Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary.

Chapter 648 Another Part of the Underworld

"It's alright, I already know."

Han Tao shook his head.

Xiao Chenyu and Xiao Yuan are related by blood. Xiao Yuan once used the shockwave technique to assist Han Tao's cultivation, and then he taught this technique to Xiao Chenyu.

"I don't care about these things."

"No Soul Master can keep a secret under Ghost Douluo's interrogation. Ghost, the Ghost Martial Soul, relies on various forms of Ghost Gate Pass for his evolution. He is most skilled in 18 kinds of torture, so I will not criticize you for anything."

Han Tao paused for a moment.

Suddenly I remembered that during the battle at Qiankun Asking Love Valley, Chrysanthemum Douluo was killed by Ye Lingling, but Ghost Douluo did not die.

"This is dangerous."

"The fact that Ghost Martial Soul can ascend to the Netherworld and that Ghostly Phantom is still alive poses a significant threat to my sect or others."

Thinking about this, Han Tao had some ideas.

—The Eyes of Time

His eyes swept across the entire realm once more, taking in all the myriad beings of the Douluo plane, and countless pieces of information were flying through his mind.

"Ghost, you can't escape!"

"Even if you're at the ends of the earth, you can't escape my pursuit!"

The Douluo Continent, the Seven Great Seas.

Besides the Douluo Continent and the Sun and Moon Continent, the Douluo plane is dominated by a vast ocean, and in terms of terrain, the ocean occupies an unprecedentedly large area.

Beneath the seven great seas lies a very special sea area where the water appears black.

"—The Abyss Sea"

The ocean was covered with dark clouds, preventing sunlight from penetrating and reaching the surface.

"arrive."

Han Tao arrived at this place.

Looking ahead at that familiar person, his face was covered by some kind of mask, and his figure was also intertwined with nothingness and reality.

"Ghost, it's been a long time!"

"Han Tao? Han Tao!!"

Like a mouse seeing a cat, the ghost suddenly jumped high into the air.

As if facing a formidable enemy, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Han Tao, what brings you here?"

Ghost knew that if Han Tao came to kill him, no matter what he did or how he ran, he would not escape death.

"I'll kill you!"

Han Tao gently shook his fingers.

He glanced at the ghosts, then at the abyss, and pointed his finger in all directions.

"But I'm not in a hurry."

"Why did you come here? What is here that makes you so eager to come?"

The ghost gave a bitter smile. "There's a spirit ring here!"

"I tried every means to absorb the energy of the spirit ring that belongs exclusively to the 'Ghost Spirit,' but unfortunately, I failed in the end."

The eyes of time flicker by.

Han Tao saw a familiar spirit ring beneath the dark sea surface.

After the "Ancient Netherworld" fell, it transformed into a "hundred-million-year" nested soul ring.

"Spirit Rings? This shouldn't be happening."

The Evil Eye Tyrant, head bowed in thought, wondered, "The Ancient Netherworld perished 50 years ago, such a long time has passed, how come this soul ring hasn't dissipated yet?"

Han Tao turned the page and found the page number for the breakdown of "Soul Ring Essence," which explained the fundamental content:

"Generally speaking, the higher the age of the spirit rings, the more perfect the overall structure becomes."

"The structure of a ten-thousand-year soul ring undergoes a transformation, and the structure of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring undergoes another transformation, allowing the soul ring to bear the soul; a million-year soul ring allows the soul to cultivate, as for the billion-year soul ring nested within time and space..."

"How could a spirit ring frozen in time possibly dissipate over time?"

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant pointed to the side, "That area of ​​the sea?"

"If its primordial power hadn't overflowed, how could this sea have turned so dark? Isn't this color influenced by the power of the netherworld?"

Han Tao retorted, "No!"

"Around the nested soul rings in space and time, space and time are distorted, causing light and shadow to be unable to pass through, naturally presenting endless darkness."

"Oh~"

The evil-eyed tyrant seemed to be deep in thought.

While the two were talking, Han Tao was also using the Distraction Control Technique to bring the Blue Silver Realm down onto the ghost.

Go all out, be ready at any time to use the annihilating power of the plane to turn the ghostly nothingness into dust.

"Han Tao, I've taken on two apprentices!"

The ghost roared, venting its final cries.

Han Tao was curious and wanted to hear his explanation, so he withdrew the power to suppress the boundary.

"Ghost, are you even thinking straight?"

"You've taken in two wicked disciples, what does that have to do with me?"

"Do you really expect them to avenge you? I'll kill them outright; I won't give them any chance for revenge!"

"No, no, no!" The ghost shook its head again. "You know these two people!"

"Do I know him?"

Han Tao asked, and soon received a ghostly reply.

"They are Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Tian. Ning Tian ate the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum and inherited the old chrysanthemum's path."

"As for Zhu Zhuqing, that was several years ago."

Ghost Douluo recounts the story in detail.

Han Tao had no patience to listen any longer and waved his hand dismissively, "I know all of this!"

"Zhu Zhuqing degenerated her martial soul into a spirit cat, thereby obtaining the growth base of Guzhu (0.4), and then became your disciple to re-evolve her martial soul into a Netherworld Spirit Cat."

Am I right?

Ghost Douluo composed himself and spoke after a long while, "Han Tao, you have successfully evolved your Ghost Martial Soul into the supreme Netherworld, but you seem to have forgotten another part of the Netherworld."

Han Tao: "Another part of the underworld?"

"Yes!"

The light in Ghost Douluo's eyes gradually dimmed. He no longer held hope for his future, but he longed for inheritance, to pass on his and Chrysanthemum's path, even if the one who received the inheritance was their enemy.

"The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum is a piece of the ghost puzzle, and it has always been a piece of the ghost puzzle. No matter how much the Netherworld evolves, it cannot deviate from the evolutionary path of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum."

"Han Tao, you have only inherited the path of the Netherworld. You have lost the Chrysanthemum of Heaven, and you cannot reach the ultimate supreme."

After speaking, the ghostly body withered and perished.

"Don't worry, I will remember your words!"

"I will verify the path you are pursuing, and whether I succeed or not, I will come back here to give you an answer."

Han Tao glanced at his corpse and sighed deeply.

稍许

His figure flickered once more.

The Martial Soul Empire, Central Square.

As a member of the ruling class, Platinum Bishop Salas managed numerous Martial Soul Branch Halls. When Han Tao arrived, he was still holding a copy of "The Outline of Imperial Development," planning many related matters.

"Salas!"

Han Tao went directly to him.

"What is it?"

Salas responded without even looking up.

Suddenly, he realized the voice sounded familiar, so he turned to look to the side.

"Han Tao?"

"I've heard so much about you. May I ask what brings the God of Blue Silver to the mortal realm to see me?"

Salas was exceptionally respectful, and had a guard brew a cup of expensive calming tea, which he placed in front of Han Tao.

Han Tao took it but didn't drink it.

As he stared at him, the illusion swept over him without warning, only to find that Salas had absolutely no idea about Salas's trivial matters.

"Bishop Platinum, your son killed a guard."

"Um"

"He also tried to kill Xiao Chenyu, but I executed him!"

"Um"

Salas responded intermittently, as if the deaths of his son and the guards were unimportant, which aroused Han Tao's great curiosity.

How could there be a father who doesn't care about his son's death?

If you don't want revenge, how can I eliminate you completely with a clear conscience?

"Han Tao, do you think I..."

Salas rolled his eyes. "Salas is dead, so avenging him is impossible. The entire Spirit Empire combined is no match for you now. How can I avenge him? And how dare I seek revenge against you?"

Han Tao: "Uh..."

The Platinum Bishop added once again: "Someone like him, with no real ability but incredibly arrogant, was bound to be killed by a stronger opponent, which was something I had long anticipated."

(End of this chapter)