"Finally, I have some power to protect myself on the road!" Madara slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, like a white arrow of air that he exhaled for a full foot before slowly disappearing.
Although Madara was said to be able to use Susanoo before, it was not without burden. Even with Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, the huge consumption of Soul Power simply relying on his eyes would still be too much for him.
In Madara's own view, Soul Ring is a window for his Soul Skill to input Soul Power. Previously, when opening Susanoo, Madara could only rely on his own Sharingan as a valve to output Soul Power, which would undoubtedly put a huge burden on his eyes.
However, after turning Susanoo into Martial Soul Avatar, the newly added Seventh Soul Ring can take on the task of providing Soul Power for Susanoo, which undoubtedly greatly reduced Madara's effort.
"Let's go! Let me see what else is waiting for me behind!" Madara slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, his tone filled with confidence.
"Boy! Don't underestimate the enemy in this next test! You might die!" Kelder frowned when he saw Madara, who had become arrogant, and couldn't help but remind him.
"Do you think there is any test along the way that will not lead to death?" Madara glanced at him lightly and sneered.
It seems to be true!
Kelder hesitated for a moment, as if he had discovered the various tests along the way, and it seemed that he would die if he was not careful. It was just because Madara was so strong and so impressive that she subconsciously ignored it.
"Let's go!" Madara was walking in front and felt that Kelder behind him was deep in thought and did not follow, so he turned around and raised his chin to indicate.
"Why do I feel like I have forgotten something?" Madara subconsciously rubbed his chin as he continued to move forward, always feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something.
And at the stairs in front of the square where Madara passed, the huge Three-Headed Bat King was still waiting there eagerly.
"Is this the next test?" Madara, who was advancing, finally stopped and looked up at the exit that had changed from a coin-sized light spot to a chimney. Then he looked at the obstacle in front of him and asked in a deep voice. Although it was a question, his tone was extremely affirmative.
There is no road in front of Madara. To be precise, it is a pool of blood that is the same as the boiling blood water at the bottom of the tower. Even if it is far away, you can feel that it is filled with murderous intent and evil aura.
It was obviously just ordinary blood, but on the water surface of the blood pool, it occasionally boiled and splashed into various shapes, including birds, beasts, and yaksha demons. They let out a series of unwilling roars, and then turned into a pool of blood and merged into the blood pool.
"Go! This is the final test! If you were a reserve before, you can officially be called the inheritor of Asura God after passing here!" Kelder looked at the blood pool in silence for a long time, and slowly pushed Madara behind his back.
"Can you tell me what this blood is?" Sharingan, who turned on Madara, had noticed the strangeness of the blood and couldn't help but ask.
"This is Divine Blood. It was collected from the blood of other gods who were killed by Asura God in the war of gods!" Kelder did not mean to hide anything. It was obviously the calmest tone, but he said the most frightening words.
Gods, they are existences that look down on all living beings from high above, but who would have thought that they would also die when they died, and they would even be killed and their blood would be collected together for mortals to trample and bathe in.
"As expected of Asura God, it suits my taste!" Madara smiled, so rebellious and arrogant. After speaking with great pride, he raised his feet and walked towards the blood pool step by step.
Kelder looked at Madara's back with great worry. He had seen countless mortals taking part in the assessment, but there had never been any one who could make him feel qualified and brave enough to carry the Asura God position.
Only Madara in front of him seemed to disregard everything. He was arrogant and domineering, just like the main god Asura God he followed back then.
Hope you can succeed! spot!
The blood pool is not vertical to the bottom like a swimming pool, but has steps slowly extending downward, so that those who participate in the trial can slowly adapt and avoid dying directly.
Hiss! Hiss!
As soon as one of Madara's feet stepped in, it felt like he had stepped into concentrated sulfuric acid, making a corrosive hissing sound, and a heartbreaking tingling sensation spread from his feet to Madara's brain.
"It's really strong!" Madara felt as if his feet were being gnawed by millions of ants, and he couldn't help but gasped.
However, just wanting to stop Madara would be a big mistake! His family descendant Obito once proved to him that pain can also be the source of strength.
Then let these pains come more intensely! Madara's heart screamed with all his strength.
So what if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead? Even if thousands of people block me, I can still go!
The excruciating feeling like being bitten by a swarm of ants could not stop Uchiha Madara, whose will was stronger than steel, from stepping forward step by step without stopping.
But as half of Madara's body had penetrated into the blood pool, it seemed that the sleeping evil spirit in the blood pool had been awakened. There were faint fish-like things swimming under the water, and each one swam towards Madara at an extremely fast speed.
As if something was burning into Madara's soul, there was a piece of flesh on his thigh that was more uncomfortable than being pricked by thousands of needles at the same time. He couldn't help but reach out and fish it out. He grabbed a blood fish with a terrifying human face, and then turned into a pool of blood. It slipped from Madara's fingers and fell into the blood pool, and then regrouped into a lifelike blood fish and continued to attack Madara.
"If it were just you, you wouldn't be qualified to stop me!" Madara pulled out the scythe and War Fan that had been immersed in it from behind. After being washed by Divine Blood, War Fan seemed to have undergone a completely different transformation and was coated with a layer of blood. However, the scythe made by ordinary Iron Essence was corroded into a pile of scrap metal.
"Get out of here!" Madara inserted War Fan into the hole pool and stirred it, repelling their attacks one after another, but still did not give up moving forward. Every step he took would cost him an extremely heavy price.
I don't know how long it took, but Madara's head was already covered in blood, with only a few bubbles popping up and then no movement.
This made Kelder, who was watching on the sidelines, feel his heart sinking as time went by, until...
As if there was an explosion in the blood pool, countless amounts of blood were stirred up and some were even thrown directly down the stairs. Almost all of Madara's clothes were corroded, and like a bloodthirsty Ferocious Beast, he slowly opened his eyes.
The moment Madara opened his eyes, an endless wave of blood energy swept around him with him as the center. The blood fish that originally wanted to get closer turned into the most ordinary blood water and merged into the blood pool again under the influence of this force.
How terrifying that aura is. Even outside of the dense blood, it still makes people tremble with fear. The temperature of the entire space drops rapidly in an instant. Any creature in it will be frightened by it, as if it has encountered the ultimate creature at the top of the food chain, and the strength it exerts is beyond compare.
This is Madara's Divine Slaughter's Domain!