but could not see the eyes beneath the gray robe, whether they were telling a lie or the truth.

The God of Asura smiled contemptuously, "Useless!"

"The Age of Insect Pests"

"An era older than the Energy Body and the Wilderness is the Insect Infestation Era!"

"They are the natural enemies of Blue Silver Grass!"

Through the lens of time, Han Tao witnessed the birth of civilization, observed the lamentations of history, and found answers amidst the vast desolation.

The process of exploration requires the help of the power of luck.

Why is luck necessary?

Ning Rongrong asked without hesitation.

"Because of the power of destiny, we can avoid crises and find the truth hidden in the dust of time."

"Millions of years have passed in the blink of an eye. No one knows what kind of horrors time has bred. The ancient Netherworld is a cautionary tale. I don't want to provoke such an enemy again."

A hint of relief flashed in Han Tao's eyes.

The apparent ease was merely a facade beneath the immense pressure; the dangers born from the emergence of the ancient Netherworld were simply beyond human imagination. "What did you find?"

"The Age of Insect Pests!"

Locusts swarmed everywhere, flying rampantly, devouring and destroying everything.

Wherever their tribes passed, nothing grew, and all things withered, as if they were the only creatures in the world.

It was the birth of the insect plague era and the devastation of the abyss invasion that led to the nearly 40 years of desolation, barbarity, and pale landscape that followed.

Ning Fengzhi hesitated and looked up, "Aren't locusts also a kind of social system?"

"Yes!"

Han Tao nodded, "Like Blue Silver Grass, they are extremely weak when they appear alone, but they are exceptionally terrifying when they appear in groups."

"Locust swarm."

After much deliberation, Han Tao suppressed his sharp tone and said, "The will of the race that gave birth to them."

The overwhelming swarms of locusts conquered all living beings and became the true, sole rulers of the Douluo Realm.

They attempted to find the life core, devour the life core of the Douluo Realm, and achieve their own supreme sequence, but they failed.

"It failed, why?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"It cannot be entirely called a failure, because they found another sequence, with the will of the race, the will of the plane of evolution."

Suddenly, Han Tao's expression turned fierce.

"Yes!"

"I witnessed the birth of the plane's will, and I witnessed the years it went through."

"The reason it looks down on Blue Silver Grass is because countless plants and living beings perished under that swarm of locusts!"

Because locusts devour all life and matter, they also cause living beings to change their own evolutionary laws, evolving towards a form of "body energy transformation".

This led to the creation of the bizarre monster known as the "Ancient Netherworld."

The ancient Netherworld could not kill the plane lord, because it could not travel to the time before its own birth, nor could it wipe out the swarms of locusts when it was weak.

"Han Tao?"

In the heart of the Martial Soul Empire, the will of the plane subtly sensed something.

"Something's wrong! Something's not right!"

The phantom moved through the air invisibly, its aura emanating from its body. After several turns, it arrived above the Starry Sky Forest.

Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Yu Tianheng, and Yu Xiaogang followed closely behind. (Yu Xiaogang couldn't keep up.)

"Han Tao, what are you doing?"

Its angry questioning.

Han Tao smiled dismissively, "This seems to be none of your business!"

As the Blue Silver Scepter was waved, the 'Stairway to Godhood' woven from boundless faith power began to materialize, and the 'Blue Silver Soul Bone Set' flowed through Han Tao's body. The 'Blue Silver Divine Spark' occupied the position of the 'Whale Glue' at the connection point of the Soul Master's spine.

"Now, everything is ready!"

Han Tao's footsteps gradually came down.

Blue silver soul power surged, drawing together the mixture of soul power and divinity, and advancing towards some supreme goal.

"Breakthrough to godhood?"

"A self-created god, a god achieved through martial spirit?"

Bibi Dong paused, turned her head, and looked at Qian Renxue.

A hint of admiration flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes. Of course, she knew the huge gap between inheriting a godhood and creating one herself.

"This is impossible!"

"This is impossible!"

The will of the plane shook its head hastily, "This is unreasonable; you cannot possibly possess sufficient faith power!"

"The Sea God, the Food God, and the Nine-Colored Goddess were all created gods who accumulated faith over thousands of years to fulfill their own needs. How could you possibly become a god out of thin air?"

"I don't believe it! Hahahahahaha!"

Han Tao ignored its narration and slowly moved forward. The steps forged by faith crumbled as Han Tao took a step forward.

"In fact, there is no need for the so-called power of a thousand years of faith!"

"They need these because they haven't accumulated enough foundation, and they're using the power of faith as a compensation!"

Han Tao's contempt was subtle.

With the spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm, the configuration of Blue Silver Divine Armor, Blue Silver Divine Essence, and Blue Silver Divine Artifacts, all the necessary conditions are in place, so why would one need the power of faith as a substitute?
(End of this chapter)