Chapter 226: The Descent of the Asura God's Nine Trials, Bibi Dong Wants to Unite the Continent
Just as Tang San was racking his brains trying to find a way to meet Tang Xiao, the Slaughter King, he had no idea that the moment he entered the Slaughter City, he had already attracted the attention of the Asura God in the God Realm.
"To have already reached the rank of Soul Ancestor at such a young age... It seems my successor's talent exceeds even my expectations."
From within the God Realm, the Asura God gazed through endless space at Tang San, unable to help but sigh inwardly.
Originally, he had expected Tang San to need at least several more years before reaching the Soul Ancestor realm.
He hadn't expected Tang San to progress so quickly.
It seemed he had underestimated Tang San's talent.
Now that he knew Tang San's soul power level, the Asura God could no longer remain still.
The time had come to formally meet Tang San and bestow his inheritance.
On the Douluo Continent, within the Slaughter City.
"The Hell Slaughter Arena. I need to achieve one hundred consecutive victories. Only then will I be able to meet my uncle, Tang Xiao, the Slaughter King."
Slaughter City had a rule.
Anyone who achieved one hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena would earn a private audience with the Slaughter King.
After all, the Slaughter King resided within the Bone Jade Palace at the very center of the Slaughter City.
Tang San was merely a Soul Ancestor.
Unless he forged one of the Tang Sect's supreme hidden weapons, there was no way he could force his way inside.
Therefore, the only option was to meet his uncle through the proper method.
Having settled on his plan, Tang San prepared to head toward the Hell Slaughter Arena and officially begin his journey of slaughter.
Possessing twin top-grade martial souls along with the supreme techniques of the Tang Sect, Tang San was confident he could achieve one hundred consecutive victories.
However, at that very moment, a dark crimson mark suddenly appeared upon his forehead.
Soon afterward, Tang San's consciousness was drawn into an endless space resembling a blood-red purgatory.
"What's going on? How did I suddenly end up here?!"
Finding himself pulled into the mysterious space, Tang San instantly panicked.
He activated the Tang Sect technique Purple Demon Eye and carefully observed his surroundings but found no method of escaping this purgatory.
"Damn it! Who exactly dragged me here? If they mean me harm, won't my entire plan for revenge come to an end before it's even begun?"
Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot.
He gritted his teeth, breathing heavily as his fingernails dug deeply into his own flesh.
His heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.
Just as Tang San silently cursed, a voice carrying the authority of heaven itself echoed throughout the blood-red purgatory.
"Tang San, I see that your talent is exceptional. Are you willing to become my successor?"
"My name is Asura."
"I am a God King."
As the majestic voice faded, the divine consciousness of the Asura God manifested within the blood-red purgatory.
He wore crimson armor, divine power the color of blood surging from his body, while killing intent so dense it was nearly tangible filled the surrounding space.
Listening to the Asura God's introduction,
Tang San's eyes widened in shock as he stared fixedly at the divine figure above.
He had never imagined that immediately after entering the Slaughter City, he would meet the mighty Asura God his father Tang Hao had spoken of.
Nor had he imagined he would be fortunate enough to receive the god's inheritance.
Thinking of this,
Tang San could no longer suppress the longing in his heart.
"Lord Asura God, Tang San is willing to become your successor."
Tang San bowed slightly, expressing his utmost respect.
"Very well."
"From this day onward, you need only complete the Asura Nine Trials that I have prepared."
"Upon completing them, you shall inherit my divine position, become an immortal god, and ascend to the God Realm."
The Asura God spoke calmly.
Seeing the confusion in Tang San's eyes, he continued explaining.
"As for the contents of the Asura Nine Trials, when the proper time arrives, your divine trial mark will naturally inform you."
"Each time you complete one trial, I shall grant you an appropriate reward."
"So, Tang San, as my successor, do your utmost to complete the divine trials."
With those words, the Asura God waved his hand.
The blood-red purgatory instantly dispersed, and Tang San's consciousness returned to reality.
Back in the real world,
Tang San reached up and touched the divine trial mark on his forehead.
Only then did he realize that everything that had just happened had been real.
He truly had obtained the inheritance of the mighty Asura God.
As long as he completed all nine divine trials, he would become an immortal deity.
A short while later, the divine trial mark upon Tang San's forehead began glowing with crimson light.
Through the mark, the contents of the first divine trial were transmitted into his mind.
Asura First Trial: Obtain one hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena and acquire the Death God Domain.
Reward for the First Trial: Increase soul power by two ranks, increase the age of all soul rings by one thousand years, and increase compatibility with the Asura God's divine position by 5%.
After learning the contents of the first divine trial, Tang San looked toward the Hell Slaughter Arena with burning anticipation.
…
Within the Atlas Hall of Spirit City, a peerlessly beautiful woman with a tall, graceful figure, snow-white skin, and enchanting curves lay upon a large sofa.
She wore a magnificent golden and purple papal gown, while sheer light-purple stockings wrapped around her long legs.
Without question, this peerless beauty was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall.
At that moment, she stretched out both of her feet, resting them upon the lap of a handsome man who looked like an immortal descended from heaven.
That man was Yun Yuan.
Holding one of Bibi Dong's flawless jade feet with both hands, Yun Yuan carefully massaged it.
"Mmm... Husband, that feels so good..."
Feeling the pleasant sensations spreading through her feet, Bibi Dong let out a delighted murmur, her exquisitely beautiful face flushing slightly.
"Dong'er, is this amount of pressure alright?"
Yun Yuan asked while continuing the massage.
"It's perfect. Husband, your massage skills just keep getting better and better."
Bibi Dong offered her praise without hesitation.
"Oh, right, Husband. There's something I've been thinking about. What do you think?"
Enjoying Yun Yuan's foot massage, Bibi Dong chatted with him as she usually did.
"Dong'er, let's hear it. I'll help you think it over."
Yun Yuan replied.
"It's like this. Don't you think our Spirit Hall can rise even higher?"
"Dong'er, are you saying..."
Hearing this, Yun Yuan had already guessed where she was going.
His senior sister...
seemed destined to walk the same path as before.
Sure enough, Bibi Dong's next words confirmed his suspicion.
"Husband, I want to unite the entire Douluo Continent."
"I want to follow the example of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire and establish a Spirit Empire."
"When that day comes, Husband, you'll become the Emperor of the Spirit Empire."
"As for me, I'll graciously shoulder the responsibility of being Empress on behalf of all our sisters."
"Husband, what do you think of my idea?"
Bibi Dong looked at Yun Yuan expectantly, eagerly awaiting his answer.
Ever since becoming the Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's ambitions had continued to grow.
The two great empires and the major powers across the continent had become increasingly unpleasant in her eyes.
She believed that Spirit Hall could become far more than merely the supreme power standing at the peak of the continent.
It could become the empire that ruled the entire Douluo Continent.
End of Chapter
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