Choose Your Own Level One God Seat, Still Rakshasa?!

Extreme North, Great Wall Academy.

Su Han looked at the excited Kai and Baili Shouyue, feeling somewhat helpless.

Why were the King's Heroes he had summoned all such battle maniacs?

"Let me see that wisp of Divine Charm."

Kai guided the wisp of golden-glowing matter before Su Han, who reached out and grabbed it directly.

A scorching power erupted within Su Han. He sensed that his martial souls, the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and Golden Crow Di Jun, were rejecting that wisp of Divine Charm.

"Low-grade energy?"

Su Han found his martial souls' meaning rather amusing.

He had already determined the use of that Divine Charm. It could allow gods in the God Realm to increase their strength. Roughly ten wisps could directly elevate a Level Two God into a Level One God. Such a reward was incomparably generous for Titled Douluo.

"You can absorb that Divine Charm directly. It should raise your Soul Power by one level, though I don't know whether it has any other effects."

"Yes, Dean."

After Kai, Baili Shouyue, and Zhuge Liang left, Yang Yuhuan curiously asked Su Han,

"Dean, are you going to become a god?"

"The gods of this world are too weak."

Su Han was not being arrogant. If he had wanted to become a god of the Douluo God Realm, he could have done so three years ago. But just as Di Jun had rejected that wisp of Divine Charm earlier—

Neither the Blade of Gods and Demons nor Golden Crow Di Jun wanted Su Han to become this kind of god.

"Dean."

As a mature woman's voice rang out, Yang Yuhuan immediately brightened.

"Big Sister Empress is here."

"Zetian, you're here. What is it?"

Wu Zetian walked in and raised her eyes toward Yang Yuhuan, who was pressed close to Su Han's side. She teased,

"What, Yuhuan is allowed to come, but I'm not?"

Spirit City,

Qian Daoliu had Thousand Jun Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo guard Golden Crocodile while he looked toward Bibi Dong.

"Pope, isn't it inappropriate to act without authorization?"

"Great Enshrined, are you going to allow every petty figure from every force to come and go from Spirit City as they please? Is the Angel God placed here for people to admire at will?"

Bibi Dong's tone carried anger. Qian Daoliu sharply noticed the blackish-purple aura emanating from her body.

[Bibi Dong, Twin Martial Souls. She can strengthen her condensed Soul Power through devouring, and she has been chosen by the Rakshasa God. Her Divine Trial is already more than halfway complete. Her talent and strength are formidable, but unfortunately, her temperament is lacking.]

[Reward: All Soul Ring Year Limits increased by five thousand years; one hundred-thousand-year Left Arm Soul Bone; one additional replacement chance for a self-selected Level One God Seat.]

Rakshasa God Trial?

A self-selected Level One God Seat?

Were these things that ordinary Soul Masters like them could even hear about?

For a time, the entire continent erupted into frenzy.

So gods truly existed in this world!

Within Spirit City,

Qian Daoliu's expression was complicated. Looking at the dense evil aura around Bibi Dong, he only found it ironic.

Spirit Hall had inherited the Angel God's legacy, yet its current Pope was the Rakshasa God's inheritor.

Bibi Dong's expression stiffened. She had not expected the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking to expose her greatest secret so directly.

"A golden-scaled creature is never meant to remain in a pond; once it meets wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon!"

The golden light around Golden Crocodile Douluo dispersed. The ferocious giant crocodile dozens of meters long actually retracted its limbs and transformed into the shape of a dragon.

To outsiders, it looked exactly like a golden Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but its aura was far beyond anything a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon could ever reach.

"Second Worship!"

Mighty Lion Douluo cried out in shock. Both possessed Beast Martial Souls, but the feeling Golden Crocodile Douluo gave him now was completely different from before.

"Hahahaha!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed triumphantly. The transformation of his martial soul bloodline seemed to have made his entire body younger.

Heaven Dou Empire, imperial city.

Qian Renxue sat upright upon the imperial throne. She had already dealt with Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng, and Marshal Ge Long had also been urgently summoned back to Heaven Dou City.

Yet the person announced by the Golden Ranking darkened her mood.

"That woman was actually chosen by a god."

Still, the name Rakshasa God and the reward of selecting a Level One God Seat made Qian Renxue quite curious.

What would she choose?

Clear Sky Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Star Luo Royal Family.

After hearing the Golden Ranking's announcement concerning god seats, all the major powers of Douluo Continent fell into immense shock.

They had all believed that becoming a god at level one hundred was merely an illusory rumor. Yet now, the Golden Ranking told them that Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, had already received the Rakshasa God's inheritance.

The Golden Ranking's reward even allowed her to select a Level One God Seat, though they did not understand what a Level One God Seat truly meant.

Within the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao looked helplessly toward the sky when the Second Elder beside him spoke as if he had suddenly realized something.

"I was wondering why we haven't heard from Great Uncle for so many years. Great Uncle must have already become a god! His god seat must definitely be even higher than that Spirit Hall Pope's Level One God Seat!"

After the Second Elder voiced this speculation, the Clear Sky Sect once again entered its classic self-indulgent phase.

One after another, they imagined what kind of god seat Tang Chen, the legendary patriarch of the Clear Sky Sect, ought to receive.

Naturally, without exception, they all imagined him crushing both the Angel God worshipped by Spirit Hall's enshrined and the Rakshasa God who had chosen Bibi Dong.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan,

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian both remained silent. They had always regarded the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon as their highest glory, yet now they felt that their martial souls seemed somewhat outdated.

"Say, if we inherited a god seat, what god would it be? The Dragon God or the Thunder God?"

Yu Yuanzhen spoke dreamily, and Yu Luomian fell into fantasy along with him.

They suddenly realized that amid the shifting structure at the pinnacle of the continent's strongest forces, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan did not even count as a significant chess piece.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had likewise fallen silent. After refusing contact from disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect, Ning Fengzhi chose to place his bet on his disciple, Xue Qinghe.

As for Great Wall Academy, Ning Fengzhi's final concern was whether the power of mighty Soul Masters could truly resist an empire.

Spirit Hall, Papal Palace.

"A self-selected Level One God Seat."

Bibi Dong murmured as her will was constantly eroded by the Rakshasa God.

"I choose..."

"Urgh..."

"Rakshasa God."

Her purple eyes turned pitch-black, and the Rakshasa God Trial, which had originally been halfway complete, instantly leaped to the final trial.

Her Level 99 Limit Douluo combat power also dropped to Level 98 in an instant.

"Rakshasa Nine Trials, Ninth Trial activated: Under combat power restrictions, kill a Level 99 Limit Douluo!"

If Su Han had learned the contents of Bibi Dong's current Divine Trial, he would certainly have suspected the Golden Ranking.

After Bibi Dong still chose the Rakshasa God among the self-selected Level One God Seats, her Divine Trial had also changed.

Just as she gradually descended into madness, the Golden Ranking in midair began announcing the next person.

[Seventh place on the Golden Ranking of Supreme Combat Power: Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu!]