Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

Under the influence of Huo Yuhao's soul power, the soul bone transformed into a ball of crimson-gold liquid, evenly enveloping Huo Yuhao's right palm.

The liquid seeped through the pores, passed through the meridians, and gathered on the right metacarpal bone.

At first, it was quite gentle; my right palm felt warm and comfortable, like being soaked in lukewarm water, and my pores seemed to open up a bit under this comfort.

Du Busi and Xue Lin didn't dare to speak, fearing they would interfere with Huo Yuhao's absorption of the soul bone.

They were not fooled by Huo Yuhao's comfortable expression; they knew that this was just the beginning of a comfortable period, and the real test was yet to come.

The poison didn't kill him; in fact, it transformed his palm into a blade, ready to help Huo Yuhao sever his arm to survive.

Sure enough, the temperature kept rising, turning from warm water to boiling water, and then gradually into molten iron being poured in, with temperatures of several thousand degrees evaporating almost all the flesh and blood.

At the same time, a streak of blood mixed with the rich golden aura traveled along the meridians straight to Huo Yuhao's brain.

The golden halo was equally unyielding, and it pursued after them with frenzied rage.

These are the remnants of the golden dragon's will and the Asura God's killing intent within the soul bone. They both want to seize Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea first, thereby completely destroying him.

Excruciating pain swept over his entire body like a tidal wave. Huo Yuhao felt as if his right palm had gained sentience, wanting to tear itself off his body and live independently.

My mind suddenly became blurred, and I was forcibly pulled into the sea of ​​consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again.

Blood, the sky was filled with blood!

The roars of dragons and the howls of beasts filled the sky, and huge, dark figures occupied half of the sky, with several halos behind each of the giant beasts.

This is a divine ring, which means that all of these are soul beasts that have become gods!

The sheer scale of this event, compared to the current situation in Douluo Continent where soul beasts cannot become gods, seems utterly absurd.

Leading the group was a golden dragon, very similar to the soul bone that Huo Yuhao had absorbed, only its face was more ferocious and its bone spurs were longer and sharper.

Its enormous wings flapped behind it, disrupting the surrounding spacetime and creating ripples. Its aura was violent and savage, carrying an explosive sense of power.

Unfortunately, the numerous wounds on his body ruined this devastating beauty; blood flowed all over him, sliding down his smooth dragon scales and dripping down.

However, these soul beasts all had a lot of injuries, and their fierce faces were full of despair and a desperate determination to fight to the death.

On the other side of this group of soul beasts was a group of humans, who also had dazzling divine halos behind them.

However, compared to the soul beasts, the humans were orderly, each one dressed in neat armor, exuding both majesty and murderous intent.

The leader was a cold-looking man wearing a dark red armor with demonic patterns that entwined his entire body like blood-red vines.

Dark red killing light swirled around the armor, its murderous aura solid as ice. Its face was unrecognizable, except for one blood-red vertical pupil that left a deep impression.

It was the first Asura God!

Near him, light and darkness intertwined, yet neither dared to cross the line from the Asura God.

"I've already slain two of them into dragon kings. The third one was rescued by the Ice and Fire Dragon King, but the beastmen's defeat is inevitable. Do they still want to put up a last-ditch resistance?"

The Asura God spoke coldly, his dark red blood sword dripping with strands of golden blood, clearly the blood left from slashing the Golden Dragon King.

Hovering in the air, the Golden Dragon King raised his head and roared, and the beasts behind him also roared in unison to support their leader.

"So what if you kill me? Your own injuries are almost unbearable! My beast race only has those who die in battle, never those who surrender!"

The Golden Dragon King's voice was deep, carrying a sense of weakness from his injuries, yet also revealing a madness that would sacrifice everything.

When his words reached everyone's ears, they all secretly glanced at the Asura God King.

The Asura God's expression was indifferent, his entire body completely covered by dark red armor, making it impossible to tell how much damage the Dragon God had inflicted on him.

However, a powerful being like the Golden Dragon King would disdain lying, so Lord Asura God was just putting on a brave face?

"Stubborn to the end!"

Clearly, the Asura God was ruthless and didn't talk much, not even bothering to utter a single unnecessary word, and his blood-red divine sword fell heavily down.

A powerful and dazzling crimson light erupted, and a blood-red chasm between heaven and earth advanced toward the Golden Dragon King.

"kill!"

The gods roared loudly, their various divine lights shining brightly, and they all charged forward to fight.

"Since the realm of gods cannot tolerate us, why should we kneel? Let us rebel against the realm of gods! Fellow beastmen, follow me and slaughter!"

"roar!"

With a savage and unrestrained roar, the beasts charged forward, using their sharp claws and unpredictable divine skills to greatly hinder the enemy.

The Golden Dragon King was also entangled with the Asura God. The light and shadow moved so fast that they were almost invisible. All that could be seen were two golden and blood-red orbs of light constantly overlapping, separating, and colliding even more violently.

Unfortunately, the Asura God King was, after all, the first generation of Asura Gods, and the Asura God position he created had the characteristic of slaying gods and making judgments.

Even a fully-fledged dragon god would be terrified of the judgment and destruction brought by the power of the Asura God.

Not to mention the Golden Dragon King, who only possessed half of his former strength.

However, although the Asura God almost completely suppressed the Golden Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King's earlier statement that the Asura God was only putting on a brave front was not untrue. The price to pay for killing a dragon god who was also a god-king would be considerable.

This also meant that the severely injured Asura God could only suppress the Golden Dragon King but could not completely kill him.

As time went on, the battlefield expanded little by little, causing greater and greater damage to the divine realm.

Seeing that if things continued this way, the God Realm would be reduced to ruins, the Asura God's eyes instantly turned fierce. He distanced himself from the Golden Dragon King, and his blood-red longsword actually turned around and pierced his own heart.

Logically speaking, the Golden Dragon King should be very happy that he has gained a chance to catch his breath and that his opponent has harmed himself in this way.

However, the Golden Dragon King's expression was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

It was only because it knew that this was one of the Asura God's ultimate techniques. The Asura God proved his Dao through slaughter, and the endless killing intent contained within it constantly eroded the Asura God's heart. The Asura God had no choice but to seal it in the dark red blood sword in his hand.

At this moment, the blood sword pierced his heart, and the endless killing intent was also absorbed into the body of the Asura God. At this moment, the Asura God was the most terrifying and extreme Asura God.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Asura God's eyes were completely covered by killing intent, the blood-red longsword on his chest disappeared, and then reappeared in the air, one becoming a hundred, a hundred becoming ten thousand, and ten thousand becoming countless divine swords.

"kill!"

At a command, the blood sword fell with a tangible killing intent of judgment. The beast gods were terrified, fearful, or unwilling, but all to no avail.

The stronger you are, the more blood swords you will encounter.

The blood sword unfolded them from head to tail, its murderous intent strangling their life force.

The Golden Dragon King was no exception; it had the most blood swords on its body, with nearly half of them being used on its battered and bruised body.

Huo Yuhao's gaze was drawn away and fell on a miniature golden dragon not far from the Golden Dragon King's battlefield.

It also had many blood swords on its body. Under the absolute difference in strength, the mini golden dragon could only let out a wail, and blood splattered everywhere.

Before it died, it angrily spat out a mouthful of golden blood, which contained a strange bone—the right claw bone of the golden dragon that Huo Yuhao had absorbed.