"Close your eyes! Feel it carefully!" Kelder said reluctantly with a dark face.
Still close your eyes, isn't this a birthday gift?
Madara thought silently, then closed his eyes, and was sucked into that familiar space again for a moment.
Still in the familiar cave, the blood-colored crystal on the throne had now transformed into a blurry figure.
"Later, you successfully passed the Heart's Trial I arranged! You did not become the Asura controlled by the heart of killing!" The voice without fluctuations echoed in the empty valley.
"Are you the so-called Asura God?" Madara was fearless and stared straight at the figure holding a long sword on the throne. However, no matter how he perceived it, it was all blurry and he could not see the person's appearance clearly.
"That's right! I am Asura God! Why don't you kneel down when you see the gods?" The figure nodded slightly and admitted his identity generously, but instead questioned Banlai.
"God? Haha!" Madara looked up and down at this so-called Asura God unscrupulously, like a blasphemous villain.
"You don't seem to be afraid of me at all? You don't care about my identity as a god!" Asura God wore a blood-colored hood, with only a pair of ruby-like eyes shining brightly.
"God! It's just a more powerful creature! It's stronger than me, so how can it be respected by me?" Madara said such shocking words openly.
As soon as he said these words, Madara suddenly felt that the air around him became thicker, and he was like a fish frozen in the ice, being firmly suppressed by the opponent's momentum. You must know that even for Tang Hao, it is not easy to suppress Madara with just his own momentum.
Is such a powerful force already so powerful just from the breath?
The powerful momentum made Madara's body bow slightly, as if he was carrying a heavy stone on his back.
But could Madara give in so easily? Unless it's death!
Madara is like a spring, the more you press him, the stronger he rebounds. Madara just clenched his teeth and stared at the arrogant figure on the throne, straightening his spine bit by bit.
"Isn't being powerful enough to earn your respect?" Asura God tapped his fingers on the armrest rhythmically, leaning his body slightly, and even though he was covered up by the weather, he still showed an interesting expression.
"Not enough! Because sooner or later I will become stronger than you!" Madara shook his head, his brows exuding strong self-confidence, which could even be said to be arrogant.
Madara is only level 50 now. The god in front of him wants to crush him to death as easily as crushing an ant to death, but Madara is fearless.
If you are afraid of even the phantom of a god and kneel down now, how can you fight or even kill him in front of the real one in the future?
"You are indeed an interesting junior. I admire your spirit very much! I hope you can keep it up!" Asura God was not angry but happy, and looked at Madara deeply with appreciation.
At this moment, Madara really entered the Dharma Eyes of Asura God. It is not that there are no people on this continent who are qualified to inherit the divine throne, but the true inheritance is indeed unprecedented in ancient times and modern times.
It is because they knelt down and became so-called servants of God! He has lost his qualifications to compete with the gods forever! After kneeling down, the so-called anger can no longer stand up!
Now that I have knelt down, even if I become a god in the future, will I still have to bow down before an equal god?
"Then, accept my gift!" Asura God let go of the divine sword in his hand, raised his hand and shot two streams of light into Madara's body before he could react.
"This feeling is, Soul Ring?" After the two streams of light were injected into his body, Madara suddenly felt a familiar feeling.
Madara immediately sat down cross-legged without hesitation, and began to refine the Soul Ring contained in the two streams of Asura God.
Although this force was said to be violent, it seemed to Ban that it was relatively easy to tame after experiencing strong winds and waves. It took almost no effort to tame all the surges of Soul Power.
When Madara opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a bloody lightning flashing in his eyes, looking extremely magical.
Five Soul Rings of yellow, purple, black and black complement each other and float slowly around Madara.
"You have absorbed this Soul Ring now! The remaining one is already in your body! When you reach level 60, it will appear automatically!" Asura God continued.
"Is this God-Bestowed Spirit Ring?" Madara thought to himself, feeling no different from the ordinary Soul Ring.
"Little guy! My God-Bestowed Spirit Ring is different from theirs! You will know when you kill the first Titled Douluo!" Asura God's deep and hoarse voice sounded again, as if he was very dissatisfied with Madara for underestimating him.
Pretending to be mysterious!
Before Madara could even open his mouth, the shadow of Asura God had become extremely illusory.
"Little guy! Go get my inheritance! You have the qualifications!"
Madara suddenly opened his eyes, feeling like it was a dream just now, but the newly added fifth pure black Soul Ring behind his back told him that it was not a dream.
"It's thirty thousand years old! Not bad, not bad!" Kelder, the old man, said with a smile.
"Now that I have passed the so-called Heart's Trial, tell me where the real place of trial is?" Madara asked impatiently, looking at this old man who looked serious but was actually wretched.
"Hey! Are you so anxious?" Kelder asked knowingly, eyes narrowed like a fox.
"I just think the game you set up is really interesting! I haven't had so much fun playing it for a long time!" Madara showed a knowing smile, but in Kelder's eyes, it was extremely ironic.
I have worked so hard to set up such a serious trial of God, but you actually call it a game!
"It's City of Slaughter! Get out of here now, I don't want to see you again!" Kelder was immediately furious, like a cat with fried fur, and drove Ban away without hesitation.
When Madara realized what he was doing, he was already outside the cave. He had to admit that although Kelder wasn't very good at fighting, he was still very good at some other methods.
"But, where is City of Slaughter? He didn't seem to tell me!" Madara rubbed his chin, thinking about this question carefully.
"That's all! Go ask Shui Yue'er and the others! After all, they are from a university, so they should know all of this!" Madara thought with a headache. He couldn't help but lack a lot of common sense because he was not from a major.
"Now, it's time to pick up my good apprentice!" Madara looked up and found that in less than a day, he had already found Soul Ring that suited him, and even Sixth Soul Ring was found, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.