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

Chapter 40 Ancient Secrets, The Killed Successor?

"Peak level 99."

"The legendary Limit Douluo?"

The moment the black phantom descended, Xingdou and the Shrek group felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

The only hope now is that the Spirit Hall—no, Bibi Dong—can give the other side a run for their money, ideally a fight to the death. Otherwise, no matter who wins or loses, those of them who are just background characters will suffer a terrible fate!

"Welcome to the arrival of the Cult Leader!"

The vampire bat, the man-eating flower, and the demon bird—three powerful evil spirit masters—stood respectfully to the side, bowing to the phantom as if they were children seeing their parents.

"They are both divine testers and on the path to natural godhood." Dark Douluo did not pay attention to them, but instead stared at Bibi Dong, who was indifferent in the crowd, with burning eyes.

"Although you are not as outstanding as that person back then, you are still good enough to rank in the top ten among the popes of the Spirit Hall throughout history."

Someone like me can only be considered in the top ten?

Even in her utterly indifferent divine state, Bibi Dong couldn't help but frown.

"You've probably realized it by now, the conditions for opening that notebook aren't something an ordinary Soul Master can meet. Only by using a large amount of divine power can you pry it open and see the records left by that senior."

Dark Douluo spoke slowly and deliberately, with elegant manners and proper movements. If one ignored his terrifying strength, he did not look like a terrifying leader who commanded tens of thousands of evil soul masters, but rather more like a qualified nobleman.

Although his face was shrouded in deep darkness, the elegant and harmless demeanor he exuded made people unconsciously lower their guard.

"The notebook you're talking about, is it this one?"

With a thought, Bibi Dong noticed a yellowed animal-skin notebook appearing beside her.

The moment Tang San saw the notebook, his eyes widened in shock, and a wave of regret washed over him, trapping him like a bottomless pit!

"It's this notebook! It's this notebook!"

"Why didn't I take a better look around when we were in the Killing City?"

Heartache, regret, and an almost unbearable sense of injustice!

Tang San was trembling all over, his face contorted as he looked at Hu Liena, then mechanically turned his head to look at the notebook, wishing he could summon the Clear Sky Hammer and kill himself.

With Xiao Wu looking worried, he sat on the ground, covering his face, seemingly both crying and laughing.

"right"

"This is it!"

Upon seeing the animal skin notebook that he had longed for day and night and was devastated by its loss, Dark Douluo became excited, and even his voice became louder.

"If we join forces and obtain all of that senior's secrets, we will surely be able to rule the world!"

"We've even set our sights on the legendary abode of gods, aiming to create our own divine kingdom!"

"Immortal, eternally indestructible!"

"Your current Pope of the Spirit Hall, think this through carefully. None of us can open it alone; cooperation is the only way out!"

Compared to Bibi Dong, Dark Douluo saw more secrets, and they were more explosive. That's why he was so eager to read the later parts. However, the price of reading them was too high. Even after spending a hundred years of accumulated evil divine power, he could only barely touch a tiny bit of the possibility.

The Dark Douluo's gaze grew increasingly deep.

His goal of becoming a god was simple: besides achieving immortality, his long-cherished wish for the past two or three hundred years was to seek revenge against the god who had given him endless hope!

"Your Holiness, the scenery we've seen and the paths we've walked are remarkably similar."

Ignoring the group of people, each with their own hidden agendas, Dark Douluo's deep voice slowly drifted over.

"Three hundred years ago, I was also a prodigy favored by the gods, with innate soul power at level 20 and the martial soul Black Night Dragon King."

Innate soul power level 20?!

The Dragon King of the Night?

Even the so-called twin martial souls seemed inadequate in the face of such talent. Tang San, who had already awakened, was pale and his condition was still not very optimistic, but he had no time to worry about too much right now.

Tang San turned to Yu Xiaogang and asked curiously, "Teacher, have you ever heard of the Black Night Dragon King Martial Soul?"

"Absolutely not," Yu Xiaogang shook his head and smiled bitterly, his voice hoarse: "Innate soul power level 20, even after I've searched through all the ancient books, I haven't found such a freakish talent."

Throughout history, there seems to have never been any record of such an abnormal talent. Being born with a full level 10 soul power seems to be the limit of a soul master's talent in Yu Xiaogang's understanding, but it turns out that this is not the case.

Looking at Bibi Dong's unchanging expression, he already had some guesses in his mind.

"Perhaps level 20 innate soul power does exist, but for certain reasons it cannot be recorded in writing and is passed down as a secret from generation to generation. The purpose of doing so is worth pondering."

"And the most likely"

"The only thing I can think of is that it's related to legendary gods!"

Yu Xiaogang looked up at the sky, where the phantom of the Dark Douluo was still clearly visible. When talking about his past with the gods, his voice became somewhat hysterical.

"I don't understand why, with my talent, I can't pass the divine exam!"

"The gods gave me the choice of immortality, to become their high priest, and to find someone capable of inheriting their power."

The Dark Douluo's tone grew increasingly profound: "And yet, I found one—a simple-minded boy whose talent and wisdom were inferior to mine, who seemed utterly ordinary in every way, but he succeeded—"

"We've overcome the mental dilemma that has trapped us for twenty years!"

Everyone fell silent. Failure is not terrible, but seeing success in someone who is inferior to oneself in every aspect is an unparalleled blow!

"A capricious god will always favor those who sincerely serve him, causing them to feel regret, frustration, and fall into despair."

"My true purpose is to take revenge on those arrogant and willful individuals!"

The Dark Douluo's voice lowered, carrying a subtle yet alluring quality that began to bewitch people: "The first step in taking revenge on the gods is to kill the successor I have just chosen when the divine throne is about to be bestowed."

"As for the end, I will lead a new multitude of gods to find Him in that so-called divine realm, and then smash Him to pieces and devour Him."

"The current Pope of the Spirit Hall, would you be willing to join me in unraveling the secrets within the notes and retracing the path of the Spirit Hall's founder?"

Was that predecessor's path to ascend to the realm of gods?

"Your Holiness the Pope!!!"

"master?"

Not to mention the Shrek Academy members who were on tenterhooks, even the Spirit Hall group changed their gaze, looking at Bibi Dong with indifferent eyes and questioning expressions.

"I don't know what happened next, but if that senior's goal is the realm of gods, then as a junior, I will do my best to help achieve that goal."

Dark Douluo's lips curled slightly, but before he could speak, a huge black and red scythe was already pointed at him from afar.

"But the principles of our Spirit Hall have never changed, whether in the past, present, or future!"

"Evil Soul Master"

"Unacceptable to the world!!!"

(End of this chapter)