Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

After carefully putting away the Conferred God Platform, Han Yu was about to turn and leave.

"Um, could you give me something to eat?" Wang Dong'er's somewhat aggrieved voice came from behind.

Since being imprisoned in the Divine Might Space, she hasn't eaten anything.

A constant feeling of hunger crept into my stomach.

"Here, take these fruits to tide you over. I'll get you some more from the hotel later."

Han Yu took out some fruit from her storage device and tossed it to Wang Dong'er.

This silly goose, Han Yu hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet.

Although her father was inhumane, it had nothing to do with her; she wasn't that Frankenstein's monster.

He might just be a bit slow on the uptake.

Let's keep him locked up for now and deal with it when he remembers.

After handing the fruit to Wang Dong'er, Han Yu slowly disappeared into the Divine Might Space.

"Hey, are you just going to leave me here like this?"

Wang Dong'er was anxious and tried to call out to Han Yu, but Han Yu completely ignored him.

in the hotel.

Han Yu's figure appeared quietly.

"Don't rush the Titan's spirit ring. Let's see if we can extract that energy later."

"After all, even I can't absorb a spirit ring of this level."

Han Yu sat cross-legged on the bed. The battle with Titan had been quite a spectacle, and now almost everyone in Mingdu had witnessed it.

The common people were naturally shocked, but some people were uneasy.

For example, Xu Tianran, the Holy Spirit Cult, etc.

During the time when the cold rain disappeared, the Star Luo Empire, led by Xu Jiujiu, approached Du Busi.

After discussions among the parties regarding the assassination attempt on Xu Tianran, they decided to carry out the assassination after the competition.

"Cold rain".

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice rang in his ears.

Han Yu's eyes snapped open, his gaze sharp as he scanned his surroundings. However, the room was empty; only his own breathing echoed in the quiet space.

"Who is it!" Han Yu shouted in a low voice, his heart immediately on high alert.

His current strength is unparalleled in the Douluo Continent. The fact that he could transmit his voice to his ears without him even noticing shows that his strength is unfathomable!

"Could it be...?"

A thought flashed through Han Yu's mind, but he wasn't sure.

"Don't be nervous, please introduce yourself."

The deep voice sounded again, as if to soothe Han Yu's emotions.

"I am the God of Destruction."

? ? ? ?

"You claim to be the God of Destruction, why don't you come out and meet me?"

Han Yu asked in a deep voice, her tone tinged with doubt and wariness.

The sudden sound filled him with questions.

God of Destruction?

How did he suddenly appear on Douluo Continent?

"Hehe, interesting, really interesting."

A deep laugh, tinged with a hint of admiration, echoed from the void.

"Judging from your expression, you don't seem to be curious about my identity. As expected, you are no ordinary person."

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat. The voice of the God of Destruction didn't seem malicious, but he remained vigilant and asked:

"Since you claim to be the God of Destruction, why don't you show your true face?"

"Your true face?" The God of Destruction's voice held a hint of amusement.

"My true self is not something that everyone can see."

"Then what brings you to me today?" Han Yu continued to ask, wondering about the God of Destruction's purpose.

"Don't rush, Cold Rain." The God of Destruction's voice suddenly softened.

"I've come here simply to have a talk with you."

"Let's chat?" Han Yu was even more puzzled.

"The gods are high above, what makes me, a mere Soul Master, worthy of your personal attention, God of Destruction?"

"Hehe, Hanyu, you're too modest."

The God of Destruction's voice carried a hint of appreciation, "Your talent, your strength, your future—all of these are worth my personal visit."

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat; the God of Destruction's words seemed to have a deeper meaning. He composed himself and asked, "I don't understand what you mean."

"You will understand, Cold Rain." The God of Destruction's voice was full of confidence. "One day, you will understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purplish-black light suddenly appeared in the void. The light gradually solidified and eventually transformed into a phantom human figure.

The figure was purplish-black, its entire body shrouded in a purplish-black cloak, obscuring its true appearance. A pair of blood-red eyes emitted an eerie red light through the cloak.

"This..." Han Yu was shocked. This figure was none other than the image of the God of Destruction!

"Don't be nervous, Hanyu," the God of Destruction's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of reassurance.

"What is before you is a projection of my divine consciousness, specifically created for the purpose of communicating with you."

"A projection of divine consciousness?" Han Yu understood. No wonder the figure looked somewhat illusory.

"Gods cannot descend to the mortal realm; this is a rule of the divine realm," the God of Destruction explained. "I have been watching you from the divine realm. Your talent is quite remarkable; in my opinion, you are fully qualified to become a god."

Han Yu narrowed her eyes slightly: "So?"

The God of Destruction said, "Therefore, I have come here to help you become a god as soon as possible."

Becoming a god?

What a joke.

I'm only a Soul Saint now, and I'm still a long way from level 100.

Even if the God of Destruction is a god-king, he wouldn't be willing to pay such a high price to instantly break through to level 100.

Moreover, Han Yu keenly sensed a hint of unspeakable worry hidden between the God of Destruction's brows, which made him even more certain that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

He composed himself and asked in a low voice, "How does one become a god?"

The God of Destruction remained calm and explained:

"Throughout history, there have been two ways for humans to become gods. The first is through divine inheritance. If a god takes a liking to you, he will put you to a divine test. As long as you pass the test, you can inherit the divine position and ascend to godhood."

He paused, then continued:

"Another method is to become a god through faith. You need to acquire a large amount of faith power to build a divine position, thereby gaining the recognition of the divine realm, and eventually ascending to godhood."

Han Yu nodded slightly; he naturally knew both methods.

There's no need to elaborate on the inheritance of divine positions. As long as someone is willing to pass on their divine position to you, and you successfully pass the test, you will naturally become a god.

However, this method of achieving godhood has a fatal flaw.

Since divine positions are inherited, your upper limit of strength is almost fixed, with virtually no room for improvement.

Moreover, because it is an inherited divine position, your control over the power of the divine position is far less than that of the original god.

"Creating a divine position..."

Han Yu murmured to himself, this was his goal all along, but the time was not yet ripe, which was why he had not yet implemented it.

Creating one's own divine position is equivalent to establishing a completely new divine position and becoming the first generation of gods.

This divine position is entirely shaped by your personal understanding and perception, and you can unleash its full power.

In Han Yu's view, creating one's own divine position is like registering a unique ID card in the divine realm. The level of the divine position you create represents your status and influence in the divine realm.

The concept of a divine position has both advantages and disadvantages. You can think of it as a top-tier piece of equipment. With the blessing of a divine position, defeating a god without one is a piece of cake.

The God of Destruction's deep gaze fell on Han Yu, observing the other's pensive expression.

His eyes, burning with divine fire, seemed to see through everything.

A moment later, the powerful voice of the God of Destruction echoed in the room:

"With your talent, it is entirely possible for you to inherit the divine position and ascend to godhood."

He paused slightly, as if giving Han Yu time to think, before continuing:

"I have one first-level god, two second-level godhoods, and several third-level godhoods here. Which one do you want?"

Upon hearing the words of the God of Destruction, Han Yu's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly. He slowly raised his head, his gaze meeting that of the God of Destruction.

He gently shook his head, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips:

"God of Destruction, as far as I know, the strength of first-level or second-level gods in the divine realm is quite ordinary."

His tone carried a hint of confidence and a hint of arrogance.

"I consider myself to have decent talent and strength, because I feel that these divine positions are not worthy of me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The God of Destruction suddenly burst into hearty laughter, as if he had heard something amusing.

His laughter echoed throughout the room, deafeningly loud.

After a moment, the laughter subsided, and the God of Destruction, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, said:

"Han Yu, you're very good. I didn't misjudge you."

He nodded slightly and continued:

"If you choose a first- or second-level divine position, I can have it passed on to you right now."

The God of Destruction stood tall, an invisible pressure emanating from him.

"To be honest, I, the God of Destruction, am one of the five great god-kings in the divine realm. In other words, I am the leader of the divine realm."

His tone carried a hint of pride and an air of unquestionable authority.

"I have many gods under my command. With just one command from me, you will immediately inherit the divine position."

Han Yu was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and said loudly, "I said, I don't like it."

His voice was firm and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.

The God of Destruction seemed to have anticipated Han Yu's words. He showed no surprise on his face, but instead revealed a mysterious smile.

"You look down on the position of a first-level god? What about my own godhood?"

The voice of the God of Destruction was calm and indifferent, yet it was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, stirring up ripples.

"What?" Han Yu suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

He wondered if he had misheard. The God of Destruction was actually going to pass his divine position to him?

If that's the case, then it's barely acceptable.

Han Yu wasn't really after the position of God of Destruction, but rather the rewards from the divine test.

As far as he knew, passing the Divine Trial could increase one's soul power and the age of one's soul rings.

Since he did not possess twin martial souls, his cultivation speed naturally could not match that of the others.

Now that he has reached the Soul Saint level, Han Yu estimates that his cultivation speed is already quite fast.

However, it is really difficult to cultivate to level 99 of soul power without several decades.

If one were to pass the Divine Trial, even if it meant only increasing one's soul power by ten levels, that would be a huge gain.

And in the end, we can always give up.

"The position of God-King is acceptable."

A playful smile played on Han Yu's lips as she stared intently at the God of Destruction, thinking to herself:

"I'd like to see what you're up to."

He knew that, given the God of Destruction's desire for control over the divine realm, how could he possibly easily pass on his divine position to someone else?

This guy is obsessed with expanding the realm of gods.

Once the divine position is passed down, his own strength will decline, which is extremely detrimental to his control over the divine realm.

Therefore, Han Yu concluded that the God of Destruction's words were nothing but a bluff, and that the inheritance of the divine position was just a facade.

It's impossible!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the God of Destruction suddenly waved his hand, and a powerful surge of divine power instantly swept across the entire room.

Han Yu felt an invisible pressure coming at him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He subconsciously squinted, and saw a scepter, entirely black and emitting a faint purple light, appear out of thin air in the God of Destruction's hand.

The scepter was about seven feet long, with mysterious magic patterns carved on its shaft and a large purple gemstone set at its head, radiating a heart-pounding energy.

Before Han Yu could react, the scepter in the God of Destruction suddenly burst forth with a blinding purplish-black light. This light quickly condensed into a beam of light, which shot toward Han Yu's forehead with lightning speed.

Before Han Yu could even dodge, he felt a scorching force forcefully rush into his sea of ​​consciousness, leaving a clear purplish-black scepter mark on his forehead.

The mark exuded a chilling aura, as if branded deeply into the depths of his soul.

At the same time, a massive influx of information flooded his mind, giving him a splitting headache.

Han Yu stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her heart filled with turmoil.

This... this is actually the artifact of the God of Destruction—the Scepter of Destruction!

He actually passed on the divine position to me?

How is that possible!

The God of Destruction, seeing Han Yu's shocked expression, spoke in a low voice tinged with helplessness:

"Aren't you surprised that I'm passing on my divine position to you?"

Han Yu nodded slightly. He was indeed stunned by the God of Destruction's actions and had not expected the God of Destruction to do such a thing.

In his mind, the God of Destruction was someone who would sacrifice everything for the sake of the divine realm.

He had no children and valued the divine realm more than his own life, devoting himself to its development and fighting for it throughout his life.

If the God of Destruction were placed in modern society, he would definitely be a workaholic.

"Alas!" The God of Destruction sighed deeply, his tone filled with weariness and helplessness.

"Actually, I don't want to pass on the divine position to you either, but the situation in the divine realm is very complicated right now, and I can't explain it to you in a short time."

He paused, then continued, "I'm subjecting you to the Nine Trials of Destruction to enhance your strength and allow you to grow rapidly."

At this point, the God of Destruction's tone became serious, "It's said to be nine trials, but there are actually only eight; there's no final trial."

The God of Destruction paused deliberately at this point, his profound gaze seemingly piercing through the void, landing on the distant future. (End of Chapter)