Qian Daochen Slays a God! The Pinnacle of the Sword!

Tang San slightly raised his chin.

"Don't worry, teacher."

I won't let you down.

Above the Heavenly Screen.

The comments section opened again.

"Tang San has already obtained the inheritance of the Asura God?"

"If one becomes a god, one can surpass the Qian Daochen?"

"Qian Daochen rejected the Godhood, so won't he still have to look up to the gods in the future?"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is laughing all the way to the bank."

"Once Tang San a god, let's see if they still dare to submit to Qian Daochen."

No matter how strong a mortal is, they can never contend with a god.

"Qian Daochen's current power is only temporary."

Above Spirit City.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly as she looked at the comments.

She knew the power of the gods.

But she had also witnessed Qian Daochen's battle with the Asura God's Divine Sense.

In that battle, Qian Daochen did not rely on any Godhood.

Qian Daochen seemed to notice her gaze.

"Don't worry about it."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"Grandpa, aren't you worried that Tang San will come looking for revenge after he becomes a god?"

Whether he can become a god depends on whether he is qualified.

Qian Daochen looked up at the Heavenly Screen.

Even if he becomes a god, it doesn't mean he can defeat me.

The Fire Dragon King grinned.

"The Master is right."

"A mere newcomer to Godhood dares to compare himself to the Master?"

The Ice Dragon King spoke calmly.

"Godhood is merely power."

"This does not represent the true path."

Qian Renxue nodded.

She looked up at the Heavenly Screen again.

Just as my great-grandfather said.

Tang San has not yet become a god.

It's too early to say who will win or lose.

While all parties were discussing this...

The scene in the sky changed again.

The image of Yu Leilong establishing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has completely disappeared.

In its place lies a Dim Dark Wasteland.

The sky was covered with blood-red clouds.

The land was littered with broken city walls and corpses.

Countless Soul Master lay dead amidst the ruins.

Their Soul Power had been completely drained.

Even the Soul Ring turned into scattered specks of light.

Center of the image.

A man dressed in Blood-Colored Robe stood on the broken Altar.

His face was obscured by the blood.

Nine Blood-Colored Soul Rings floated behind him.

Within each Soul Ring, countless figures struggled.

The man raised his hand.

A crimson pillar of light rose from the Altar.

The corpses on the Desolate Plain simultaneously turned into blood mist and merged into his body.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen.

All the Soul Master stopped discussing.

Where is this?

"He killed all of them?"

"Nine blood-red Soul Ring, who exactly is he?"

In the picture.

The Blood-Robed Man looked up into the distance.

A Golden Divine Sense descended from the depths of the clouds.

Divinity light illuminates the Desolate Plain.

The Blood-Robed Man did not back down.

"Lord Asura God"

Give me some more time.

"As long as I devour enough living beings, I will be able to break through to the God Rank."

The Golden Divine Sense did not answer.

A Blood-Colored Mark appeared between his eyebrows.

"Blood God."

"You are a sinner from the Divine Realm."

"I'm giving you one chance."

"To rid the continent of rebels for the sake of the Divine Realm."

"Once you complete your mission, you can return to the Divine Realm."

The Blood-Robed Man lowered his head.

"I will obey the Divine Edict."

The scene changes rapidly.

The Blood God travels throughout the continent.

He slaughtered the City.

Soul Master Devourer.

He transformed countless living beings into his own power.

Wherever they went, they left behind vast stretches of ruins.

His strength also increased with each killing.

Level 99.

Demigod.

He's just one step away from God Rank.

The powerful figures on the continent began to join forces to suppress them.

But no one can stop the Blood God.

Even Level 99 Peerless Douluo could only hold out against him for a short time.

A crimson beam of light pierced through the clouds.

A mountain range was leveled on the spot.

Countless Soul Master scattered and fled.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, comments quickly appeared.

"Is the Blood God a subordinate of the Asura God?"

"Has he been causing havoc on the mainland all along?"

"The Asura God actually condones such a being slaughtering living beings?"

"This is definitely not an ordinary Titled Douluo."

He's almost at God Rank!

The scene changes again.

At the edge of the Desolate Plain.

Qian Daochen, dressed in White Clothes, walked slowly towards them.

He held in his hand the longsword that had undergone a complete transformation.

There were no tokens at his waist.

He had no followers.

Only a gentle breeze swept across the Desolate Plain, ruffling the hem of his robes.

The Blood God turned around.

Blood-red light fell on Qian Daochen.

"Who are you?"

Qian Daochen stopped in his tracks.

"Qian Daochen."

The Blood God was taken aback.

Then, he pointed to the pile of corpses in the distance.

"You want to stop me too?"

"You devour living beings and refine their Soul Power."

Qian Daochen looked at him.

"Today, I've come to take your life."

The Blood God burst into laughter.

"A mere mortal dares to kill a god?"

Crimson Soul Ring rose simultaneously.

The entire Desolate Plain was shrouded in blood.

Countless blood-red arms emerged from the ground, reaching out to grab Qian Daochen.

Qian Daochen did not retreat.

He simply raised the longsword in his hand.

The first sword strike landed.

The blood-red arms on the Desolate Plain were severed simultaneously.

The second sword strike was a sweeping motion.

The blood-red clouds parted in the middle.

The third sword thrust was unleashed.

A sword wound appeared on the Blood God's chest.

Blood gushed wildly from the wound.

The Blood God glanced down at his chest, and the smile on his face vanished completely.

"Your power..."

Qian Daochen did not answer.

He took a step forward.

The Sword Intent pierced through heaven and earth.

The nine Soul Ring behind the Blood God shattered simultaneously.

The blood-red figure was cleaved in two by the sword light.

A divine thought burst forth from the Blood God's body.

That was the mark left by the Asura God.

It had barely appeared when it was shattered by Qian Daochen's sword.

The Desolate Plain returned to silence.

The Blood God's body transformed into a sky full of blood mist.

The crimson power that had once devoured countless lives vanished completely under the sword light.

Qian Daochen settled, and the sword was sheathed.

He did not stop.

He turned and walked away into the distance.

Above the Heavenly Screen.

A magnificent idea then emerged.

[Qian Daochen slays the Blood God.]

[Blood God, God Rank sinner under the command of the Asura God.]

[It sacrifices living beings, devours Soul Power, and wreaks havoc on the continent.]

[Qian Daochen, with a mortal body, severed his divine body and extinguished his divine will.]

The entire continent fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The next moment.

The barrage of comments exploded.

"Is the Blood God a deity?"

"Qian Daochen didn't kill Demigod, but a true god under the command of the Asura God?"

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"To kill a god with a mortal body?"

"He did not receive the Angel God's Inheritance, nor did he rely on any divine power!"

"Qian Daochen actually killed a god!"

"The Asura God's subordinate was killed by him with a single sword strike?"

"How is this possible!"

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang's expression, which had just recovered, froze again.

Tang San looked up at the Heavenly Screen, the color draining from his face.

He was just saying that after becoming a god, he would be able to kill Qian Daochen.

But now, the images themselves tell everyone.

Before becoming a god, Qian Daochen had already slain a true god.

Tang San's hand slowly tightened.

"Blood God..."

"The Asura God's subordinates actually died by his sword?"

Deep within the Blood-Colored Space.

For the first time Asura God's Divine Sense, which had been silent for a long time, emitted a violent fluctuation.

The three characters "Qian Daochen" were reflected in the Blood-Colored Space.

Tang San looked up at the White Clothes Figure.

The confidence that had just been built up completely collapsed.

Above Spirit City.

Qian Daochen stood at the forefront of the Sword Shadow.

The blood-red Desolate Plain in the Heavenly Screen has dissipated, leaving only that magnificent thought, still hanging in the golden light.

[Qian Daochen, with a mortal body, severed his divine body and extinguished his divine will.]

The Soul Master on the street looked up at these words.

No one spoke for a long time.

The Fire Dragon King was the first to regain his senses.

It stared wide-eyed, its claws braced on Qian Daochen's shoulders.

"My Master."

"Was that Blood God really a god?"

Qian Daochen nodded.

The Fire Dragon King opened his mouth.

It turned to look at the Ice Dragon King.

Am I seeing things?

The Ice Dragon King did not answer.

It folded its wings and gazed intently at the Heavenly Screen.

"The Blood God does indeed possess God Rank power."

"Moreover, he also bears the divine imprint left by the Asura God."

The Fire Dragon King's tail hovered in mid-air.

"Was the Master just slew truly a god?"

"It's neither an illusion nor a projection of divine thought?"

"No."

Qian Daochen answered calmly.

The Fire Dragon King was completely stunned.

It had followed Qian Daochen for many years, witnessing Master Master slay the Golden Sacred Dragon and shatter the projection of the Asura God.

But that was, after all, merely the power left behind by the gods.

Now, the Heavenly Screen has spoken for itself.

The Blood God possesses a complete divine body.

Qian Daochen, however, killed his opponent directly at the level of Level 99 Soul Power.

The Ice Dragon King gazed at the Heavenly Screen, his eyes also filled with shock.

"Mortals slay gods."

"Even in the era of the Dragon God, very few people could do that."

The Fire Dragon King raised his dragon head.

"The gods under the command of the Asura God should not be considered weak."

"He couldn't even withstand three sword strikes from his Master?"

Qian Daochen ignored the two Dragon King ' discussion.

His gaze fell upon the Desolate Plain depicted on the Heavenly Screen.

That happened many years ago.

At that time, his Soul Power was indeed only Level 99.

But the way of the sword at that time had already surpassed the limits of mortals.

The longsword in his hand also underwent a transformation through countless swings.

The quality of that sword was far beyond what ordinary Martial Soul could measure.

Swordsmanship has broken through to the God Rank.

The quality of the Martial Soul has reached the God Rank or above.

In addition, there was his accumulated Sword Intent and physique over the years.

Although the Blood God possesses a divine body, he has not truly mastered his own path.

He increases his power by devouring living beings.

It also relies on the mark of the Asura God to protect the soul.

Such deities are far inferior to those who truly forge their own path.

Qian Daochen raised his hand.

The Godslaying Sword trembled slightly beside him.

"Godhood can bring power."

However, it cannot replace one's own spiritual practice.

Qian Renxue stood to the side, her golden eyes still fixed on the Heavenly Screen.

She once underwent Angel God Trial.

They also know what the gods represent.

But today, she witnessed Qian Daochen, a mortal, slay a god.

The shock was far greater than the previous scene of rejecting the Angel God's Inheritance.

"This is Grandpa's true strength."

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daochen.

"His Soul Power hasn't yet broken through to the God Rank, but his swordsmanship has already surpassed that of a god."

Qian Daochen nodded.

"Back then, we only got to that point."

It's not quite truly perfect yet.

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up.

"And now?"

Qian Daochen did not answer.

The Fire Dragon King, however, had already raised his dragon head.

"Master is certainly stronger now."

The Ice Dragon King glanced at it.

"You don't need to remind me of this."

Qian Renxue gently pursed her lips.

She looked up at the Heavenly Screen again.

Countless golden bullet comments have filled both sides of the leaderboard.

"The Blood God is a subordinate of the Asura God!"

"Such a weak deity, does he even deserve to be called a god?"

"Could Qian Daochen have only killed the weakest being in the Divine Realm?"

Even the weakest is still a god!

"He only has Level 99 Soul Power, how could he possibly kill a god-like being?"

"Are the gods really not as powerful as we imagine?"

"It's not that the gods are too weak, it's that Qian Daochen is too strong!"

"It seems he's always been protecting Douluo Continent."

"Having killed the Blood God and shattered the Asura God's divine will, what exactly is his relationship with the Divine Realm?"

The discussions on the Heavenly Screen were getting faster and faster.

Many Soul Master are still discussing the Blood God's strength.

Some people also began to recall everything that happened after Qian Daochen appeared.

He killed Tang Hao.

Defeat the Golden Sacred Dragon.

Protect the Light Dragon God Butterfly.

Shatter the projection of the Asura God.

Now he has also slain the Blood God, who was under the command of the Asura God.

Every move he makes seems to be related to the safety of the Douluo Continent.

Heaven Dou Palace

The Xue Ye gazed at the Heavenly Screen, speechless.

He originally only wanted to submit to Qian Daochen.

In retrospect, I realized I had underestimated my opponent.

Star Luo Empire.

Xing Luo Emperor stood on the high platform, his hands gripping the railing.

"A mortal slaying a god..."

He muttered something under his breath.

The Imperial Enshrined behind him all bowed their heads.

No one could answer that.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Chen Xin looked up at the Heavenly Screen.

His Seven Killing Sword vibrated incessantly.

The sword light that slayed the Blood God had already exceeded his understanding of the way of the sword.

"I see."

Chen Xin spoke slowly.

"This is his sword."

Ning Fengzhi looked at him.

"Uncle Jian, what did you see?"

Chen Xin did not look away.

"The Blood God was not crushed by power."

"Instead, he was killed by swordsmanship."

"That sword strike cannot be explained by Soul Power alone."

The Gu Rong remained silent for a moment.

Qian Daochen has not yet received the top prize.

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned serious.

"If he receives the reward, his strength will increase."

The three of them did not continue their conversation.

They could no longer imagine how powerful Qian Daochen would become after receiving the reward.

Spirit City.

Chengdong Subdistrict.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo quickly returned to the Papal Hall with Hu Liena.

The two did not stop along the way.

Their previous encounter had made it clear to them that Qian Daochen had no intention of harming Hu Liena.

But the scene in the Heavenly Screen still couldn't calm them down.

Chrysanthemum Douluo strode up the long staircase.

"Your His Holiness the Pope."

We have important information to report.

Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong looked up at the two of them.

Her gaze passed over Chrysanthemum Douluo and landed on Hu Liena.

After confirming that Hu Liena was not injured, she looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Explain."

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed.

"The Heavenly Screen has just announced that Qian Daochen once slew a true god."

Bibi Dong's finger stopped on the scepter.

"The true gods?"

Ghost Douluo said in a deep voice, "That god is named Blood God, God Rank sinner under the command of Asura God."

He sacrificed the lives of the continent's inhabitants, devouring their Soul Power.

"Qian Daochen only had Level 99 Soul Power at the time, yet he still managed to annihilate both his divine body and Asura God's Divine Sense."

The Papal Hall fell silent.

Bibi Dong looked up at the Heavenly Screen.

The scene of the Blood God being cleaved in two by the longsword continues to replay.

She saw the sword light with her own eyes.

I also saw the final evaluation given by Heavenly Screen.

With a mortal body, he severed the divine body.

Even if the Blood God is only a low-level being in the Divine Realm, he is still a true god.

It's not a projection.

It is not divine will.

It is not Demigod who can only exert power by relying on Godhood.

Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly.

"Was Qian Daochen already capable of slaying gods before receiving the Supreme Ranking rewards?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded.

"Yes."