Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Luo Sanpao, a Counterattack Against the Dragon God

Chapter 72 Tang Chen and Poseidon are nearing the end of their lives? The Jade Emperor bestows upon Chen Lan the Godhood of Slaughter.

"I guess you know each other."

Yu Jingcheng waved his sleeve.

The positions of the Asura God and the Sea God were directly impounded into the depths of the plane's consciousness and temporarily sealed away.

Having done all this, Yu Jingcheng withdrew his gaze, turned around, stepped on golden light, and took a step that took him a thousand meters away.

"Considering your merit in offering up your divine positions, I will spare your lives, and the legacy of Haotian Sect and Seagod Island can be preserved."

"From this day forward, Tang Chen and Poseidon will remain on this Seagod Island to live out the rest of their lives, and will not be allowed to step out of the island's boundaries."

The sound gradually faded into the distance, eventually disappearing into nothingness.

The sea breeze howled, stirring up clouds of dust and sand.

Tang Chen and Poseidon supported each other, gazing in the direction where the golden figure disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.

Although they survived, they lost the support of divine power. With their current soul power of level 89, they simply could not maintain their lifespan of several hundred years.

The erosion of time, which was originally suppressed by divine power, will retaliate a hundredfold or a thousandfold in the days to come.

It might be a year, or it might be a few months.

They will grow old and die here like ordinary people, turning into a handful of yellow earth.

But perhaps this is the best ending for this ill-fated couple.

The Bright Empire, Mingdu, deep within the imperial palace.

A golden light streaked across the sky, ignoring the layers of defensive soul-guided arrays within the palace, and landed directly in the "Sun Palace," a symbol of supreme imperial power.

As the light faded, Yu Jingcheng's majestic figure was revealed.

Yu Jingcheng didn't linger, casually waving away the servants who wanted to kneel down, his indifferent voice echoing in the empty hall:
"Summon Crown Prince Yu Chenlan to an audience."

A moment later, the heavy palace doors were slowly pushed open.

A young man dressed in a purple and gold python robe stepped in.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his face was seven parts similar to Yu Jingcheng's, but he lacked some of the indifference that regarded the common people as ants, and had more of the heroic spirit of being ambitious and enterprising.

This is Yu Jingcheng's eldest son, the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Yu Chenlan.

At only twenty-seven years old, he was already a Soul Douluo with a Soul Power level of eighty-seven!
Such talent is extremely rare, even in the entire history of Douluo Continent.

"Your subject, Yu Chenlan, pays respects to Your Majesty."

Yu Chenlan walked to the center of the main hall and respectfully performed the kneeling ceremony.

Even when facing his own father, he felt an overwhelming and terrifying pressure.

That was absolute suppression on a higher level, the instinctive awe that mortals felt when facing deities.

"Get up."

Yu Jingcheng sat upright on the pure gold throne, gazing intently at his most prized son.

In Yu Jingcheng's perception, two completely different yet extremely powerful forces were surging within Yu Chenlan's body.

A vast and sacred light, inviolable and holy, originates from the "Holy Dragon of Light" martial spirit.

The other aura was filled with extreme destruction and domineering power; it belonged to the "Purple Emperor Annihilating Heavenly Dragon".

"Level 87, solid foundation, it seems you haven't been slacking off during this time."

Yu Jingcheng nodded slightly, offering a rare word of praise.

"It is all thanks to Father Emperor's teachings that I dare not slacken in the slightest."

Yu Chenlan bowed his head and replied, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.

Yu Jingcheng gently tapped the armrest with his right hand, producing a rhythmic, crisp sound.

"Chen Lan, you possess twin martial souls."

"While the Holy Dragon of Light is powerful, possessing the power of purification and holiness, I observe that your daily cultivation and combat seem to lean more towards the domineering and destructive path of the Purple Emperor Annihilating Heavenly Dragon?" Yu Chenlan's heart stirred, and he answered truthfully:

"Father, you are wise."

Your subject believes that benevolence is needed to govern a country, but military force is needed to pacify the world.

The Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon possesses extreme destructive attributes, and its destructive power far surpasses that of the Holy Light Dragon.

In this dog-eat-dog world, only by mastering the ultimate power can I protect everything I want to protect.

Therefore, your subject has indeed focused on cultivating the Purple Radiance to Destroy the Heavenly Dragon.

Of course, the main reason is still the cultivation plan that Yu Jingcheng initially set for Yu Chenlan.

Yu Chenlan's Holy Dragon of Light is also a separated martial soul, possessing its own independent consciousness.

Therefore, it is the best choice to add a soul ring to the Holy Dragon of Light after Yu Chenlan has cultivated to the Title Douluo level.

"very good."

A glint of light flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes. "Since you have this awareness, then I will bestow upon you a great opportunity today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jingcheng raised his hand and waved.

Om-!
The temperature inside the entire Sun Palace plummeted instantly, and a chilling aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood erupted out of nowhere!
A crimson ball of light, as red as blood, and a dark red demonic sword radiating overwhelming killing intent appeared out of thin air in front of Yu Chenlan.

The demonic sword was covered with intricate and ancient demonic runes, each rune seemingly sealing the wails of countless wronged souls.

With just one glance, Yu Chenlan felt as if the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul within his body had been strongly stimulated, and it uncontrollably let out an excited dragon roar!

hold head high--!
A phantom of a giant purple-gold dragon loomed behind him, greedily eyeing the red light and the demonic sword.

"This...this is..."

Yu Chenlan's pupils shrank sharply, and his breathing became rapid.

"This is the Asura Demon Sword and the origin of the God of Slaughter's divine position."

Yu Jingcheng's voice was calm, yet it resounded like a thunderclap in Yu Chenlan's ears.

"The Asura God is the enforcer of the divine realm, and also the god who is in charge of killing and judgment."

Its divine power attribute is the ultimate killing intent and Asura aura.

"This Asura Demon Sword is one of the few super artifacts in the God Realm. Although the God of Slaughter's position is not as high as the Asura God's position, it is still a peak first-level god, and there is hope that it will advance to God King in the future."

Yu Jingcheng slowly stood up, walked down the steps one by one, and stood in front of Yu Chenlan with his hands behind his back.

"Your Holy Dragon of Light is sacred, but it is not compatible with it."

However, your main martial soul, the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon, is the top-tier destructive dragon among sub-dragon species, and its destructive attributes are remarkably similar to the killing intent of the Asura God.

Destruction at its extreme becomes slaughter;
Extreme slaughter is also destruction.

At this point, Yu Jingcheng looked directly into his son's eyes and said in a deep voice:
"I have erased the original marks on it; now, it is ownerless."

"Chen Lan, I wish to pass on the position of God of Slaughter to you."

If you can pass the test, you will become the God of Slaughter, and you might even be able to hold two divine positions alone, just like me.”

"Do you dare to accept?"

Yu Chenlan felt his mouth was dry and his heart was pounding.

God's throne!

Even though he is only a first-level god and cannot compare to the two god-kings of the emperor, he is still extremely powerful!

This is the ultimate dream that countless Soul Masters would never even dare to dream of in their entire lives, and now it is right in front of him.

Yu Chenlan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart. The shock in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination and fervor.

He suddenly knelt on one knee, raised his hands high, and his voice was powerful and resonant, echoing throughout the hall:
"Your subject, Yu Chenlan, thanks Your Majesty for your great kindness!"

(End of this chapter)