Asura God is Defeated, Reduced to a Ghost Slave!

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

The scream of the Asura God echoed across the plaza, but the angel in his eyes did not pause in the slightest. Instead, annoyed by the noise, she backhanded him across the mouth, sending a spray of divine blood flying from his lips.

"Shut up, trash."

Qian Renxue spat out the two words coldly, dragging the Asura God away into the endless darkness.

Douluo Continent, God Realm, Committee.

Clang!

The scepter in the hand of the God of Destruction fell to the ground, and even the God of Goodness covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Is that the successor of the Angel God?"

"Is that the Six-Winged Angel who represents hope and light?"

"How could she have turned into a demon?"

If the capture of the Asura God only made them fear for their combat strength, then the corruption of Qian Renxue made them feel the destruction of their very values.

Before this Battle Through the Heavens Plane, their divine power and faith could be twisted; there was nothing that could not be changed.

Even the most sacred angel could be stained into the filthiest devil.

"What kind of monster is our God Realm fighting against?"

Sea God Poseidon slumped into his chair, feeling a deep sense of doubt about his identity as a god for the first time.

Martial Soul Hall, Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu, who had not been awake for long, stared at the black-armored woman in the light screen dragging the Asura God as if he were nothing but trash.

He looked at the granddaughter who once acted spoiled in his arms, calling him "Grandpa," now filled with nothing but slaughter.

"Pfft!!!"

Qian Daoliu spat blood for the third time. This time, his aura visibly withered, and his once upright frame instantly hunched over.

"Xue'er, she is never coming back."

"She doesn't recognize Grandpa anymore—"

"Angel God, if your spirit exists, open your eyes and look at this!"

For a moment, Qian Daoliu knelt before the shattered statue, weeping like a helpless child.

Beside him, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others watched the dark Qian Renxue, who could beat even the Asura God, and felt not only sorrow but a strange sense of admiration.

"Great Elder."

"Young Mistress may have turned dark."

"But this strength seems to be more than ten times greater than before."

"Even the Asura God is being dragged away by her—"

"Isn't this, in a way, another form of invincibility?"

On the other side, Shrek Academy.

Tang San watched the light screen, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"The Asura God was defeated?"

"Qian Renxue has fallen, too."

"The strongest enforcer of the God Realm can only be a prisoner in that world, dragged away like a dog."

"Then do I still want to become a god?"

"What is the point of me becoming a god? To go to that world and be a punching bag for Qian Renxue?"

Meanwhile, the Battle Through the Heavens Plane.

Soul Hall Tiangang Hall, above the plaza.

"Wait."

Qian Renxue, who was dragging the Asura God toward the dungeon, paused at the command from behind.

The Third Heavenly Venerable hovered in mid-air, his sinister eyes scanning back and forth between the half-dead Asura God and the expressionless Qian Renxue. A curve formed on his lips as he said, "Throwing you into the Soul Banner just like that would be too boring."

"This old thing is, after all, the strongest expert of that so-called God Realm; his bones should be quite tough."

"Heavenly Calamity, let him go."

The Third Heavenly Venerable flicked his finger, and a beam of black light entered the Asura God's body, undoing his seal. "Give him a chance."

"Let him fight you."

"If he wins, this old man might consider giving him a quick death."

"If he loses—"

The Third Heavenly Venerable let out a bone-chilling, eerie laugh. "Then I will crush every inch of your bones, extract your soul, and light it as a human lamp!"

Clatter!

Qian Renxue loosened her grip, and the Asura God slumped to the ground like a pile of mud.

Yet, he was, after all, an enforcer of the God Realm and the master of slaughter.

The moment that sliver of the seal was undone and he felt the long-lost flow of divine power within his body, the Asura God sprang up from the ground!

"Ignorant wretch! How dare you undo this Seat's seal?!"

Though the Asura God was in a wretched state, his face covered in blood, his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

"This Seat is Asura!"

"I govern the laws of slaughter!"

"Even now, you are no puppet consumed by darkness, and you shall not humiliate me!"

He stared fixedly at Qian Renxue across from him, blood-red light coalescing in his hand until an Asura Magic Sword—somewhat illusory, yet still radiating a terrifying murderous aura—manifested out of thin air!

"Qian Renxue! Wake up!"

"Since you persist in your delusions, this Seat shall strike you awake on behalf of the Angel God, then purge the evil from your body!"

Facing the Asura God's roar, Qian Renxue merely stood there quietly.

The wind stirred her long, black hair.

Her pitch-black eyes remained devoid of any ripple, as if she were watching a mere clown.

"Noisy."

Qian Renxue slowly raised her right hand; in her palm, a mass of black battle aura, dense to the extreme, was frantically compressing and spinning: "My master told me to play with you."

"Let's make this quick."

Boom!

In an instant, the battle erupted!

"Asura Judgment, Domain of Slaughter!"

The Asura God struck first!

He knew this was a life-or-death struggle, so he burned his primordial divine blood from the very start!

A blood-red halo exploded from his center, instantly shrouding the entire plaza!

Within this domain, the air was thick with killing intent; the soul of any living creature would be suppressed, their strength weakened by at least 30%!

"Kneel before this Seat!"

The Asura God roared as he slashed his sword, the sky-filling blood-red light instantly transforming into countless vengeful ghosts that lunged at Qian Renxue!

However, a scene that left the entire Douluo Continent dumbfounded unfolded.

Far from being weakened while inside the Domain of Slaughter, Qian Renxue actually laughed.

"Killing intent?"

"Does this level of negative emotion even deserve to be called slaughter?"

The six Fallen Demon Wings behind Qian Renxue gave a violent flap!

"Dark Demon Domain, Devour!"

Hum!!!

In an instant, a wave of black energy, even purer and more domineering than that of the Asura God, burst forth from her body!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

It was like ink poured into water.

The red Domain of Slaughter that the Asura God took such pride in, upon meeting Qian Renxue's Dark Demon Domain, was burned through instantly, as if a thin sheet of paper had met a raging fire!

The black demonic energy wrapped around the Asura God in reverse, beginning to frantically devour his divine power!

"Wh-what?!"

The Asura God was shocked, his face drained of color; his domain was being devoured in return?

"Is this what you call a law?"

Qian Renxue's figure vanished from where she stood without warning.

The next second.

Swish!

She appeared out of thin air right in front of the Asura God, less than an inch from the tip of his nose!

So fast!

So fast that even divine sense could not track her!

The Asura God instinctively swung his sword in a horizontal sweep!

"Clang!!!"

A deafening clang of metal striking metal rang out.

The God of Asura felt as if his sword had struck an ancient divine mountain; his thumb-web split instantly, and blood flowed freely!

Yet, blocking his Asura Magic Sword was nothing more than Qian Renxue's left hand, covered in black armor!

She had caught the blade of the Asura Magic Sword with her bare hand!

"If it were the me of the past, this sword would have terrified me."

Qian Renxue looked at the blood-red longsword in her hand, her voice icy: "But looking at it now, it is far too brittle."

Crack!!!

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding snap.

Qian Renxue exerted force with her five fingers!

The Asura Magic Sword, which represented the highest authority of judgment in the God Realm and was supposedly indestructible, was crushed to pieces by her bare hand!

In an instant, fragments scattered everywhere!

"Pfft!"

The God of Asura vomited blood again, staggering backward, his eyes filled with terror: "Crushing a divine artifact with bare hands?!"

"How could your physical body possibly be this strong?!"

"This has already surpassed the god-level! What kind of power is this?!"

"This is the grace of my Master."

Qian Renxue did not give him a chance to catch his breath and attacked once more.

"High-level Profound Tier Battle Skill, Dark Demon Soul-Shattering Claw!"

She turned her palm into a claw, and five ink-black claw marks condensed on her right hand. With a shrill whistle that tore through space, she viciously clawed toward the God of Asura's chest!

"No! Asura God Armor! Protect me!"

The God of Asura screamed in terror, red light surging from his body as he attempted to defend himself.

But before the battle skills of Soul Hall, the divine power of the Douluo Continent was like foam.

Rip!!

Qian Renxue's sharp claws tore through the God of Asura's protective divine light without the slightest resistance, shredded his prideful Asura God Armor, and embedded themselves deep into his chest!

Squelch!

Five deep, bone-reaching bloody gashes appeared instantly, and golden divine blood sprayed out, staining Qian Renxue's demonic armor and making her look even more bewitching and terrifying.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The God of Asura let out a shrill, miserable scream. The immense impact sent him flying, and he slammed heavily into a stone pillar in the plaza, shattering the pillar that would have required ten men to encircle!

A total crushing.

An absolute, thorough crushing.

From start to finish, the God of Asura couldn't even break through Qian Renxue's defenses, only to have his weapon crushed by her bare hands and his chest ripped open by a single claw!

The Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence.

God Realm, Committee.

The God of Destruction watched the light screen, his body stiff as a stone, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single sound.

The wine glass in the God of Evil's hand had long since turned to powder.

"Is, is that a human, or...?"

After a long while, the God of Goodness finally spoke with a trembling voice: "Even after she became a god, she should never have been able to defeat Asura—"

"Yet now, she hasn't even used her full strength."

"She is treating Asura like a dog, using nothing but her physical body and that so-called Dou Qi?"

The Sea God Poseidon's face turned ashen, and he collapsed onto the ground: "It's over."

"Our divine power is of too low a grade compared to that kind of strength."

"Just as Soul Power cannot defeat divine power, our divine power cannot defeat the Dou Qi of that world."

"This is a world where we are completely crushed at the level of fundamental laws!"

At this moment, on the Soul Hall plaza.

The battle was nearing its end.

The God of Asura lay in the ruins, his chest a bloody mess, his breath fading.

He looked at Qian Renxue as she walked toward him step by step, his eyes no longer holding their former arrogance, only endless terror.

"Don't, don't kill me—"

"I am an enforcer of the God Realm, I know many secrets."

"I can surrender, I can be a dog for the Soul Hall."

"Don't kill me."

At this moment, the Asura God was no different from Dai Mubai, who had wagged his tail and begged for mercy just to stay alive.

In the face of absolute death, even a god is just a creature afraid of dying.

Qian Renxue walked up to him, looking down from above at the God King she had once looked up to.

She slowly raised her foot, clad in a black combat boot, and stomped it heavily onto the Asura God's face!

Snap!

"Surrender?"

Qian Renxue coldly twisted her ankle, grinding it into the Asura God's face until he let out a muffled, miserable shriek.

"Master said to make you the main soul."

"Be a dog?"

"Your old bones are too tough; no one would even want them for alchemy."

"Better to just be a good little ghost inside the Soul Banner."

Having said that, Qian Renxue turned and bowed respectfully toward the Third Heavenly Venerable in mid-air: "Venerable, the mission is complete."

"This person's strength is too weak; he didn't even let me enjoy myself."

"May I extract his soul now?"

In mid-air, the Third Heavenly Venerable nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, very efficient."

"Do it."

"Yes!"

Qian Renxue reached out her demonic claws and slammed them into the Asura God's crown!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Amidst a scream that made the souls of everyone on the Douluo Continent tremble, a transparent divine soul radiating red light was forcibly ripped out of the Asura God's physical body by Qian Renxue!

The physical body collapsed, reduced to a corpse.

The divine soul was captured, reduced to a ghost slave.

God Realm, Committee Round Table Conference Room.

This place should have been the most sacred and majestic center of supreme power in the entire Douluo Plane, controlling the fate of billions of living beings.

Clouds swirled, divine light shone brilliantly, and the aura of eternal, immortal laws flowed through the air.

But at this moment, it was deathly silent.

"Extracted, it was actually extracted—"

The God of Destruction swallowed hard.

"The Asura God's soul—that is a Tier 1 god's soul, condensed with the laws of Asura and indestructible."

"And that fallen woman just reached out and grabbed it like a chick?"

"No divine artifacts, no divine skills, not even using the laws—"

"Just by raw physical strength?!"

The God of Destruction stared fixedly at his own hands.

The destructive intent he had always been so proud of seemed so laughable in the face of what he had just witnessed.

They didn't play any tricks with him at all!

They simply relied on overwhelming force!

Your laws? Your divine power? Your protective divine light?

In the face of absolute high-dimensional energy, that was nothing more than a layer of window paper—one poke and it shatters!

"Ugh—"

Beside him, the Goddess of Life, usually the most dignified and gentle, suddenly clutched her chest and retched.

The Asura God's bloodied face, his shattered nose, and his hollow, dead corpse after having his soul extracted—these scenes assaulted her nerves.

"Too cruel, too terrifying."

The Goddess of Life's face was as pale as paper, tears streaming down uncontrollably: "Is that the method of that world?"

"Killing someone is one thing, but they don't just kill; they destroy the heart and extract the soul to light as a lamp."

"Although our God Realm punishes sinners, we have never used such evil, bottomless methods!"

"Asura, he is an Enforcer!"

"How could he have become a ghost slave now?"

Gulp.

Sea God Poseidon swallowed hard as well, his hand, which had been clutching a wine glass, stiffening.

He recalled the words he had spoken only minutes ago.

A group of ants from the lower realms, nothing special, could be crushed with a flick of a finger.

Now, those very words felt like a series of resounding slaps across his face, striking him so hard his cheeks felt swollen!

"Ants..."

Poseidon let out a miserable laugh, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. "It turns out that we are the ones who are the ants, ignorant of the world."

"So much for battle energy being brute force, so much for laws being invincible."

"Heh..."

Poseidon suddenly began to laugh neurotically, his expression more wretched than if he were weeping. "Frogs at the bottom of a well! We are nothing but a bunch of frogs looking at the sky from the bottom of a well!"