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The Asura God fell into deep thought before speaking. "I still have measures in place on the Douluo Continent, but the connection was severed back when we discarded our divine seats."
"Now, we must wait until that boy Tang San inherits the godhood. Only by communicating with him can we lock onto the spatial-temporal coordinates of the Douluo Continent."
Hearing this, the Sea God's expression soured. "Boss, that brat Tang San happened to cross the very Spirit Douluo I mentioned. My consciousness was only awakened because he got himself into trouble with that person."
"I fear Tang San has already been ground into dust. It's almost laughable—the so-called Child of Providence of the Douluo Continent, reduced to such a pathetic state."
A flicker of disappointment passed through the Asura God's pupils. "It matters not," he murmured. "If Tang San truly is the Child of Providence, he should be able to survive."
"If he dies, it simply means we were never fated to control the Douluo God Realm. But if he lives and inherits the seat, then we shall simply make our way back to Douluo."
The Rakshasa Goddess leaned into Asura's embrace, her voice soft and coy. "As long as I have you, it doesn't matter where we are."
The Sea God watched the two of them, who seemed to grow more inseparable by the day, and sighed, rubbing his temples in resignation.
"Boss, let's find a lower realm to amuse ourselves in for a while. If Tang San is truly dead, I'm going off to travel. But if he lives, I'll help you become the master of the new God Realm!"
"Though, regarding the position of Godking in that realm..."
Asura laughed. "Do not worry. There will be a seat for you. One for you, and one for my little Rakshasa."
"And one for our son!" Rakshasa whispered.
"Yes, yes! Of course!" Asura God laughed heartily.
The Douluo Empire, Sunset Forest, Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
After dealing with Tang San, Ye Lan returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to continue cultivating more hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass.
Curiously, after settling matters with Tang San, Ye Lan found his mind becoming increasingly clear. He felt his brain undergoing a profound transformation. He discovered that even without activating the "Blue Silver Life Mecha," he possessed a "God's Eye" perspective.
At first, it was a mere ten-meter radius around him, but it gradually expanded until it covered the entire Douluo Continent. Beyond the vision, he could vaguely perceive the hazy consciousness of every living being.
He felt as though these consciousnesses held a natural affinity for him, almost as if every life form viewed him as a mother figure. At that thought, Ye Lan's mouth twitched.
Suddenly, a frail yet kind female voice echoed in his mind.
"Child..."
"Child..."
Ye Lan was startled. Who was calling him?
"Child... my time is running out..."
"You defeated Tang San... and obtained the providence of humanity..."
"You carry the laws of the plane... the providence of the soul beasts..."
"Please... save Douluo Star..."
"Lord of Douluo... I..."
The voice faded into silence.
Ye Lan finally realized what was happening. The "Will of Douluo" was dying due to the Abyss invasion. In its final moments, it was choosing a new Lord of Douluo. Because he had crushed Tang San again, the providence of humanity had shifted to him. Combined with the soul beast providence and his "Abyss Addition" (plane laws), he met all the criteria.
He had become the Lord of Douluo.
However, since the Abyss was currently invading, they were the "majority shareholders." In a sense, the Spirit Sovereign of the Abyss was the current "Lord." Ye Lan had inherited a "throne in exile." He would only truly become the master once the Abyss was repelled.
Even so, the Will of Douluo likely hadn't realized how much this would boost Ye Lan. After sensing his new status, he understood its true utility. If he repelled the Abyss and became the master in name and fact, he would gain the power the planet could support.
For instance, if the limit of Douluo Star was Level 100, he would receive an additional Level 100 of strength. If the planet evolved into a God Realm, he would gain Godking-level power.
Ye Lan thought about it and felt it was a bit like "tasteless food"—hard to eat but a shame to throw away. Even if it worked now, it only gave him Level 100 power, whereas his full burst was already over ten times that of a Second-Class God.
He sighed softly. The cheats of Douluo Star really can't compare to the Blue Star Transmigration Committee's cheats. But something is better than nothing.
Now that he was the "Lord of Douluo," he could eventually cultivate the planet into a God Realm. That would open up a lot of backdoors for divine seats. As the future master, it wouldn't be too much to hand out some godhoods to Rongrong, Zhuqing, and Uncle Tao, right?
With a satisfied nod, he decided the title of "Lord of Douluo" was actually quite nice.
One Year Later: The Far North, Outside Abyss Number Seven
A 1,500-meter-tall Six-Winged Angel manifested outside the thousand-meter-tall octahedral Abyss structure. A domain expanded.
The purification and dissolution effects of the Angelic Domain melted the magical energy of every demon within its reach. Then, the Holy Angelic Sword in her hand erupted with divine radiance. A terrifying wave of Holy Angelic Flame swept through the monsters; countless Abyss creatures howled in agony, dissolving into "Abyss Mist" and flowing back into the depths.
As the Angelic Knight, Qian Renxue, displayed her divine might, Ning Rongrong jumped for joy. "As expected of Sister Qian!"
A golden light flashed as Qian Renxue descended. Hearing the praise, her lips curled into a smile. "Rongrong, the rest is up to you! Abyss Number Seven must be conquered quickly. Ye Lan has already become a Titled Douluo and gone to the Western Sea to find a suitable soul ring."
"Don't worry, Sister Qian!" Zhu Zhuqing said. "Rongrong, Yan'yan, Sister Lengleng, and I have been holding at Level 79 for a long time just to conquer this floor."
Qian Renxue nodded, looking at the assembled Temple Knights with satisfaction. "We are all knights of the Temple. None of us would be here without Ye Lan's help. Now that the Abyss is invading our home, it is our responsibility to take the lead."
"Following the example of the countless soul masters and civilians of the Douluo Empire, I hope our Temple Knights don't just conquer this place, but do so brilliantly! Let the Empire see the strength of the Temple! Let everyone see the peak combat power of Douluo!"
The group blushed slightly. While their talents were extraordinary, the gap between them and the Temple's First Knight (Life Knight Ye Lan) and Second Knight (Angelic Knight Qian Renxue) was vast. They didn't know Ye Lan's exact strength, but he had defeated Gu Yuena over a year ago; he was surely stronger now. Meanwhile, Qian Renxue's Level 100 strength had already made her an object of faith—the Angelic God—to countless civilians.
During the conquest of Abyss Number Five, the Abyss Plane had become desperate and several Plane Lords had interfered. If not for Di Tian, Empress Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Qian Daoliu, the casualties would have been catastrophic.
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had truly shined in that battle, becoming the "Gods" of the Empire—the Angelic God and the Rakshasa God.
Inspired by Qian Renxue's words and led by Ye Lengleng, the group shouted in unison: "Victory to Douluo!" "Victory to the Temple!"
The Temple Knights entered Abyss Number Seven. Immediately, they felt the crushing malice of the plane. This level was different; it consisted of a single, massive floating continent. The terrain was flat, stretching toward a purple sky filled with harpy-like "Bird-Feathered Men" and bat monsters.
Countless monsters locked onto them instantly and began swarming toward the knights.
Zhu Zhuqing took command. "Protect Sister Lengleng and Rongrong in the center! Feng Xiaotian, Yu Feng, watch the skies!"
The team snapped into action. Shi Mo and Shi Mo took the front. Zhu Zhuqing and Oslo guarded the flanks. Feng Xiaotian and Yu Feng activated their "Spirit Avatar," transforming into the Double-Headed Gale Demon Wolf and the Wind Bell Bird to engage the aerial threats.
"The monster count here is roughly two million," Zhu Zhuqing continued. "Mostly Ogres, Trolls, and Kobolds, with some Naga, Fire Lizards, and Centaurs. Despite the numbers, we have the Jade Phosphor Dragon King's poison resistance thanks to Sister Lengleng's Nine-Hearted Holy Begonia. We will use the 'Shield-Poison-Heal' system as our core."
"Everyone, focus on the system! No unnecessary movements!"
"YES!!!"
"Everyone, Spirit Avatar—ON!"
In an instant, as the swarm descended, the area erupted in a kaleidoscope of light. The Sky Fox, Moon Blades, Fire Lord, Shadow Holy Cat, Jade Phosphor Dragon King, Nine-Hearted Holy Begonia, Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Ice Phoenix, and Black Tortoise avatars appeared.
"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, push forward! Yan'yan, release the poison!"
Two massive, 70-meter Black Tortoises charged into the ranks of ogres and trolls, smashing them to pieces. Feng Xiaotian, raining down wind blades from above, marveled at the display. "If not for Master Ye's artificial soul rings, whale glue, soul pills, and immortal herbs, we'd barely be holding our own. But with him, we completely crush monsters of the same level!"
Dugu Yan's sixth soul ring glowed. She opened her purple maw and exhaled a thick, violet mist. Within moments, the entire knight group was shrouded in the Jade Phosphor Poison Mist, which began to expand rapidly. To the monsters, the poison was devastating; even with their natural resistance, they began to convulse upon contact.
"If anyone feels off, ask Sister Lengleng for healing immediately! Don't hoard the detox pills," Zhu Zhuqing shouted. "Shi Mo, Shi Mo! Advance! Yu Feng, use your soul power to spread Yan'yan's mist!"
The "Shield-Poison-Heal" formation surged forward like a motorized engine. After only a kilometer, tens of thousands of monsters were piled up against the Black Tortoise shields.
When the momentum slowed, Zhu Zhuqing commanded, "Huo Wu! Huo Wushuang! Yan! Use your area-of-effect fire attacks! Burn them out!"
The massive Fire Lord dove into the swarm, lava erupting from its feet. Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang, boosted by hundred-thousand-year soul bones, condensed a 100-meter-wide "Sun" and hurled it forward, incinerating everything in its path.
Huo Wu laughed. "These things are too weak! Only the Titled Douluo-level monsters are any fun!"
"If you couldn't handle the mobs with all those soul bones Master Ye gave you, you'd be a disgrace!" her brother teased.
"Brother!" Huo Wu blushed.
"Keep moving!" Zhu Zhuqing ordered. "We've already covered five percent of the floor in poison!"
(End of Chapter)