Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 226 Five Life Martial Souls?!
"Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Even so, Tianxia Wuzei's eyes darted around like a startled rabbit, his heart filled with guilt.

Although the two brothers' voices were not loud, they sounded like thunder to the group of titled Douluo.

The titled Douluo frowned, their soul power surging involuntarily.

The martial spirits of the three of them were bestowed upon them by the "No Thieves Under Heaven" organization.

This absurd claim was like a poisonous thorn, leaving everyone bewildered.

But I had a feeling that a huge secret was about to be revealed.

The sea god's consciousness, about to dissipate high in the sky, sneered, its tone revealing undisguised contempt.

"That was just dying ramblings! Granting him a martial spirit? Did he really think that little beast was a god?"

On the continent, there are two main ways to inherit martial spirits.

First, it's inherited through bloodline; second, it's a divinely bestowed martial spirit.

For example, Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was personally bestowed by the Angel God, with an innate soul power of level 20.

Even putting aside the past, the current "No Thieves Under Heaven" is only a Soul Saint.

He hasn't even reached the threshold of becoming a Title Douluo, so why should he grant martial souls to others?

Is he a god?

He's nothing!
Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes. Although he was disgusted with the Sea God's divine sense, he had to admit that what he said made sense.

Aside from being inherited from one's parents, the only other way to acquire a martial spirit is through a divinely bestowed one.

Besides this, he had never heard of a third way to obtain a martial soul.

"hehe."

The traitor coughed up a mouthful of blood, but a defiant smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"You don't know because you're like a frog in a well, with a limited perspective!"

He struggled to straighten half of his body, his withered fingers pointing straight to the sky.

"You dare to call yourself a god? In my opinion, you're not even as good as a dog on the street!"

"The second brother is right, you're nothing but an egg, jumping to conclusions like that! That only shows how narrow-minded you are!"

"Me too!"

Hearing the sea god's divine consciousness slander that there are no thieves in the world, the person who recognized the thief as his father and the person with the thief's eyes and rat-like features also had a moment of lucidity before death.

He even had the strength to give the middle finger to the sea god's consciousness high in the sky.

"presumptuous!"

The sea god was enraged, and the blue torrent around him suddenly surged.

"Buzz!"

Before he could even make a move, a golden light, condensed to the point of being tangible, flew past his face, and a few strands of hair formed from his divine sense fluttered down.

Qian Daoliu raised his sword with one hand, his powerful voice carrying an icy killing intent.

"You still want to mess with them? Do you really think I don't exist?!"

The sea god trembled with rage, but could only watch helplessly as the longsword pointed at him.

Now that his divine power has weakened, he is no match for Qian Daoliu at his peak, and all his anger can only turn into a frustrated groan.

"I'd like to see what these dying ants can come up with!"

Looking at his three brothers who were protecting him, Tianxia Wuzei felt a pang of pity.

"Did you all notice?!"

The traitor coughed up blood, his face filled with dejection.

"Boss, do you think we're still three-year-olds?"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp as knives.

"Our parents are just ordinary people without soul power, so why should we four brothers awaken soul power all at the same time?"

"Or perhaps, their martial souls mutated at the same time..."

The voice of "No Thieves Under Heaven" is growing fainter and fainter; it can't even fool itself anymore.

"Hahaha!" The man laughed so hard he pounded the ground, "Boss, who are you trying to fool? All four of us brothers have mutated our martial souls at the same time, and it's a positive mutation? The probability of that is even lower than a ten-year-old soul beast dropping a soul bone!"

“The third brother is right,” the shifty-eyed man chimed in. “Besides, we didn’t just make random guesses.”

Listening to their words, Tianxia Wuzei had already guessed where the problem had occurred.

At this moment, the traitorous minister took over the conversation.

"Actually, we only finalized it about six months ago. Boss, you've probably already guessed when."

"No Thieves Under Heaven" gave a bitter smile and hesitated before speaking.

"It was when they first combined to become the Demon King, wasn't it?"

"That's right!"

The three traitors responded in unison, their tacit understanding as if they had rehearsed it a thousand times.

Their voices echoed across the battlefield, carrying an unwavering resolve.

"As members of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, we can't even control the Demon Overlord in the slightest."

"Traitorous minister," the traitor said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a complex light.

Then, recognizing the thief as his father, he continued, "But you, Boss, use it as if it were your own arm, just like... it was originally your martial soul."

His voice trembled slightly, revealing the confusion that had been suppressed for many years.

With shifty eyes, he took a deep breath, and scenes from the depths of his memory flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

"We sensed something was amiss back then, combined with what happened the night before he awakened his martial soul at the age of six." He paused.

"In the end, we spent another six months summarizing before we were completely certain about this matter."

The traitor's eyes were resolute as he looked at the world without thieves and spoke slowly and deliberately.

The traitors seemed to have found peace of mind and spoke confidently and eloquently.

"So all our martial spirits were bestowed upon us by you!"

Upon hearing this, the person in charge of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" group didn't seem to think anything of it.

Because it's true.

These words struck the titled Douluos, who had been listening intently, like a thunderclap.

"How can it be!"

Everyone gasped in shock, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

Poseidon nearly dropped the scepter from her hand, her pupils contracted sharply, and her voice changed.

"Could it be... that the martial spirits of those three were truly bestowed upon them by the 'No Thief Under Heaven'?!"

The most shocked people present were none other than the Title Douluos of the Spirit Empire.

Because they know it clearly.

Even the brother with the lowest innate soul power among the four brothers, Thief Eyes, is at level eight.

The level of "traitorous ministers and traitors" and "recognizing a thief as one's father" is even higher, reaching level nine, while "a world without thieves" requires innate full soul power!

The holy sword in Qian Daoliu's hand trembled slightly, and even this knowledgeable peerless Douluo couldn't help but be moved.

"If that's really the case... then wouldn't the innate soul power of the 'No Thief Under Heaven' be..."

A terrifying conclusion began to emerge in everyone's minds.

Innate Soul Power Level 37!

This number shocked everyone.

It should be noted that even the six-winged angel martial soul bestowed by the gods has an innate soul power of only level twenty!
However, they did not know that Tianxia Wuzei could have started with innate soul power of level 40!

"Absurd! Absolutely ridiculous!"

The sea god's face was contorted as he roared hysterically.

As a god, he understood better than anyone what high innate soul power meant.

"This is absolutely fake!"

His voice was filled with barely concealed panic, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged once more.

If the world without thieves truly possessed such talent, becoming a god would only be a matter of time for him!
"Whether it's true or not, we absolutely cannot let him continue living!"

In the Divine Council, the Sea God's eyes were gloomy, and his fingers began to move restlessly again.

The five great god-kings remained indifferent.

They felt a strong sense of threat from the "No Thieves Under Heaven" group.

There was only one thought in my mind!
This child must not be kept!
In the lower realm, the sea god's consciousness, which was about to dissipate, suddenly solidified, and his body radiated a dazzling blue divine light.

He grinned maliciously and raised his hand, and the golden trident from a thousand miles away instantly pierced through the air and landed steadily in his palm.

"You little beast, go to hell!"

The despicable sneak attack came unexpectedly, and the golden trident transformed into a deadly blue light that shot straight down!

"With me here, you can forget about it!"

With a furious roar, Qian Daoliu spread his six wings, and the Holy Sword shone with an unprecedentedly brilliant golden light.

A sword aura that stretched across the sky met the divine halberd, but collapsed the moment it made contact.

Boom!

"what?!"

Qian Daoliu was shocked. His sword strike, which he had used with all his might, had failed to completely block the attack of the Golden Trident!
"Watch out, you little thief!" he warned, his eyes blazing with fury.

On the ground, all four brothers heard Qian Daoliu's words.

"Don't speak, I'll take you away!" Tianxia Wuzei's voice was urgent.

“Boss…” The traitor shook his head weakly, but a relieved smile appeared on his lips. “Our injuries… even Ye Lingling’s Nine Heart Begonia can’t save us, so don’t waste your time.”

"Bullshit! I won't allow you to die!"

The voice of "No Thieves Under Heaven" was hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

But faced with his rebuke, the three traitors simply exchanged a smile.

Three bloodstained hands instantly grabbed Tianxia Wuzei's arm.

"Boss, lead us together... to become the strongest!"

In an instant, dazzling golden light burst forth from the three of them!

Their bodies dissipated into countless points of light, eventually coalescing into three dazzling phantom images of martial spirits.

Golden Dart King, Sea Shark King, Magic King!

Before the world could react, the three martial spirits transformed into streams of light and entered his brow.

An unprecedented power surged within him.

The remaining three strands of soul power intertwined to form a hemispherical protective shield, blocking the golden trident that was about to fall from the sword light.

"what!"

Inside the protective shield, Tianxia Wuzei roared to the sky.

His soul power was surging at an alarming rate, and the space around him was distorting and trembling because of this power!
(End of this chapter)