Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 427 Xiao Wu's Death?

"Ha~"

A soft laugh, tinged with a hint of disdain, rang out.

next moment.

Just as the fire phoenix was about to rush towards An Zhen, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly rang out.

"roar~"

Filled with the savagery of fire and dragons and the majesty of a king, in a trance, a massive fire dragon with a figure as large as the sky and the sun appeared in everyone's mind, sitting on the throne of fire and dragons. Golden patterns like lava were imprinted on its thick dragon scales, and its dragon eyes were full of savagery and aggression.

In an instant.

The charging fire phoenix suddenly froze, as if it had been ravaged by two forces. Its body twisted and reshaped, and the blazing flames became increasingly violent. The temperature of the flames, which had already exceeded the limit, continued to rise. The temperature, which was close to that of a true god, even distorted the sunlight in the space. In just a few seconds, it transformed from a fire phoenix into a fire dragon that was hundreds of meters tall.

"Playing with fire in front of me."

Do you really think that the Fire Dragon King's Dragon Soul has only served as a decoration in his virtual world all these years?

Somewhere in the virtual world.

The Fire Dragon King's soul, which had transformed into a dragon ball, was no longer as magnificent as it once was, and had even become illusory. Threads of almost imperceptible fiery red particles fell from it and were absorbed by the virtual world, while the Fire Dragon King's soul became even more transparent.

If Anzhen opens the Omniscient Handle, she will see one message after another flashing before her eyes.

[Includes the Fragmented Laws of Flame]

[Incomplete Dragon Bloodline Collection]

Such messages pop up not just once, but constantly at all times.

To put it nicely, An Zhen is truly taking over all of the Fire Dragon King's legacy. To put it bluntly, the Fire Dragon King's soul is being transformed into nourishment for the virtual world.

"Thanks to the two Dragon Kings, Anzhen will surely revive the dormant dragon race in the future and give them a place to recuperate."

This was something An Zhen always remembered. After all, the two Dragon Kings weren't without the power to resist, but in the end, they chose to sacrifice themselves for An Zhen and Huo Yutong for the sake of their race. Therefore, this debt of gratitude naturally had to be repaid.

What's more, there are Na'er and Qiu'er now.

They're now in-laws.

The benefits of this are naturally enormous, considering that the Fire Dragon King was once a genuine God-King level powerhouse, and was considered quite powerful among God-Kings.

Of all the laws that Anzhen has mastered, the Law of Flame is undoubtedly the most advanced.

reality.

not far away.

Upon seeing this scene, Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong were taken aback.

How can this be?

If the opponent had withstood this attack, it wouldn't have surprised them much. After all, this was someone who had initially mastered the Destruction Scepter, a super artifact, and had killed Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, who wielded the artifact. Naturally, they wouldn't have killed him so easily.

However, the way the opponent responded to this attack was by forcibly taking control of the flames from Ma Hongjun and turning Ma Hongjun's flame attack into their own.

How can this be? !
Even though the Phoenix God has suffered a decline in cultivation, is it possible that his understanding of the Law of Fire is inferior to that of a mere boy from the lower realm?

“Some people, as they live, seem to regress.” An Zhen slowly stepped into this demiplane, and two people not far away came into his view. One was a handsome young man with short, fiery red hair, his brows and eyes carrying a hint of melancholy; the other was a woman in a long, elegant blue dress, graceful and noble, perfectly suited to be described as an unattainable goddess.

"What?" An Zhen's dark eyes held a hint of amusement. "In all these years in the God Realm, have you spent all your time crying for your wife who died of old age in the mortal world and your adoptive father Flander who treated you like his own son?"

Before Ma Hongjun could finish speaking, blazing red flames coiled around his body, resembling a pair of phoenix wings made of fire. Multicolored light emanated from his body, and a nine-story pagoda made of nine-colored glass rose above his head. His terrifying aura was already equivalent to that of a Limit Douluo.

"You're the one who killed Boss Dai and Zhu Qing!" Ning Rongrong, standing behind Ma Hongjun, stepped forward, her long blue dress swaying. Her azure eyes glared fiercely at An Zhen, her delicate face displaying an expression as cold as frost.

"You mean those two useless pieces of trash?" An Zhen looked at the other person with a playful gaze, speaking in a provocative tone, "I killed them. They died cleanly and neatly, without a trace of pain. Are you satisfied?"

"Bastard!" Ning Rongrong bit her cherry lips tightly and turned her head sharply to look at Ma Hongjun. "Fatty!"

“I’ve already contacted Third Brother,” Ma Hongjun said.

Almost at the same moment, Tang San's somewhat urgent voice rang in his ears.

[The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh trials of the Asura God's Test are complete.]

[Rewards: Slaughter Domain, Soul Ring age increased by 10,000 years, Soul Power increased by two levels, and the right to use the Asura Demon Sword.]

In an instant, the miniature Asura Demon Sword mark between Ma Hongjun's eyebrows lit up, exuding a strong killing aura. A powerful force surged from an unknown void and directly entered Ma Hongjun's body. In less than a second, his level 96 soul power broke through two levels and rose to level 98.

"Oh?" Anzhen looked up at the sky.

He sensed being watched. So…

"go with!"

"Roar--"

A savage roar resounded, and the eyes of the hundreds-of-meters-tall fire dragon gleamed with ferocity, like a true dragon pouncing on its prey, its flames burning with extreme heat, revealing their most violent side. Wherever it passed, even space itself was distorted and shattered.

A kilometer is just a matter of a moment.

Even before the dragon's roar had sounded, the scorching flames had already approached Ning Rongrong, and the intense heat that distorted the air was already on her face.

"cut!"

A roar suddenly rang out.

Anzhen raised the Trident of Poseidon, blocking him and the God of Greed. Almost simultaneously, an incomparably sharp, blood-red sword aura, carrying boundless killing intent and feeling somewhat familiar to Anzhen and the God of Greed, had already approached them.

"clang--"

The crisp sound of the collision shattered the space.

The ferocious fire dragon, capable of severely injuring an ordinary Limit Douluo, was easily unleashed by this blood-red sword energy. The sharp killing intent made one feel as if they were facing a god of slaughter emerging from a mountain of corpses.

"The Asura Demon Sword!" The God of Greed's expression turned extremely solemn.

"Interesting." An Zhen took a step forward and stomped heavily on the ground. In an instant, his state changed. A destructive intent as thick as ink surged forth, surrounding An Zhen like a king. In just a moment, it suppressed the terrifying killing sword energy. Divine lightning, like lightning snakes, roamed in the void, breathing out destructive power, and was evenly matched with the sharp killing sword energy.

the other side.

As the blazing flames were slashed away and suppressed by the fierce killing intent, it was as if a scene from the Dragon God War was reenacted. The figures of Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong were revealed, and a scarlet killing intent surrounded Ma Hongjun, cold and sharp.

A long sword, entirely blood-red, appeared in Ma Hongjun's hand. Dark gold magic patterns covered its surface, giving it a metallic and icy texture. An extremely sharp killing aura lingered around it, making one feel as if they were surrounded by mountains and seas of corpses at a single glance.

“Another super artifact.” An Zhen nodded slightly in satisfaction, already considering it his own possession.

"Anzhen!" Ning Rongrong whispered, "Today, I will use your life to pay tribute to the spirits of Brother Dai and Zhuqing in heaven."

"I see." An Zhen smiled slightly. "But, if you kill me, what will happen to Oscar and Xiao Wu?"

In an instant, the air fell silent.

In the Douluo God Realm, the Asura God Tang San suddenly held his breath, clenched his fists, and his veins bulged.

At the edge of the Forbidden Land of Gods, the God Kings gathered once again, but this time Ji Dong was absent. Many other gods were also present, and the events that had occurred in the demiplane were reflected on a screen in everyone's view.

Half-plane.

"What did you say?!" Ning Rongrong's face suddenly became agitated, her chest heaving.

“You’re lying.” Ma Hongjun’s cold voice rang out. He looked at Ning Rongrong and said, “Rongrong, don’t be fooled by him. Xiao Wu and Xiao Ao have been gone for less than an hour, and they went to different places. How could he possibly find and defeat them in such a short time?”

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's excited expression gradually calmed down.

That's right, Anzhen is definitely lying.

“Sigh~” An Zhen sighed softly, “These days, how come there’s not even a little trust between people? Nobody believes you when you tell the truth.”

As she spoke, Anzhen snapped her fingers.

Two figures fell directly out of the void.

One was Xiao Wu, dressed in a long pink and white dress, but now covered in dirt and grime, with numerous injuries on her body and face. The other was a young man whose bleeding had stopped, but whose front was still completely devoid of intact skin, making him almost unrecognizable and looking extremely miserable.

Ning Rongrong suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Xiao Ao!"

Ning Rongrong recognized Oscar at a glance. Seeing her husband's miserable state, she couldn't imagine what had happened to him. Ning Rongrong felt her heart was breaking.

Douluo God Realm.

A killing intent many times stronger than the one previously displayed by Oscar and Ma Hongjun suddenly erupted, and a scarlet pillar of light shot into the sky. The slight fluctuation alone shattered the incredibly solid space of the God Realm, and the terrifying killing intent instantly trapped many gods within it. Even some first-level gods could only unleash their full divine power to struggle to hold on.

"An Zhen!" A voice as if driven mad resounded throughout the Douluo God Realm.

Tang San felt as if a muffled thunderclap had suddenly exploded in his mind, and the string of reason snapped. He felt like he was going crazy.

His wife, his beloved Xiao Wu, whom he cherished like a treasure, was lying there covered in injuries, her life hanging in the balance!

Suddenly, an indescribable panic, accompanied by overwhelming hatred, surged into my heart.

"Aaaaah! Anzhen, I'm going to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)