Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 655 My Heart Never Wavered
The evil god's consciousness looked at its empty hands, its expression momentarily blank, then shook its head helplessly.

"This consciousness, this clone, is useless now!"

The Netherworld White Tiger is dead.

It can no longer travel through time and space, nor can it protect its past.

The black-clad figure turned to dust with her will, dancing in the sky, while her consciousness projection returned to its original place, back to that arena of life and death.

"you."

The goddess of life arrived.

Behind the Goddess of Life, the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess arrived one after another. The Goddess of Kindness smiled gently, but there was a hint of sarcasm hidden beneath her smile.

"Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, Oscar!"

The God of Destruction roared, "You are now gods of the divine realm, part of the divine order. Why have you betrayed us?"

The accusation of destroying the divine position did not move Ning Rongrong. She simply looked around at this vibrant and beautiful place, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"Betray you?"

"There has never been betrayal, because we have never wholeheartedly joined you!"

Ning Rongrong stated resolutely, a hint of determination in her eyes: "The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda and the Nine-Heart Begonia will always be pieces of the Blue Silver Grass puzzle, and we can never truly inherit your path. This is not the direction we want to go."

As she spoke, her fingers danced with light, and the beauty of nine colors pulsated beneath the divine realm.

Ye Lingling also spread her fingers, and the Nine-Heart Begonias bloomed one after another in the sky. Their power penetrated the barriers of worlds and time, and they used their martial souls to create several [Blue Silver Realms] beyond the scale of time and space.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

The goddess of kindness could no longer maintain her elegant demeanor; her tone carried a hint of coldness, and the rage of the torch was burning within her.

Destruction, wielding its scepter, is gathering its chilling order of destruction, which surges forth with unparalleled force towards its target.

"--Ah!"

"You think you can hurt them? You're underestimating me."

The God of Destruction, the Goddess of Kindness, and the Goddess of Life suddenly heard the voice of the Lord of All Beings.

The Order of Destruction crashed into the Blue Silver Realm, creating only the slightest ripple before returning to silence.

"You can't kill them!"

An aged voice slowly drifted out.

From the passageway of the Netherworld emerged an unparalleled powerhouse, whose order and power surpassed even those of Destruction and Asura.

"The Evil God King?"

The kind goddess looked at him gently and blinked her eyes.

"No matter how powerful the order controlled by an individual may be, it cannot harm the vast plane in the slightest. There is a qualitative difference between the two!"

"Once they entered the Blue Silver Realm, we were powerless to stop them, but unfortunately..."

The evil god-king suddenly laughed, and his right hand pierced through the space of the divine realm, grabbing Oscar's neck without warning.

"If the Blue Silver Realm can protect you, how can it protect him?"

"Uh"

Oscar stretched out his legs and struggled.

"Using the Divine Light of Resurrection to destroy the Netherworld White Tiger under my control? You have some nerve, Oscar!"

The evil god's tone was tinged with anger. He looked at the tiny deity before him, and flames of utter sin ignited out of nowhere.

--ah!

Oscar let out a scream of excruciating pain, a pain that targeted his very soul, far surpassing the pain in his countless nerves.

"No! Don't do this!"

The God of Cookery interrupted the God of Evil's punishment, even speaking with a hint of recklessness: "Oscar is my successor. Even if he has made a mistake, he should be judged by the Council of Gods!"

The evil god stared at the God of Food, then swept his gaze over the other members of the divine realm, and was surprised to find that the other three god-kings actually agreed with the God of Food's words.

"Yes, even if Oscar makes a mistake, he should be judged by the Divine Realm Council."

Life and destruction conform to the Tao.

If the evil god were to decide everything this time, his authority would far surpass their own, which the three god-kings could not allow.

"All right."

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the evil god, and then he agreed. But suddenly...
The God of Evil once again looked down upon the mortal realm, down upon Han Tao who was pondering through endless ages, and spoke with a hint of seduction.

"Han Tao, I know you can see me!"

"Oscar did this to help you, or perhaps you're kind-hearted and don't want him to suffer our torment?"

"I will open a path to the realm of gods for you. You can come up to save him, or you can use the realm of gods to find a way to other worlds. Han Tao, I'm waiting for you here."

The evil god laughed arrogantly.

Suddenly, a rainbow-covered staircase appeared in the sky of the Douluo Continent.

Anyone who steps onto this staircase will be crushed to the ground by the divine light, and only a very few peerless Douluo and gods can reach the other side.

"Decoy."

Han Tao looked at the rainbow.

Then he shook his head and gave a mocking smile, "God of Evil, put away these meaningless tricks!"

"I, Han Tao, stand tall between heaven and earth, and will not accept any form of coercion. Even if you go so far as to destroy the entire Douluo Continent, my resolve will not waver in the slightest!"

Afterwards, he did not respond and focused on studying the textures engraved on the world.

The God of Evil gazed at the rainbow path and waited for a very long time. Oscar's soul was extremely pale and on the verge of death under the scorching fire of extreme evil, but he still did not see any sign of Han Tao's help.

"Hey"

The Evil God Emperor sighed.

After deliberation, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life decided to kill Oscar as a warning to others.

Although the result is the same—killing Oscar—it makes a completely different difference whether the decision is made unilaterally by the evil god or jointly by the divine council.

"Kill him!"

"Ok!"

Destruction waved a finger.

Without even glancing at the God of Cookery, Oscar's body and soul were shattered and turned to dust by this immense power.

A day later, Han Tao had no results.

Two days later, Han Tao had no results.

Two months, three months, four months.
"Han Tao?"

Han Tao suddenly heard a voice, a call from afar.

Thus, his figure traversed beneath the Douluo Continent, arriving at that starry sky.

"Dai Hao, did you need something from me?"

Dai Hao nodded firmly. He had broken through to level 30, reaching a level that some Soul Masters could never achieve in their entire lives.

He waved his hand, summoning Han Tao's divinely bestowed martial soul.

—The Netherworld, wielding a blue-silver scepter
"what happened?"

Han Tao looked somewhat puzzled.

Dai Hao smiled, his smile carrying the purity of a young man, mixed with the humility of a researcher.

"I've found a direction for evolution, but I don't have the materials for it."

"Which direction?" Han Tao asked.

Dai Hao replied with a smile, "The Netherworld is an extension of the Ghost Martial Soul's evolution, while the Blue Silver Scepter is the evolutionary path of the Blue Silver Grass. At the same time, I consulted the past records of the Spirit Empire and found that Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall had completed Martial Soul evolution."

"Then may I use the Blue Silver Scepter to advance towards the veins of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum?"

Dai Hao explained all the proper nouns.

His growth period was relatively short, and his understanding of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum and the Netherworld was not profound, but this did not mean that his choice was wrong. "Han Tao believed in the vision of a chosen one."

"Using the Blue Silver Scepter, to find the evolutionary direction of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum?"

The blue and silver scepter has a complex structure, which includes nine bundles of vines surrounding a solitary bamboo, with nine bamboo sections stacked one on top of the other.

It contains a gem that carries the power of faith, Han Tao's external soul bone, and the totem patterns of the Blue Silver Clan.

Suddenly, Han Tao looked up. "A totem pattern?"

(End of this chapter)