Chapter 72: Tang Chen and Poseidon's Imminent Demise? Yu Jingcheng Bestows the Godhood of Slaughter upon Yu Chenlan.
"You're wise to know your place."
Yu Jingcheng waved his sleeve.
He directly sent the Asura Godhood and the Sea Godhood into the depths of the plane's consciousness, temporarily sealing them away.
After doing all this, Yu Jingcheng withdrew his gaze, turned around, and stepped on golden light, instantly becoming a thousand meters away.
"Considering your merit in offering your godhoods, I will not kill you. The Haotian Sect and the Sea God Island's heritage can be preserved."
"From this day forward, Tang Chen and Poseidon, you two will remain on this Sea God Island to live out your remaining days, never to step outside the island's boundaries."
His voice gradually faded into the distance, eventually disappearing into nothingness.
The sea wind howled, stirring up clouds of dust.
Tang Chen and Poseidon supported each other, gazing in the direction where the golden figure had disappeared, speechless for a long time.
Although they had survived, they had lost the support of divine power. With their current level eighty-nine soul power, they simply could not sustain their lifespans of several hundred years.
The erosion of time, originally suppressed by divine power, will retaliate a hundredfold or a thousandfold in the days to come.
Perhaps it will last a year, perhaps a few months.
They will die here like mortals, turning into a handful of dust.
But perhaps this is the best end for this ill-fated couple.
Bright Empire, Mingdu, deep within the imperial palace.
A golden light pierced the sky, ignoring the layers of defensive soul-guided arrays within the palace, and fell directly into the "Sun Palace," a symbol of supreme imperial power.
The light dissipated, revealing the majestic figure of Yu Jingcheng.
Yu Jingcheng did not linger, casually waving away the attendants who wanted to kneel before him, his indifferent voice echoing in the empty hall:
"Summon Crown Prince Yu Chenlan to an audience."
A moment later, the heavy palace doors were slowly pushed open.
A young man dressed in a purple-gold python robe stepped in.
He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his face bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Yu Jingcheng, yet he lacked the cold indifference that viewed all living beings as ants, and possessed instead a more ambitious and enterprising spirit.
This was Yu Jingcheng's eldest son, the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Yu Chenlan.
At only twenty-seven years old, he was already a Soul Douluo with a Soul Power level of eighty-seven!
Such talent was a rare find even in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
"Your subject Yu Chenlan pays respects to Father Emperor."
Yu Chenlan walked to the center of the hall and respectfully performed the kneeling ceremony.
Even facing his own father, he felt a terrifying pressure as deep as an abyss.
It was an absolute suppression of their levels, the instinctive awe that mortals feel when facing gods.
"Rise."
Yu Jingcheng sat upright on the pure gold throne, his gaze deeply scrutinizing his most prized son.
In Yu Jingcheng's perception, two completely different yet extremely powerful forces surged within Yu Chenlan's body.
One aura shone brightly, vast and inviolable, originating from the "Holy Dragon of Light" martial soul.
The other was filled with extreme destruction and domineering power, the aura of the "Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon."
"Level eighty-seven, solid foundation. It seems you haven't slacked off during this time."
Yu Jingcheng nodded slightly, offering a rare word of praise.
"All thanks to Father's guidance, your son dared not slacken in the slightest,"
Yu Chenlan replied, head bowed, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
Yu Jingcheng lightly tapped the armrest with his right hand, producing a rhythmic, crisp sound.
"Chenlan, you possess twin martial souls.
While the Holy Dragon of Light is powerful, governing purification and holiness, I observe that your daily cultivation and combat seem to lean more towards the domineering and destructive path of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon?"
Yu Chenlan's heart stirred, and he answered truthfully,
"Father, you are wise.
I believe that benevolence is needed to govern a country, but martial prowess is needed to pacify the world.
The Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon possesses extreme destructive attributes, and its destructive power far surpasses that of the Holy Light Dragon.
In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only by mastering the ultimate power can one protect everything I want to protect.
Therefore, I will indeed focus on cultivating the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon."
Of course, the main reason was still the cultivation plan that Yu Jingcheng initially set for Yu Chenlan.
Yu Chenlan's Holy Light Dragon was also a separated martial soul, possessing its own independent consciousness.
Therefore, it was the best choice to add a soul ring to the Holy Light Dragon after Yu Chenlan cultivated to the Title Douluo realm.
"Very good."
A glint of light flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes. "Since you have this awareness, then I will bestow upon you a great opportunity today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jingcheng raised his hand and waved.
Buzz—!
The temperature in the entire Sun Palace plummeted instantly, and a chilling aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood erupted out of thin air!
A crimson, blood-red ball of light and a dark red demonic sword radiating overwhelming killing intent floated in mid-air before Yu Chenlan.
The sword was covered in intricate and ancient demonic runes, each line seemingly sealing the wails of countless wronged souls. With just a glance, Yu Chenlan felt his Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul receive a powerful stimulus, uncontrollably letting out an excited dragon roar!
Roar—!
A gigantic, purplish-gold dragon phantom appeared and disappeared behind him, greedily gazing at the red light and the demonic sword.
"This…this is…"
Yu Chenlan's pupils constricted, his breathing becoming rapid.
"This is the Asura Demonic Sword, and the very essence of the God of Slaughter's divine position."
Yu Jingcheng's voice was calm, yet it exploded in Yu Chenlan's ears like a thunderclap.
"The Asura God is the enforcer of the divine realm, and also the god who governs slaughter and judgment.
His divine power attributes are the ultimate slaughter and Asura aura."
"This Asura Demon Sword is one of the few super artifacts in the divine realm. Although the God of Slaughter's position is not as high as the Asura God's position, it is still a peak first-level god, and there is hope that he will advance to God King in the future."
Yu Jingcheng slowly stood up, walked down the steps, and stood in front of Yu Chenlan with his hands behind his back.
"Your Holy Light Dragon, though sacred, is incompatible with it.
However, your main martial soul, the Purple Radiance Annihilation Dragon, is the most supreme destructive dragon among the sub-dragon species. Its destructive attribute is remarkably similar to the killing intent of the Asura God.
Destruction at its extreme is slaughter; slaughter at its extreme is also destruction."
At this point, Yu Jingcheng looked directly into his son's eyes and said in a deep voice,
"I have erased the original mark within it. Now, it is ownerless."
"Chenlan, I intend to pass on this position of the God of Slaughter to you.
If you can complete the test, you will become the God of Slaughter, and perhaps even, like me, bear two divine positions alone."
"You... dare to accept?"
Yu Chenlan felt his mouth go dry, his heart pounding violently.
A divine position!
Even if it's only a first-level god, not comparable to his father's dual god-king status, it's still extremely powerful!
This is the ultimate dream that countless soul masters wouldn't even dare to dream of in their entire lives, and now it's placed right before him.
Yu Chenlan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart. The shock in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination and fervor.
He suddenly knelt on one knee, raised his hands high, and his voice, powerful and resonant, echoed throughout the hall:
"Your subject, Yu Chenlan, thanks Your Majesty for your great favor!"
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