Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

With that, Leosley quickened his pace and headed towards the black mist.

"Teacher," Shui Bing'er whispered a reminder as she watched Leosley leave.

Shui Bing'er hurriedly reached out, trying to grab Leiosli's sleeve: "Teacher... wait! There might be danger over there!"

Xigewen chuckled and pulled Shui Bing'er back: "Bing'er, stay here and don't act rashly."

Shui Bing'er looked anxiously at Xigewen, her voice low: "But..."

"Don't worry, there's no one who can harm the Duke yet." Siegwen's words had barely faded when Leosley's figure vanished into the snowstorm, as if he had never existed. His steps were steady and firm, as if no force in this desolate northern wasteland could stop him.

Shui Bing'er stood there, gazing in the direction where Leiosli had disappeared, a complex mix of emotions welling up within her. She gripped the ice crystal tightly in her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, clearly indicating her deep unease. Siegwen gently patted her shoulder, a reassuring smile in her eyes.

Higewen: "Bing'er, don't worry. We all know how strong the Duke is; he won't easily put himself in danger. Let's find a safe place to wait."

Shui Bing'er nodded, barely suppressing her unease, and followed Siegwen in the opposite direction. Her steps were slightly heavy, and her gaze kept glancing in the direction where Leosley had disappeared, her heart still unsettled.

Hisewen noticed Shui Bing'er's unusual behavior, slowed her pace, and gently comforted her.

Shui Bing'er bit her lower lip, but finally nodded, looked away, and focused on the road in front of her.

As Leosley drew closer, the dark aura intensified, filling the air with a suffocating sense of oppression, as if an invisible hand were strangling the life force of this area.

Leosley raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the swirling snow and fixed straight ahead.

As Orochius's figure gradually came into view, his dark wings fluttered gently in the wind, and his black armor gleamed with a cold luster under the snow.

His face was stern, and his eyes gleamed with an almost cold light, as if nothing in the world mattered to him.

Leosley scrutinized Oroshus before him, and Oroshus also stopped in his tracks, his black wings slowly folding and covering his broad shoulders, a hint of inquiry and disdain flashing in his cold eyes.

“God?” Leosley’s voice sounded particularly cold in the wind and snow, as if he were simply stating a fact.

His gaze was calm and still, without the slightest ripple. Even when facing a powerful and oppressive figure like Orochius, his posture remained unchanged.

"Mortal, you have great courage." Orochius's attitude was naturally better when facing humans, especially pure humans, since he was a doer, even if his methods were too extreme.

Leosley raised an eyebrow slightly: "So?"

"Orosius, the demon god and enforcer under the throne of the Asura Enforcer God of the Divine Realm, human, answer my question." Orosius stepped forward slowly, his black wings fluttering gently, his voice deep and majestic.

He and Hypnos, the God of Slaughter, were known as the two great generals under the God of Asura. Although both were second-level gods, their innate attributes could be said to be able to overcome almost all gods. With the God of Asura as their backer, they could even speak on equal terms with some main gods.

Of course, unless the other party is uncooperative, such as in a situation where all the elemental gods gang up on them, they could fight for several rounds even among the first-level gods. "What's the problem?"

Leosley didn't understand why this person from the divine realm would come looking for him, since he didn't seem to be targeting the divine realm at all!
Could it be that the God of Asura has come to avenge Tang San?
That's so tasteless.

Orochius sneered, "You think I would descend here specifically for a mere mortal? No, I'm here to search for that mysterious power of the stars. And you—"

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife. "You carry its scent."

For his destiny seat?
That was all Leosley could think of.

When his fourth constellation lit up that day, he did feel a slight overflow of power, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. After all, this phenomenon often occurred when constellations awakened in Teyvat, so his was just a minor matter.

Orochius approached step by step, each step accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground, as if the entire far north was responding to his presence. His wings, as black as night, unfurled slightly, obscuring half the sky, casting a shadow over Leosley and bringing an invisible sense of oppression.

"Mortal, do you think you can hide this power?" Orochius's voice was deep and cold, carrying an undeniable authority.

Leosley remained standing in place, his expression calm, seemingly unaffected by Orochius's oppressive aura.

His gaze met Orochius's calmly, as if this demon god from the realm of gods were merely an ordinary passerby in the mortal world.

“If you’ve come for my destiny seat,” Leosley said calmly, his voice exceptionally clear in the wind and snow, “then I can only say that it doesn’t belong to you, nor to anyone else. It has its own will, and it has its own place. Even if you forcibly take it, you will not get what you want.”

Orochius frowned, his voice slightly angry: "What are you talking about? I am a demon god under the command of the Asura Law Enforcement God! Do I need to forcibly seize mere star power?"

The wind and snow howled between the two, and Orochius's black wings trembled slightly in the cold wind, bringing with them a chilling sensation.

His brows furrowed, and a hint of impatience and anger flashed in his eyes.

He was clearly unhappy with Leosley's words, especially the phrase "forcibly occupied," which offended his dignity.

Oroshus stared coldly at Leosley, his voice deep and authoritative: "Mortal, do you know who you are talking to? I am the Enforcer Demon God under the throne of the God of Asura. The power of the stars is nothing but insignificant to me. I have no need to seize it, nor do I need to occupy it. I am merely here on orders to investigate and ensure that this power does not threaten the balance of the divine realm."

Leosley remained calm and composed, his gaze indifferent.

"Demon God, do you think you're being too arrogant right now?"

The wind and snow intensified suddenly, and the snowflakes seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, swirling around Leosley and Orochius. The air froze, and even breathing became difficult.

Orochius's black wings unfurled slightly, and countless shadows seemed to stir in the darkness behind him, emanating a chilling aura. (End of Chapter)