Chapter 207 The God Hunting Plan! Liu Erlong Inherits the Fire Dragon God? Qian Daoliu: Threatening me with the God Realm?
Wei Yuan almost burst out laughing when he saw this.
You're just a Pig Soul Saint, getting beaten up by the Serpent Spear, isn't that normal?
"However, the God Realm is really desperate!"
Wei Yuan couldn't help but frown.
This so-called Pig God's divine position has no foundation at all, yet it still allowed Yu Xiaogang's strength to increase dramatically.
Not to mention, the number of divine positions scattered by the God Realm is far more than that.
The Four Continents are going to have some trouble next!
However, Wei Yuan wasn't under much psychological pressure.
At worst, he could have Zihuang Extinguishing Heavenly Dragon and the Golden Dragon King's clone, along with Qian Lin, Wei Tianchen, and Qian Daoliu, take action.
They could nip these divine inheritors in the bud.
It's called: The God Hunting Plan!
Qian Daoliu was frowning, staring intently at the Pig at the bottom of the pit who was questioning his existence.
"This power... though disgusting and chaotic, does indeed possess a trace of 'divine' essence," Qian Daoliu muttered to himself, a strong sense of unease rising within him. If a piece of trash like Yu Xiaogang, who could never break through level thirty in his entire life, could suddenly obtain a divine inheritance, wouldn't the entire continent be thrown into chaos?
"Qian Daoliu, don't panic."
Qian Daoliu shuddered; he knew that voice all too well!
"Ancestor... Ancestor?!"
Qian Daoliu exclaimed inwardly.
"Yes."
Wei Yuan's voice continued, carrying an all-knowing calm:
"This is nothing more than a desperate tactic by those hypocrites in the God Realm."
"Seeing the power of my Wei family and your Qian family, and with the Heavenly Canopy exposing their ugly faces, their faith has wavered."
"So, those guys used the authority of the God Realm's central authority to forcibly retrieve the vacant divine positions of those fallen gods from countless years ago during the Dragon God War."
"The so-called 'Pig God' was nothing more than the lowest-ranking servant god in the Beast God lineage back then."
"They're planning to mass-produce these 'instant gods,' attempting to overthrow our two families' rule over the continent with sheer numbers and muddy the waters."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu suddenly understood, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:
"So that's how it is! These guys from the God Realm truly stop at nothing!"
"Ancestor, rest assured, I, Qian Daoliu, will kill as many of these inferior 'gods' as they come!"
Wei Yuan chuckled:
"No need to be angry, they're just clowns."
"However, since they want to play, we'll play along."
"Just watch, the real show is yet to come."
Wei Yuan's voice slowly faded away.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, the surprise and doubt in his eyes completely disappearing, replaced by absolute confidence and icy killing intent.
He slowly lowered his head, looking at Yu Xiaogang still struggling below, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth:
"So it's a defective product created by those guys in the God Realm."
"Yu Xiaogang, since you're so eager to become a god..."
Qian Daoliu slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, an angelic holy sword, purely condensed from holy light, was taking shape:
"Then today, this old man will send you to report to the real God Realm!"
Looking at the angelic holy sword hanging above his head, Yu Xiaogang, who had just been shouting "Don't underestimate the poor middle-aged," was now completely speechless.
The fear originating from the depths of his soul made him even forget that he was now a five-meter-tall boar-like divine beast.
"No... don't kill me..."
Yu Xiaogang trembled all over, his huge boar hooves clutching his head, curled up at the bottom of the pit, shivering.
A faint stench even emanated from his crotch, truly showing he was terrified to the point of "his liver and gallbladder shattering."
Just as the angelic holy sword was about to fall...
"Boom—!!!"
A pillar of crimson flames suddenly shot up from beside Yu Xiaogang, actually forcing back some of the pervasive holy light.
Immediately afterward, a loud and furious dragon roar resounded through the sky.
Liu Erlong, whose face had been ashen, now had eyes blazing with fire, her body engulfed in raging flames.
Infused with divine power, her Martial Soul, the Fire Dragon, instantly underwent its ultimate evolution, a majestic crimson dragon shadow coalescing behind her.
"Third-level deity—the Fire Dragon God's inheritance!"
"Soul power level increased: Level 83 Soul Douluo!"
While not as absurd as Yu Xiaogang's leap of dozens of levels, Liu Erlong's foundation was already strong. This divine power directly helped her break through her bottleneck, even propelling her into the ranks of high-level Soul Douluo!
"No one is allowed to touch Xiaogang!!!"
Liu Erlong roared, her fiery dragon wings suddenly unfurling. She bravely stood before Yu Xiaogang, defying Qian Daoliu's terrifying divine pressure.
She stared intently at Qian Daoliu in mid-air, her body trembling violently from the pressure, her bones cracking.
But her eyes were as fierce as a mother tyrannosaur protecting her cubs.
"Qian Daoliu! You can't kill us!"
Liu Erlong gritted her teeth, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, yet she still shouted fiercely, "If you kill us, you will be making enemies of the gods behind us!"
"Xiaogang inherited the Pig God, and I inherited the Fire Dragon God! We are both chosen successors of the God Realm!"
"Although you are strong, you should also think about the future of your Spirit Hall! If you anger the gods of the God Realm and they bring down divine punishment, can your Spirit Hall bear the consequences?!"
Hearing Liu Erlong's seemingly tough but actually cowardly threat, Yu Xiaogang, hiding behind her, seemed to have grasped at a straw, hurriedly sticking out half of his pig head and stammering in agreement, "Yes...yes! Erlong is right!"
"Qian Daoliu, leave a way out for others! We have gods behind us! Real gods!"
Looking at the "divine couple" before him—a trembling pig and a dragon desperately protecting it.
Suspended in mid-air, Qian Daoliu wore an extremely strange expression.
It wasn't fear, nor anger.
Rather, it was a deep disdain and mockery born from seeing through a clumsy trick.
"God? Divine punishment?"
The Angelic Holy Sword in Qian Daoliu's hand didn't dissipate; instead, its light shone even brighter.
Qian Daoliu tilted his head slightly, his eyes, which seemed to burn with golden flames, filled with mockery:
"Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, aren't you two taking yourselves too seriously?"
"Or do you really think those guys in the God Realm would specially send down divine punishment for two pieces of trash?"
Qian Daoliu curled his lip, extended a finger, and gently shook it, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm:
"Stop pretending to be powerful."
"Don't think I don't know that your so-called 'divine inheritance' is nothing but ownerless junk!"
"What Pig God, what Fire Dragon God..."
Qian Daoliu sneered, his gaze seemingly piercing through the void, staring directly at the high and mighty God Realm:
"The original owners of these two divine positions died without a trace in the Dragon God War countless years ago!"
"The God Realm just threw down the empty shells left by the dead, making use of the trash."
"Trying to threaten me with empty promises left by two dead ghosts?"
Qian Daoliu suddenly raised the holy sword in his hand.
The terrifying holy flames instantly distorted and warped the surrounding space.
A voice, like thunderous judgment, declared:
"This is utterly—a complete farce!"
(End of Chapter)