Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 616 Becoming a God
Seeing that Huo Yuhao was ready, Rong Nianbing said happily, "Okay, I've told you everything I need to tell you. Let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Nianbing raised both his hands at the same time. With his body as the center, light blue and crimson light rose up at the same time, reflecting each other.

Huo Yuhao only felt that the ultimate ice soul power in his body was instantly activated, and at this moment, the mysterious feeling of being one with the heaven and earth when he used the Ghost Carving Divine Sword before emerged again.

Rong Nianbing waved his hand, and the surrounding scenery rapidly transformed. In a flash, the two of them were immersed in the boundless starry sky. Behind Rong Nianbing, icy blue and fiery red light continuously gushed out from his body, illuminating Huo Yuhao like a tide.

At this moment, all Huo Yuhao felt was sublimation. The three soul cores in his body were spinning at an unprecedented speed, and every rotation emitted a tremendous fluctuation of soul power.

Rays of light drifted in the starry space, and a strange wave of thoughts appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.

At this moment, the starlight in the sky poured down like rain, falling on him continuously.

The surroundings were a bizarre and mysterious realm, and in Huo Yuhao's spiritual world, his life experiences were rapidly replaying: from the unfair treatment he suffered in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, to his later meeting Mu Xing, absorbing his first million-year soul ring, and then possessing a god-level martial soul... All of this emerged one after another in his spiritual world, as if in an instant, he had relived his life journey.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a smiling Rong Nianbing. As their eyes met, a glimmer of understanding dawned in Huo Yuhao's gaze, and all the power within him sublimated, undergoing a profound transformation.

The three soul cores gradually melted, then merged perfectly in an instant, a new power emerging spontaneously. The sea of ​​​​spirit transformed into an even purer gold, and his spiritual consciousness sublimated. A kind of divine consciousness that he had felt from Mu Xing was released from his own sea of ​​​​spirit, and it continued to sublimate.

Rong Nianbing slowly raised his hands, and a strange crown floated out from above his head. The crown was ice blue and fiery red, and a strange aura was faintly flowing on the top of the crown.

The moment the crown appeared, Huo Yuhao felt all his emotions being quietly mobilized - joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and hatred, the seven emotions flowed and changed constantly.

As Rong Nianbing began to inherit the divine position, the Morning Dew Blade on Huo Yuhao's body flew into the air and turned into a blue light, returning to Rong Nianbing's hand.

At the same time, the Zhengyang Blade, entrusted to the Emperor's Auspicious Beast for safekeeping, flew out of her third eye. Upon noticing the change, she immediately transformed into a stream of golden light and sped towards the direction where Huo Yuhao's presence had vanished.

The seven divine swords represent seven kinds of emotions and are the source of Rong Nianbing's power. Before inheriting the godhood, he must reclaim this source of power.

These seven swords correspond to the seven elements of water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness and space respectively. They are the seven peerless magical weapons of Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.

The seven divine swords glow with seven colors, each carrying a different emotional power.

In an instant, the Morning Dew Blade transformed into an icy blue light and shot towards Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao's entire body trembled as the blue light sank into his body. A deep sadness welled up from the depths of his heart—this was the "sorrow" of the Seven Emotions.

The crimson Zhengyang Sword followed closely behind, and the scorching flames swept across his body, stirring up tremendous anger.

The green Proud Sky Sword came with the gentle hum of the wind of freedom, the anger faded away, and joy filled the air.

The yellow Longevity Blade, imbued with the power of the earth, merged into the body, transforming into pure joy. The silver Xuanji Blade, however, radiated light, bringing repulsion and disgust.

The pitch-black Demon-Devouring Blade stirs up all negative emotions and arouses deep hatred.

Finally, the golden holy sword pierced through the sky, and warm love was like spring returning to the earth, gently wrapping up all negative emotions. This is the ultimate of the seven emotions - love.

After releasing all seven emotions, the divine sword returned to Rong Nianbing's side. He caressed the blade with lingering affection, then finally waved his hand, sending seven rays of light into the depths of the starry sky, letting them disappear into the void.

Rong Nianbing approached Huo Yuhao and slowly placed the crown on his head. Huo Yuhao's eyes, filled with emotion, gradually calmed down, his entire body radiating a lustrous luster. The crown quietly melted away, and his emotions subsided.

Suddenly, brilliant colorful light burst out from Huo Yuhao's body, and six souls emerged one after another, each carrying a kind of emotional power.

Rong Nianbing frowned slightly, "The emotional power of love remains to be inherited. Do you want to bear this power yourself?"

At this critical moment, the vertical eye on Huo Yuhao's forehead slowly opened, and produced a mysterious resonance with the third eye of the imperial beast in the distance.

"No," Huo Yuhao's voice was firm and clear. "I promised her that I would share everything I gained with her. We will become each other's sharp swords, clearing all obstacles for each other!"

Although Fu Rui is not Huo Yuhao's soul, the tacit understanding and bond between them far surpasses that of any other soul. It was she who gave Huo Yuhao the eyes that can only glimpse the trajectory of fate!

Huo Yuhao recalled his conversation with Fu Rui. She was completely different from other soul beasts. She wasn't bound by fate, nor did she have the bottleneck of 100,000 years of cultivation. It was only because of her status as a beastman that she couldn't achieve godhood. She might not care about this, but her father was always worried about it.

"Okay." Rong Nianbing looked at the unshakable determination in Huo Yuhao's eyes and nodded approvingly again.

A powerful white light suddenly erupted from Rong Nianbing, completely enveloping him and Huo Yuhao. This was a pleasant surprise, for the profound power of destiny between Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui, sustained by the Eye of Destiny, was even deeper than the seven basic emotions. This transcendent bond might bring unexpected changes to the succession of the divine throne.

Huo Yuhao slowly closed his eyes, allowing the power of the seven emotions to flow and blend in his body, his entire body and mind undergoing an unprecedented sublimation.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but when he opened his eyes again, the souls had quietly vanished. He found himself back where he started, facing the three-eyed golden lion in silence, as if time had flown back to the moment when he had been receiving the attributes.

Everything around him seemed unchanged, except for a new, more profound understanding within his sea of ​​consciousness. After achieving godhood, the world seemed entirely different to him. His mental and soul powers had undergone a profound transformation. His sea of ​​consciousness had transformed into a strange golden hue, and with a single thought, everything within it could manifest.

Now, his divine power could transform its attributes at will, easily controlling all elemental fluctuations within it. Although the attribute transformation was still limited to the few elements he originally possessed, each power became increasingly pure and condensed.

"Oh my god!" Rong Nianbing suddenly screamed, instantly attracting the attention of Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui.

(End of this chapter)