Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary.

Chapter 652 The Evil God King's Scheme

"Now, please resurrect her!"

The Goddess of Life smiled gently as she looked at the Nine-Colored Goddess and the God of Food before her.

"Can I refuse?"

"I don't want to be Han Tao's enemy. But if we resurrect her, will we be able to defeat him?"

The Nine-Colored Goddess shook her head.

The God of Food stood behind the Nine-Colored Goddess. He remained silent, neither refuting nor agreeing, but his stance aligned with that of the Nine-Colored Goddess.

"--Oh!"

The goddess of kindness suddenly smiled.

"The Asura God-King is dead. He died in that Netherworld space. You are gods of the Asura faction. Don't you want to avenge him?"

"In no mood!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess continued to shake her head, "Even if one wants revenge, one needs the strength to back it up. We are merely second-level gods, how can we avenge the God of Asura? Great and kind goddess, you overestimate us."

The Goddess of Kindness fell silent. She continued to look at the two gods, her tone gradually becoming cold and low.

"You have no right to refuse!"

"The Asura God-King is dead. No God-King can protect you. Now, on behalf of the Divine Realm Council, I hereby order her to be resurrected!"

The God of Food trembled slightly, and the Nine-Colored Goddess lowered her eyes, her expression revealing conflict and fear, yet she was powerless to do anything.

The God of Food remained silent, acting like a coward, while the Nine-Colored Goddess looked at him with disgust.

"I promise you!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess summoned the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda, followed by the God of Food. The two divine artifacts were intertwining in the sky, converging to form the shadow of some kind of life.

Under the sky of the divine realm.

The woman in the black dress slowly revived. Her face was stunningly beautiful, but her expression was cold, like ice that had stood for millennia.

"here it is"

"I'm not dead?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked to the side, then at the Nine-Colored Goddess and the God of Food, and then swept her gaze across the area where the God Realm was located.

She had never been to the realm of gods before, and everything here was new and exciting. Then, in front of everyone, she summoned her martial spirit, a Netherworld White Tiger that exuded a black, ghostly aura and bore the marks of time and space.

"We brought you back to life, Zhu Zhuqing!"

The Goddess of Kindness spoke first, "Han Tao killed you, but we resurrected you, so you need to do something for us!"

"What is it?"

"Go and slow down Han Tao!"

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent. "Delaying Han Tao's advance"—this was such an unfamiliar phrase. "Could it be that all those gods in the Douluo God Realm are unable to defeat Han Tao? Unable to kill him?"

"Okay, sure!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Regardless of their motives, agree first, then seek the benefits; other considerations can be taken into account later.

"But I'm not strong enough. I can't last long against Han Tao, and I won't be able to complete your mission."

"That's not a problem!"

The goddess of life waved her hand casually.

On the Netherworld White Tiger's martial soul, the original soul ring with the "Netherworld characteristic" appeared. Ten million-year soul rings, added with divine power, successively guided the Netherworld White Tiger's strength to gradually sublimate.

9999, 19999, 29999

With the blessing of "Ten Transformations of the Netherworld", Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld White Tiger strength was also raised to 99999 in front of everyone.

"How is it? Is it okay now?"

The Goddess of Life smiled faintly, and Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly in response to her smile, replying with a barely audible "Mm".

"Zhu Zhuqing has been resurrected?"

Han Tao frowned slightly.

The Eye of Time's perception was absolutely vast; everything happening in the God Realm was within its sight, except that Han Tao couldn't hear their conversation.

The gods in the divine realm now communicate through mind and thought, no longer using ordinary sound wave vibrations, which effectively shields them from Han Tao's prying eyes.

"What's the point of all this?"

"Although the Netherworld White Tiger has reached the limit of the God-King realm, it is ultimately a solitary entity. How can the power of an individual shake the entire world?"

Han Tao smiled slightly, a hint of sarcasm in his expression.

High in the sky, at the very edge of the cosmos, a girl in a black dress slowly descended the steps.

"The Netherworld White Tiger cannot withstand your Blue Silver Domain, but Han Tao..."

"Your Blue Silver Realm isn't on Douluo Continent; it exists in the depths of space on several time scales. And how could I, who has mastered the inscription of time and space, possibly be killed by you again?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were smiling.

The Netherworld White Tiger flickered in the space below, its claws, imbued with the power of time, extended to the tips of its fingers, reaching Han Tao at a speed that could not be measured.

"Completely pointless!"

Han Tao's body flickered between reality and illusion, causing the claws containing time and space to vanish.

"You...want to stop me from returning to the Netherworld?"

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, and also at the projection of the God of Destruction's consciousness, Han Tao smiled for the first time in a long time.

Illusions once again intertwined under the sky. The consciousness projection of the God of Destruction, who had lived for ten thousand years, was difficult for Han Tao to obtain any subtle information from. However, Han Tao could obtain information from Zhu Zhuqing's mind.

Why?

"Why are you trying to stop me?"

Han Tao looked at the two of them with a questioning expression.

Zhu Zhuqing had no answers in her mind; she was merely a pawn being used by the divine realm.

"I've already told you!"

The God of Destruction calmly said, "The power of creation, what a wondrous and magnificent power this is! For this power, for this possibility, our divine realm is willing to make sacrifices."

"Even if the price is the life of the Asura God!"

Han Tao suddenly recalled

In the world of Tianzhu Bian, Zhou Weiqing eventually came into contact with the power of creation, which was hidden within the Netherworld.

"Now I know everything, and I won't waste any more time with you!"

——Dimensional Inscription

Suddenly, Han Tao's body flickered, but he stopped in place once again.

"Hahahahaha."

The God of Destruction laughed maniacally.

Through the memories of destruction, Han Tao discerned his current thoughts: "Plane Inscription was something our God-King told you. Why would we be so kind as to tell you this precious theory?"

"Every expensive theory comes with an unimaginable price to pay."

"Is that so?" Han Tao asked in a low voice.

"But you seem to have forgotten that this is Douluo Continent!"

"You want to trap me in Douluo Continent, but I can travel through time and space within Douluo Continent. I will go back to the past, I will perfect the inlaid layer of the world's inscription, and then I will erase all your plans!"

Destruction suddenly stopped.

Through the illusion, Han Tao heard his inner voice once again, filled with unparalleled pride.

"That's impossible!"

"The significance of our resurrection of Zhu Zhuqing is to fight against time with time, and to delay time with time."

"Han Tao, you can go back to the past and search for answers in the long years, but you will never know that the time you experienced in the past also requires you to pay an equal amount of time in the present. This is the rule, and this is the price!"

The patterns on the Netherworld White Tiger were flashing, and its body strength of 99999 was involuntarily disturbing the spacetime of Douluo Continent.

Zhu Zhuqing gently raised her head. "Han Tao, you're not the only one who controls time here!"

The God of Destruction looked at Han Tao with a wary and vigilant expression.

"Make your choice, Han Tao."

"Going back in time will take you countless years to perfect the patterns etched into the world, and we gods will not offer you any assistance; you will only be walking in darkness."

"Or, sacrifice the Lord of Beings in the distance, then reshape the sequence of beings on the Douluo Continent, and create a new Blue Silver Realm to reach beyond that world."

The latter would take seven months, while the former would take even longer. Regardless of Han Tao's choice, the evil god-king of the Netherworld would eventually obtain that achievement, that supreme "power of creation."

"Having obtained it, the shackles of the divine realm shattered!"

"With it, the God-King will no longer be our limit; we will be able to continue forward, and the divine realm will once again be great!"

The God of Destruction's thoughts were churning.

He didn't say any of this; he wouldn't tell Han Tao the truth. But all of this was captured by Han Tao's illusion.

(End of this chapter)