Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 599 The Return of the Ancient Netherworld

"Ha, Han Tao, you've realized it too late!"

The will of the plane embraced the heavens, beneath which lay a vast forest. Under its deliberate control, countless beings stood in opposition to Han Tao.

"This time, the Lord of Life will help me. The creatures around the Lake of Life will obey its commands, and even the ancient netherworlds hidden in the past have formed a pact of alliance with me. We will erase you from history, including your body, your life force, and everything about you."

The soul beast force, led by Di Tian, ​​was even accompanied by an enormous silver-white frost dragon that roared and howled.

The core of life raised a finger. "Human, I can't trust you!"

“I cannot allow you to evolve into the order of life. Your birth is a huge threat to me. I cannot put my own safety under the mercy of you.”

A window slowly opened in the rift of time and space, and once again, a figure in azure blue emerged from the past.

"Han Tao, long time no see?"

The aura of the ancient netherworld was exceptionally powerful, and its terrifying pressure distorted the space between heaven and earth.

"You've come. Instead of hiding in the cracks of history, you even dare to stand out and try to interfere with the evolution of my martial spirit?"

Han Tao looked at it and made a sarcastic remark.

"Han Tao, you're wrong!"

"I have no concept of time. Our parting is but a few days for you, but for me it feels like an eternity."

The ancient netherworld slowly stretched out its body.

The red spirit rings are also nested in space and time on its body, and the flashing of each spirit ring leads its power to rise a little higher.

"Time flies, and from Zhu Zhuqing's success, I have found a unique path to advancement for Youming."

As it spoke, its body gradually transformed: 9999, 19999, 29999
Ultimately, it stagnated at a high value of 99999.

This aura was so powerful that even Di Tian, ​​who was not far away, could not breathe.

"Han Tao, I hold the power to destroy everything in a past you can't reach."

"Now that I stand before you, without even avenging your past, I have already declared my final mercy!"

The tone of the ancient netherworld remained calm and composed.

Its eyes held a hint of respect as it looked at Han Tao, and thus, it chose a noble way for Han Tao to die.

Han Tao suddenly smiled, “Ancient Netherworld, I possess a martial soul of the same rank as yours, and my Eyes of Time can see your past.”

"Don't you understand that as you perfect your own system, I can also gain this power?"

The Eye of Time is shimmering in the sky, its abyssal perception sweeping through the body and soul rings of the ancient Netherworld. Han Tao is studying its "Netherworld" system, transforming this power into the capital for his own transformation.

"You're wrong, Han Tao!"

Ancient Netherworld suddenly smiled, his eyes flashing with sarcasm. "I know you have mastered the essence of spirit rings, and you can easily change your own spirit rings, but the Netherworld Origin within my spirit rings is a power that you cannot touch."

"Even I spent ten thousand years accumulating it. Without a soul ring of the Netherworld Origin, I cannot obtain the results of my careful exploration."

The ancient Netherworld knew what Han Tao lacked: without the "Netherworld Origin," even if Han Tao comprehended its soul skills, he would not be able to achieve the ultimate sublimation of its "Netherworld 10 Transformations."

"Now that things have come to this, I have mastered the power of the world's pinnacle, a power you cannot even imagine. I can erase your traces directly."

Han Tao took a deep breath.

Passing over the ancient Netherworld, looking behind it, there was a phantom image from the consciousness of another plane.

The distraction control method quietly began to operate.
"Not bad, really good!"

"Such intense Netherworld energy is enough to make me use more of my mental strength."

Han Tao was not afraid.

The Eye of Time, a powerful martial soul surpassing even god-level quality, is undergoing a transformation under Han Tao's guidance.

Observing the climate
Luck is merely a branch of luck. This time, Han Tao guided it, looking at the vast will of countless living beings and overlooking the vitality nurtured by countless living beings.

"Fortune, will, and living beings—these hidden energies are all under my observation!"

The ancient netherworld deliberately drew out its words, "I won't let you evolve as you wish!"

"With every bit of strength you gain, my heart trembles a little more. I won't give you time to grow. Han Tao, you've failed!"

Its fingers once again wielded the blade of time and space.

—The Edge of Time!
The massive, 99999-fold spacetime sword pierced through the shackles of space and time; its sharpness cannot be described by speed alone.

The so-called synergy of soul power, the former 64-sword-shadow combo, the absurd superposition of strength, speed, and momentum, all appear utterly weak in the face of such power. "—Sigh."

A heavy sigh echoed from the sky.

The man dressed in scarlet robes, with a noble face and elegant demeanor, seemed like a throne born from fresh blood. He suddenly stood behind Han Tao.

Many figures were also standing around it.

The Asura God King, the Destruction God King, the Evil God King, the Life God King, the Kind God King, and many other gods stood in turn, towering before the ancient Netherworld.

"This is."

"Who are they? Why are they my enemies?"

The ancient netherworld questioned loudly.

The will of the plane suddenly fell silent, hiding in some corner, but its concealment was easily defeated by divine sense and the Eye of Time.

"I am the Asura God King, a god who ascended to godhood in Douluo Continent 50,000 years ago. I will not allow the possibility of erasing the past to exist in this world."

The man in the red robe raised his eyes, and time and space in front of him seemed to freeze for a moment. He turned to Han Tao again, "Including you, Han Tao. I will not allow the Netherworld to exist, and I will not allow you to wield this power that threatens me!"

Han Tao shook his head and protested, "No, I can't do it!"

"My Netherworld Martial Soul can only travel back to when I was 6 years old. I cannot reach further into the past, so I cannot threaten you!"

"It doesn't matter!"

The man in the red robe chuckled, "I don't care what the truth is, nor do I care what level of power you wield over the Netherworld. Now that I've arrived in the lower realm, I naturally intend to eliminate all risks."

"Han Tao, whether you can go back to the past or not is not important at all!"

"I'll deal with it first, then I'll deal with your martial souls!"

The Asura God looked down at Han Tao, then glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

However, it also knew who its real enemy was, so it turned around and let the God of Destruction continue to monitor Han Tao.

"The ancient netherworld is truly a mysterious creature, but as time marches on, your journey will also come to an end!"

Under the influence of divine sense, the ancient Netherworld's body was clearly visible.

Time and space were sealed off in units of "years," and the ancient underworld could no longer hide in the past thousands of years ago, nor could it extinguish the birth of the "Asura God King."

The crimson blade converged at the Asura God King's finger, and its deadly light pierced through space, landing on Youming's body.

"Do not!!"

The ancient netherworld roared.

Its body was briefly displaced in space and time, causing the sword blade that the Asura God King had so confidently sworn to fall into disarray in the void.

"Han Tao, I want to thank you so much!"

"If you hadn't mentioned this technique back then, how could I have avoided the attacks from the powerful figures ahead?"

"Hahahaha, I should thank you, thank the enemy for their mercy!!"

The ancient netherworld laughed wildly.
Its sword of time also deflected from Han Tao and pointed at the Asura God King in front of him.

"A blade imbued with the power of time, an attack imbued with the scale of time, is a weight you cannot measure."

"Perhaps your divine power is slightly greater than mine, but the power you wield still cannot harm the Netherworld that traverses time and space."

"The ancient netherworld, supreme and unparalleled!"

"Ridiculous!" the Asura God King roared. "A mere mortal dares to mock the gods with such words! You truly don't know your own worth. Your so-called evasion is only good for showing off in front of Soul Masters."

"Travel through time and space? Then I'll shatter time and space and show you what the power of a god-king truly is!"

The sky shattered, and the dimensional power of Douluo Continent couldn't even withstand the full force of the collision between the two.

Han Tao retreated tens of millions of meters away, and while observing the battle between the two, he suddenly smiled.

"Terrifying indeed."

"However, the Lord of Life and the Will of the Plane have departed, and the Asura God-King is engaged in battle with the Ancient Netherworld; they no longer exist."

"Anything that can stop my martial soul from evolving will inevitably lead me to that level!!"

(End of this chapter)