Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

These seven divine artifacts were placed in their respective elemental temples by the seven elemental gods, but Hu Bai only took one step forward.

These artifacts couldn't wait to fly out of the Elemental Temple on their own; they were vying for favor!
"What the hell? What's going on?"

The Vulcan, who was standing by watching, almost popped his eyes out.

Leading the charge was none other than his natal weapon—the Fire God Sword!

This divine sword, its entire body ablaze with intense flames, was usually so aloof that even its master rarely paid it any attention.

At this moment, however, he seemed to be on a high.

In order to seize the "center stage", it swung its sword horizontally, directly squeezing out the wind god's artifact, the Wind Wing Blade, which was flying happily next to it.

"Get out of my way! Don't block my path!"

The God of Fire seemed to hear the arrogant thoughts of his own divine weapon.

Immediately afterwards, the Vulcan Sword came to an abrupt stop in front of Hu Bai.

The sword hilt was desperately shoved into Hu Bai's hand, and the flames on the sword subsided, becoming extremely docile, as if afraid of burning its new master's hand.

"This……"

Hu Bai hadn't reacted yet.

A sudden chill ran down my spine.

A crown carved from deep blue divine crystal, exuding the aura of the vast ocean—the Crown of the Vast Ocean.

It had already floated up to his head quite consciously.

He even adjusted the angle to make sure it looked straight and stylish.

The water god watched from the side, his lips twitching.

Not finished yet.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, a massive shield, as thick as a mountain and radiating an earthy yellow glow, appeared—the Shield of the Earth.

Although it flies slowly, its large size and heavy weight make up for it!
It was like a heavy tank, smashing all the other artifacts that tried to get close, sending them tumbling about.

Then, with a loud thud, it stood in front of Hu Bai.

The earth god covered his face, unable to bear the sight.

The two cyan wind wing blades that were knocked away were not to be outdone.

They gracefully drew a beautiful arc in the air, bypassing the shield of the earth, and circled around Hu Bai.

"Zheng!!"

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out.

The Divine Sword of Light, representing the light itself, radiates a sacred and dazzling light, like a small sun.

As soon as it arrived, it clashed with the domineering Vulcan Sword.

The two swords jostled each other in front of Hu Bai, their blades colliding and sparks flying.

It gives off a vibe of "the first wife and the second wife vying for favor".

As for the Grim Reaper's scythe that represents darkness and death.

Although its appearance is the most ferocious, it is pitch black and exudes a chilling aura of death.

But at this moment, it floated obediently behind Hu Bai, concealing all its sharpness.

The most outrageous of all is the Space Divine Sword.

This sword is completely transparent, appearing and disappearing intermittently, making it the most mysterious of all.

It didn't bother competing with other artifacts and directly initiated a space jump.

"brush!"

The next second, it appeared in Hu Bai's empty right hand (his left hand was occupied by the Vulcan Sword).

Seven elemental artifacts.

Less than three seconds.

Everything is in place!

And they were the kind of people who practically wanted to pack themselves up and deliver themselves to your door!

There was dead silence.

The seven elemental gods stood in the wind, bewildered.

"Oh shit!"

Vulcan finally lost his temper and his fiery temper flared up instantly.

He pointed at the Vulcan sword that was rubbing against Hu Bai's palm like a sycophant, and cursed loudly:
"Vulcan Sword! Have you no shame?!"

"I've raised you for tens of thousands of years! I've fed you the best divine fire and given you the best care!"

"When have I ever seen you act like this, like a bootlicker?!"

"Can't we at least have a bit of that divine artifact's aura?!"

"Even if you just show a little restraint, or resist a little, that would be fine!"

However, faced with the roar of the former master.

The Vulcan Sword didn't even tremble; it simply ignored it.

He even found Vulcan too noisy, so he slightly adjusted the angle and pointed the sword at Vulcan.

Vulcan: “…”

"Holy crap! I'm still your master!"

"The succession to the divine throne isn't over yet! And you're already in such a hurry to switch allegiances?"

"Is it appropriate for you to turn to someone else now? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

At this moment.

The Vulcan Sword finally reacted.

It emitted a disdainful buzzing sound, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer: Didn't you set up the divine test yourself? Didn't you grovel like a sycophant and try to pass on the divine position to someone else?

Hu Bai is now my new master. He's handsome, strong, and blessed with the power of the Asura God.

You old geezer, you can get out of here now!
Vulcan: ...

"What the hell..."

Vulcan clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to have a heart attack.

The other elemental gods couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing this.

Although their own artifact was quite embarrassing, seeing Vulcan suffer a setback instantly made them feel better.

The water god covered his mouth and chuckled:

"Alright, Vulcan, stop embarrassing yourself."

“Divine artifacts possess a spirit and choose their master to serve.”

"What does this mean?"

"This shows that Hu Bai's talent and affability have surpassed our combined abilities back then."

“He can even sense the divine artifacts. Following him is more promising than following us.”

The gods nodded.

Indeed, among the first-level gods, the only ones who possess super artifacts, besides the Sea God's Trident which was built from the power of faith, are Rong Nianbing's family heirloom, the Ghost Carving Divine Blade.

Their divine artifacts, though top-tier, were still just a step away from being super artifacts.

But Hu Bai is different.

He possesses the status of the Asura God King and has gathered the seven elements.

These artifacts will likely follow him, and as long as Hu Bai advances to the God King realm, they will also rise to the heavens and evolve into super artifacts!
This is the meaning of "a good bird chooses a good tree to perch on".

Hu Bai looked at the pile of artifacts vying for attention and his lips twitched.

He tentatively grasped the Vulcan Sword and the Space Sword.

Instantly, a feeling of blood connection surged into my heart.

Like an arm and a finger!

"This is what they call a test?"

"Why does it feel like they're going to divide me up?"

Hu Bai was both amused and exasperated.

Is the first stage of this eighth test really... over?

The experience was terrible!

……

Destroy the temple.

The God of Destruction sat on his throne, watching everything that was happening in the Elemental Temple through his divine sense.

Even the dignified face hidden beneath the cloak twitched slightly.

"Good boy!"

"That's really...surprising."

"I have never seen the artifacts of the Seven Elemental Gods react in this way."

"Is this the blessing of fate?"

"Or... is it that Shura's God-King status played a role?"

Anyway.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the God of Destruction.

"The progress of the divine examination is faster than I expected."

"Once he becomes a complete god, having merged all powers..."

"The expansion plan for the divine realm can now be officially put on the agenda!"

The God of Destruction stood up and looked at the endless void beyond the realm of gods.

His ambition extends beyond simply guarding this small piece of land.

He wants to create a larger divine realm, one that can accommodate more gods and even defy the laws of the universe!
And Hu Bai is the most crucial key!
His power of destiny can greatly minimize the losses incurred by the divine realm during its expansion!
……

The Temple of Asura.

Compared to the ambitious God of Destruction, the God of Asura's side seemed rather "gloomy".

Crimson light flowed within the temple, illuminating the cold face of the Asura God.

"hehe."

"This talent shows that I did not give my divine position to the wrong person."

Asura God watched as Hu Bai easily subdued the seven divine artifacts without even the slightest rejection reaction, which made him feel even more reassured.

"Able to master so many extreme attributes at the same time and still maintain balance."

"This kid's body is simply made to bear the rules."

"I hope you can make good use of my Asura Blood Sword." The Asura God was in a great mood.

Since the successor is so helpful, he can't be too stingy.

"Now that you are my successor..."

"Then I'll give you a small gift too."

"You can't let those annoying flies distract you."

The Asura God lightly touched the ground with his finger.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

The world instantly shifted from the radiant realm of the gods to a dark, damp, and blood-soaked world of carnage.

The city of killing!
It is also the place where the Asura God's legacy is passed down.

on the screen.

A ragged, blood-soaked boy is tirelessly wielding the Haotian Hammer on the killing field.

Tang San.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with hostility and exhaustion.

A year has passed.

His 100-game winning streak... isn't over yet.

Because from the moment Tang Chen died, the moment Hu Bai received the new Asura God Trial.

The killing capital, thousands of miles away, sensed this and the rules subtly changed.

Those who have fallen seem to have become stronger and more insane.

Tang San, having lost his great-grandfather's protection, could only rely on himself to endure the hardship.

"Still struggling?"

The God of Asura looked at Tang San in the picture, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"What a pity. You're useless now."

"Hu Bai is busy with the Divine Inheritance Trial and doesn't have time to deal with you."

"Then let me, your former 'backer,' see you off on your final journey."

"after all……"

"I was the one who put your otherworldly soul in here in the first place."

"The game is over now."

"It's time for you to leave the stage too."

The God of Asura gently beckoned to Tang San in the image with his finger.

……

The City of Slaughter, the Hellish Slaughter Arena.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the stands, the Fallen Ones roared madly.

Center of the field.

Tang San was panting heavily, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was covered with cracks.

Opposite him were nine Fallen Ones at the Soul Douluo level, staring at him menacingly.

"Two more games to go..."

"If I win two more games, I can... I can get out of here..."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a will to survive.

He had no idea what was happening outside.

All he knew was that he had to survive and he had to take revenge!
"Disheveled cloak..."

The third one had just raised his hammer, preparing to launch an attack.

Sudden.

An invisible red light descended from the sky without warning, piercing through the barrier of the City of Slaughter and landing on him.

hum!
Tang San's body stiffened abruptly.

That moment.

He felt as if his soul had been hooked tightly by a red-hot iron hook.

Then... they forcibly pulled it out!
"Ahhhh!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream erupted from Tang San's mouth.

His eyes instantly became vacant, and his body stiffened like a stone.

This is... soul stripping!
"good chance!"

Although the Fallen Ones on the other side didn't know what had happened, in this life-or-death struggle, hesitation meant death.

A fallen man wielding a long sword flashed a fierce light in his eyes.

"Die, Asura King!"

brush!
A cold light flashed.

Nothing stands in the way.

There was no resistance.

The long sword easily sliced ​​across Tang San's neck.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered everywhere, like a blooming spider lily.

一颗头颅高高飞起。

That's Tang San's head.

His eyes were still open, holding the last trace of resentment and...confusion towards this world.

He never understood it until his death.

Why am I suddenly unable to move?
"boom."

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

A master of possession, the so-called chosen one of destiny, died at the hands of an unknown nobody.

……

God Realm, Shura Temple.

In the hand of the Asura God, there was a transparent, frantically struggling soul.

That was Tang San's soul.

At this moment, he was filled with terror as he looked at the stranger who had imprisoned his soul.

"Who are you!" Tang San's soul let out a silent scream of terror.

The Asura God chuckled and toyed with the soul in his hand.

"Tang San."

"do not blame me."

"I don't need you anymore."

"Since you are the enemy of my new successor, I can't let you die too easily."

"But if we keep you around, it would be a real hassle if you cause any trouble later."

With a gentle flick of his finger, the Asura God created a dark rift in the void ahead.

There is no starlight, no matter inside.

Only violent spatial turbulence, powerful enough to tear everything apart.

That was a deathly place that even the God-King was unwilling to easily set foot in.

"Go."

That is your destiny.

The Asura God threw Tang San's soul into it like it was trash.

"Do not!!!"

Tang San let out a desperate scream the moment his soul was sucked into the rift.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

As soon as they entered the turbulent flow, countless spatial storms, sharp as blades, swept over them instantly.

That kind of pain is not physical cutting, but a slow, agonizing torture that directly affects the depths of the soul!

Every second, the soul is torn into countless pieces.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

In this endless darkness and pain, Tang San's consciousness began to blur.

His ambition, his revenge, his dream of the Tang Clan...

All of them, amidst the excruciating pain of this spatial dissection, gradually turned into nothingness.

In the end, the soul completely disintegrated, transforming into the most basic particles in the universe.

The world.

There will never be another Tang San!

The Asura God waved his hand and closed the spatial rift.

He clapped his hands.

"It's done."

"Now, the chessboard is clean."

"Hu Bai boy."

"Next, it depends on your performance."

Inside the Elemental Temple.

Hu Bai looked at the Seven Elemental Gods with an embarrassed expression: "So, does this mean I've passed?"

Vulcan no longer wanted to speak.

Only the God of Darkness can come.

"Xiao Bai, your... talent has indeed exceeded our expectations. You have passed this test."

at this time.

Rong Nianbing spoke up: "Wait!"

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