Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 590 Blue Silver Dharma Image
The dimensional consciousness flickered for a moment and arrived in front of Oscar.

She suddenly grabbed his collar, her voice blazing with anger as she demanded, "Oscar, what about you? Why did you betray me?"

"Why did you help Han Tao and bestow that crucial power of destiny upon him? Have you forgotten how Tang San died?"

"Don't make things difficult for him!"

Han Tao was clad in armor made of blue silver soul power, a divine garment constructed from blue silver soul bones that seemed to reflect golden light on his skin.

Holding a blue-silver scepter, with endless phantoms behind him.

"I said, get out of the way!"

The blue-silver scepter was waved.

Han Tao's will was irresistible and unyielding; the will of the plane was instantly opened to a distance of a thousand meters by this power.

"why?"

It continued to question; it truly wanted an answer.

As a being born from the consciousness of countless living beings, it cannot understand why Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing would betray it, which contradicts common sense and common knowledge.

"Lord of the Planes, you are on the wrong path."

Zhu Zhuqing said in a low voice, "Our current enemy is not Han Tao, but that azure sky. Now, not only are we united with Han Tao, but even the high and mighty gods are united under its oppression."

The expression on the facet consciousness's face suddenly froze.

"joint?"

The ancient netherworld mocked ruthlessly, "Does uniting really make a difference?"

"I can travel through time and space. I can find the weak parts of your past, but you can never reach the time and space I once lived in. You are utterly vulnerable!"

It sneered, "You Soul Masters, and your so-called destiny, your plane masters... it's all absurd and pathetic!"

"Ancient Netherworld."

"Your use of the time scale, buried deep in the shadows of history, fills me with sorrow!"

Han Tao suddenly spoke up.

Towering into the sky, perched atop the clouds, it overlooks the forests, the sea, and all living beings from its lofty position.

"Severely injured by the Asura Blood Sword? I don't understand how useless you are to be severely injured by the Asura Blood Sword?"

"how?"

It frowned. "Is there a problem?"

"Humph!"

Han Tao shook his head, chuckled softly, and stopped talking.

The ethereal form born from "ghosts" is immune to all tangible injuries.

The process of etherealization, reaching an even higher level of "space-time displacement," allows one to evade all attacks from matter, energy, and divinity.

—Whether tangible or intangible, whether matter or energy, nothing can harm the Netherworld under the 'spacetime misalignment'.

Only attacks that contain temporal and spatial dimensions can harm the 'Netherworld' under temporal and spatial displacement.

The Ancient Netherworld was severely injured by the Asura Sword and the power of starlight, purely because it was weak, and definitely not due to a lack of strength.

"Oh, waste!"

Han Tao gave a mocking smile.

"Humans are utterly clueless. Don't try to play dumb with me with your techniques."

"Your ghostly realm can only go back to the time of your birth; you can only traverse a brief period of time. You don't have the ability to kill me, but I am different."

The ancient Netherworld trembled its lips, its heavy voice resounding throughout the world.

In fact, Han Tao's words instilled a certain fear in it. Han Tao had also mastered his own "Netherworld" martial soul, mastered all his methods, and even possessed higher stats than it.

Moreover, Han Tao has now broken through to the level of a god.

"The tide of battle has turned."

As they were talking, the Ancient Netherworld suddenly looked at the Will of the Plane and spoke abruptly.

"Han Tao is our enemy, the world will of the Douluo Continent. Why don't we cooperate to eliminate him, and then discuss our dispute?"

Upon hearing this, the will of the plane did not agree, but instead swept its gaze over Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing.

It was equally fearful, for the collective will of the world had lost its deterrent power in the face of Han Tao.
"Okay, I promise you!"

"Ancient Netherworld, go and annihilate them! I will execute Han Tao by the power of fate!"

The will of the plane extended a finger, pointing at Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Wu.
Zhu Zhuqing immediately replied, "It's no use anymore!"

"Han Tao has already achieved a breakthrough to godhood. Even if you break the seal of the Seven-Colored Destiny, you can no longer stifle his growth." The azure blue gradually turned into a dark blue, revealing the ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"can!"

"I can kill them, and it will be very, very quick!"

Suddenly, the figure of the ancient netherworld vanished.

Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Wu, and Ning Rongrong's expressions flashed with fear. They were unsure whose past the Ancient Netherworld would destroy, and this waiting process was the most terrifying.

"Han Tao, what should we do?"

Ning Rongrong timidly tugged at Han Tao's hand.

Han Tao sighed, "I can protect you after you turn six, but I can't protect you before you turn six. If it kills you in a shorter time, I can't bring you back."

"but."

"Although I cannot defeat the Ancient Netherworld, I can kill you, and I will make you pay for it!"

The entity's form paused, then after a long while let out a piercing laugh, "Wishful thinking, Han Tao, you truly are wishful thinking!"

"You cannot kill me. Before the demise of all beings in the Douluo Continent, I am an immortal being. You cannot imagine the vicissitudes of time I have endured."

"is it?"

Han Tao said wistfully, "What if I had witnessed the passage of time in that area?"

"What."

The dimensional consciousness was stunned, because its birth was quite distant in its memory; it had almost forgotten that past unless Han Tao deliberately mentioned it.

"Locust Dominator?"

Han Tao revealed its identity, "Having embarked on the path of world will as a swarm of locusts, you can be considered a remarkably talented and powerful being in this era, but unfortunately..."

The Eye of Time, the tenth blue silver soul ring, slowly outlines a brilliant gold.

"Million-year limit, golden spirit ring."

"Tenth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Dharma Form!"

The Blue Silver Dominator that Yu Luomian returned to Han Tao is dissipating, while the seven-colored Destiny in the sky still ripples, guiding Han Tao's "Blue Silver Dharma Form" in its specialized evolution.

"Blue Silver Overlord, reborn amidst the seven colors of destiny!"

The dimensional consciousness once again stirred up fortune, and once again sought to seize control of the Blue Silver Dominator sequence.

This time, it failed, a failure that was no surprise.

"stop!"

"termination!"

The Blue Silver Emperor's command and the Blue Silver Scepter's pronouncement silenced its Blue Silver Grass.

“Dimensional Consciousness, I witnessed your birth, and I also witnessed the complete form of the ‘Hive Consciousness’.”

The eight-petaled blue-silver ruler, with its central hollow structure, has given birth to a "huge" soul essence, and this enormous essence is slowly condensing into a special shape and structure.

—Hive consciousness

—Fruit shape

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at the sky in confusion, "What's the use of this?"

The dense honeycomb grid connects tens of millions of Blue Silver Grasses, whose individual lives, each building upon the soul of a single plant, slowly converge into a shared will.

"Humanity?"

"Apes evolving into other creatures?"

"The ruler of the world, the controller of the Blue Silver Clan?"

It was confused and asked many questions.

"Then I am..."

Many more questions arise, such as, "What am I?"

"Blue Silver Grass, a piece of soul? Or something else?"

"The combined will of the Blue Silver Clan? Am I your Martial Soul?"

Countless thoughts flashed through the soul within the Blue Silver Overlord. Their thoughts were slightly disordered, and they needed a certain amount of time to adapt before they could be organized and form a coherent whole.

"Yes, you are my martial spirit."

Han Tao chuckled and explained, "To be more precise, you are my second soul!"

(End of this chapter)