Douluo Continent: Taking Tang San as a disciple, with a ten-thousand-fold return for teaching him.

Chapter 335 The Grand Finale

The being on the throne looked down at Chen Luo, its face blurred, but the oppressive aura was so real that it could make one's bones groan.

The Asura God did not speak, but his voice surged directly from the depths of Chen Luo's consciousness, like molten iron being poured into a mold.

"You've arrived."

Chen Luo stood still and nodded.

The Asura God tilted his head slightly, as if he were sizing him up.

Being watched by such a being would make any ordinary person's soul tremble, but Chen Luo's expression remained unchanged.

"You possess both a murderous aura and a divine quality."

The Asura God paused for a moment: "There's still a trace of human scent. Not much, but enough."

Chen Luo calmly said, "I will accept the inheritance."

The Asura God did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand.

Then the passing down of knowledge began.

The blood-red space suddenly contracted, and all the light surged toward Chen Luo at the same time.

It wasn't poured in, it was an impact.

The moment that force crashed into his body, all six of his soul bones emitted a piercing resonance.

Then the bones started to pull outwards.

Each piece of soul bone is being peeled off from the skeleton.

The skull is pulled upwards, the sternum is pushed outwards, and the arm and leg bones are torn in different directions.

That kind of pain isn't like being cut up; it's like being torn into six pieces from the inside.

Every nerve was screaming, every inch of bone marrow was burning.

Chen Luo stood firmly, but the veins on his forehead bulged, and his jaw was clenched so tightly that blood seeped from his gums.

The six soul bones were finally completely separated.

They floated around Chen Luo, each one trembling violently, the patterns on their surfaces shining like red-hot iron.

The Asura God's finger twitched.

The six soul bones collided back simultaneously and re-integrated into Chen Luo's body.

This time it's not embedded outside the bone.

It is fused into the bones.

It blends into the flesh and blood.

It becomes part of one's soul.

Chen Luo's vision exploded into a blood-red blur, then slowly returned to normal.

He now wore a new suit of armor.

The dark red armor plates fit tightly against the torso, with menacing barbs extending from the joints, each barb adorned with blood-red patterns.

The armor wasn't worn on the body; it was an extension of the body, completely integrated with it.

Asura Divine Armor.

The giant sword in the Asura God's right hand suddenly moved on its own.

A burst of crimson lightning erupted from the blade, and then the entire sword transformed into a streak of light, flying towards Chen Luo.

Chen Luo reached out and grasped the sword hilt.

Then the killing began.

Countless thoughts, like a floodgate opened, surged from the hilt of the sword into his arm and into his brain.

Kill, kill, kill, kill.

Every sound screamed out the carnage.

His pupils instantly turned blood red, and the Asura God Armor on his body emitted a piercing, excited sound.

He saw the person he had killed.

He saw himself standing above a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, holding the sword in his hand, the sky and the ground a crimson expanse.

Then he saw Liu Erlong's face. He saw Flander's face. He saw the little monsters' faces.

The urge to kill was still roaring, but Chen Luo's eyes had begun to clear.

"Who are you."

The voice of the Asura God suddenly interrupted, carrying an interrogative tone.

Chen Luo raised his head, his blood-red pupils staring directly at the figure on the throne: "Chen Luo."

Decisive and efficient, without hesitation or wavering.

The Asura God remained silent for a moment, then uttered the first emotion in his voice since the beginning of the inheritance. It was almost a sound of satisfaction.

"If you answer Yu Xiaogang, then there will be no more Chen Luo in the world. There will only be Yu Xiaogang."

Chen Luo knew that wasn't a lie.

The trials of the gods are never limited to strength and endurance.

The Asura God tests not only the power of killing, but also one's own will.

If a person doesn't even know who he is, how can he control killing?

He always knew who he was.

The Asura God raised his hands.

The final act of inheritance begins.

Crimson energy surged in from all directions.

The boundaries of the entire space began to collapse, transforming into the purest Asura divine power, which poured into Chen Luo's body.

Every drop of crimson energy precisely located Chen Luo's body and entered it.

Chen Luo's body began to contort.

Under the impact of divine power, the torso stretched and contracted, and the limbs deformed and then returned to normal.

Every change is accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and reforming.

This cycle repeated itself countless times.

Finally, all the crimson energy disappeared from his body.

His condition has completely stabilized.

The Asura Armor automatically retracted into his body, and the Asura Sword transformed into a stream of blood-red light and entered his right arm.

He stood there, outwardly no different than before.

Ten miles outside the city of slaughter.

Liu Erlong and Flander stood on a boulder, their faces tense like taut bowstrings.

The energy fluctuations emanating from the direction of the Killing City have been ongoing for three days.

The birds and beasts within a ten-mile radius had long since fled, the pebbles on the ground were constantly bobbing, and the air was filled with the stench of blood. Although it was a sunny day, the sky was so gloomy that it looked as if it were about to drip blood.

"He'll be alright."

Flanders’ Adam’s apple was moving as he said this, and his voice was dry.

Liu Erlong didn't respond, but just stared intently at the entrance in the distance.

Suddenly, a crimson beam of light shot up from the ground.

That beam of light was more than ten times thicker than the one Chen Luo received when he broke through to level ninety-nine.

The entire sky was dyed crimson, and a huge hole was blasted into the clouds, with the blood-red light at the edge of the hole burning like fire.

A terrifying aura pressed down from the sky.

It wasn't the pressure of a level 99 Title Douluo; it was divine might.

Liu Erlong and Flander were both forced to kneel on one knee, and the ground cracked beneath their knees.

Amidst the blood-red light, a figure slowly rose.

His robes fluttered in the shockwave, and he was enveloped in a pillar of blood-red light, obscuring details but revealing his face.

Liu Erlong knew that face all too well.

Chen Luo opened his eyes.

Liu Erlong's eyes reddened.

Flander stood up, panting heavily, looking at his old friend in the bloody light. His lips trembled for a long time, and he could only manage to utter two words.

"It's done."

Then he burst into laughter, the sound echoing far and wide across the vast Gobi Desert.

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On the high seas.

Bibi Dong completed her transformation within the black and blood-red pillar of light.

The spider martial spirit was revealed, its limbs were ferocious, and strange patterns crawled on its carapace. Its face was so distorted that its original outline was almost unrecognizable.

Ugly and grotesque, it's so ugly that you can't bear to look at it.

The power of the Rakshasa god transformed into a black torrent that poured into her body.

Her body was constantly torn apart and reformed within the black pillar of light.

After an unknown amount of time, the beam of light dissipated, and she fell back onto the sea.