Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 559 An unexpected surprise
"Look what I've discovered!" The God of Destruction descended slowly, stepping on the shattered fragments of space, each step precisely landing on a spatial node, creating silent ripples.

His voice sounded deep and steady, yet carried a subtle, almost imperceptible hint of excitement. With a seemingly casual gesture, a bolt of purplish-black lightning silently disappeared into the crack.

"Tang San, you did this, didn't you?" The God of Destruction's gaze slowly shifted to Tang San, who was bound by divine power shackles, a cold, playful glint in his purple eyes. As the Demon Emperor's body completely disintegrated, Tang San's remaining soul flickered in the void like a candle in the wind.

The calm question sent a violent tremor through Tang San's soul. Even when Rakshasa God crushed his heart, he had never felt such profound despair. The God of Destruction watched him silently, as if he had already seen through everything, yet he insisted on hearing Tang San confess.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about!" Tang San tried his best to maintain the stability of his soul, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

The God of Destruction let out a short, cold laugh, his gaze sweeping over the unconscious Wang Dong. "You're always the same, habitually using your mother to threaten your child. First Huo Yuhao, and now you're even going after your own daughter." He had originally intended to show Xiao Wu the video of Tang San threatening Wang Dong, but considering that the rabbit unconditionally trusted Tang San, he ultimately decided against it, as he had more important things to do.

"Since you won't admit it, then let the parties involved speak." The God of Destruction sneered, and his divine power tore open a huge gap in the spatial rift that seemed to sense the danger and was rapidly closing. Just as the abyssal creatures were about to surge out, they were met with countless bolts of dark purple divine lightning that poured down like a torrential rain, instantly piercing through all 107 layers of space in the abyssal plane.

Immediately afterward, he yanked his arm, forcibly dragging a dark figure from the deepest part of the abyss. It was a man with long, shimmering white hair and skin so pale it was almost transparent. Most eerie of all were his pure black eyes, devoid of white, filled only with endless darkness.

Dangerous lightning crackled at the God of Destruction's fingertips as he gently pressed them against the man's brow. "They seem to call you 'Holy Lord'?" He recalled the dying roar of the monster leader as they destroyed the last few layers of the abyss passage.

The Abyss Saint King's bewildered expression gradually turned to terror. Who could tell him what was happening? Why had he been captured on the spot by one of the most powerful beings in the God Realm the moment he locked onto this seemingly unclaimed plane? The Abyss Plane was indeed a higher-level existence than the Douluo Plane, but it was ultimately not the true God Realm. This unique being, adrift in the universe, could only survive by absorbing energy. Although he himself possessed the strength of a first-level god, he was still utterly helpless against the God King of Destruction.

Initially, the Abyss Saint was merely a wisp of consciousness drifting in the universe. By constantly absorbing energy, he gradually grew stronger, eventually creating one hundred and eight layers of the Abyss world. For a considerable period of time, the Abyss plane evolved and developed at an astonishing rate, far exceeding that of ordinary planes by hundreds or thousands of times.

However, as time went on, the Abyss Saint realized that the lack of a physical planet as a foundation ultimately limited the development of the plane. Unlike human civilization, which relies on a planet for stable development, and unlike the divine realm, which can absorb the power of faith from the lower realms, the Abyss plane was like a wandering soul in the universe, constantly devouring and hiding, waiting for an opportunity to transform.

When he sensed the coordinates of the Douluo plane within a restriction in a corner of the universe, the information inside filled him with ecstasy—this was a plane that shielded the God Realm! But before the passage could be stabilized, the God King himself came knocking on his door.

"A parasite without a physical form, clinging to life by devouring cosmic energy, unable even to obtain the power of faith. The coordinates of the Douluo plane..." The God of Destruction suddenly emphasized, "Who gave them to you?"

The Abyss Saint King's pure black eyes involuntarily turned to Tang San's shattered soul. He remembered clearly that although the signal sensed within the cosmic barrier left no trace, the coordinates received by the Abyss Plane not long ago clearly carried the unique fluctuations of this soul. And now it seemed that this was nothing short of an elaborate trap!
Tang San's soul fluctuated violently, as if he wanted to explain something. But the God of Destruction simply raised his hand, and a purplish-black divine light sealed off all his voice.

"That's enough. Since you've denied it so many times, I'll have the central authority of the divine realm make these records public and let the gods judge you, the god-king who once held the power of 'judgment'. I trust them, and I'm sure the result will be fair."

The God of Destruction's lips curled into a playful smile as he looked mockingly at the Abyss Saint: "Speaking of which, I should thank you on behalf of the God Realm. How did you know I was planning to expand the God Realm, coming all this way to deliver energy supplements?"

The Abyss Saint King's expression changed drastically in an instant, from initial astonishment to disbelief, and finally to deep fear and resentment.

"No! This is impossible! Wait!" he pleaded frantically, his voice trembling. "I can tell you the coordinates of another plane of destruction! That's the Crimson Plane ruled by my mother, the Crimson Mother!"

"Oh?" The God of Destruction raised an eyebrow, not expecting such an unexpected gain.

Seeing this, the Abyss Saint King hurriedly continued, "The Crimson Plane is far more powerful than the Abyss. If only you would spare me..."

"Is he even your biological son? It feels like you might as well have given birth to a piece of barbecued pork. You can sit at the same table as Zhongli Wu."

Mu Xing's sudden remark caused the Abyss Saint King's expression to freeze instantly. Before he could react, the dark purple lightning from the God of Destruction's fingertip crashed down.

"boom--!"

In the blinding flash of lightning, the Abyss Saint's body instantly shattered into countless deep blue energy fragments. These fragments frantically scattered in all directions, attempting to return to the abyss passage and preserve the last glimmer of hope for resurrection.

The God of Destruction reached out to Mu Xing, who, understanding perfectly, handed over the Golden Dragon Spear. The spear tip pointed forward, unleashing a surge of dark purple light that transformed into a vast, all-encompassing net, wiping out all the escaping deep blue energy. The Abyss Saint's aura rapidly dissipated amidst mournful howls, ultimately annihilated by the power of the God of Destruction.

"You did a great job." The God of Destruction praised Mu Xing generously, even though she had only finished him off. "If we can devour this high-level plane, the upper limit of the Douluo plane will be significantly increased. However, the energy of the Abyss plane is too vast, and it will take time to fully digest it. Once it is completely integrated, level 100 will no longer be the limit for a Soul Master."

"What about the restrictions on soul beasts?" This was the question that Di Tian, ​​as the Beast God, was most concerned about.

"There's nothing I can do about this. Even your heavenly tribulations are beyond my control." The God of Destruction said with a hint of helplessness. "Blame your Dragon God for insisting on establishing the ironclad rule that beastmen cannot become gods." He then changed the subject. "However, I will take most of the energy back to the God Realm, and the rest will be sealed in the Golden Dragon Spear. Whether you want to use it to benefit humanity is entirely up to you. If you don't want to, you can take it home later."

As the abyss plane was annihilated, a long halberd, its entire body shimmering with blue-purple light, slowly emerged. Strange, scale-like patterns covered the halberd's surface, each scale gleaming with an eerie luster, undulating slightly as if it were alive.

Tang San, whose voice was silenced, trembled violently. This halberd instantly reminded him of his own Trident of the Sea God. Although it didn't emit a powerful aura outwardly, its restrained energy fluctuations were even more terrifying, like a lurking beast ready to pounce and devour its prey at any moment. This was definitely a divine artifact, and very likely even a super divine artifact. Tang San knew very well that the number of super divine artifacts in the myriad worlds was extremely limited. Even in top-tier planes, usually only one super divine artifact could be nurtured. And the aura emanating from this halberd clearly surpassed the category of ordinary divine artifacts.

As if seeing through Tang San's thoughts, the God of Destruction sneered as he gripped the halberd, casually weighing it in his hand: "It is indeed a super artifact, much stronger than your harpoon." A purple light flashed at his fingertips, easily erasing the trace of divine consciousness imprint left by the Abyss Saint King, and at the same time learning the information about this super artifact.

The most terrifying aspect of this divine artifact, the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd, lies in its unique "Abyss" characteristic. No matter how strong the defense, it is utterly useless before the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd. This is not simply indestructible, but a law-level ability that fundamentally "ignores defense."

Of course, such an overpowered mechanism also comes with limitations. The Heavenly Sacred Rift cannot perform any ranged attacks; its halberd beams can only extend a maximum of three feet, ultimately limiting its attack range. However, compared to its ability to ignore defense, this flaw is negligible.

What? It can't be attacked remotely? Then I can just throw it away, right?

With a flick of his wrist, the God of Destruction sent the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd tracing a graceful arc. Where the halberd's blade passed, a deep blue light flashed, like lightning tearing through the night sky. That light left deep marks in the void, as if even the laws of heaven and earth had been permanently severed.

Within the deep blue crack, the boundless starry sky appeared and disappeared. This was no simple spatial rift, but a strike that pierced directly through the dimensional barrier. The sky was easily torn apart like fragile silk, revealing the vast universe behind it.

Tang San's soul trembled violently. He clearly felt the terrifying power contained in this attack, an absolute destructive force that completely ignored defense and struck at the very source. Even at his peak, he would have had no chance of escaping unscathed from such an attack.

The God of Destruction looked with satisfaction at the destruction caused by the Heavenly Sacred Rift. "Not bad, it works better than I imagined." With a wave of his hand, the rift that pierced the heavens and earth slowly healed, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Take it and play with it!" The God of Destruction casually handed the Heavenly Sacred Abyss Halberd to Mu Xing. Tang San's soul erupted in a violent fluctuation; if he still had a physical body, his eyes would have been bloodshot with rage. That was a super artifact! A super artifact that could ignore defenses, just given to a child like a toy?
The surrounding law enforcement gods were collectively speechless, and some even unconsciously swallowed hard, as many of them had cultivated diligently for many years without ever obtaining a divine artifact.

But what shocked the law enforcement gods, especially the killing god, to the point of almost letting out a sharp explosion was that after Mu Xing took the Heavenly Saint Rift Abyss Halberd, he actually placed the Asura Sword flat on the ice and enthusiastically used the tip of the halberd to poke the strange eyeball on the hilt of the sword.

"Stop! You fucking stop!" The God of Slaughter's voice instantly rose eight octaves. He had never lost his composure like this, not even when his divine consciousness was burned away by the flames and he was punished for a thousand days by Ji Dong by sealing his divine consciousness in the Fire God's Sword.

Mu Xing stopped his hand just as the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd was about to touch the Asura Sword. "Why are you so nervous? I just want to verify whether its ability to ignore defense is truly as advertised. Do you really think the Asura Sword will lose to it?"

As the exclusive divine weapon of the first Asura God, the God of Slaughter certainly did not believe that the Asura Sword would lose to any super divine weapon, but he dared not gamble on that possibility.

"Stop immediately! Otherwise, I'll take back the Asura Sword right now!" The God of Slaughter declared forcefully, completely disregarding the presence of the God of Destruction. "Anyway, you already have a super artifact."

"Alright then." Mu Xing finally gave up on this idea.

"I've got it!" The God of Slaughter suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pointing at Tang San's imprisoned soul, "You poke him!"

Tang San's soul trembled violently, and red light flashed wildly, but he could not make a sound. The earlier restriction imposed by the God of Destruction had completely deprived him of his ability to speak. He could only futilely twist his soul, trying to break free of the restraints, but he could not even utter a protest.

Mu Xing turned his wrist with great interest, and the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd immediately changed direction, its tip pointing directly at Tang San's soul: "Good idea."

Tang San's soul contracted violently. If he could still speak, he would surely be cursing or begging for mercy. But the restriction of the God of Destruction prevented him from even transmitting mental fluctuations, and he could only watch helplessly as that terrifying super artifact pierced towards him.

The bluish-purple halberd light passed through without hindrance, and Tang San's soul withered rapidly like a punctured balloon, the red light dimming at a visible speed.

"Wow! It even works on the soul?" Mu Xing poked it again, but this time the tip of the halberd made a crisp "ding" sound, as if it had hit something hard.

A hexagonal red crystal was plucked out by the halberd tip. The crystal was no bigger than a palm, but the moment it appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted. This was not ordinary cold, but a terrifying killing intent that seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

The God of Slaughter swiftly picked up the crystal, but did not immediately hand it to the God of Destruction, fearing that this God-King might also casually toss the Enforcer's Badge to Shepherd Star as a toy.

"Bring it here."

But since the God of Destruction had spoken, he had no choice but to give it to him. Fortunately, he didn't recklessly hand over the Enforcer's Badge.

"This thing is useless to me too!" Mu Xing looked at the God of Slaughter's tense and wary expression and felt completely bewildered.

This thing can indeed shield the observation of the central divine realm, but it holds no appeal for Mu Xing. Rather, she feels more at ease moving within the sight of the God of Destruction, which means that if any accident occurs, the God of Destruction can intervene in time to rescue her.

(End of this chapter)