Chapter 93: Liu Shen Appears, Peerless Elegance. Though It Is Not the Right Time, You Should Still Enter the World… (2-in-1 Chapter)
That whip was far too fast!
So fast that the Asura God's Killing Domain had not even been released before he was struck out of nowhere.
"AHHH!!!"
A miserable scream rang out as the Asura God was sent flying more than ten meters by that single lash, slamming heavily into the rock wall behind him.
As for the Asura God Armor he took such pride in, the faceplate shattered instantly.
At the same time, a deep wound exposing bone stretched from the corner of his left eye down to his chin. Flesh curled outward, slightly blackened from charring.
Even more terrifying was the strange power attached to the whip. The instant it struck him, it felt as though his soul itself had been torn apart.
That pain was a hundred times worse than physical suffering.
"A God King? What kind of bullshit God King?"
After sending the Asura God King flying with one whip, the Celestial Clan overseer withdrew his whip and sneered disdainfully.
"A piece of trash with chaotic energy in your body who hasn't even reached the Cave Heaven Realm, yet you dare call yourself a king in front of me and even try to call me brother?"
"Asura God? I think you're more like an Asura ghost!"
After saying this, the overseer slammed the whip down again.
"Since you've come to our Celestial Clan Divine Mine, even if you're a dragon, you'd better coil up obediently!"
"If you don't want to die, get over there and start working!"
He pointed toward a nearby mountain of discarded ore slag.
"We happen to be short of a laborer to dump the slag."
"If you dare say even half a word of refusal, I'll strip that piece of junk armor off you and feed it to the dogs!"
Hearing this, the Asura God covered his face and slowly stood up.
Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, he clenched the Asura Demonic Sword in his hand, determined to fight to the death.
But that thought lasted only a moment before fear overwhelmed him when he saw the lightning-wrapped whip in the overseer's hand.
He could sense that, although the overseer was not a Supreme True Immortal, his strength still far exceeded the Asura God's current state.
If they truly fought, he might die.
"No… I absolutely cannot die here!"
"I still have to go to the Lower Realm!"
"I still have to dominate the Eight Regions!"
"I still have to take revenge!"
Thinking of these things, no matter how unwilling he was, the Asura God had no choice but to swallow his humiliation in front of a stronger enemy.
Finally, before the disbelieving eyes of countless beings from the Douluo Continent, the once invincible Asura God King slowly lowered his noble head.
He put away the Asura Demonic Sword and said through gritted teeth:
"I… will do it."
"Hmph. At least you know what's good for you."
The overseer sneered and casually tossed over a massive basket and a rusty iron shovel.
"Move faster!"
"If that mountain of slag isn't cleared today, you won't get any food!"
With that, he turned around to patrol other areas.
Meanwhile, the Asura God silently picked up the iron shovel, slung the basket several times larger than himself onto his back, and walked step by step toward the pile of waste ore.
"Just wait, you bunch of trash!"
Standing before the mountain of slag, the Asura God shoveled the debris while muttering venomously:
"This is only temporary."
"As long as I find an opportunity… as long as I escape…"
"I will find the path to the Lower Realm!"
"Once I reach the Lower Realm, I will sweep across all opportunities and fortunes!"
"When that time comes, I will return and slaughter every single one of you! Every one of you!!"
…
At the same time, outside the Sky Screen, in the Douluo Plane.
Douluo God Realm.
Watching the once-dominant Asura God King, who had held the power of life and death, now actually carrying a basket and shoveling slag like a slave, the entire God Realm Committee fell into dead silence.
Even Sea God Poseidon's fingers trembled.
"So this is the Upper Realm… truly terrifying."
"Why panic!"
Just as the gods were about to collapse mentally, a furious shout suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned to look.
One of the Five Supreme Gods, the God of Evil, suddenly stood up.
Dark energy swirled around him. Although shock flashed in his eyes, it was quickly replaced by arrogance.
"You've all been deceived by appearances."
He raised his head and stared at the dazzling Sky Screen.
"Asura was simply unlucky."
"No matter how strong that world is, a God King like him is not something that the mere Lower Realm Eight Regions can compare with."
After pausing, he continued explaining:
"Even if you were to enter the Lower Realm, though you might not sweep everything aside, you could still become a regional overlord!"
"With my understanding of Asura, the reason he endures humiliation must be to wait for a chance to find a passage to the Lower Realm Eight Regions."
"Once he finds it, that will be the day our God Realm rises!"
Turning back to the assembled gods, he declared:
"At that time, Asura will slaughter everyone in the Lower Realm and rebuild its order!"
"He will use it as a stepping stone to pursue an even higher realm!"
"And finally, stepping on the corpses of the creatures in the Lower Realm, he will return and wash away this humiliation!"
"He may even create a new starting point for the Douluo Plane, turning the entire Lower Realm Eight Regions into our possession!"
"Just wait. The real show has only just begun!"
Hearing this confident analysis, the previously despairing gods regained hope.
That's right.
There was still the Lower Realm.
Once the Asura God King reached the Lower Realm, wouldn't he massacre everything there?
…
At the same time, in the Perfect World.
Upper Realm, Celestial Clan Mining Region.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Deep inside the mine, waves of heat rolled endlessly. The terrifying temperature even distorted the air.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The Asura God, now shirtless, swung the rusty shovel mechanically as he dug through the slag.
Each strike split open the flesh of his palms.
Blood mixed with sweat dripped onto the ground, only to evaporate instantly.
Smack!
Another whip lashed down.
"Move faster! Didn't you eat?!"
Only after the cursing overseer walked away did the Asura God dare to raise his head again.
"Endure… I must endure."
"I must find the path to the Lower Realm!"
As he worked, he cautiously released what little divine sense he had left to search the surroundings.
For three days, he had never stopped probing.
And finally—
Heaven rewards those who persevere.
While dumping a basket of slag into a deep mining abyss, his divine sense suddenly detected a faint spatial fluctuation that clearly did not belong to this mine!
"Hm? That is…"
The Asura God's pupils shrank as his heart began pounding wildly.
In the depths of an abandoned branch mine in the southeast corner, there was an ancient formation.
Though small, it emitted traces of chaotic spatial energy.
It was very likely a shortcut leading to the Lower Realm, or at least to a teleportation node!
"Hahahaha! Heaven is helping me!"
"As expected, I am the chosen son of destiny!"
"Even trapped in despair, I can still find a way out!"
Suppressing his excitement with great difficulty, the Asura God glanced disdainfully at the other slaves who continued working numbly.
"A bunch of fools who only know how to accept their fate."
"But I am destined to escape and become the supreme ruler of the Lower Realm!"
However, approaching that abandoned branch was not easy.
Because that location was a guard post.
The one guarding it was an old man wearing a gray Daoist robe with graying hair, constantly holding a wine gourd while dozing.
Though he looked sleepy and inconspicuous, in the Asura God's perception, the aura inside that old man was like a dormant volcano ready to erupt.
"Even stronger than that overseer."
The Asura God was secretly alarmed.
"Force won't work. I'll need to outsmart him."
His eyes rolled as a plan quickly formed.
"It seems I can only trick this old man."
Taking advantage of a rest period, the Asura God wiped the soot from his face.
Then he put on an extremely flattering smile and hunched over as he approached the old man.
"Um… senior?"
After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke cautiously.
The gray-robed old man did not even raise his eyelids.
Holding his wine gourd, he lazily uttered a single word:
"Scram."
The Asura God's face stiffened for a moment. Though he cursed inwardly, he kept smiling.
"Hehe, Immortal sir, please don't be angry."
"I see you sitting here alone. It must be rather boring."
"I happen to possess a heaven-shaking secret brought from my homeland. I would like to present it to you, hoping you might show a little care for me."
Only after hearing the words "heaven-shaking secret" did the old man open one eye and sweep his cloudy gaze across the Asura God, speaking with amusement:
"Oh? A worthless mining slave who ascended from the Lower Realm… What secret could you possibly have?"
Seeing that the conversation had begun, the Asura God perked up immediately.
Lowering his voice mysteriously, he said,
"Immortal sir, may not know."
"Though I appear miserable now, in my homeland I once governed the order of an entire world as a God King!"
"Our world is called the God Realm!"
"There are divine skills there that can revive the dead and divine positions that can control the elements of heaven and earth!"
The Asura God spoke with increasing enthusiasm, attempting to use advanced concepts of the Douluo God Realm, such as resurrection and dual gods, to tempt the old man.
After all, in his view, although the Douluo plane was inferior compared to the Perfect World, that only applied to the Lower Realm.
But the God Realm was a different matter.
If he revealed secrets of the God Realm, surely it would attract interest.
…
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Lower Realm: Eight Regions, Great Wilderness, Stone Village.
The last glow of sunset faded as night descended.
Yet Stone Village remained brightly lit like daytime.
A massive bonfire burned in the center of the village.
The flames roasted two enormous beast corpses the size of small hills: a Demon Ape and a One-Horned Blazing Fire Bear.
As the meat roasted, the air filled with a rich aroma of flesh and surging vitality.
"Everyone, hurry! Collect all the true blood of the Demon Ape, not a single drop wasted!"
"This is the true blood of a pure-blooded primordial beast! If used for medicinal baths, the children will build foundations as strong as diamonds!"
Shi Linhu, bare-chested, swung his large blade as he worked on the ape's corpse.
Among the crowd, Qian Renxue crouched on the ground, carefully processing the bear's paws.
Her hands were covered in beast blood, yet she did not mind.
The deeper she experienced this world, the more shocked she became.
"So this is the Great Wilderness."
Wiping sweat from her forehead, she looked at the villagers eating meat and drinking wine in huge gulps, their vitality surging like dragons.
"In the Douluo Continent, soul beasts are our enemies and the source of soul rings."
"But here, they are food, medicine, and survival resources."
"Two completely different paths…"
While the villagers busily processed the meat, a quiet scene remained at the village entrance beneath the charred, lightning-struck willow tree.
"Yiya, Liu Shen, Liu Shen."
Little Shi Hao climbed the blackened trunk like a nimble monkey.
Reaching the top, he stretched out his chubby little hand and gently stroked the trunk of Liu Shen, his face filled with affection.
"Are we really going to that Immortal Domain?"
Shi Hao blinked his big eyes curiously.
A breeze passed.
A willow branch swayed gently, brushing over Little One's head like a tender palm.
"Yes."
A calm voice sounded directly in Shi Hao's mind.
"But before leaving, there are several karmic ties that must be resolved."
"And a few things that do not originally belong here must also be retrieved."
Without further explanation, the willow branch suddenly trembled.
Buzz!!!
A visible green ripple spread outward from Stone Village.
Where the light passed, space froze and runes intertwined.
In just a single breath, a jade-like defensive barrier enveloped the entire village and the surrounding mountains.
"Go."
Understanding that Liu Shen had matters to handle, Little One obediently nodded and slid down the trunk.
After bidding farewell, he waddled away toward the blazing bonfire in the village.
Soon, he disappeared from sight.
Once Little One left, the wind lifted the willow branch connected to the trunk, its light growing brilliant.
Then the branch transformed into a streak of light and left the tree, instantly shooting into the endless night sky.
…
Far from Stone Village.
Amid countless mountains and ravines, the region was eerily silent.
Not even a single insect chirped.
Suddenly, a streak of green light tore through the sky and descended onto the summit of an ordinary, barren mountain.
When the light faded, it transformed into a peerlessly elegant figure.
Her figure was blurred and hazy, enveloped in endless divine radiance.
Her true appearance could not be seen clearly.
Only a glimpse of snow-white robes and three thousand halos surrounding her could be discerned.
Within each halo seemed to exist a divine kingdom rising and falling, worshipping her.
Standing quietly on the peak, her gaze pierced the thick earth and fixed on something buried deep underground.
"Buried for endless ages…"
Liu Shen slowly raised her jade-like finger and pointed gently toward the mountain below.
Her voice was cool yet resonant, like the sound of the Great Dao itself.
"Though it is not the right time…"
"You should still enter the world now."
End of Chapter