The Dragon God Revived? The Divine Realm Was Shocked!

The Asura God gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with shock.

Killing someone in the Divine Realm was nothing short of a challenge to his authority as a God Realm Enforcer.

Just then, the Asura God seemed to notice something.

He abruptly closed his eyes, sensing the faint trace of aura lingering in the hall.

It was a wisp of backlash carried back from the lower realm along the divine sense connection.

He had barely sensed it.

Thud, thud, thud!

The Asura God, the supreme god who governed slaughter and was reputed to have the greatest combat strength in the Divine Realm, actually staggered back three full steps against his will.

"Dragon..."

The Asura God swallowed, a trace of terror in his voice.

"That was the blood vitality of the Dragon Clan!"

The Sea God froze beside him.

"The Dragon Clan? Impossible!"

The Sea God hurried a step forward and argued.

"Back when the Dragon God led the Soul Beast Clan in rebellion, you cleaved him in two with a single sword strike."

"How could any surviving remnant of the Dragon Clan possibly kill the Angel God in an instant?"

At this, the Asura God stared at the empty divine throne, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"It wasn't a remnant."

"This aura was far too ancient, and..."

The Asura God drew a deep breath, seemingly unable to believe his own judgment.

"The density of this blood vitality was ten thousand times more terrifying than the Dragon God's back then!"

Hearing this, the Sea God felt his brain buzz, and his entire body went rigid.

Ten thousand times more terrifying than the Dragon God?

How could such a monster possibly exist in this world!

"The aura came from the lower realm."

The Asura God abruptly turned to look at the endless starry expanse beneath the Divine Realm.

"It was Douluo Star!"

"The divine sense Angel left behind with her inheritance on Douluo Star touched that thing and brought on this backlash!"

The two supreme gods exchanged looks, each seeing unprecedented gravity in the other's eyes.

Just what had happened on Douluo Star?

Could this vast universe hold some terrifying creature beyond the Divine Realm that even gods dared not touch?

Meanwhile, on Douluo Star.

Deep underground.

Gu Xian knew nothing of the earthquake that had shaken the Divine Realm.

He was still sleeping soundly.

To him, that so-called "Divine Sense Probing" just now had not even amounted to a brush of a breeze.

His body had not even mounted an instinctive rejection response; it was merely a trace of the weight of his blood vitality accompanying the normal flow of his blood.

It had traveled up the network cable and crushed the god above who had tried to "apply a cupping jar" until she burst.

At the same time.

Spirit City, Douluo Continent.

Silence filled the Pope's Palace, broken only by the occasional sound of falling rubble.

After coughing up that mouthful of blood, Qian Daoliu had completely lost consciousness.

His once-vast aura as a Level 99 Limit Douluo was now as feeble as a guttering candle in the wind, seemingly liable to go out at any moment.

Bibi Dong sat dazedly amid the ruins, looking at Qian Daoliu's miserable condition, her whole body ice-cold.

Even a god had fallen.

Then what meaning was there in the power she had pursued so bitterly all this time?

Suddenly, as though something had occurred to her, a flash of madness crossed Bibi Dong's eyes.

"The Rakshasa God..."

"That's right, I still have the Rakshasa God's inheritance!"

Bibi Dong staggered to her feet, not even bothering to brush the dust off herself, and raced straight toward the secret chamber beneath the Pope's Palace.

The Angel God had been killed instantly by that monster.

But the Rakshasa God governed evil and resentment, and might have a way to evade that monster's perception!

She was now like a drowning person desperately trying to clutch the last straw that could save her life.

Moments later, Bibi Dong reached the underground chamber perpetually shrouded in purplish-black mist.

A ferocious-looking statue of the Rakshasa God was enshrined here.

Normally, the moment she stepped inside, the statue would emit a heart-pounding divine pressure, urging her to undertake the Divine Examination.

Today, however, things were completely different.

The chamber was terrifyingly quiet.

Instead of spreading outward, the purplish-black mist of evil huddled tightly inside the statue, as though it had encountered its natural predator.

"Great Rakshasa God!"

Bibi Dong hurried to the statue and dropped to her knees with a thud.

"I am your inheritor. A monster capable of instantly killing gods has appeared on Douluo Star!"

"I beg you to send down a divine oracle and guide me..."

Before Bibi Dong could finish.

Buzz!

The statue of the Rakshasa God before her suddenly shuddered violently.

Then, beneath Bibi Dong's astonished gaze, a dense layer of purple Sealing Formations actually appeared across the statue's surface.

That was the Rakshasa God's divine power!

But it was not being used to manifest a divine miracle; it was being used to seal off the aura!

Then a flustered, exasperated thought flashed swiftly through Bibi Dong's mind.

"Shut up!"

"Are you trying to lure that monster over?!"

"From now on, the Divine Examination is suspended indefinitely. Do not contact me again!"

Snap!

The instant the thought finished transmitting, every trace of light on the Rakshasa God's statue went out.

Even the divine material of the statue itself turned into the most ordinary stone.

The Rakshasa God had actually taken the initiative to sever all contact with the inheritor, unilaterally disconnecting from the network!

Bibi Dong knelt on the floor, utterly dumbstruck.

Gone.

The mighty Rakshasa God, a First-Level God, had not even dared show a face, and had been frightened into sealing away the divine presence!

Looking at the statue before her that had turned into ordinary stone.

Bibi Dong's mouth twitched.

"Hahaha..."

"Gods, so these are the gods who stand so high above us!"

"Before that monster, you don't even have the courage to take a look. Have you all become turtles hiding your heads in your shells!"

Elsewhere.

A few days later.

In a remote town on the Douluo Continent.

This was the only entrance to Slaughter City.

Inside the town's tavern sat quite a few fallen souls, their faces vicious, fugitives wandering the world.

Bang!

Someone kicked the tavern doors open.

A figure draped in a black cloak walked in. It was Tang San, who had run all the way from the Star Dou Great Forest.

Tang San approached the bar and casually tossed down a few Gold Soul Coins, his voice hoarse.

"Give me a Bloody Mary."

His father, Tang Hao, had told him that only by drinking that Bloody Mary mixed with human blood would he qualify to enter Slaughter City.

Yet the server behind the bar merely glanced at him as though he were insane.

"We don't have any."

The server waved impatiently.

"If you want a drink, we have cheap ale. We stopped serving Bloody Marys ages ago."

Tang San frowned, a vicious glint flashing through his eyes.

In his view, this was definitely Slaughter City's first test for him.

They were testing whether he was ruthless enough!

"You don't?"

Tang San sneered, his right hand abruptly sweeping across his waist.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several cold gleams flashed as Shadowless Needles shot out instantly.

Several burly fallen men beside the bar who had been preparing to enjoy the show clutched their throats and collapsed into pools of blood without even letting out a scream.

"How about now?"

Tang San stared at the server, his tone brimming with arrogance.

He thought his decisive display of killing would surely intimidate the other party.

To his surprise, the server glanced at the corpses on the floor and, rather than showing fear, looked at Tang San as though he were an idiot.

"What's wrong with you?"

The server cursed at him as though addressing a fool.

"I already told you, we stopped serving it! You could fucking kill everyone in town, and it still wouldn't do any good!"

"The King of Slaughter personally gave strict orders. The Blood Pool has been completely sealed off, and not a single drop of Yellow Springs Dew is allowed out!"

"Forget the entrance. The whole of Slaughter City is under lockdown now. No one is allowed in or out!"

Tang San froze at those words.

The whole city was under lockdown? The Blood Pool was sealed?

How was that possible!

His father had clearly said that Slaughter City was a lawless paradise of sin where people could enter but never leave.

How could it suddenly seal its gates?

"Hmph. Playing mysterious tricks."

Tang San did not believe a word of it.

He firmly believed this was still a test.

"If you won't let me in, I'll go in myself!"

Tang San kicked the bar to pieces, revealing the enormous passage entrance hidden beneath it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San leaped straight into the bottomless dark passage.

"Another lunatic rushing off to reincarnate..."

Watching Tang San's back as he jumped down, the server shook his head speechlessly.

Was that place underground somewhere people could go now?

Whoosh!

Wind howled past his ears.

Tang San fell through the darkness for a long time before finally landing steadily on the ground of the underground world.

The instant he landed, an indescribable wave of heat struck him in the face, instantly drenching him in sweat.

"So hot..."

Tang San frowned slightly.

He went on full alert, several Bone-Piercing Nails already held in his right hand, ready at any moment to meet an attack from Slaughter City's law enforcement squad.

According to his father's description, a terrifying black-armored knight should appear at this point to intercept him.

Yet when Tang San clearly saw the scene before him, he froze.

There was indeed a group of black-armored knights at the city gate ahead.

But they were not charging toward him on warhorses.

Instead, they were feverishly hauling bricks?

Dozens of fully armed black-armored knights were carrying enormous Dragon-Breaking Stones, desperately stuffing them into the passage leading to the inner city.

Every one of them was drenched in sweat, their eyes filled with barely concealed panic.

"Hurry! Bring a few more over!"

The knight commander leading them roared himself hoarse.

"Seal every gap with molten iron! If even a trace of the aura inside leaks out, we're all dead!"

This captain was none other than Scott, the King of Slaughter's trusted subordinate.

At that moment, he had none of an enforcer's imposing presence left. He looked more like a refugee fleeing a natural disaster.

Tang San watched the scene, utterly dumbfounded.

This was nothing like the trial of slaughter he had imagined!

"Who's there?!"

Just then, Scott spotted Tang San standing in the distance and immediately braced himself as though facing a formidable enemy.

Tang San took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and slowly walked over.

He decided to reveal his identity and get straight to the point.

Hum!

An enormous jet-black iron hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, radiating a heavy, oppressive might.

"Tang San of the Clear Sky Sect."

Tang San looked at Scott, his voice calm yet carrying an air of insufferable arrogance.

"My father is Tang Hao."

"I've come here to pass through Hell Road and obtain the Divine Slaughter's Domain."

Tang San fully believed that all he needed to do was invoke the name of the Clear Sky Douluo and reveal the world's number one tool Martial Soul.

The other party would certainly brace for a formidable enemy, then respectfully open the slaughter arena's trial for him.

Yet Scott glanced at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, then at his pretentious display.

"Fuck your Divine Slaughter's Domain!"

Scott immediately unleashed a torrent of abuse, nearly spraying spit onto Tang San's face.

"So what if you're Tang Hao's son?"

"Can't you see we're sealing off the city?!"

Scott pointed at the passage behind him, already half blocked by Dragon-Breaking Stones, and roared in furious exasperation:

"Hell Road? The slaughter arena?"

"Right now, even the King of Slaughter doesn't dare take half a step near that place!"

"You want a domain?"

"Fine! If you dare walk into the Blood Pool and take one look at that thing, I'll call you Grandpa!"

Hearing Scott's torrent of abuse, Tang San's expression darkened.

A test?

Tang San sneered inwardly.

Did they really think such a cheap provocation and act could fool the eyes of a Tang Sect disciple?

Even the King of Slaughter didn't dare take half a step near it?

What an utterly ridiculous joke!

In Tang San's eyes, this was definitely the first hurdle Slaughter City had deliberately set up to test an intruder's courage.

If he believed a lie that could be punctured with a single poke, he would not deserve to obtain the Divine Slaughter's Domain.

"Since you refuse to open the entrance, I'll fight my own way in!"

A cold gleam flashed in Tang San's eyes.

He instantly activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet.

His entire body became a blur as he swept straight past Scott and the others' defensive line, charging toward the inner-city passage that was about to be sealed by Dragon-Breaking Stones.

"Fuck! Stop him!"

Scott's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his voice cracked with fright.

"Hurry, stop that lunatic!"

But Tang San was too fast.

He swung the Clear Sky Hammer fiercely, sending two black-armored knights who tried to block him flying, armor and all.

Then, just before the final Dragon-Breaking Stone fell, Tang San slid feetfirst straight into the passage leading to the inner city.

Bang!

The heavy Dragon-Breaking Stone dropped all the way down, sealing the passage completely.

Staring at the sealed passage, Scott collapsed onto his backside, his face ashen.

"It's over..."

"That brain-dead idiot actually dared go in..."

Inside the passage, Tang San brushed the dust off himself, then stood up.

He heard the sound of the Dragon-Breaking Stone falling outside, and a smug smile curled his lips.

"I've passed the first test."

Gripping the Clear Sky Hammer with complete confidence, Tang San strode deeper into the passage.

Yet the farther he went, the more he felt something was wrong.

It was too hot.

The temperature in the passage was outrageously high, as though he had walked into an enormous furnace.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill circulated furiously within Tang San, yet it still could not hold back the waves of heat that threatened to roast a person dry.

Not only that, but the surrounding air was thick with a suffocating smell of blood.

Yet mingled with that bloody smell was a terrifying pressure that made him want to drop to his knees.

"Is this killing intent made tangible?"

Tang San gritted his teeth, forcibly enduring the discomfort in his heart.

"It seems Slaughter City's core area really is no simple place!"

He attributed all of this to Slaughter City's unique environment.

At last, Tang San passed through the long tunnel and reached the edge of the underground Blood Pool.

When he clearly saw the sight before him, he froze on the spot.