Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 230 Asura God Agreed
If you fail, you will be solely responsible for everything.

But if he succeeds, then the Wang Quan Sword lineage will really be famous all over the world. Not only for himself, but also for his family and everyone in the Wang Quan family.

The Asura God looked at the extremely determined Wang Quan Wumu and also sat cross-legged. The scenery for the two changed again and turned into a paradise. The place had a beautiful environment, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and a bottomless stream flowing downstream.

Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion, July 7th. Asura God made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time a chessboard appeared in front of the two of them. This chessboard seemed to be dead, but if there was a chance, there would also be a glimmer of hope.

Wang Quan Wu Mu said calmly: "What do you mean, senior?"

"Don't worry, the time here is completely different from that of the outside world. A day here is only half an hour in the outside world."

God Shura sat on the chair, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip and said calmly: "Sit down and chat with me for a while."

God Shura put away his previous contempt and was somewhat impressed by the Wang Quan Wumu in front of him, not only because of his unruly character, but also his unwavering temper, which also reminded God Shura of the time when he had not yet become a god.

The Shura God and Wang Quan Wumu had basically the same goal back then. They both wanted to become more powerful and to create their own gods to become truly powerful men in the world.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult to create your own gods, and in the end you had to choose to judge the famous Shura gods. Now that so many years have passed, when I look back on what happened back then, my face is full of bitterness.

God Shura said calmly: "Your servant simply cannot bear God Shura's divine test. Are you sure you want him to accept it? If he fails, I'm afraid there will be no trace of his body left."

Wang Quan Wu Mu was silent for a moment, then said, "I believe him. Even without me, I'm afraid he won't give up inheriting the throne of Shura God." Hearing this, Shura God just smiled without saying a word. People only have one life. Once they fail, there is only death, and they can't even survive like the King of Killing Tang Chen.

So this is also the last advice from God Shura. If you fail, not only will you not be able to inherit the God Shura, but more importantly, you will die.

Completely transformed into a ball of powder and disappeared from this world.

The Asura God took a sip of tea and said, "I can give your servant a chance, but whether he can succeed depends on his own decision."

Wang Quan Wumu nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior. After the matter is done, if you have any needs, please let me know. I will definitely not refuse."

"Hehehe, let's wait until you succeed."

The Shura God smiled. He did not think that Wang Quan Wumu could completely create a god by himself, because creating a god by himself did not require the test of God, but the test from the higher level of Heaven.

Once it fails, life and death will also disappear.

After a brief exchange between the two, God Shura left the place, and Wang Quan Wumu also returned to the City of Slaughter.

I told Feng Pang about this.

After learning that God Shura agreed to pass on the deity to him, Feng Pang was also surprised. Feng Pang widened his eyes, looked at Wang Quan Wu Mu, and stammered: "Master...Master, is this true? God Shura wants to pass on the deity to me? I, why do I feel like I'm dreaming."

Wang Quan Wu Mu smiled and nodded, saying, "It's true, Feng Pang. God Shura has recognized your potential, but this also means that you will face huge challenges and responsibilities."

He had never thought that he would be recognized by gods one day. After all, there were only a handful of gods in Douluo Continent, and even fewer aesthetic traditions were left behind. That was why he was a little shocked.

Wang Quan Wu Mu didn't say anything. In short, if Shura God didn't pass the magic to Feng Pang, then he naturally had other ways.

After all, the Killing Red Hare has stopped inviting other people to enter. If those people do not get the approval of the Hell Road, it is impossible for them to obtain the permission of the King of Killing and come here to inherit the throne of the Shura God.

Feng Pang scratched his head, his face showing both excitement and worry, "Master, can I really do it? The Shura God is so powerful, I'm afraid I will disappoint him and cause trouble for you."

Wang Quan Wu Mu patted Feng Pang on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Feng Pang, you have to believe in yourself. I have seen your efforts and growth. Since the Shura God has chosen you, it means you are qualified. Moreover, I will always be by your side to help you."

Feng Pang took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, "Okay, Master, I will try my best! So what should I do next?"

Wang Quan Wu Mu thought for a moment and said, "First, we must prepare in the City of Slaughter. Although it is dangerous here, there are also many opportunities and resources that can help you improve your strength. You must seize the time to practice and become familiar with your abilities. At the same time, you must also learn about the relevant information of the Shura God."

In the following days, Feng Pang devoted himself to cultivation. He got up early and went to bed late every day, honing his will and skills in the special environment of the Killing City. Wang Quan Wumu also often gave him guidance and advice to help him solve the problems he encountered in cultivation.

However, as time went on, they also discovered some problems. Not everyone in the City of Slaughter wanted Feng Pang to smoothly inherit the throne of the God of Shura. Some forces began to secretly interfere with and obstruct them.

It was now time for Wang Quan Wumu to prepare to face the Nine-fold Heavenly Thunder. After Wang Quan Wumu arrived at the safest place in the City of Slaughter, he sat cross-legged.

Feng Pang stood in the distance and summoned his martial spirit, staring in that direction. If anyone dared to disturb the young master's self-created god, he would kill him without hesitation.

The sky gradually darkened, and dark clouds gathered, as if the whole world was shrouded in a thick haze. An oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, foreshadowing the terrifying power of the upcoming Nine-Layer Heavenly Thunder.

Wang Quan Wumu's face was solemn, and his eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and prepared to face the upcoming life and death test.

Each bolt of heavenly thunder contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. If one was not careful, he might be reduced to ashes. However, he had no intention of retreating. His eyes were shining with the desire for powerful strength and the unwavering belief in his own creation of a god.

Feng Pang tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, his muscles were tense, and his nerves were highly tense. His eyes were like torches, staring at the movements around him, and any slight movement would not escape his eyes.

He was fully aware of the huge risk the young master was facing at the moment, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never let anyone interfere with the young master, even at the cost of his own life.

(End of this chapter)