Chapter 591 The Gods Descend, Tang San's End



Divine light shines everywhere, and the laws resonate.

The entire Douluo Continent was immersed in this unprecedented "Dawn of the Gods" spectacle.

This process did not last long.

For those receiving the inheritance, it felt as if thousands of years had passed; in an instant, they experienced the complete growth and trials of the divine being.

But to outsiders, it only takes the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

When the first ray of divine light faded, a brand new god was born.

boom!

The crimson Asura divine light suddenly contracted and surged entirely into Ning Liu's body.

His robes transformed into a dark gold and blood-red Asura God Armor, majestic and domineering.

The Void Dream Slayer Sword in his hand has also undergone a complete transformation. On one side of the sword is a changing starry sky, and on the other side is a Shura hell of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, exuding a terrifying aura that can annihilate all things.

An aura of divine kingship, surpassing all other gods, emanated from him, causing heaven and earth to submit.

The new generation of Asura God King, Ning Liu, is born!

Immediately afterwards, the golden angelic light and the purple Rakshasa light merged into Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's bodies.

Two first-level gods, with completely different temperaments but equally stunning beauty, appeared in the air.

They exchanged a glance, and the resentment in their eyes seemed to have faded considerably at the moment they became gods.

Because they know that their stage is no longer this small Douluo Continent.

Subsequently, Tang Chen, Tang Hao, Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi...

One after another, brand new gods were born!

A level-two deity, the God of War Tang Xiao!

A second-level deity, the mighty god Tang Hao!

A level two deity, the God of Sharp Metal, Yang Wudi!

...

A level three deity, the God of Flowing Wind, White Crane!

A level three deity, the Wind God Dou Dou!

...

In a short while, the back mountain of the Glazed Heaven Sect was filled with genuine deities!

This lineup is so impressive that it would make even the Divine Realm Council take notice!

"Is this... the feeling of God?"

Yang Wudi clenched his fist, feeling the surging, sharp metal divine power within his body, and felt that he could pierce through a star with a single spear thrust.

"Hahaha, that's awesome! So awesome!"

Dugu Bo burst into laughter, feeling as if a single sneeze from him could poison his former self.

All the newly ascended gods are excitedly experiencing their newfound power.

Ning Liu hovered atop the gods, calmly watching them.

He could feel that his connection with this world and with all living beings on this continent had become closer than ever before.

He could even hear the prayers and praises of ordinary people from every corner of the mainland.

The boundless power of faith was continuously flowing into his divine body, rapidly stabilizing his newly acquired position as a god-king.

"Is this... the God King?"

Ning Liu sighed inwardly.

In a single thought, one can know the affairs of the world.

In a single thought, one can determine the life and death of all beings.

It's a feeling of being in control of everything.

But he did not become addicted to it.

His gaze pierced through endless space and landed on the ruins of Barak Fortress.

He saw Tang San's face, twisted to the extreme by shock, anger, and resentment.

He also saw behind him those few evil gods who were trembling and whose divine power had dimmed.

"Tang San".

Ning Liu's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Didn't you invite us to come and die?"

"We're here."

He raised his hand, and casually slashed the Void Dream Slayer Sword in front of him.

"A single strike that cleaves all realms."

Sizzle—

A soft sound, as if cloth were being torn.

Above the ruins of Barak Fortress, space itself was torn open like fragile glass, creating a massive rift a kilometer long!

The other end of the crack leads directly to the back mountain of the Glazed Heaven Sect.

Ning Liu took a step forward.

Like a god-king descending, he appeared before Tang San.

Immediately afterwards, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue appeared behind him, one on his left and one on his right.

Then, Tang Chen, Tang Hao, Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi...

One, two, ten, dozens...

One by one, new gods radiating immense divine power emerged from the spatial rift like celestial soldiers and generals, lining up neatly behind Ning Liu.

The entire Barak ruins were instantly enveloped by that terrifying divine pressure!

The sky is trembling.

The earth is wailing.

Tang San and his subordinates, who were under the influence of the evil gods, were as insignificant as a small boat in a stormy sea, and could be capsized at any moment in the face of this pressure composed of gods.

The divine light emanating from their evil spirits was suppressed to a thin layer on their skin, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"No...no..."

Tang San looked at the outrageous "God's Legion" before him, and at Ning Liu, the leader whose aura was unfathomable and who made him feel a stinging pain in his soul even when he looked up at him. His spirit completely collapsed.

"A hallucination...it's all a hallucination!"

He screamed wildly, unable to accept this cruel reality.

He had been plotting and enduring for so long, believing he had gained a tremendous opportunity to return, crush everything, and avenge himself.

And what was the result?

This enormous drop from heaven to hell shattered his Daoist heart, driving him to the brink of madness.

"Tang San, it's been a long time."

Ning Liu's voice rang out calmly, yet it struck Tang San's heart like a series of heavy hammer blows.

"You don't seem very surprised?"

Ning Liu wore a playful smile. "Didn't you want us to face the end of the world in despair?"

"Why do you seem more desperate now?"

"You! Ning Liu!" Tang San's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Ning Liu, his voice hoarse, filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"What have you done?! What kind of sorcery did you use?! This is unfair! This is impossible!"

"fair?"

Ning Liu smiled.

"When you slaughtered countless lives and turned them into nourishment for your growth, did you ever talk to them about fairness?"

"When you betrayed this world, became an agent of an evil god from the outside world, and wanted to turn the entire continent into your 'farm', did you ever think about fairness?"

Ning Liu's voice gradually turned cold.

“A scumbag like you doesn’t deserve to even mention the word ‘fairness’.”

He slowly raised the Empty Dream God-Slaying Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Tang San.

"Your end has come."

The terrifying killing intent of the Asura God King instantly locked onto Tang San.

However, just as Ning Liu was preparing to personally end this nemesis.

A burly figure blocked his way.

It's Tang Hao.

"My lord, please wait a moment."

Tang Hao turned around, bowed to Ning Liu, and then his gaze fell on Tang San. His eyes were filled with disappointment, anger, and a deep sadness.

"I will personally cleanse this beast's house!"

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