Asura God Inheritance

After saying that, Huo Yuhao continued controlling the fusion of the two.

Wang Dong sat cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression, both hands tightly gripping the Clear Sky Hammer. Blood-red light intertwined with black light, and an intense intent to kill battered her mind.

Huo Yuhao looked worried.

Although he had found a way to restore Dong'er's soul after becoming a god, and Dong'er had also cultivated the method he improved to temper one's will and soul, her cultivation was ultimately still shallow. Her chances of successfully resisting the murderous intent erosion brought by the Asura God Power were only ninety-eight percent. More importantly, the process was inevitably painful.

Dong'er's brows were tightly furrowed. Her body trembled from time to time, and fine beads of cold sweat emerged on her smooth forehead before sliding down her fair skin.

After a long while, as the Asura Sacred Sword fully fused with her, a blood-red pattern appeared on her forehead.

Success!

Huo Yuhao let out a long breath.

Wang Dong opened her eyes. A flash of blood-red passed through them before delight appeared on her face.

"Yuhao, I succeeded! And a voice directly appeared in my mind. It said I had already passed the eighth trial, and now I only need to pass the ninth trial to inherit the divine throne."

Smiling, Huo Yuhao pinched the girl's cheek.

At the same time, in the God Realm, within the Asura God Temple.

The Asura God, clad in blood-red armor, suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead in confusion.

The last time he had nearly allowed the God of Evil to discover his plan, and after being warned, he had remained quiet for some time.

Yet just now, he had clearly sensed that the inheritance he had left in the lower realm