Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 3 Glorious Deeds, an Extremely Terrifying Demon!

When I was six years old, my mother helped me awaken my martial soul, which was an eye imbued with divinity, and I was born with a soul power level of twenty.

[This eye is on my forehead, so am I cosplaying Erlang Shen?]

[I have another question: Is this considered my original martial soul?]

"A martial soul that is born with the Eye of God... Does such a thing really exist?"

"What kind of god is Erlang Shen? How does he compare to the God of Angels? Who is stronger or weaker?"

Looking at the casual notes in her notebook, Hu Liena frowned deeply, her watery eyes filled with unconcealed doubt.

The Spirit Hall's collection of books is vast, but even though she had studied spirit knowledge diligently since childhood, she had never heard of the miraculous divine spirit, the "Eye of God."

"Eyes? That sounds like a spirit-type martial soul."

Hu Liena became somewhat interested.

In a sense, his innate enchanting fox spirit also belongs to the spiritual type. If this senior from 100,000 years ago were to reveal some cultivation secrets, he, being of the same spiritual lineage, would undoubtedly benefit greatly.

Unfortunately, what follows is only a biographical account of this old relic.

I have never doubted my talent. From the expressions on my father's and mother's faces, I already knew that my talent was undoubtedly unparalleled in this era.

It's not just top-notch, it's downright abnormal!

Hu Liena stuck out her tongue and muttered a complaint to herself.

I can absorb two spirit rings without cultivating. To do justice to my talent, my father went to great lengths to find me a hundred-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear in the primeval forest.

"Dark Gold Devil Claw Bear???"

Inside the shabby room, a scream startled the surrounding Fallen Ones, who involuntarily turned to look. But after glancing at the corpses around them, their throats ripped open by claws, they could only mutter a few curses before fleeing in terror.

That's where the ruthless messenger of hell lives!

With a cultivation period of a hundred years, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear can even take on ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts in one go, making it an emperor-like existence in the Soul Beast Forest.

Perhaps this race is too terrifying, which is why few Soul Masters have actually encountered them in the past hundred years. Many people even believe that they have disappeared from the Soul Beast Forest and have become a legendary existence.

Yes, rare in every sense of the word.

"His first spirit ring dared to absorb a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, and a hundred years old at that. Most people wouldn't even know how they died."

Hu Liena gently patted her full breasts, gasped, and continued scanning the text below.

A month later, the father and mother brought back a spirit beast with brown fur. It looked like a monkey, and even though it was beaten to the point of near death, the raging fighting spirit in its eyes still burned like a raging fire.

[My father said this is the cub of the Golden Behemoth, wielding the power of the earth, complementing the pure gold elemental power of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.]

Golden Behemoth!!!

"Are there really that many soul beasts from 100,000 years ago? These are soul beasts that only exist in legends and are truly extinct, more than ten times rarer than the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. How did you manage to catch them?!"

"asshole!"

Hu Liena rubbed her head in pain, almost crying out again.

[My first and second spirit rings are both limit-level hundred-year spirit rings, which not only gave me power far exceeding the limits of ordinary spirit masters, but also allowed me to grow in all aspects. Now it seems I can try to challenge opponents of higher levels?]

I told my father about my idea, and after thinking about it for a long time, he agreed. He then found a powerful evil spirit master with the cultivation of a Great Soul Master in the prison to fight me.

My father and mother both came that day, personally supporting me.

[Evil Soul Masters are strangely powerful, even more difficult to deal with than traditional Soul Masters of the same level. I think I understand my father and mother's good intentions. Is this to prevent me from becoming arrogant and complacent? That's right, I can't be complacent because of my powerful talent.]

Seeing the evil spirit master charging towards me, I decisively made my move.

"Did evil spirit masters exist 100,000 years ago? These disgusting bugs have actually been passed down from that era."

The fluffy fox ears twitched, and Hu Liena rubbed her stiff cheeks, her eyes becoming serious.

"He has only two rings, but no combat experience whatsoever, and he doesn't even have a clear understanding of his own power."

"Even with exceptional talent, can one truly contend against an evil spirit master ten levels higher than oneself? Impossible."

"Well, even if this senior's talent is truly exceptional, he will most likely face a fierce battle before being defeated. You must know that the methods of evil soul masters are truly bizarre and unpredictable."

"It must have been tough on these parents. To have their child experience setbacks at such a high price, um..."

As her gaze continued downwards, Hu Liena's expression suddenly froze.

A line of faint text slowly appeared, as if mocking her series of previous guesses.

The evil spirit master is dead.

"Dead, just like that?"

"What about the process in between?"

"What exactly did you do?!"

She looked at it over and over again, but only this sentence kept popping into her head. Hu Liena scratched her head in frustration, muttering unintelligible curses.

[Continue with your cultivation.]

At the age of seven, I successfully broke through to become a Great Soul Master; at eight, I became a Soul Venerable; and at nine, a Soul Grandmaster. To prevent my foundation from becoming unstable, that year, I followed my father's advice and frantically suppressed the endless stream of soul power flowing into my body, training my physical body day and night.

At ten years old, I officially became the Soul King.

Ten years old, a Soul King?!

"Oh My God"

Hu Liena covered her forehead, her voice almost a groan.

Even though she had been stunned into numbness, she still felt a sense of powerlessness at this moment.

She once hated and envied Tang San, who possessed the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass, because Tang San, with methods she couldn't understand at all, turned the tide under everyone's gaze, forcefully reversed the disadvantage, and won in a desperate situation, shattering her hopes and disappointing her teacher.

She had also envied Tang Yin, that man who was as beautiful as a woman, gentle and refined, with an extraordinary temperament. What was even more precious was that he was not only exceptionally talented but also had an excellent character. Just thinking about his beautiful face would make one blush and feel one's heart flutter.

Envy or jealousy only arise when people are not too far apart. If this senior were really born in this era, it would probably be a luxury to just look at his back.

Hu Liena let out a soft breath, her fingers gently stroking the worn animal hide notebook, her alluring eyes brimming with unprecedented anticipation.

"Let me know what other horrifying things have happened to you."

Without realizing it, his tone had become somewhat respectful.

Pink soul power continued to flow along her fingertips, but Hu Liena's brows slowly furrowed. The space below the previous sentence remained blank. The flowing soul power not only failed to make the notes continue to display content, but even began to blur the previously recorded text.

After a long while, she stared at the blank notebook and let out a soft sigh.

"Is my feeble strength no longer enough to satisfy you?"

(End of this chapter)