Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
The chosen one? The chosen one of the Asura God?!
What terrible price did she pay to receive the Rakshasa God's inheritance?
Struggling amidst the conspiracies and infighting of the Spirit Hall, sinking into endless pain and resentment, he was finally chosen by that evil god.
What about Ningliu?
What did he do?
He merely forged a sword here, yet it attracted the presence of the God-King who was in charge of judgment and slaughter, and he was directly designated as a candidate for the position of God.
A complex mix of emotions surged within her.
There was shock, absurdity, and even a hint of jealousy that she herself hadn't realized she was experiencing.
This is no flower goddess or grass goddess; this is the Asura God, one of the five supreme god kings of the divine realm!
On what grounds?
However, this was only for a fleeting moment.
She then sighed.
Ning Liu is a man of great fortune; it's too amazing. Why be jealous?
Besides, didn't I also benefit from Ning Liu's influence?
When Chrysanthemum Douluo thought back to the strange evaluation that adult had given him of his "Chrysanthemum God" inheritance, his old face couldn't help but feel a little hot.
Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable. Comparing gods to gods... well, you'll end up scattering their ashes to the winds.
Titan and Xu Jiushi were completely numb, their minds blank.
What happened today has far exceeded their imagination.
The descent of a god, the selection of a successor—this is practically a chapter from mythology.
Ning Liu, at the eye of the storm, began to beat strongly again after a brief pause.
He didn't expect it either.
He had once tried to leverage the power of "the thoughts of all beings" to change the divine position through a religious altar, but to no avail.
Now, simply by virtue of his dedication to the way of the sword, he has created a replica of the Asura Sword, which has unexpectedly opened the door to the God King.
What's this?
You may plant flowers with care, but they may not bloom; you may plant willows without care, and they may thrive.
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, met the all-seeing gaze of the Asura God, and bowed once more:
"This junior is willing to accept the test."
Without hesitation, without delay.
Clearly, Ning Liu was aware that he possessed a system, but he wasn't that arrogant!
The God of Asura is, after all, one of the five great God Kings of Douluo Continent!
To refuse such a heaven-sent opportunity would be truly foolish.
"very good."
The Asura God's voice remained unchanged.
“My test began the moment you accepted the identity of ‘God’s Chosen One’.”
"This time, I've decided to take an unconventional approach."
"Your divine test will not have specific criteria; every choice you make, every battle you fight, will be a test."
"This sword," he glanced at the newly created divine weapon in Ning Liu's hand.
"It was born because of you and will accompany you as you grow. Only when you can truly unleash its full potential will you have passed your final test."
Ning Liu gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.
The hum of the sword seemed to resonate with his heartbeat, conveying a soaring fighting spirit.
"My lord, before I undergo the test, I have something to tell you."
Ning Liu suddenly spoke.
"explain."
"This matter concerns another predecessor who once embarked on the path of your legacy."
With a thought, Ning Liu conjured a figure out of thin air in front of everyone.
The man wore a blood-red robe, his face was withered, his eyes were closed, and he exuded an aura that was both powerful and chaotic.
It was Tang Chen who was parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King and turned into a puppet of the Killing City.
Although he saved me, now...
The Asura God's gaze fell on Tang Chen.
"Tang Chen..."
He uttered the name.
"This kid is a top-notch candidate in terms of temperament, talent, and willpower."
“Back then, he had already passed the many tests I set. He only needed the final drop of divine blood to be baptized before he could inherit my divine position.”
The voice of the Asura God carried a hint of regret, but more so, a chilling rage.
"pity……"
"That crazy woman Rakshasa, while I was busy judging the evil god of the other world and not paying attention, she once again attacked me with dirty tricks."
His gaze swept over Bibi Dong almost imperceptibly.
Bibi Dong felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, and her blood almost froze.
It's perfectly clear who this is referring to.
"Hmph, the same despicable methods as always."
The Asura God didn't react much, letting out a cold snort as an invisible wave swept over Tang Chen's body.
"Using evil thoughts as a lure and blood bats as a medium, they erode the soul and usurp the power of the divine examination... What a clever scheme."
He made his assessment in a calm tone, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
The struggle between gods is so dangerous and bizarre.
"My lord, is there any hope for Senior Tang Chen?" Ning Liu asked.
All eyes were focused on the God of Asura.
"His divine path is severed, his divine soul is defiled, and his demigod body is riddled with holes by evil forces. To mortals, he is already a dead man," the Asura God said slowly.
Ning Liu's heart sank.
"But, before me, there is no death in the true sense."
With a sudden change of tone, the might of the God-King was fully revealed!
He extended a finger encased in dark red armor and pointed it at Tang Chen's brow from a distance.
There was no earth-shattering roar, no cataclysmic energy burst.
Only a pure, extremely refined dark red divine light shot out from his fingertips and instantly entered Tang Chen's body.
"Sizzle—"
A piercing scream, so shrill it seemed otherworldly, erupted from Tang Chen's body.
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