Douluo: Black Hole Spirit, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

"Soul Emperor?!! A 100,000-year spirit ring?!!"

Looking at the spirit rings on Yang Ziyuan, Titan was instantly stunned.

He never expected that Yang Ziyuan, who was the same age as his own grandson, would actually be a Soul Emperor. Moreover, he possessed two 100,000-year spirit rings!

But the next second, he snapped back to reality.

Because, at this moment, he had already been swept into the Gravity Storm.

Seeing this, Titan dared not be careless and hurriedly summoned his Martial Soul Avatar.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Great Strength True Body!"

Following a low roar from Titan, a massive phantom appeared behind him—a Great Strength Gorilla standing dozens of meters tall.

Its entire body was covered in knotted muscles, brimming with explosive power.

However, to everyone's surprise, the moment this Great Strength Gorilla appeared, it collapsed directly onto the ground, as if pressed down by an invisible mountain.

At the same time, Titan, who was at the center of the storm, also sensed that something was wrong.

He felt an incomparably heavy force pressing down on him, as if trying to forcibly pin him to the ground.

Not only that, but countless sharp wind blades within the storm were raining down upon him, each one containing immense offensive power.

Seeing this, Titan was shocked and hurriedly circulated his spirit power, attempting to resist this bizarre gravity.

But no matter how hard he tried, that heavy force remained tightly bound to him, making it difficult for him to move.

-08-11 00:53:09 Author: Kuangbiao de Xianyu

In an instant, with no resistance left, Titan was struck by countless wind blades.

"Nephew, that's enough, that's enough. Old Orangutan, you're already in this state, are you still not going to admit defeat?"

Looking at the bloodied and mangled Titan before him, Yang Wudi couldn't bear it and advised him.

Hearing this, Titan gave a bitter smile.

"Forget it, forget it. The younger generation is truly formidable! We old folks are getting on in years after all. Old Goat, to have such a descendant in your Po Clan, I am truly envious, jealous, and hateful! Haha!"

After speaking, Titan withdrew his Martial Soul Avatar.

Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan also withdrew the spirit power supporting the Gravity Storm.

A moment later, the Gravity Storm, having lost its source of power, gradually dissipated, and Titan slowly crawled up from the ground.

It had to be said that Titan was truly tough to have held on for so long.

However, he was in a wretched state at this moment.

His entire body was covered in dense, bloody wounds, which looked terrifying.

"Your Excellency, I have lost."

Looking at the calm and composed Yang Wuhui, Titan lowered his head in defeat.

Originally, he had thought the other party was intentionally holding back to let him spar with a junior.

He hadn't expected that, in the end, he had simply overthought it.

"Since you have admitted defeat, then fulfill your promise!"

Hearing this, Titan revealed the information regarding the Titan Giant Ape.

After listening, Yang Ziyuan was somewhat speechless.

He had long known that Da Ming and Er Ming lived in the Lake of Life; did he really need you to tell him?

However, his grandfather and the others were unaware of this, so it allowed him to exploit the situation.

"Your Excellency, if there is nothing else, this junior will take his leave."

"Hmm, you may go back!"

As he spoke, Yang Wuhui waved his hand.

Seeing this, Titan bowed respectfully, then turned around to go heal his wounds.

After Titan left, Yang Wudi finally asked about their situation during this period.

"Uncle, after you left Tiandou City, where did you go? Why did it take so long to return?"

"We didn't go anywhere special. We just helped Ziyuan complete his third trial and caught a 100,000-year spirit beast along the way. You had better cultivate diligently and break through to Title Douluo as soon as possible. Otherwise, it's hard to say who this spirit beast will go to!"

Hearing this, Yang Wudi, who had just sat down, immediately jumped up.

"A 100,000-year spirit beast?!! Uncle, is what you said true?"

Ever since news of Yang Wuhui obtaining a 100,000-year spirit ring had arrived from Tiandou City, he had been envious of him every single moment.

However, he also knew that such things were rare and hard to come by.

Therefore, upon hearing that they had caught a 100,000-year spirit beast on this trip, Yang Wudi felt both expectant and excited.

Because, in the current Po Clan, he was the one most likely to break through to Title Douluo!

After all, apart from him being an 84th-level Spirit Douluo, the highest level among the others was only 76th.

It is worth mentioning that this person was none other than Yang Ziyuan's father, Yang Tianyu.

Over these years, with the help of immortal herbs, the strength of the members of the Po Clan had improved significantly.

However, despite this, only Yang Wudi had successfully advanced to the rank of Spirit Douluo.

"Of course it's true! Do you think I would lie to you? This spirit beast was specifically caught for you by Ziyuan. If it weren't for the fact that Tianyu and the others weren't high enough in level, I really wouldn't have wanted to give it to you!"

Hearing this, Yang Wudi threw an arm around Yang Ziyuan's shoulder.

"Good nephew, your Second Uncle didn't dote on you for nothing! If anyone bullies you in the future, tell your Second Uncle. Even if I can't beat them, I'll risk my life to vent your anger for you!"

"That won't be necessary! Second Uncle, we are family after all, so preparing your ninth spirit ring is only right."

Afterward, the three of them began to discuss where to imprison Xiao Wu.

After all, it would still take a few years for Yang Wudi to break through to become a Title Douluo.

If she were to escape during this period, it would truly be a pity.

Three months later, Slaughter Town.

After a month of long-distance travel, Yang Ziyuan finally arrived here.

"Slaughter City, I have arrived!"

Looking at the monotonous black buildings before him, Yang Ziyuan muttered to himself.

This was the location of Slaughter City and the only entrance to it.

The purpose of his trip here was not to complete the fourth trial of the Nine Trials of Destruction.

Rather, it was for the Deathgod Domain!

Because he knew that only after obtaining the Deathgod Domain could he use spirit skills within Slaughter City.

If he wanted to destroy Slaughter City and kill all the Evil Soul Masters, he could not bypass one person—Tang Chen!

After all, this bat still needed to drink blood!

To it, Slaughter City was nothing more than a massive blood bank.

Given the opponent's strength as a Peerless Douluo, he would not be able to win even under normal circumstances.

If he couldn't even use his spirit skills, there would be even less hope.

Therefore, he had to plan the fourth trial slowly.

After finding the tavern that was his target, Yang Ziyuan walked straight inside.

At this moment, there were already dozens of people drinking inside the tavern.

Yang Ziyuan's arrival immediately caused a stir.

Because, in the eyes of the crowd, Yang Ziyuan was simply too young.

"Look! A little brat actually came here today!"

"Hahaha!! Little brat, have you been weaned yet? You actually dare to come here? Is this a place you can come to?"

"In my opinion, this little brat definitely won't live past tomorrow!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Are you stupid? Someone with such delicate skin and tender flesh—once those spirit master lords see him, will he have any way to survive?"

Yang Ziyuan did not care at all about the crowd's discussion and walked straight to the bar.

Seeing this, the bartender said indifferently, "What would you like?"

"Give me a glass of Bloody Mary!"

Hearing this, the waiter was somewhat surprised.

However, he did not object and, following Yang Ziyuan's instructions, served him a glass of Bloody Mary.