Take a look behind you!; Then take another look behind you!

At this moment, everyone in the Star Luo Empire's court was stunned.

Dai Mubai was just spouting tough words, but the next second Ma Hongjun ripped out his heart. This scene was so sudden and absurd that it made people burst into laughter.

If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, Dai Weisi would probably be laughing out loud by now.

He knew it; how could his foolish, good-for-nothing younger brother possibly inherit Godhood? And what god would even deign to take notice of him?

With his shifty-eyed look, does he even deserve it?

Dai Tianfeng, who had just been Checkmark Smile heartily, froze. His expression gradually darkened, and the oppressive aura of Titled Douluo descended upon him. Everyone present remained silent, only glancing at him discreetly, their eyes filled with unreadable emotions.

During the time when Dai Gangzi was about to become a god after Dai Mubai Gangzi, several courtiers who had quietly distanced themselves from Dai Weisi silently approached Dai Weisi and put on a fawning act.

Dai Weisi rolled his Byakugan so hard they seemed to reach the sky.

But Dai Weisi soon had no time to be speechless, because there was a twist!

Ma Hongjun also spoke a heartfelt word to Dai Mubai, then threw Dai Mubai off the sky. He inherited the Rakshasa Godhood and, feeling the surging Divine Power within his body, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

As for Dai Mubai, who was lying on the ground, just like Gangzi not long ago, he looked at the smug Ma Hongjun, spat out a mouthful of blood, and, due to his serious injuries and anger at Ma Hongjun, kicked his leg on the spot and died!

Unlike Dai Mubai, who blew up Gangzi's corpse, Ma Hongjun didn't treat Dai Mubai the same way. However, he still looked at Dai Mubai's body with the air of a victor.

Dai Mubai's body was also captured by the Rakshasa God and handed over to the Eternal God King.

"Hahaha... This world should rightfully belong to me Ma Hongjun!" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but burst into laughter.

But before anyone knew it, Oscar had secretly eaten a Flying Mushroom Sausage and flown behind Ma Hongjun...

Pfft!

The plum blossoms for the third time.

The blade pierced his chest, and Oscar, a mocking Checkmark Smile on his face, said, "Fatty, now take a look behind you!"

"Oscar, you...!"

Without needing an explanation, Ma Hongjun immediately realized that Oscar was actually Divine Trial for the Rakshasa Godhood.

"Tch, look at yourselves! Do you even deserve to inherit the Rakshasa God's throne?! I, Oscar, am the first in the history of the Douluo Continent to Innate Full Soul Power —a food-type Soul Master! Aren't I far more qualified than a bunch of trash like you to inherit the Rakshasa Godhood?!"

After saying that, Oscar kicked Ma Hongjun to the ground, and Ma Hongjun immediately kicked his leg and died.

Even so, his soul was captured by the Rakshasa God and taken to the Divine Realm, where it was held in the palm of the Eternal God King.

"Ninety-eight percent! Hahaha!" Oscar opened his arms wide, looking at the ten Soul Ring slowly forming beneath his feet, and let out Baboon- like roar, "Ning Rongrong, you ignored me back then, but now you can't even reach me!"

Even though Oscar is now somewhat gay, he still Unforgettable Thoughts his first love, Ning Rongrong... even though this first love looks at him no differently than she looks at that good-for-nothing Gangzi, and wouldn't even mind killing him.

Before Oscar could finish laughing, a whooshing sound came from behind him. This one of the Shrek Three Musketeers, who was about to inherit the Rakshasa Godhood, was severed from the waist down, literally cut in half at the waist!

"Then take a look behind you!" Xuanwu's teasing voice came over.

Oscar could clearly feel that his Godhood had been directly taken over by Xuanwu.

At this moment, the progress bar for inheriting the Rakshasa Godhood also reached 100%!

"The Rakshasa Nine Trials; the Rakshasa Descent!"

A buzzing sound seemed to echo throughout the heavens and earth, and a sudden burst of dark purple light erupted!

"Ha... haha! Hehehe!"

Xuanwu paused for a moment while laughing, secretly glancing behind him to make sure no one was planning to ambush him before letting out a sigh of relief and continuing to laugh.

With a single wave of his hand, a scythe covered in purple demonic runes, seemingly Entanglement in countless ominous energies, appeared in his grasp— the Rakshasa God's Divine Artifact, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

"I'm still too late!" When Xuanwu suddenly left the battlefield, Qian Daoliu thought it was because Xuanwu was afraid of him, but he didn't expect it to be here to inherit the Rakshasa Godhood.

Qian Daoliu's face turned pale. How could he, Limit Douluo, possibly contend with a God?

"Insects..." Xuanwu carefully sensed the surroundings, confirming that an extremely powerful and sacred divine Divine Power was flying towards them. He then adopted a disdainful expression and slowly raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in his hand. "Die!"

Swish!

A purplish-black blade of energy slashed out.

Qian Daoliu's body was tense, and his Angel Divine Power circulated and condensed into a golden shield, but he still felt no sense of security.

If the Divine Artifact, the Angel Holy Sword, were in his hands, perhaps he would still have a chance to survive this attack, but... Qian Renxue has already become a god, and the Angel Holy Sword is naturally in Qian Renxue's hands as well.

Logically speaking, with Qian Daoliu's demigod cultivation of level 99, he should have been able to barely withstand a casual attack from God who had just inherited the Godhood.

The problem is that the powers of Rakshasa and Angel are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. In most cases, the power of Angel can overwhelm that of Rakshasa. However, Qian Daoliu just Divine Servant of an Angel God, but he is facing the Rakshasa God who has inherited the Rakshasa Godhood's position. It can be said that the current situation is like an ordinary Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master encountering Limit Douluo with Angel Martial Soul. There is no chance of survival.

"Xue'er, Ranmo, I'm afraid I won't live to see the day when the Spirit Hall's glory shines across the entire continent..."

"Grandfather!"

A series of urgent shouts rang out, and a golden sword aura pierced the sky, instantly shattering the casual strike that Xuanwu had unleashed.

Qian Renxue instantly appeared beside Qian Daoliu helped him up, but her face was also extremely pale, and there was even a Sisi blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

It's obvious that forcing herself to use the Angel Divine Power while heavily injured is a considerable burden for Qian Renxue!

"Qian Renxue! Hmph, today is the perfect day to slay you, this Angel God!" Xuanwu laughed loudly, and in his hand, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe gathered a large amount of evil thoughts, as if he was preparing to unleash some powerful move.

"Xuanwu, stop pretending!" Qian Renxue sneered, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, and gripped the Angel Holy Sword. "You've only just become a god. Even though I'm severely injured, I still have the Power of Faith to back me up. I can't guarantee a win, but dragging you down with me is definitely not a problem!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanwu stopped moving.