strokinit Chapter 446 Demigod? Goddess of Life!
Chapter 446 Demigod? Goddess of Life!
In the far north, the snow and wind gradually subsided.
After the Titan Snow Demon King sacrificed himself, the heavy pressure that had made the entire ice field suffocate finally gradually merged into Tang Chuan's body.
In the center of the icy valley, Tang Chuan sat cross-legged, his Snow Empress Martial Soul silently floating behind him, its six soul rings pulsating slowly around her. After an unknown amount of time, a deep rumble suddenly came from within his body.
The sound was like a long-standing barrier finally being breached.
The next moment, his soul power surged dramatically.
Peak level 98.
The limit is 98 levels.
Then, with a roar, they crossed that threshold.
Level 99! A terrifying aura far exceeding that of an ordinary Title Douluo surged from Tang Chuan's body, with his cyan-gold life force, icy-blue extreme cold power, and cyan-gold sea god power erupting simultaneously, transforming into three pillars of light that shot straight into the sky.
The entire far north was shaken at this moment.
On the distant ice plains, countless soul beasts looked up in terror toward the direction of the Ice Valley.
They sensed an aura they had never felt before. It was no longer just the soul power of a human soul master, nor just the pressure of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but a power that had already reached the pinnacle of mortals and was approaching the boundary of gods.
Demigod.
A true demigod.
Tang Chuan slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, one side shone with a bluish-gold life force, while the other shone with an icy blue divine light, and there was also a faint trace of the deep blue-gold of the Trident of the Sea God.
He raised his hand, and the Blue Silver Emperor swayed gently in his palm.
In his other hand, the extreme ice condensed into a crystal snowflake.
The two forces, though completely different, achieved a strange balance within his body.
The first martial soul, Blue Silver Emperor, grants control over life, revival, purification, destiny, and the ocean.
The second martial soul, Snow Emperor, embodies extreme cold, ice, mountains, protection, and the bearing of power.
At this moment, Tang Chuan truly stepped into the level of the ninety-ninth Limit Douluo.
To reach level 100 and become a god, only the final divine test and the divine position remain.
In the sea of spirit, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was so startled that it almost tumbled out of the platinum-gold spiritual mist.
"Level 99 already?"
"So fast?"
"I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"
Hyotei snorted coldly:
"Besides sleeping and bragging, what else did you see?"
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm immediately said:
"Bingbing, you don't understand. My vision is strategic. If I hadn't sacrificed myself, would Tang Chuan have such a stable spiritual sea?"
Little White peeked out from the side and asked curiously:
"What about me? Am I important too?"
Hyotei said calmly:
"You provided the ability to defend and call for daddy."
Xiao Bai immediately objected:
"Hyotei-neechan, my Ice Bear King Embrace is amazing!"
Snow Empress ignored their bickering, and simply looked at Tang Chuan's mental projection, saying softly:
"You've reached level 99. From now on, you're getting closer and closer to becoming a god."
Tang Chuan nodded and said seriously:
"Only two more spirit rings are needed."
Snow Emperor said:
"Once you complete them, the eighth trial of Poseidon should be truly finished."
Tang Chuan gripped the Trident of Poseidon, his gaze gradually becoming serious.
After Tang San disappeared, he had always felt a vague unease. Now that he had reached the level of a demigod at level ninety-nine, that unease had not disappeared but had become even clearer. It was as if, on some distant continent that he could not perceive, a deathly aura of Rakshasa was being reborn.
After a moment of silence, he whispered:
"Tang San won't remain silent for long."
Snow Emperor said:
"So you have to be faster than him."
Tang Chuan slowly stood up.
The snow fell again, but it parted automatically when it came within three feet of him.
At this moment, he was no longer the level 98 Title Douluo who had just entered the far north.
It is a true level 99 demigod.
Meanwhile, in the realm of gods.
Forest of Life.
This place is completely different from the bloody and murderous atmosphere of the Asura Temple and the cold and eerie atmosphere of the Rakshasa Temple.
In the Forest of Life, ancient trees reach for the sky, flowers and grasses flourish, and clear streams flow through the woods, each leaf exuding a pure breath of life. Here, there seems to be no death, no strife, only eternal and gentle vitality.
The goddess of life stood under an ancient sacred tree and suddenly slowly opened her eyes.
Her gaze pierced through layers of divine mist, landing on the direction of the Douluo Continent in the lower realm.
In her eyes, a cyan-gold pillar of life light was rising from the far north.
That vitality was extremely pure, yet it was not simply gentle.
It combines the endless vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor, the healing power of the Nine-Heart Begonia, the collective life radiance of the Emerald Swan, the dragon-like life essence of the Azure Bull Python, the ocean essence of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, and the ice and snow of the far north.
This power, though not yet a god, has already begun to touch the rules of life.
A hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Goddess of Life.
"Blue Silver Emperor..."
"It's amazing that we've come this far."
She gently raised her hand, and Tang Chuan's blurry figure appeared in her palm.
White robes, Blue Silver Emperor, Sea God Trident, Snow Empress Martial Soul.
The goddess of life gazed at her for a long time, and a hint of gentleness gradually appeared in her eyes.
"They are not simply children who inherited the title of sea god."
"His path of life is almost out of his own divinity."
She whispered:
"If he is willing, he may not only be the god of the sea in the future."
Just then, from the other side of the divine realm, a faint, chilling killing intent of Asura emanated.
The area around the Rakshasa Temple remains unsettled.
The Asura God is investigating the Rakshasa God's interference in matters concerning the lower realms.
The goddess of life frowned slightly.
"The successor of the Rakshasa is not dead."
"The Son of Life is becoming God."
"It seems something truly big is about to happen in this lower realm."
She looked away, but left a very faint trace of attention on Tang Chuan.
That wasn't interference; it was more like a deity in charge of life taking a genuine interest in a mortal who had developed the way of life to its fullest extent.
……
at the same time.
On the other side of the distant ocean.
Sun and Moon Continent, Mingdu.
Unlike the cities in Douluo Continent that rely on city walls, soul masters, and sect intimidation, Mingdu is a massive imperial capital truly built up by soul tools.
The towering Soul Guidance Tower pierced the clouds, its tip constantly shimmering with a pale blue light.
On the city walls, rows of giant soul-guided cannons stood in neat rows, their dark muzzles pointed at the distant horizon. On both sides of the streets, soul-guided lamps burned day and night, soul-guided carriages shuttled back and forth, and small defensive soul-guided arrays even floated above the noble mansions.
The Soul Master civilization of the Sun Moon Empire is far more advanced than that of the Douluo Continent.
The Soul Masters here may not be stronger than those on Douluo Continent, but their use of Soul Tools has permeated every aspect of war, daily life, nobility, and the army.
On this day, outside the Mingdu Imperial Palace, a convoy from the western border slowly drove in.
At the very front was the black prince's carriage of the Third Prince, Xu Jingyuan.
Dozens of Western Border Soul Masters followed on both sides of the carriage.
At the very center of the procession, a soul-guided prisoner vehicle, covered by a thick black cloth, moved slowly forward.
Inside the prison cart, Tang San sat quietly.
His injuries have mostly healed.
The high-level healing soul tool from the Sun Moon Empire did indeed provide him with some assistance.
What truly restored his power were the death row inmates, traitors, and hostile spies secretly sent by Xu Jingyuan, as well as a batch of high-level soul beast corpses obtained from who-knows-where.
Those souls and flesh all became nourishment for Tang San to repair the Rakshasa Altar.
Although Tang San has not yet recovered to his peak and is far from truly achieving the Rakshasa Godhood, he is no longer in the near-death state he was when he first fell to the Sun Moon Continent.
His Rakshasa scythe was hidden in the shadows of the carriage.
A faint green light flickered.
Tang San peered through the gap in the black cloth at the completely unfamiliar yet extremely prosperous imperial capital outside, a sinister smile flashing in his eyes.
"Soul tool..."
"very good."
"Much more useful than Douluo Continent. If I could control this empire and combine these soul tools with my undead army..."
His eyes grew increasingly deep.
"Tang Chuan, Qian Renxue, Di Tian."
"Just wait and see."
"Next time I go back, I won't face you all alone."
As soon as Xu Jingyuan got out of the car in front of the main gate of the palace, he was stopped by a group of people.
Leading the group were several richly dressed princes, the eldest prince Xu Tianchen, who possessed a powerful martial soul talent, and behind him stood several royal retainers at the title Douluo level.
The Second Prince, Xu Mingxuan, possesses exceptional talent as a Soul Master. He wears a Level 7 Soul Master badge on his chest and is followed by a group of royal Soul Masters.
There were also several other princes and princesses, as well as many royal nobles.
They had obviously received word that Xu Jingyuan had suddenly returned to Mingdu from the Western Frontier.
The eldest prince, Xu Tianchen, was the first to sneer.
"Third brother, weren't you sent by Father to the western border to oversee the manufacture of weapons?"
"Without an imperial edict, who gave you permission to return to the Ming capital on your own?"
The Second Prince, Xu Mingxuan, also said calmly:
"The Western Territory Armory Testing Grounds have been experiencing abnormal resource consumption for several months. I was just about to send someone to investigate when you returned on your own."
His gaze swept over the group behind Xu Jingyuan, finally settling on the prison van covered by a black cloth.
"What's wrong?"
"What shady stuff did you bring back?"
Xu Jingyuan remained calm. In the past, if these brothers had questioned him in public, he might have had to endure it, explain himself, and find a way to avoid giving them any ammunition.
But things are different now.
He glanced at the prison van behind him.
His confidence comes from within.
The eldest prince's face darkened when he saw that Xu Jingyuan remained silent.
"Xu Jingyuan, are you deaf? I'm asking you a question!"
Xu Jingyuan said calmly:
"I have business to attend to in Mingdu."
The eldest prince sneered:
"What's up?"
"A good-for-nothing banished to the western border dares to put on airs in front of the palace gates?"
The second prince stared at the prison cart, his eyes slightly cold.
"Lift the black cloth."
Xu Jingyuan said:
"Second brother, I advise you not to."
The second prince smiled.
"You're trying to persuade me?"
He raised his hand and waved.
"Open it."
A Soul Master immediately stepped forward, his Soul Guide Blade glowing, and sliced open the black cloth.
The black cloth fell down.
The black-robed man inside the prison cart was revealed.
Tang San slowly raised his head.
That pale, cold face appeared before everyone's eyes.
The eldest prince frowned.
"Who is this?"
The second prince's eyes narrowed slightly.
"They don't seem like people from the Sun and Moon Empire."
A royal attendant's expression suddenly changed slightly.
"This person's aura is off."
Tang San slowly stood up. The prison cart was engraved with a large number of soul-sealing arrays, which should have been able to suppress the soul power surge of soul masters below the Title Douluo level.
But as Tang San stood up, those soul guidance array patterns went out one after another.
A deathly aura of eerie green emanated from beneath his feet.
The eldest prince's face darkened.
"Xu Jingyuan, how dare you bring a Soul Master of unknown origin into the palace?"
Xu Jingyuan said calmly:
"He is not a Soul Master of unknown origin."
"He is my honored guest."
The Second Prince said coldly:
"Take it down."
As soon as he finished speaking, several soul-guided guards simultaneously raised their soul-guided cannons.
A pale blue light rapidly condensed, and at the same time, the titled Douluo elder behind the First Prince also stepped forward, and nine spirit rings instantly rose up.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Although his spirit ring configuration was far inferior to that of the top experts in Douluo Continent, he was still considered a rare titled Douluo expert within the royal family of the Sun Moon Empire.
The worshipper said coldly:
"Kneel down."
Tang San suddenly smiled.
The laughter was very soft.
But it caused the surrounding temperature to drop instantly.
"Kneel down?"
"You dare to challenge me?"
The next moment, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe appeared in his hand.
There was no warning whatsoever.
A streak of eerie green scythe light swept out.
The titled Douluo elder's expression changed drastically, and he immediately released his Martial Soul True Body in an attempt to resist.
The Rakshasa Scythe is a divine weapon.
Even though Tang San has not fully recovered, he is not someone that an ordinary Title Douluo can withstand.
The sickle flashed.
The Martial Soul True Form was split in two.
The titled Douluo stood frozen in place, disbelief still lingering in his eyes. A moment later, his soul was forcibly extracted by the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, letting out a shrill scream as it was swallowed into the scythe's blade.
The entire room fell silent.
The eldest prince's face turned deathly pale instantly.
The second prince also subconsciously took a half step back.
"Level 8 Soul Guidance Shield!"
"fire!"
Boom boom boom!
Dozens of high-level soul-guided cannons lit up simultaneously in front of the palace gates.
Blue, red, and purple soul-guided beams bombarded Tang San from all directions.
These soul tools are quite powerful; if they are hit by concentrated fire, even a Title Douluo would be seriously injured.
But Tang San simply raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"Rakshasa Domain"
The purplish-black domain unfolded instantly. After all the soul-guided beams entered the domain, their speed suddenly slowed down, their light was eroded by death energy, and their power continuously diminished.
Tang San took a step forward, his figure transformed into black mist, and instantly disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared behind a Soul Master.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe gently hooked.
The soul master didn't even have time to scream before his soul was extracted.
Then came the second one.
The third.
the fourth.
Tang San moved like a ghost among the soul-guided cannon arrays. Those soul masters possessed sophisticated soul-guided devices, defensive shields, locking devices, and automatic attack arrays.
The problem is, they can't catch Tang San at all.
The Rakshasa Space flickers, the Death Domain encroaches, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe severs souls.
These methods were completely beyond the comprehension of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master system. An eighth-level Soul Master roared and activated the core magic array on his chest, releasing a layer of thick metal armor.
"Close Combat Lockdown Formation!"
Dozens of soul-guided chains popped out from the ground, attempting to bind Tang San.
Tang San gave a cold laugh.
"Playing with chains?"
With a swing of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, the eerie green death energy transformed into an even more terrifying soul lock, which instead entangled the soul guide chains and flowed upstream along the array patterns.
The eighth-level Soul Master's expression changed drastically.
"Oh no, the core has been contaminated!"
boom!
His soul-guided armor shattered on the spot.
Tang San grabbed his head and forcefully swallowed his spiritual power and soul into his palm.
In a short time, the area in front of the palace gates was littered with corpses.
The eldest prince finally panicked.
"Xu Jingyuan!"
"Are you crazy?"
"How dare you bring a monster back to Mingdu!" (End of Chapter)