Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 630 The Fall of Poseidon
Blue Silver - Destruction Forge

The destruction of order swirled in Han Tao's mind, settling onto the "perfect whole" before him.

"--Huh?"

Han Tao was astonished to discover that no matter how the Order of Destruction was manipulated, the Harmonious Body remained perfectly intact.

"A harmonious body?"

"A form that can be described as perfect."

The Immortal Grass suddenly spoke, its body mimicking the Sea God, outlining a perfect "harmony" in terms of position, time, and space, turning all disharmonious and external forces into ashes.

Han Tao's eyes gradually turned cold. "The order of the God of Destruction is the same as mine. If I cannot kill him, then Destruction will certainly not be able to kill him either."

"Hmm."

Poseidon suddenly laughed.

He had long mastered this power, but had never used it because he was unwilling to accept such a pathetic "defensive form." However, at this critical moment, he discovered that the "turtle" form he had mastered was surprisingly useful when facing an insurmountable enemy.

"The perfect form of defense is the most perfect form of defense. If the Immortal Spirit Grass can inherit this form, then my Netherworld Martial Soul can certainly do the same."

"And it seems that the Soul Rings that are perfectly integrated with the multidimensional spacetime possess some kind of synergistic mutual enhancement?"

Han Tao stroked his chin, lost in thought.

The divine power enhances the origin of the soul ring, forming a harmonious whole with elemental clones, and then uses the enhanced soul ring age structure to create a "multi-dimensional spacetime defense," forming an absolute defensive "turtle shell."

"It has no flaws except for its incompetence."

"I'll try it out later when I have the chance."

He smiled and began to observe the sea god, searching for flaws in the "perfect body".

"Hahahahahaha."

Poseidon laughed loudly and proudly, seemingly having forgotten the fact that his physical body had been destroyed by Han Tao. He was praising the brief advantage he had gained.

"Han Tao, you can't kill me. I'm perfect now."

No matter how many different orders strike the harmonious whole constructed by the elemental order, they cannot harm it in the slightest.

The Evil Eye Tyrant was stunned for a moment, then it suddenly understood why Han Tao wanted Ah Yin to study aesthetics.

"Is this the charm of form?"

A form that truly matches one's characteristics can empower oneself and enable one to contend with stronger opponents.

"Yes!"

Han Tao nodded again.

The Evil Eye Tyrant continued to ask, "But if we allow it to develop such a shell, we cannot break through its defenses. And if we do not kill it, it will continue to be a shackle preventing you from breaking through to the God King."

"Can't kill it?"

Han Tao smiled, and upon seeing that smile, Poseidon's breathing suddenly quickened.

"The completed sphere is flawless; I cannot penetrate its defenses, either now or in the future."

"and then?"

"But its past was not perfect; before the construction of the 'Perfect Body,' its structure was full of flaws."

Poseidon's face turned pale. "What do you mean?"

He couldn't understand what Han Tao was saying. What did he mean by "before the fusion body is built"? Could he possibly hurt his past self?
"Just as you predicted!"

The sword's edge, woven with energy, contains the power of time.

"When a weakness in your defenses has ever appeared in your life, that weakness will stay with you for life."

"Poseidon, you are no match for me!"

“I can travel back a thousand years, I can find your past, and then destroy your life, but that would be too troublesome. Your life is not worth me wasting my time-traveling essence. I prefer to kill you directly!”

—The Sword of Time!
The sword, imbued with the scale of time, attacked different time dimensions of the holistic entity, easily erasing its life before the holistic entity could be successfully constructed.

"time."

"years."

Poseidon let out a great wail.

"A thousand years ago, I seemed to have seen this power. A flash of azure light streaked across the boundless sea. At the time, I did not understand its origin, nor where it went."

"I never expected it, I really never expected it to be moving forward with time, to be shuttling through the years."

The clones constructed from order can compensate for and repair the damage they suffer through external elements. Unfortunately, Poseidon underestimated Han Tao.

The injured state was frozen in time and space, and if Han Tao did not wish for it, it would never recover.

—The Sword of Time!
—The Sword of Time!
Han Tao swung his sword a second and third time without mercy; in the realm of time, there was no concept of speed. "I'm going to die."

Poseidon's eyes held a hint of regret.

"I'm going to die, I really am going to die, but you will also be forever stuck at level 149. Do you feel pathetic, as a prodigy?"

"Divine power has sealed your soul, and this isn't just my divine power; it's the combined power of myself and Shura. After I perish, no one will be able to break this seal for you, hahahahahaha!"

Han Tao looked at him. Poseidon was telling the truth, a truth even more bleak than the truth itself.

"If I kill you, no one can help me break the seal."

"But the illusion tells me that even if I don't kill you, no one can help me break the seal!"

The divine power that the two combined contained the sincere faith of Poseidon and another Soul Master, a power that only a God King could break.

Without breaking through to the God King level, this faith cannot be dismantled; and without dismantling the barrier of faith, one cannot break through to the God King level. This is a gift from the Asura God, who wants to imprison himself at level 149 forever.

"That's all."

Han Tao sighed, and the sword tip missed its mark once again.

After witnessing the glory, came Poseidon's end, the demise of a supreme god.

"He's dead"

Blue Silver's consciousness murmured, "But what about you?"

"A soul severed by divine power cannot generate the power of sincere faith. Do you really intend to be trapped at level 149?"

Fairy Grass suggested, "Perhaps we could ask other God-Kings for help, such as the God-King of Destruction or the Goddess of Life?"

"impossible!"

Han Tao shook his head and rejected the suggestion.

"If I break through to the God King level, they will stand on my side because I will be the victor."

"If I were stuck at level 149, they wouldn't help me. They'd be happy to see that because they don't want a strong person standing above them."

The Evil Eye Tyrant and the Blue Silver Consciousness fell silent one after another.

The Lord of Beings seemed somewhat elated, because if Han Tao could not break through to the God-King level, he would never be able to completely control himself; "pursuing freedom" was his nature.

Where Poseidon's bones had turned into dust, a blue crystalline substance appeared.

Han Tao grasped the "divine essence," saying, "It is a product of the end of the maritime order, and this is the bargaining chip I owe Qian Renxue."

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul Empire.

The plaza, inlaid with bluish-white marble, reflects the sun, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

"Han Tao?"

As the golden light faded, Qian Renxue emerged from the sunlight, her figure both alluring and towering, her arrogant gaze sweeping across the entire square.

"It's been several days. What brings you here?"

Qian Renxue asked calmly.

"Na"

Han Tao handed over the blue crystalline lens, which was the divine essence of the sea god. It was of no use to him, but it wouldn't hurt to give it to her.

"This is your reward for helping me explore the earth's resources."

The researchers of the entire Martial Soul Empire were gathered to search for information about the earth, helping Han Tao evolve a Martial Soul with a strength of level 140, a value equivalent to the godhood of the "Sea God".

Qian Renxue stretched out her slender arm, a smile playing on her lips, "Thank you, Second Brother!"

"uh-huh?"

Han Tao gave her a strange look.

As she accepted the "divine status," she also handed Han Tao a document—documents about the advancement of a "god-king."

"This is."

Han Tao's pupils suddenly contracted.

Because the information she had was exactly what she lacked most, and it was also the second way to obtain "true faith".

Qian Renxue explained with a smile in her eyes, "Don't worry, neither the Spirit Empire nor the human civilization of the Douluo Continent could possibly have this information."

She pointed to the sky, making a veiled reference.

"These were collected for you by Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling. They have just advanced to the level of gods and cannot easily interfere with the lower realm, nor can they reach the lower realm."

“Ning Rongrong is very clever. She entrusted both the Angel God and the Rakshasa God to pass this information on to you.”

(End of this chapter)