Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

"God of Destruction, Goddess of Life."

Just then, Rong Nianbing transmitted his voice to the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life, saying, "I have something I would like to discuss with the two God-Kings."

Rong Nianbing couldn't wait to run away.

There was no way around it; having witnessed Tang San's madness, Rong Nianbing knew that the fierce war that was bound to happen in the future would be even more intense than this one, and perhaps the Douluo God Realm would truly be at risk of destruction.

So run, run as fast as you can!
If we don't leave now, and Tang San suddenly goes crazy again, we won't have a chance to escape.

"I would like to discuss with you my decision to entrust you with the succession of the God of Emotions." Rong Nianbing briefly recounted what had happened in the lower realm.

The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life were astonished that Rong Nianbing possessed a supreme artifact. They hadn't expected the God of Emotions to be so deeply hidden, and they readily agreed to the matter. If the other party wanted to run away, so be it; they wouldn't stop them. Besides, this would mean they would have another first-level deity wielding a supreme artifact in the future.

……

the other side.

Douluo plane.

Ah Yin and Tang Hao's former secluded demiplane.

"An Zhen!" Ning Rongrong seemed to scream as she shouted, her eyes instantly turning red. "What did you do to Xiao Ao!"

Veins bulged on Ma Hongjun's wrist. Seeing his good brother suffering like this, he felt extremely distressed. He raised the Asura Demon Sword and shouted, "Release Xiao Ao and Xiao Wu!"

why!
In such a short period of time.

The two of them clearly went to different places.

But An Zhen managed to catch him.

As for whether those two people are fake?
Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong were very familiar with their partner's aura.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" An Zhen looked at the two of them with a playful expression. "I didn't kill them. Even though they're unconscious like dead pigs now, they're perfectly fine, aren't they?"

With that, Anzhen put Oscar and Xiaowu's bodies back into the stomach of the virtual world.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to use hostages to force you two to surrender, but don't even think about escaping." An Zhen's gaze fell on the Asura Demon Sword mark between Ma Hongjun's eyebrows. If he were to escape into the Divine Trial Space using the Divine Trial Mark, it would be a bit troublesome. An Zhen didn't want an annoying fly buzzing around there every day.

"Then there's only one way: a battle!" Ma Hongjun raised the Asura Demon Sword in his hand, and crimson blood-red waves spread outwards. "Slaughter Domain, activate!"

moment.

A streak of blood-red light swept across the surroundings at incredible speed, enveloping everything within a radius of several kilometers. The ground and everything around seemed to transform into a sea of ​​blood, forming part of this mountain of corpses. The stench of blood and the chilling cold brought an immense sense of oppression, and a faint yet powerful force forcibly descended upon An Zhen and the God of Greed.

"An Zhen!" Ning Rongrong said softly, "Today, you will pay for what you have done with your life."

"Take him down first, then find a way to rescue Xiao Ao and Xiao Wu!" Ma Hongjun said.

In Ma Hongjun's understanding, the Killing Domain was the most domineering domain in the Douluo Continent. Not only did it possess the same ability as the Killing God Domain to enhance oneself and weaken the opponent, it was also a miniature version of the Demon-Suppressing Domain that once enveloped the entire Killing City. Within the Killing Domain, only those who also possessed the Killing Domain or the Killing God Domain could use Soul Skills.

"Young Master, it's the power of magic suppression," the God of Greed said with some concern. This ability wouldn't be of much use to him, since he wasn't from the Douluo Continent and didn't have any so-called soul skills. Like a soul beast, his abilities were simply powers engraved in his blood and soul, not soul skills.

But the young master is a Soul Master with Soul Skills.

"It doesn't matter." An Zhen's expression was calm. The invisible anti-magic power on An Zhen was like a headless fly that couldn't lock onto its target, and it quickly dissipated like spring snow.

Soul skills? He doesn't have any soul skills.

Those were his own powers.

Spirit rings are merely keys to unlock authority; those abilities are inherent to him, not bestowed by the spirit rings. An Zhen used to flash his spirit rings just to show off, but lately he's stopped even that. Who would have thought that Ma Hongjun's activation of a spirit-suppressing domain, a domain that forbids spirit skills, would result in two opponents who weren't natives of Douluo Continent and didn't possess any spirit skills?

"Rubbing, reflection."

"Killing Domain".

"Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong".

To everyone's astonishment, a blood-red killing power almost identical to Ma Hongjun's erupted from An Zhen's body. The sharp power was like thousands of white, blood-stained blades, contending with Ma Hongjun's killing domain.

At the same time, nine-colored light condensed, and a beautiful woman with long hair and a somewhat ethereal voice appeared beside An Zhen, holding a small pagoda made of nine-colored glass in her hands.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened instantly.

Isn't that... isn't that her?

Almost simultaneously, the first seven soul rings surrounding the illusory figure of the Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong lit up, activating the ring fusion. A clear, melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, rang out amidst the mountains and seas of corpses, "Nine treasures emerge with glazed glass!"

In an instant, the true form of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared above An Zhen's head, and nine-colored light shone down, falling on An Zhen's body. In just a moment, An Zhen's aura suddenly surged, and wisps of scarlet blood energy swirled around An Zhen's body. The terrifying aura was like that of an ancient god who had been resurrected. The surging blood-colored energy waves swept towards Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong. The soul power, which was more surging and vast than the ocean, was terrifying.

"How is this possible!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed.

It's important to know that even Xiao Ao's Mirror Sausage, which could be considered a divine skill, could only replicate one ability at a time, and it also required a medium like blood. But this An Zhen, without taking any medium from her, actually replicated her directly.

"kill!"

With her body slightly arched, An Zhen launched herself forward like a cannonball, a golden light bursting forth, as swift as a dragon in flight. Ma Hongjun's gaze turned solemn as he gripped the Asura Demon Sword with both hands and slashed forward.

"clang--"

There was a clear sound of metal collision.

The clash between the Trident of Poseidon and the Demon Blade of Asura unleashed a terrifying shockwave. The immense force pressed a large crater beneath Ma Hongjun's feet, causing his bones to creak. The tip of the Trident of Poseidon carried a divine pressure like a raging torrent, each thrust creating ripples of golden light, as if the ocean were roaring. The Demon Blade of Asura, imbued with a scarlet aura of terrifying slaughter, whipped up a bloody wind with each strike, leaving traces of blood in the air where its blade had slashed.

"Clang clang clang..."

Holy golden and crimson auras danced in the air like streaks of light as the two divine artifacts collided at incredible speed. The golden light and crimson flames exploded, transforming into a shower of fiery sparks that rained down. An Zhen flicked her wrist, causing the crescent blade of the trident to flip abruptly. The tip of the trident grazed the side of the demonic sword, and the halberd, descending with the force of thunder, slammed into her opponent's heart.

Thrust, slash, smash—even simple basic halberd techniques can be made to look amazing in An Zhen's hands, as if the weapon in her hands has come to life.

Faced with the fierce attack, Ma Hongjun advanced instead of retreating. The hilt of the Asura Demon Sword spun in a strange arc in his palm, and the power of the killing domain merged into the Asura Demon Sword. The blood-red flames surged instantly, transforming into a fierce killing intent that slashed towards An Zhen's body.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, golden-red streaks formed an impenetrable net of light around An Zhen and Ma Hongjun. Each collision shattered space, and the earth within a radius of several kilometers cracked open with numerous spiderweb-like ravines. Ning Rongrong and the God of Greed retreated far to either side, while everything around An Zhen and Ma Hongjun at the point of collision was reduced to dust, as if the entire world was trembling.

The cracks in the earth spread outwards from the center of the clash, and the turbid air stirred up by the impact churned in the bottomless ravines. The outlines of the distant mountains swayed slightly, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

The moment the halberd and sword clashed again, a piercing metallic hum tore through the sky. Golden waves and crimson flames exploded, tearing a large section of the sky above them into countless spiderweb-like cracks, completely shattering a part of this demi-plane. Different landscapes were revealed within the dense cracks: a dark, tranquil universe studded with twinkling stars, and a scene from the Douluo Plane, with its azure sea and the outlines of mountains and rivers.

An Zhen stood in the void, the golden trident in her hand humming and roaring. The power of the azure sea surged forth, and huge waves emerged from the void, swirling around the trident of the sea god, and finally transforming into a blue whale phantom, roaring as it rode the waves towards Ma Hongjun.

"Kill!" A low roar escaped Ma Hongjun's throat, his eyes turning bloodshot with murderous intent, revealing a cold madness. Unlike the Trident of the Sea God, which could move on its own and use its own power to avoid harming An Zhen, although Tang San had sealed much of the power of the Asura Demon Sword, Ma Hongjun was still bearing the remaining power with his own body. However, because of An Zhen's sudden arrival, Ma Hongjun didn't have time to complete the Asura God Trial. His hasty absorption of power made his body unable to adapt to the domineering killing force.

Beneath Ma Hongjun's clothes, already torn to shreds, blood vessels and meridians ruptured. The surrounding killing aura contracted, surging entirely into Ma Hongjun's body. That crimson hue contained not only the killing intent of the Asura Demon Sword, but also, and perhaps more importantly, Ma Hongjun's own blood.

The crimson aura formed from the killing intent on the Asura Demon Sword surged once more, enveloping Ma Hongjun, who seemed to have transformed into a crimson Asura. He dragged the demon sword across the ground, leaving a scarlet crack that seemed to unfold the entire world. A boundless killing intent erupted from the crack, and with a swing of Ma Hongjun's sword, a thousand-meter-high crimson sword aura rushed towards An Zhen along the crack, as if turning this entire demiplane into a crimson purgatory.

The giant whale phantom collided with the crimson sword energy, the terrifying energy causing space to collapse, ultimately transforming into a single point of light interwoven with blue and red. This powerful strike, combining the combined strength of the two individuals and a fraction of the power of their two divine artifacts, expanded violently after its initial contraction. The immense power of the ocean and the killing sword energy spread outwards, forming a powerful shockwave that continuously tore apart this already severely damaged demiplane. The fragile space shattered, revealing more scenes of the cosmos and the Douluo plane.

(End of this chapter)