Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 620 Pursuing Freedom

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A call came from afar.

The voice was familiar, but also very faint. Han Tao looked down and saw Di Tian, ​​who had been severely injured by "Destroying Order".

It had lost its status as the strongest soul beast; its wings and dragon scales were mostly destroyed by the power of destruction, but it still survived. It was one of only two survivors caught in the crossfire of the God of Destruction.

"what happened?"

Han Tao raised his voice, "Don't think that just because we made a deal, you can make me avenge you. I've already promised Destruction to let him go."

"No, that's not it!"

"He is a God King, and I am just a Soul Beast. Even if I have the desire for revenge, I am powerless to do anything about it."

Di Tian shook his head with a wry smile, took out a precious gemstone, inside which seemed to be a soul.

"This is..." Han Tao looked at it.

Di Tian explained with difficulty, "The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's physical body has died, but I forcibly saved its soul and stored it in this gem."

"impossible!"

Suddenly, the voice of the God of Destruction resounded from the sky once more.

“In a world of destroyed order, no life can survive; all souls will be reduced to dust.”

He remained hidden to the side, unable to evade Han Tao's Eye of Time, but able to evade Di Tian's perception. He watched with great interest whether the soul beasts he had killed would give rise to enemies who viewed him as their sworn enemy.

Then, nip it in the bud!
Han Tao smiled and said, "The power of fate is not weak; it still has the ability to resist the destruction of order."

"I see!"

The God of Destruction sneered, then suddenly looked at the gem. "This is a being that intrigues me."

"Since it is burdened with destiny, and destiny is more powerful than luck, why would it be caught in the crossfire, and how could it happen to die by my hand?"

Han Tao did not speak.

Di Tian's face was as pale as paper, and his dragon arm trembled slightly.

"Perhaps... this is fate's choice?"

"Compared to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's own growth, dying at the hands of destruction and becoming my soul was a better choice. This was not her will, but the choice of fate."

Han Tao paused, then said, "At this perfect moment."

As it happens, Han Tao needs to evolve his own martial soul, upgrading the branch of destiny to the "fate" sequence, in order to restrain the even stronger "Lord of Life".

"Han Tao, are you planning to shelter it?"

The God of Destruction deepened his breathing, believing that Han Tao would keep his promise and would not kill him.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion does not possess the power to threaten him, but if it becomes Han Tao's soul, that would be different. Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, it will gain the power to kill him, and it will not need to abide by Han Tao's promise.

"No, I can't allow that possibility to occur. I'm good at nipping danger in the bud."

The God of Destruction thought to himself.
"The Three-Eyed Golden Lion possesses the power of destiny, and its branch of fortune has evolved into the destiny sequence. With its help, things will be much easier."

"Destruction God King, I am not protecting it, because I will not refuse the arrival of a soul."

Han Tao spoke calmly, and looked at the God-King with a calm expression.

"No!" the God of Destruction interrupted. "Han Tao, you promised to spare me. If it grows under your protection and gains the power to defeat me, wouldn't I be in danger?"

The God of Destruction took out a supreme treasure, a "divine herb" made from the lotus leaf of life, and gently placed it into the gem contained within the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, forcibly reviving its soul.

Suddenly, she gripped Di Tian's neck tightly, her tone cold and arrogant, "I cannot kill Han Tao, but I can kill Di Tian."

“I’m threatening you with its life, Three-Eyed Golden Lion. I need you to swear an oath never to be my enemy.”

“Uh,” Di Tian uttered.

It cannot understand.
Destruction, as a god-king, actually feared the future of a soul beast, and was even willing to give up a precious treasure like the lotus leaf for this tiny possibility.

"I promise you."

A soft call emanated from within the gemstone.

With an anxious expression, he swore, "As long as you spare my adoptive father, I will not be your enemy."

"Hahahaha." Destruction finally laughed with satisfaction, a laugh that seemed to carry a heavy burden.

“I was fighting Han Tao before. I didn’t deliberately target you. I have no hatred between us. It was all an accident.”

The remaining life energy flowed into Di Tian's body, restoring his destroyed dragon scales and wings to their original state.

This scene also made the "Three-Eyed Golden Lion" completely let go of its hatred.

Her vow was one part, and making amends was another; it seemed that only in this way could Destruction sleep peacefully.

"All right!"

Han Tao interrupted everyone's conversation, "Now, everything is ready."

After the Lord of the Mind is born, he needs to be restrained, so the Branch of Destiny needs to evolve, and the evolution of the Branch of Destiny requires the assistance of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

"Uh-huh."

The three-eyed golden lion spoke.

Her soul leaped in the air, transforming into a spirit, and entered the branch of destiny, leading the sequence of destiny toward the sequence of fate.

"The individual's destiny is frost-red, the destiny of heaven and earth is seven-colored, and the predetermined future is destined to appear."

She spoke obscure terms, and many leaves of fortune grew from the branch of fortune, forming a lush foliage.

Tree branches grow from bottom to top, which is normal, but extending from top to bottom goes against common sense, yet this scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

From leaves to branches, then from branches to twigs, and from twigs to ancient, ancient trees.

[Tree of Fate, Strength: 1.4]

Like a pillar supporting heaven and earth, it rises above the barren earth and sky with a destiny that is sublimated by the seven colors of fortune, supporting the weight of an entire plane.

"Thank goodness. Thank goodness."

The God of Destruction sighed softly.

Having witnessed the birth of the Ancient Tree of Destiny, and able to sense the faint threatening power emanating from its trunk, Destruction no longer harbored any hope.

"Why, why?"

"Why is it only 1.4? It has already evolved to the form of an ancient tree, yet it is still not the end of its strength?"

Han Tao stepped forward slightly.

Beneath the ancient trees, I am as insignificant as an ant. Within the tree's shell, destiny flows like blood, its vibrant colors invisible even to the naked eye.

"The characteristics of the next level are clear, but what about the form of the next level?"

"Let the Three-Eyed Golden Lion take over. She will be in charge of this martial spirit, and she will also be responsible for developing the final form of the Branch of Destiny."

Without much thought, Han Tao slightly released the power beyond his fingers, and the Lord of Life gradually moved towards the end of his evolution.

—The Lord of the Soul.

The nine macroscopic leaves bind together the life of the Blue Silver Grass and their bodies, while their "physical instincts" converge into a single spirit, which is revived along with the evolution of the Lord of Life.

"who are you?"

The Lord of Living Beings glanced at Han Tao.

Han Tao glanced at it and already knew that he had successfully evolved. "You can call me Han Tao."

"If you are Han Tao, then who am I?"

The Lord of Living Beings continued to ask.

Han Tao: "Blue Silver Grass, you are my martial soul."

"Martial Soul? What is a Martial Soul?"

Through the countless souls of Blue Silver Grass, it comprehended the essence of Martial Soul and understood its own situation.

The pursuit of freedom is an instinct ingrained in our very being.

The Lord of Life immediately questioned, "Why am I your Martial Soul? Why should I be under your control?"

"Martial Soul is a cage, and you have trapped me in it. Han Tao, why did you do this? Why are you unwilling to let me go?"

Thoughts raced, and the surging emotions of the soul were conveyed to Han Tao's "heart of good and evil."

(End of this chapter)