Chapter 381 One Year After the War (4400)
"Is this the end?"
Dugu Yan's fingertips unconsciously stroked the pattern of the Poseidon Trident, and was gradually soaked by the divine power. Her long hair, which changed from purple to sea blue, was draped messily behind her head.
Taking a deep breath, she hugged Fang Ling's right arm with longing in her eyes.
The battle between gods just now was truly too amazing.
He had been given enough opportunities to prepare, but he still treated gods of the same level as children and defeated them as if they were playing.
Her husband has such a majestic figure, I wonder if she can do the same after becoming the God of the Sea?
"That's right, that's right, my husband's abilities are simply unimaginable! I've made a fortune!" Ning Rongrong laughed and jumped into Fang Ling's arms like a happy lark.
She sniffed the breath of God with her nose and rubbed her head against Fang Ling's chest.
When he turned around, he glanced at Ye Lingling proudly out of the corner of his eye.
Both of them are supportive types and have similar personalities, so naturally they have the best relationship.
"Just like a little kid." Ye Lingling stuck out her tongue and hugged Fang Ling's left arm regretfully.
There were stars twinkling in her beautiful sky-blue eyes, her temperament was gentle, and her expression was like soft waves. "Congratulations to my husband on his triumphant return."
"Congratulations, congratulations! Madams, just practice hard, becoming a god will not be a problem!" Fang Ling ignored Tang San who was gritting his teeth and grinned happily.
"I want to go home and take a look." Zhu Zhuqing, who was hugging Fang Ling from behind, tilted her head and looked towards Xingluo City.
She recalled her father's teachings when she was young and the former prosperity of Xingluo City. Seeing this devastated city, she felt a little touched.
"Just go ahead, no one dares to stop you."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, hugged her husband deeply, and quickly headed towards Xingluo City.
Gently leaving the arms of the three women, Fang Ling smiled at his teachers Dugu Bo and Chen Xin, and used the soul-binding chains like a balloon to pull Tang San's red and black soul in front of Ah Yin.
The super artifact Shura Demon Sword that was knocked away has been retrieved, and what he has to do next is to turn Tang San into a dead spirit.
Through the control of space and after a certain amount of screening, all the strong souls on the Douluo Continent, whether they died in war or died of natural causes, were intercepted by the Kingdom of the Dead.
The number of undead is increasing continuously. There are already five undead in the divine kingdom, namely the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, and the Water and Fire Dragon Kings.
But Tang San’s soul has a different meaning. It is the most precious undead spirit Fang Ling has ever seen!
The Shura Soul possesses the Shura God Position! The Soul and the Shura God Position are closely connected, and it is not easy to strip the God Position.
Through simple judgment based on the laws of the soul, Fang Ling assessed that it could not be done in a short period of time, so he brought him to A Yin.
Always do what you promised to others.
"I have detained Tang San, you can ask him yourself." He said with a smile.
The plump and delicious blue-haired beauty looked at Tang San's soul, whose resentment was about to turn into a vast ocean, and pursed her lips slightly, not knowing what to ask for a moment.
"Who is she?" Tang San felt an extremely familiar breath of life, just like the emperor of blue silver grass.
An impossible character gradually took shape in my mind.
"Who is she! Fang Ling!"
The Shura God's throne on the forehead burst out with a red light, and an indescribable strange feeling came through the blood.
Tang San struggled hard, and his bound soul began to fluctuate slightly, contrary to its normal state, and the chains seemed to be about to be stretched open.
Want to escape? Wouldn't it make me look incompetent if I let you run away? Fang Ling raised his eyes and immediately increased his strength. More than three times the number of tiny chains pierced into his soul, anchoring it at a deeper level.
"ah--!"
Screams were accompanied by severe pain that penetrated into the soul. The red halo that Tang San had tried his best to unfold by mobilizing the divine position suddenly stagnated, and was immediately crushed by the chains.
"Puff!" A black and red mist spewed out of his mouth after the backlash, and the aura emitted by his soul suddenly weakened a lot.
Ah Yin saw everything, a trace of pity flashed across his brows, and he subconsciously walked closer and slowly raised his hand.
In the end, it never touched and was frozen in the air.
"Xiao San, my child." She uttered these six words with difficulty and affection. Her soothing tone made the resentment flowing in Tang San's soul suddenly pause.
“Mother…?” Tang San compared the beauty in front of him with the Blue Silver Emperor who had never appeared in his eyes, his face full of disbelief, “What’s wrong with you?”
He clearly remembered that Fang Ling said that the Blue Silver Emperor's seedling had been crushed! Moreover, even if the mother was not dead, how could she recover in such a short time?
"My child, this is the last time I will call you." Ah Yin's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.
Tang San's wandering thoughts were interrupted by these decisive words, and his spirit was suddenly shocked.
No matter what, the blood connection cannot be faked, and the pretty and beautiful woman in front of him is definitely his mother.
The mother whom he thought had died suddenly appeared before him, and he had someone to rely on again in this world. But how could she say such cruel words? How could she stand on Fang Ling's side?
Tang San was confused and wanted to ask urgently, but Ah Yin did not give him time to ask.
"I heard from Fang Ling that you are the so-called extraterritorial demon, right?" Ah Yin stared at Fang Ling without blinking.
"No!" Tang San retorted harshly.
He moved extremely fast, fearing that if he was a step slower someone would notice something.
The hatred towards Ling could not be eliminated, and after it deeply permeated his soul, it made him lose his rationality.
Little did he know that the more impatient he was, the more it proved his identity as the demon from outside the domain.
"My poor child!"
Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and Ah Yin let out a long sigh.
"Mother, please listen to my explanation! I am..." Tang San said hurriedly.
"You came into this world because you devoured the original soul of this body!" Fang Ling interrupted him with a sneer.
"I didn't!" Tang San wasn't sure if this was true. He was in a daze when he came here, just a little confused, but he still refuted instinctively.
I can’t keep falling into Fang Ling’s rhythm, I must ask back!
"Are you telling the truth? You used my mother's death to anger me in the past? Who knows if you are talking nonsense now?" Tang San seized on Fang Ling's lies.
"I know Tang Hao and your personalities. We have been enemies since we got the spirit bones. Do you believe what I say? Why don't you go eat shit when I tell you to?"
"I've already found the place, why can't I just take it away quietly? Why do I have to leave a note?" Fang Ling smiled scornfully and shook his head, "What a silly and cute little thing!"
"Fang Ling! You! Ugh..." The power of resentment has exceeded the proportion of Shura's divine power. Tang San was provoked by Fang Ling. He twisted left and right, wanting to curse.
But the soul-binding chains were so strong that he couldn't move at all.
Even his mouth was sealed and he couldn't utter a word.
"Me what?" Fang Ling pointed to his forehead, "What do you think this is?"
"The throne of death! The law of the soul!"
"How can I not recognize that the souls of another world devoured the souls of Douluo Continent? You and I are just sitting there doing nothing!"
"And..." Fang Ling smiled maliciously and stretched out his hand to pull out the fate from Tang San.
The fate of a god protected by the Law of Slaughter is not easy to change, but Tang San is left with only his soul, a rootless duckweed, a phoenix with its feathers shed.
In addition, his fate was diluted by Fang Ling during the process of becoming a god, so it can barely be traced back.
In the battle just now, Tang San performed too weakly, resulting in many of his back-up plans not being used.
Fang Ling made use of the waste to make it concrete, just to give Ah Yin a proof! The divine armor was put on, and the rose-gold eye of destiny between his eyebrows opened. He pulled hard along Tang San's web of destiny with both hands, and a bright thread of destiny with an otherworldly aura was revealed before the eyes of the world.
Asura God is the law enforcement god of the divine world. The areas he controls are nothing but the subordinates of the divine world. The source of this soul must be within the territory of the divine world!
"Bashu Tang Sect, outer sect disciple Tang San!"
After the tracing was completed, Fang Ling said this sentence word by word.
As he looked horrified, she lightly tapped her index finger, revealing Tang San's life through the thread of fate.
She was picked up by the outer sect elder, Master Tang Lan, and brought back to the Tang Sect. She secretly learned the "Xuantian Baolu", made hidden weapons, the Buddha's Wrath Tanglian, jumped off a cliff, and then came to the Douluo Continent. She heard a deep male voice shouting "Third sister, don't abandon me!"...
Tang San's past and present life flashed before everyone's eyes like a phantom.
"He has a clear consciousness since he was a baby and can remember what others have said. He is really amazing! And what about the Xuantian Treasure Record and Tang Sect hidden weapons that are very different from the mainland style?"
In a flash, the truth was revealed, Tang San's defenses were broken, his pupils trembled, and he began to gasp for breath.
Fang Ling took advantage of the situation and continued, "You have shown abnormalities since childhood. Do you really think your father, a Titled Douluo, doesn't know about it?"
"You were poorly nourished when you were a child. You were a skinny, short black kid! Have you ever wondered why you didn't have enough to eat?"
"Tang Hao, you go and tell him." Fang Ling pointed his hand and Tang Hao, whose hair was as sharp as steel needles, had a dark complexion and a strong back, appeared in front of him.
Tang San saw this familiar image again, his mouth opened wide, and his heart suddenly paused: "Father!"
Tang Hao had been sealed in the kingdom of God for a long time. He was inevitably excited when he saw the light of day again. He quietly glanced at the clear sky that had been repaired by Fang Ling, and then he looked at Tang San.
Tang Hao also heard Fang Ling's question, and at this moment he looked at Tang San with an extremely complicated look.
Tang Hao is a Titled Douluo, how could he not know it even if he was drunk?
After all, he is the fruit of his love with A Yin, so Tang Hao always pays some attention to Tang San and is always paying attention to him!
Those abnormalities naturally came into view.
There are precedents for precocity, but does Tang San really think he concealed his behavior before awakening his martial spirit well?
That is a unique ability in Douluo Continent! "Xiao San, my god is right. You have too many flaws. If it weren't for your twin martial spirits and your innate full soul power, which gave me hope for revenge, I wouldn't recognize you."
The words were very cold and full of utilitarianism. Tang Hao's words were a heavy blow to Tang San.
The affection between his parents was almost severed, and Tang San suffered a huge mental shock.
He also thought of a question: "When I became a god, I felt like my soul was broken, but in the end I somehow passed the test..."
This was something he couldn't figure out and found strange.
Fang Ling grinned: "I helped you through it, and I mended your soul!"
"Didn't the Asura God stop us?!"
"He wanted to alleviate your hatred towards me, so he created an illusion of me for you to kill, but he ended up making things worse, and I was able to sense it."
"Originally, I left a backup plan in your soul, but it was a pity that you didn't use it."
Fang Ling's eyes moved slightly, Tang San's soul was split, and then healed under a mysterious wave.
Tang San: ...
After a long silence, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are the Tang Sect and Haotian Sect?"
Fang Ling said bluntly: "All those who have participated in the war and are hostile to the Wuhun Empire will be killed."
"The Tang Sect was disbanded, but the hidden weapons are indeed good, and they will get new opportunities for appointment in the future. The Haotian Sect, including Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, and many third-generation disciples, have all died."
"The souls have already entered my kingdom of God. Do you want to see it?"
Tang San shook his head blankly and had nothing more to say.
It was all over now! He simply gave up all resistance and let the power of death erode his soul.
He had lost his fighting spirit and could not see any hope. The God Shura could not save him. Several great gods in the God Realm tacitly acknowledged that the throne of the God Shura was in Fang Ling's hands.
This is Fang Ling’s trophy, and it will eventually be passed on to someone else and returned to the God Realm. No one else has the right to interfere.
It's just a throne of a god king. Although it is important, it would be more troublesome if it harms the future supreme god.
…
In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and Fang Ling opened his eyes in the Judgment Hall of Death, holding a huge blood-red sword.
The blood-red giant sword shone brightly, and the brilliant light of the law shone on it.
For a year, he persisted and worked hard, and finally completely stripped away his godhood and officially turned Tang San into a dead spirit!
This is something worth celebrating.
As long as the energy of the City of Slaughter is restored and the divine power is accumulated again, Fang Ling can pass the Shura throne to whoever he wants!
He already has a goal, that is, to give it to Grandpa Dugubo! Age is not a problem, didn't Tang Chen also reach the eighth test? Dugubo is even more suitable than Tang Chen, who plays with a hammer! He is cruel and ruthless, killing people without a trace, and his notoriety can stop children from crying at night.
Even though he had never been to the Slaughter City, his murderous aura was enough to turn into substance, making him a more suitable Shura God embryo than Tang Chen! Of course, Dugu Bo's cultivation was not enough for the time being, and the energy in the Slaughter City was not enough. In a short period of time, the Shura Temple could not gather enough energy to condense the God Ring.
Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, Fang Ling established the Death Judgment Hall! A year has passed, and the world has changed dramatically.
The original Xingluo Empire has been brought under the control of the Wuhun Empire, and the Xingluo soul masters have been dispersed and moved to various parts of the empire.
Wuhun City naturally became the capital of the Wuhun Empire and was undergoing major construction.
After much consideration, a topic was also put on the agenda - digging up old issues.
That is, to clean up the evil in the world and wipe out all the monsters and demons! If there were no extraordinary world, the forces would be intertwined and the rulers would not dare to act rashly if they wanted to issue orders normally.
Whatever we do, at most it is just a lot of noise but little rain.
However, this is Douluo Continent! What ensures that the Wuhun Empire can rule the world and not be overthrown is not the will of the people, not the military power, but the personal unparalleled power from God! Fang Ling took the initiative to take on this difficult task.
It's for the soul.
By the way, rectify the discipline of the Wuhun Empire and regulate the behavior of soul masters.
His reputation as a genius is unparalleled throughout the ages, and his generosity in donating tens of thousands of ten-thousand-year-old soul bones to fill the imperial treasury has brought his fame to its peak.
This does not include the baptism of life force when the martial soul awakens.
He is extremely loved.
But at the same time, his reputation for brutality is unparalleled.
Bibi Dong passed on the throne half a year ago and has been comprehending the laws in secret, hoping to solve her appearance problem as soon as possible. The world is grateful for her agreement to the mainland, but knows very little about it.
Qian Renxue is the Sun Angel God, Her Majesty the new Queen of the Wuhun Empire, and she must pay attention to her reputation.
Among the three gods, only Fang Ling doesn't care about his reputation.
His faith comes from the Kingdom of the Dead, and the world's faith is dispensable.
In order to fill up the City of Slaughter and replenish the energy lost due to Tang San's becoming a god, the Judgment Hall of Death judges all guilty people in the name of God.
There are millions of undead enforcing the law without any emotion or reason. The undead are directly connected with Fang Ling. They have great power and there is no one in the world that they cannot judge!
With the eye of destiny, he can determine the guilt of people with just one glance.
To this end, Fang Ling also discussed with the God of Shura, gained control of the City of Slaughter, and stopped the purge of the remnants of the two empires and the evil nobles.
These sinners were escorted by the Hall of Death to the City of Slaughter.
The demiplane of Slaughter City was almost full.
Supplying blood when alive and providing souls after death can be considered as maximizing the value of utilization.
(End of this chapter)
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