God's Descent Upon Slaughter, Rakshasa Finally Achieved

City of Slaughter, a dark red sky hung low, like congealed blood. Golden Crocodile Douluo stood suspended in mid-air, his body radiating golden light, like a deity descended to earth, utterly out of place in this land of sin. In his hand, he gripped an ancient token, neither gold nor wood, inscribed with complex runes, emanating an aura of righteous peace and the ability to ward off all evil— the Federation's treasured artifact, the [Biyi Token].

"Hmph, you cowardly rat hiding in your shell, do you think you're safe?" Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered, pouring his immense Soul Power into the Biyi Token. The token immediately shone brightly, and a gentle yet authoritative beam of light shot out like a sharp sword towards the blood-red light shield that enveloped the City of Slaughter!

Buzz--!

When the beam of light came into contact with the blood shield, there was no earth-shattering explosion. Instead, it was like boiling water being poured onto snow; the surface of the blood shield rippled violently, emitting a sizzling sound of corrosion, and the light dimmed noticeably! The Biyi Token is specifically designed to counter all kinds of evil spirit barriers and rule barriers!

However, just when Golden Crocodile Douluo thought he could easily break through the light barrier, a sudden change occurred! Deep within the City of Slaughter, a cold, vast, and terrifying Divine Sense filled with endless slaughter and judgment, like a ferocious Ferocious Beast that had slumbered for countless ages, suddenly awakened!

Buzzing--!

The entire City of Slaughter trembled violently! The blood-red light shield seemed to be infused with Life, its dark red light flowing wildly, and countless hideous demons and twisted vengeful ghosts appeared and roared on the surface of the shield! A power of rules far beyond mortal comprehension was activated and strengthened! The pillar of light from the Biyi Token was actually forcibly stopped, and the rate of erosion dropped sharply!

"The rules manifest autonomously?" Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils contracted, his expression turning solemn. This was definitely not the power of the City of Slaughter itself, but rather a supreme being activating the endless rules of slaughter accumulated here for defense! It was the Asura God! He had indeed intervened!

"As expected, given the current state of the Federation, how could such a powerful Fallen One appear out of nowhere without the intervention of God Level force, and without any prior warning before he made his move!" Golden Crocodile Douluo cursed inwardly.

He felt a chill run down his spine, immediately realizing that the matter was beyond his control. Fortunately, before coming, he had already reported in detail, via the Soul Guidance Communicator, the Elephant Armor City massacre, Tang San's fall from grace and his strength, and his escape into the City of Slaughter. In the report, he specifically pointed out that this matter was very likely to involve God Level power and requested the attention of the God Level beings stationed in the Federation.

"With all of you watching over me, what do I have to fear!" Golden Crocodile Douluo steeled his heart, suppressing his worries. He refused to believe that the Federation's gods would sit idly by and watch an Evil Soul Master had wantonly slaughtered thousands of people become a god! He took a deep breath, concentrating all his Cultivation Level into his fist, and the Golden Crocodile phantom behind him roared to the sky!

He held nothing back, unleashing a torrent of Soul Power. Behind him, a gigantic golden crocodile phantom roared to the sky, merging with the light of the Biyi Token! "Ninth Soul Skill! Golden Crocodile Devours Heaven!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A golden beam of light, ten times thicker and a hundred times more condensed than before, like a spear of the gods, relentlessly bombarded the crimson light shield! Each strike caused the shield to distort violently, cracks spreading, yet it was rapidly repaired by the flow of the power of the rules! The entire outer perimeter of the City of Slaughter shook violently, and space trembled!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was like a tireless war god, each strike stronger than the last! He knew that the energy of this light shield was not inexhaustible; what supported its operation was the foundation accumulated by the City of Slaughter thousands of years, as well as the rules invoked by the Asura Divine Sense. As long as the power was strong enough and the attack was fierce enough, its energy could be exhausted!

One day, two days, three days!

Golden Crocodile Douluo attacked relentlessly, without rest. The light of the crimson shield thinned at a visible speed, and the phantoms of evil spirits and vengeful ghosts on it became increasingly faint. The speed of repair could not keep up with the speed of destruction. Within the City of Slaughter, the faint sounds of collapse caused by excessive energy extraction and the terrified screams of the Fallen One could be heard.

Finally, at dusk on the third day—

Click... Click...

Like shattered glass, the crimson light shield could no longer withstand the force, becoming covered in spiderweb-like cracks. Finally, with a mournful cry, it exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into countless crimson specks of light that vanished into the void!

The barrier has been breached!

However, at the very moment the light barrier shattered, a chilling, evil, yet boundless God Level aura erupted like a geyser from the deepest part of Hell Road in the City of City of Slaughter! Stirring up the Wind and Clouds, it made the powerful figures throughout the Douluo Continent tremble!

A dark purple beam of light connected heaven and earth. Within the beam, a figure could be vaguely seen undergoing some kind of terrifying transformation, intertwined with the wails of countless vengeful spirits, the intent to kill, and the evil power of Rakshasa!

"Damn it, it's too late!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed. He could sense that Tang San's Ninth Trial of the Rakshasa Spirit Trial had already begun and was nearing its end! That aura of becoming a god was gathering!

He moved swiftly, about to rush into the City of Slaughter and interrupt this blasphemous ceremony of becoming a god!

"Golden Crocodile, stop."

A calm yet supremely majestic voice rang out. The space rippled slightly, and five figures silently appeared before Golden Crocodile Douluo. It was Yu Yuanchen, Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, Ye Zhilan, and Bo Saixi! Five Human Race Spirit-level Expert had arrived together!

"Lord Yuanchen! Lord Angel! All lords!" Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly bowed, feeling somewhat relieved.

Yu Yuanchen nodded slightly, his gaze piercing through the void as he looked towards the source of the dark purple pillar of light, as if meeting the gaze of some unseen being. He spoke softly, yet his voice clearly resonated in all directions, reaching even the ears of the Divine Sense in the darkness:

"Asura, now that you have descended with your Divine Sense, why hide your true colors? Tang San has slaughtered living beings, cultivated evil arts, and fallen into demonic ways. He has violated the ironclad laws of our Federation and deserves to be judged. He is currently at a crucial moment in his Divine Examination and is protected by the rules of the Divine Realm. We will not interfere."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone turning cold and unequivocal. "However, the Divine Examination will eventually end. Once he achieves the Rakshasa God Position, the protection rules will naturally be lifted. At that time, this fiend's hands will be stained with blood, his sins will be heinous, and our Federation will bring him to justice to set things right! Don't think that achieving God Position will allow you to escape the law!"

Qian Daoliu spoke in a majestic voice, "Asura God King, you wield the power of slaughter and judgment, you should know that good and evil are rewarded accordingly. How can this child, with his character, be fit for God Position? Has the Divine Realm fallen so low that even such evil and heretical beings can become gods?"

Tang Chen sneered, "Asura God King, if you insist on protecting this fiend, even if you are God King, we will not hesitate to fight!"

Although Ye Zhilan and Bo Saixi did not speak, the natural and oceanic Divine Power flowing around them made their stance clear.

In the void, a cold, indifferent, yet supremely majestic will slowly swept across. It was the will of the Asura God King. He did not appear directly, but everyone could feel the pressure that surpassed all living beings.

Faced with the reasoned and persuasive questioning from Yu Yuanchen and others, especially their pointing out the undeniable facts that Tang San had "killed living beings" and "fallen into demonic ways," even the Asura God King was speechless for a moment.

Choosing Tang San was a risky move from the start. He valued Tang San's special destiny as someone from another world, but as for Tang San's character... he could have slowly "molded" him with absolute power and control.

But now that the matter has been exposed and the other party has seized on it, it would be unbecoming of God King to forcibly protect him, and his position would be untenable.

Moreover, the Federation isn't just comprised of a few God Level bound by the rules of the Divine Realm! Those new gods who condensed their own divine Divine Spark but weren't recognized by the Divine Realm and thus didn't Divine Realm Divine Realm are exempt from these rules! This is the real trump card! (They're restricted by the Divine Realm's rules because both sides have God King Level; otherwise, it wouldn't matter.)

After a long silence, the cold thought slowly faded away, as if it had already anticipated Yu Yuanchen's words. During the Divine Examination, he ensured Tang San's safety, but after becoming a god, life or death would depend on one's own abilities.

This was the limit that the Asura God King could achieve within the rules. He also wanted to see if this pawn he had chosen could carve out a bloody path out of a desperate situation after becoming a god. If all else failed, he could intervene again.

Above the void, Yu Yuanchen looked in the direction where the Asura Divine Sense had retreated, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, as he made his own plans.

Although he had planted a hidden hand on Tang San long ago, a hand hidden deep within Tang San's Divine Soul, this hand was ultimately just a backup plan in case of emergency. He never intended to place all his hopes of defeating the Asura God on this unstable piece.

Moreover, Yu Yuanchen's insistence on waiting until Tang San achieved the Rakshasa God Position before launching an attack, rather than killing him prematurely, stemmed from deeper considerations.

If the matter had been resolved before Tang San inherited the God Position, the Asura God would have only lost an undeveloped pawn. With the resources of God King, he could have easily found another alternative or expended some effort to cultivate a new successor from scratch. After all, while the Asura God had invested a lot before the pawn truly reached God Level, he hadn't gone to extreme lengths and was fully qualified to start over.

If Tang San is killed today, the Asura God might bring out Li San or Zhang San tomorrow. One after another, unknown successors will appear. The Federation can't possibly spend its energy investigating and killing them every time. There's no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days.

It would be better to let Tang San become a god, and wait until his connection with the Asura God is completely deepened. When the Asura God wants to withdraw his investment, it will be too late, and he will have no choice but to go all the way down the wrong path. Then, we can take action to settle accounts with him. This move is not only to kill Tang San, but also to force the Asura God King to personally intervene, leaving him no chance to make any arrangements at his own pace!

Within the City of Slaughter, at the end of Hell Road, the Blood Pool has dried up to its bottom.

Tang San hovered in mid-air, his body completely enveloped in dark purple Rakshasa Divine Power. His Ninth Trial of the Rakshasa Spirit Trial was undergoing its final stage—[Myriad Evils Return to Origin, Rakshasa True Body].

This was not a simple infusion of power, but an extreme interrogation and distortion of the soul. His consciousness was pulled into an illusion constructed of endless sin and negative emotions.

He saw the faces of countless members of the Huyan Family and Tuoba Family who had died tragically, howling in a sea of blood, cursing him to never be reincarnated. Their resentment was like poisonous needles, piercing his soul.

He saw Xiao Wu's resolute yet tragic smile as she sacrificed herself, but the next moment, the smile twisted, transforming into disappointment and disgust at his downfall. "Brother, you've ultimately... become the very thing I hate most..."

He saw his mother Tang Miao's blurry figure, her eyes filled with tears, as if questioning, "Mistress, is this what you wanted? Paving your way with the blood of so many people?"

He even saw Tuoba Xi, the "father" who had shown him some tenderness in his childhood, now transformed into a vengeful ghost seeking death.

The remnants of countless Fallen One souls he devoured were also mixed in, shrieking as they tried to drag him into eternal darkness as well.

"No! I did nothing wrong!" Tang San roared in the illusion, his face contorted with rage. "This world has wronged me! You betrayed me first! The strong prey on the weak, the victor is king and the loser is villain! I want power! I want revenge! Those who stand in my way, die!"

Rakshasa's evil thoughts were like the sweetest poison, nourishing the darkness within him, devouring and transforming his guilt, unease, and wavering into a deeper resentment and bloodlust. "Yes! That's it! Hate! Kill! Only absolute power can rule everything! Goodness? Mercy? Those are the excuses of the weak!"

He actively embraced those negative emotions, transforming them into his own strength. His Divine Soul was burned and reshaped in the flames of sin, becoming colder, harder, and filled with the evil of the Rakshasa. His understanding of the true meaning of "evil," "slaughter," "betrayal," and "curse" symbolized by the Rakshasa God Position deepened, and his affinity with it skyrocketed!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the illusion reached its peak, all the sinful illusions, like rivers flowing into the sea, surged into the depths of Tang San's Divine Soul, merging completely with him in that instant—

Buzz!

The dark purple beam of light contracted and completely disappeared into Tang San's body! He suddenly opened his eyes, which were no longer human pupils, but two burning dark purple Evil Fire!

A Divine Might that transcended the mortal realm swept out like a storm! In the sky, faint, malevolent runes of law appeared, celebrating the birth of a new god!

Rakshasa God, Tang San, accomplished!

God Position, First-level Deity! Theoretically, his Divine Power is vast and boundless, enough to unleash world-destroying might!

"Hahaha... Hahaha! I succeeded! I became a god! I am the Rakshasa God!" Tang San felt the earth-shattering power within him and couldn't help but laugh wildly, his voice shaking the surrounding area!

Although this power was somewhat difficult to control, and his unstable foundation meant that his actual combat strength was only roughly equivalent to a strong Second-level Deity, God Level was still God Level! He felt stronger than ever before! (In the setting of this book, even a newly ascended First-level God can, under normal circumstances, unleash a portion of the power of First-level God through the aid of their God Position.)

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin... and the Federation! You wait, I..." Tang San was full of pride and had already begun planning his revenge feast after becoming a god.

Before he could finish his boast, a calm yet undeniably powerful voice rang in his ears and echoed City of Slaughter:

"Tang San, your crimes are heinous, and today you shall be judged."

Before the words were even finished, a silver figure appeared in the sky above the City of Slaughter as if tearing through space, facing off against Tang San, who had just become a god and was now filled with evil aura.

The newcomer was tall and imposing, with silver hair and purple eyes. His handsome appearance was almost otherworldly. There were no particularly strong energy fluctuations around him, yet he seemed to be one with the entire world, exuding a wondrous Daoist charm of harmony, freedom, and the unity of all things. It was none other than Yu Tianquan!

More than a decade has passed, and the boy from back then has grown into a true young powerhouse. His aura is as deep as the sea. Although he has only just entered the God Level (condensing his own Divine Spark, with Cultivation Level equivalent to Divine Official, around level 104), and his aura is weaker than Tang San's, who has the Rakshasa God Position, he gives people the feeling that he is slightly more dangerous than Tang San!

"Yu! Tian! Quan!" Tang San saw the newcomer, this being he could only look up to in the past. One was a Golden Dragon, the other a Silver Dragon, yet the difference was like heaven and earth. Remembering that he had already become a god and surpassed him in strength, Tang San's eyes blazed with Evil Fire. He sneered, "It's you! Good, good! I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my doorstep! Perfect, I'll use you to test my blade and sacrifice for my God Position!"

Without any preamble, the battle erupted instantly!

"Rakshasa Domain! Open!" Tang San shouted, and the dark purple evil light instantly expanded, covering an area of several miles! Within the domain, all living beings withered, vengeful spirits howled, and the power of evil curses penetrated everywhere, frantically eroding the minds and Soul Power of living beings!

"Silver Dragon Myriad Laws Domain, appear!" Yu Tianquan Tianquan's expression remained unchanged as he simply took a step forward. In an instant, centered on him, frost, lightning, fire, breeze, vegetation... all kinds of Elemental Energy in the world seemed to be summoned by a king, joyfully converging to form a strange, colorful, yet harmoniously coexisting domain!

The Silver Dragon Myriad Laws Domain! It's not about forcibly suppressing or rejecting, but rather guiding and controlling! The evil corrosive power of the Rakshasa Domain enters the Silver Dragon Myriad Laws Domain, but is slowly decomposed and assimilated by the ever-flowing Elemental Energy, greatly reducing its power!

When realms collide, the superiority is immediately apparent! Yu Tianquan's Myriad Laws Realm is clearly superior in terms of "quality" and "Tao"!

"Die!" Tang San was both shocked and furious. Wielding the fully-formed Rakshasa Demon Scythe, he unleashed a powerful slash! The dark purple scythe light tore through the sky, carrying an evil divine Divine Power that corroded Divine Soul and cursed eternity, aimed directly at Yu Tianquan! This was God Level power!

Yu Tianquan's gaze was calm as a silver spear, its shaft wreathed in chaotic energy, appeared in his hand—his natal divine weapon, the Myriad Laws Dragon Spear! He didn't use any fancy Soul Skill, but simply thrust the spear out!

As the spear is drawn, ice and lightning follow, wind and fire aid it! What appears to be a simple thrust contains a unique combat technique he developed after traveling through various realms and comprehending all laws—[Myriad Laws Return to Origin]! With a single thrust, he draws upon the power of all laws of heaven and earth, simplifying complexity and pointing directly to the source!

Boom!

Spear and scythe clashed! There was no energy explosion as expected. The terrifying Rakshasa Divine Power was actually dissipated and decomposed layer by layer by the chaotic energy and myriad laws flowing on the Myriad Laws Dragon Spear! Yu Tianquan swayed slightly, but then steadied himself. Tang San, however, was shaken by the spear that contained the power of heaven and earth, causing his Blood Essence to surge and him to take half a step back!

"How is this possible?!" Tang San exclaimed in disbelief. He was a god! First-level Deity! Even if he could only unleash the power of Second-level Deity, he should have been able to crush a mere kid who had just become a god!

"Die!" he roared, wielding the fully-formed Rakshasa Demon Scythe. His figure transformed into a dark purple streak of light, instantly rushing towards Yu Tianquan. The scythe blade, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through space, slashed down fiercely!

Where the scythe blade passed, dark purple scythe light shot into the sky, containing the Rakshasa Divine Power that corrodes the Divine Soul and curses eternity. Wherever it passed, space was torn apart with black cracks.

"Your God Position was given to me by others. My path is one I walked myself." Yu Tianquan spoke calmly, his figure flashing as he appeared beside Tang San like Gui Mei. His Myriad Laws Dragon Spear struck, swept, pointed, and smashed, each strike perfectly executed, drawing upon different laws of heaven and earth. Sometimes Ice Seal thousands of miles, sometimes it Thunderous Might spring rain... His attacks were like mercury flowing across the ground, penetrating every crevice!

More than a decade ago, after the conclusion of the Continental Soul Master Tournament, he and Qian Renxue embarked on a journey, their footprints covering the Douluo Continent.

In the Demon Plane, he interacted with the Demon Race who migrated from the Saint Demon Continent —the raging power of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon, the eerie illusions of the Moon Demon Race, and the stellar power of the Star Demon Race all broadened his horizons. He did not reject the power of the Demon Race; on the contrary, he humbly studied it, absorbing its essence to make up for his own shortcomings.

In the Saint Demon Continent, countless cultivation systems coexist, including magic, martial arts, cultivation, and body refinement. He challenged powerful figures from all sides, exchanged skills with cultivators from different systems, and witnessed the wonders of all methods. Furthermore, in an ancient ruin, he unexpectedly obtained a portion of the inheritance of the Holy Necromancer and Undead Calamity, Electrolux. Although he did not specialize in necromancy, the methods of soul cultivation and the profound mysteries of energy utilization in the inheritance benefited him greatly, making his Divine Spark status more stable and his control over power more exquisite.

After more than a decade of travel and countless trials, he integrated the Douluo Soul Master system, the power of the Demon Race, the essence of all laws of the Saint Demon Continent, and the legacy of Electrolux, forging his own Way of Ten Thousand Laws, condensing Divine Spark, and becoming the "God of Ten Thousand Laws"—his foundation is a hundred times more solid than any other god who becomes a god through inheritance; his control over power has long reached a state of perfection!

Tang San was both shocked and enraged. He pushed the Rakshasa Divine Power to its limit, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe into a dark purple storm of death, unleashing a frenzy of powerful Divine Skill— "Death Blight!" "Ten Thousand Souls Devour Heart!" "Rakshasa Curse!"

However, Yu Tianquan's Combat Method was too peculiar. He seemed to be able to predict Tang San's every attack, and the Myriad Laws Dragon Spear could always strike the weak point in Tang San's Divine Power circulation at the most appropriate time and in the most ingenious way!

Even more terrifying was that Yu Tianquan's power seemed inexhaustible, growing stronger with each battle! Tang San, on the other hand, gradually felt his strength waning. Forcibly activating Divine Power beyond his control placed an immense burden on him! The evil intent within the Rakshasa Divine Power continued to erode his mind, making him increasingly agitated and irritable, causing him to make frequent mistakes!

With this shift in power, the tide of war began to turn!

Boom! Yu Tianquan's spear pierced through Tang San's defense, the tip of the spear touching his chest. Although it was blocked by the divine armor, the shockwave caused Tang San's internal organs to shift, and he spat out a mouthful of dark purple Divine Blood!

"Ah!!" Tang San went completely mad, burning a portion of his divine essence. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe erupted with unprecedented evil light, "Rakshasa World Destroying Slash!"

A massive, dark purple scythe, spanning the heavens and the earth, carrying the will to Destruction everything, slashed towards Yu Tianquan!

"Myriad Laws Empty, One Thought Pierces the Heavens." Yu Tianquan's expression was solemn as he raised the Myriad Laws Dragon Spear above his head. The myriad laws domain around him contracted, and all Elemental Energy merged into the spear tip, transforming into a point of Light of Chaos! The spear thrust out silently, yet it seemed to open up the world!

The Light of Chaos collided with the World-Destroying Scythe Blade! There was no sound, only the extreme light and darkness annihilating each other! The next moment, the World-Destroying Scythe Blade shattered inch by inch like fragile glass! The Light of Chaos continued its momentum, instantly piercing through Tang San's protective divine light and precisely striking his heart!

Pfft!

Tang San's Rakshasa God Armor was pierced through like paper! The tip of the Myriad Laws Dragon Spear, containing the power of chaotic destruction, exploded a huge hole in his chest! His heart instantly turned to dust!

"No... impossible..." The Evil Fire in Tang San's eyes dimmed instantly, replaced by disbelief and endless resentment. He could feel his Life Force rapidly draining away! His newly attained God Position was also beginning to become unstable!

Yu Tianquan drew his spear, looking at Tang San who was slowly falling from the sky, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. "Your path was wrong from the very beginning."

However, just as Tang San's Divine Soul was about to dissipate and his Rakshasa God Position was about to crumble—

That's enough.

A cold, indifferent voice, yet imbued with an irresistible will, resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

A blood-red figure appeared silently in Tang San's descent. His face was obscured, but one could sense the supreme Divine Might that transcended all things, wielding the power of slaughter and judgment!

The Asura God King has finally... personally intervened!