Heavenly Dao Intervenes in the Third Trial
[The Asura God King's Third Trial: accept the power of the Heavenly Dao and endure the Pain of Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart. It will begin in six months.]
Upon hearing this, the Asura God was taken aback. He immediately looked up at the sky and hurriedly bowed, saying, "Senior, why is that?"
"Lin Yuan is my successor, and he deserves my inheritance. Why are you interfering? Isn't this a bit..."
"So noisy!"
As the voice rang out again, even the Asura God King, who was at the God King level, coughed up a mouthful of golden blood.
It is not hard to see from this that in the face of the Heavenly Dao, the God-King is nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree, an ant among ants.
The Goddess of Life also frowned slightly, because from ancient times to the present, the Heavenly Dao has never interfered with anyone's Deity Inheritance. Now, it is personally increasing the difficulty for Lin Yuan. Isn't this going a bit too far?
At this moment, the Asura God felt that his own body had been severely injured, and if he were to say another word, he would surely die.
"Thank you, senior!"
Listening to the sounds coming from beside my ears.
Lin Yuan smiled. It seemed that fortunes really do change. But since things had come to this point, he would not give up, because if he did, he would surely die.
The trials of Heavenly Dao are completely different from those of ordinary Deity Inheritance. At most, failure in the latter means the inability to continue inheriting the Deity position, but failure in the former means death and the annihilation of the self-created Deity.
It could even mean certain death!
Even the slightest mistake can cause unnecessary trouble, which is the real difficulty in creating one's own Deity.
Otherwise, Poseidon wouldn't have taken 1001 years to complete his Sea God Deity. This is enough to illustrate just how difficult it is to create one's own Deity.
In a peculiar space, an elderly man with white hair curled a strange smile at the corner of his mouth and casually placed a chess piece on the chessboard.
A deep and powerful voice rang out. "The path of cultivation is elusive and unpredictable. The Great Dao has existed for millennia, but ultimately one must cross it oneself."
"Lin Yuan, let me see what your Dao truly is."
Lin Yuan put one hand behind his back, looked at the distant Qiong Mountain, then turned around and left, preparing to face the Heavenly Dao Assessment six months later.
However, this energy was so terrifying that it was directly felt by all the Deity in the Douluo Continent.
When Sea God Poseidon created his own Sea God Deity, there was no such earth-shattering energy surge. For ordinary people, this might not be anything special; it would just be a normal wind.
But for the gods deep within the Douluo Continent, this energy is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. Is this the true energy of the Heavenly Dao?
Time flies, and there are only seven days left until the assessment.
A somber atmosphere permeated the quiet courtyard.
Lin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back on the bluestone steps, gazing at the rolling leaden clouds in the sky, his dark golden Soul Power swirling around him like a dragon.
The path ahead of the Heavenly Dao Trial is fraught with thorns, and every bolt of lightning could reduce him to dust, but Lin Yuan's eyes burned with a fervent desire.
Only by breaking the shackles of the laws of Heavenly Dao can one truly master one's destiny.
The carved wooden door creaked open, and Ah Yin moved gracefully in, her white skirt sweeping across the damp bluestone slabs, while wisps of white steam rose from the celadon cup in her hand.
"Senior."
Ah Yin bit her lip tightly, lowered her eyes, and placed the teacup on the stone table. Her slender fingertips left faint red marks on the rim of the cup. "Could you... allow me to see Hao?"
Several months ago, Ah Yin had successfully restored her original form with Lin Yuan's help, and many indescribable things had happened between Lin Yuan.
After all, if Ah Yin didn't comply, unimaginable torment and disaster would await her.
Lin Yuan's stroking of the cup suddenly froze, and the amber-colored tea soup rippled.
Looking up at Ah Yin's pale face, the withered Blue Silver Grass hair ornament in her hair was swaying gently with trembling.
"You should know that you are nothing more than a filthy shell now."
Lin Yuan's tone was cold and hard, but when he caught a glimpse of Ah Yin's suddenly curled fingers, his throat tightened inexplicably.
Of course I know that back then, in order to prolong this dying body, I forcibly used forbidden techniques to reshape her Divine Soul. Those shady secret techniques had already left her soul riddled with holes.
Ah Yin suddenly knelt down in the moonlight, her thin back taut like a fragile bow. "I'd do anything just to see him."
Before she could finish speaking, a blush crept onto her pale cheeks, and her long eyelashes cast rustling shadows beneath her eyes.
The sound of a night watchman's clapper came from afar, startling crows that flew past the carved window lattice, and also startling Lin Yuan so much that the veins on his hand holding the cup bulged.
Lin Yuan abruptly splashed the remaining tea into the bamboo grove. In the rising steam, the shards of celadon porcelain drew sharp arcs under the moonlight. "We will set off in three days."
His hoarse voice, carried by the night wind, revealed a restlessness he himself was unaware of.
"Holy Spirit Village is a quiet place, suitable for receiving the inheritance of God-level Expert."
Ah Yin lowered her head with a sigh of relief. The withered Blue Silver Grass flower in her hair finally gave way and quietly fell onto the cold stone slab.
She knew that this brief freedom was nothing but a mirage.
Lin Yuan would not allow her to escape his control, and she would never be worthy of touching the burning love in Tang Hao's eyes again in this lifetime.
Only by crushing longing between my teeth, turning it into poison to drink alone in the dark night, can it burn repeatedly deep within my soul.
Over the next few days, Lin Yuan recovered his depleted Soul Power and then flew towards Holy Spirit Village with Ah Yin.
Lin Yuan Level 99 Absolute Douluo, was very fast and arrived at Holy Spirit Village in less than a day.
Holy Spirit Village —if you only hear the name, it's definitely quite surprising.
In reality, it was just a small village with only about three hundred households Nuoding City in the Fasinuo Province.
It is named Holy Soul because, according to legend, a Soul Saint- level Soul Master once emerged from here a hundred years ago, hence the name.
This is also the eternal pride of Holy Spirit Village.
Lin Yuan arrived at the village early the next morning. The people of Holy Spirit Village were busy with their work and cast curious glances at Lin Yuan at the village entrance.
Lin Yuan did not disturb the local people any further. Instead, he held Ah Yin's slender waist and walked towards the house where Tang Hao was.
Tang Hao's home is located on the west side of Holy Spirit Village, at the entrance of the village. His three mud-brick houses are the most rudimentary in the entire village.
On the roof of the central building, there is a wooden plaque about one meter in diameter, with a simple hammer depicted on it. In this world, the hammer most broadly represents a blacksmith.
After Lin Yuan entered the village, Ah Yin noticed the blacksmith shop in the distance. Memories of the past flooded her mind, and she realized that Tang Hao must be living a life worse than death.