Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" Yu Xiaogang, standing at the very back, watched as the two great empires were utterly defeated. His face turned deathly pale, and he collapsed to the ground, shaking his head repeatedly, unable to believe what he was seeing.

It is worth mentioning that Liu Erlong, who joined the army with Yu Xiaogang, and the Shrek group all perished in the battle.

They had been fighting as a group, but they were caught in the poisonous fog of the Porcupine Douluo.

Although their strength is quite good, the Porcupine Douluo is now a level 96 Title Douluo.

Moreover, he had absorbed the Blood Swan's Kiss, so the potency of its toxin is unimaginable.

With Liu Erlong and his companions' strength, they couldn't withstand the poison for long. They died from the poison along with the soldiers.

Just then, a dark figure quietly appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang, gradually revealing its form.

The newcomer was none other than Ghost Douluo, a ghostly figure.

Ghostly chuckled mockingly: "Oh, isn't this an old acquaintance?"

At this moment, under Bibi Dong's orders, the Spirit Empire was cleaning up the battlefield, and Ghostly also unexpectedly discovered Yu Xiaogang, who had survived.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang snapped out of his daze, looked up at the ghost, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Back when he was in Wuhun City, Yu Xiaogang was secretly captured by Ghost Douluo and thrown into the dungeon. Throughout the entire process, Yu Xiaogang never saw Ghost Douluo and naturally did not recognize him.

"Hehehe, Yu Xiaogang, back in Wuhun City, it was I who captured you and took you to the dungeon," Ghostly sneered.

"What?!" Yu Xiaogang was shocked. The painful experience he had in the dungeon back then flashed through his mind, and he trembled all over.

"Hehehe, Yu Xiaogang, since you're here, it means you're also opposing the Spirit Empire. So... I've decided to take you back to relive those wonderful experiences from back then."

"No! I don't want to! Kill me now!" Yu Xiaogang was terrified. Even if it meant death, he didn't want to suffer that kind of torture again.

"You piece of trash, killing you would only dirty my hands. You might as well go to the dungeon and fend for yourself."

"I! I won't go! Just kill me already!"

In despair, Yu Xiaogang suddenly lunged at a corpse not far away, where a long sword had just fallen. Yu Xiaogang was trying to commit suicide to escape his predicament.

"Want to die? Not so easy."

A ghostly figure flashed and blocked Yu Xiaogang's path, knocking him unconscious.

Before losing consciousness, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with despair.

He knew that the days to come would be worse than death for him.

……

a few days later.

News of the two great empires' defeat spread rapidly across the continent.

For a time, the people of both empires were filled with fear and unease.

After all, the Heaven Dou Empire had previously publicized the atrocities of the Spirit Empire, and they were worried that the Spirit Empire would exploit them even more.

Fortunately, Empress Bibi Dong had made arrangements in advance, and the people of the Spirit Empire quickly took over everything between the two empires, rapidly stabilizing the situation.

Seeing that the Spirit Empire did not make things difficult for them, but instead treated them even better than the previous empires, the people of the two empires gradually accepted the rule of the Spirit Empire.

Meanwhile, in Wuhun City.

With Bibi Dong's consent, the ghost dragged Yu Xiaogang to the dungeon like a dead dog.

Yu Xiaogang struggled incessantly, his eyes bloodshot as he roared, "No! I don't want to stay here! Kill me!"

However, the ghost ignored Yu Xiaogang.

Soon, he threw Yu Xiaogang heavily into a prison cell.

Yu Xiaogang fell to the ground in a sorry state, then struggled to get up and rushed towards the door, wanting to escape this awful place.

However, Ghost kicked him back into his cell and then closed the cell door.

Terrified, Yu Xiaogang climbed back to the iron bars and frantically pounded on them.

"Let me out!"

"Hehehe... Yu Xiaogang, you'll spend the rest of your life here."

"Listen up, you guys inside. He's in your hands now. You can do whatever you want with him, but don't let him die too easily, understand?"

Several burly men inside bowed and scraped obsequiously: "Yes, sir! Please rest assured, we will take good care of him."

Ghost looked at Yu Xiaogang again and sneered, "Goodbye, Yu Xiaogang. Have a good time here."

Having said that, the ghost turned and left.

"No...no! Let me out! I don't want to stay here!"

Yu Xiaogang pressed his face tightly against the iron bars and stretched out his hands, waving them incessantly.

However, the ghost didn't turn its head and quickly disappeared into the dungeon.

Just then, several burly men stepped forward and surrounded Yu Xiaogang.

These burly men were not the same people as before, because so many years had passed and those people had long since been executed.

However, after spending so much time in this dark and gloomy dungeon, these people were no different from the scarred ones before them; they had long since lost their humanity.

Yu Xiaogang turned around and leaned his back tightly against the iron railing.

He stared at the group of people in front of him, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with terror: "What...what do you want to do? Don't come any closer!"

Just then, a thin man rubbed his hands together, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile, "What are you doing? Hehe, you'll find out soon enough."

"Brother Long, this kid is a bit old, but he's got soft, smooth skin. He should be a good playmate." A bald, middle-aged man licked his lips.

“Not bad…” The man called Brother Long looked Yu Xiaogang up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother Long, what about us?" a burly man with sallow skin, bulging muscles, and a face full of scars asked impatiently.

Brother Long nodded: "Although he's a man, it doesn't matter in this dark and gloomy dungeon. You guys hold him down first, I'll have a taste first."

"Alright, Brother Long." The two burly men grinned and walked towards Yu Xiaogang.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!" Yu Xiaogang was terrified and tried to escape, but there were iron bars behind him, and he had nowhere to run.

Soon, Yu Xiaogang was dragged inside by the two burly men, who then pressed him down hard, rendering him unable to move.

"Oh ho, I didn't expect this kid to be so relaxed," Brother Long sneered.

"Ah! No! Stop it!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled, but he was not even level 29 yet and was powerless to resist. He could only let the others do as they pleased.

After a long while, Brother Long stopped and let the others come forward one by one.

Half a day later, Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, his body covered in filth.

“Good, from now on you’ll be called Rose, got it?” Brother Long looked down at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang did not respond; he had become numb.

Upon seeing this, Brother Long immediately kicked Yu Xiaogang, yelling, "Hey, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?!"

"I...I've remembered..."

Yu Xiaogang shrank back and said weakly, his voice already hoarse.

"Hmm, that's more like it." Brother Long nodded in satisfaction.

Chapter 294 Angel God Qian Renxue

Several days later.

Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.

Several high-ranking officials gathered here, including Su Mo.

Their gazes were all fixed on the enormous six-winged angel statue.

Today is the day Qian Renxue completes the ninth test of the angels.

It is worth mentioning that, because of Su Mo's presence, Qian Daoliu did not have to make a sacrifice and successfully started the ninth trial of the angels.

Just then, a dazzling golden light shot up from the hall and soared into the sky.

The next moment, a huge phantom of an eight-winged seraphim appeared in the sky above Wuhun City, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

The angelic phantom had an exquisitely beautiful and solemn face, and between its brows and eyes was none other than the likeness of Qian Renxue.

In an instant, the entire population of Wuhun City erupted in excitement.

"That's... the angel god has descended!"

"May the Martial Soul Empire be blessed! The Angel God has manifested!"

The city's residents knelt down and kowtowed devoutly to the angel.

Some people were even moved to tears, because they had worshipped the angel god for generations, and today they were able to witness the angel god descending with their own eyes, which was the greatest honor for them.

Meanwhile, inside the offering hall.

A golden gate of light quietly appeared.

As the light shimmered, a tall figure emerged from it—it was Qian Renxue.

She was dressed in golden angelic attire, wielding the divine artifact Angelic Holy Sword, and surrounded by ten rings of spirit energy.

Clearly, Qian Renxue has completed the Nine Trials of the Angels and become the new Angel God.

"Xiaoxue, congratulations." Su Mo said with a smile.

Qian Renxue retrieved her soul ring and the Angelic Holy Sword, and with a flash of golden light, she rushed into Su Mo's arms.

"Brother Su Mo." She hugged Su Mo tightly, pressing her cheek against his chest, her voice trembling slightly, "Thank you... thank you so much..."

Only now does Qian Renxue realize that her path to godhood requires her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, to sacrifice his life to begin.

Fortunately, Su Mo was there, which ensured that her grandfather was safe and sound.

Otherwise, even if she became a god, she would still bear a lifetime of regret and pain.

Su Mo gently patted Qian Renxue's back: "Silly girl, this is nothing to me. Besides, isn't your grandfather my grandfather? How could I stand idly by?"

Qian Renxue softly hummed in agreement, her heart filled with sweetness and emotion, wishing she could hold Su Mo like this forever and never let go.