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— Chapter 178 —

Han Yuan and Di Yating went to the ruined mountain and found a human-shaped hole several meters deep, casting light below.

“Oy, are you alright there?” Han Yuan asked, waving his hand.

Di Yating’s mouth twitched speechlessly, ‘What kind of inhuman question is that?’

‘You blew up his balls, and ask if he was alright? You’re rubbing salt on his wounds. Even the devil wasn’t so cruel.’

Of course, Di Yating only dared to say these in her heart. Looking at how casually brutal Han Yuan dealt with this ambusher, she doesn’t want to experience it, too.

Di Yating sighed, “That little guy fainted from extreme pain and was dying.”

“The Twilight Shield didn’t just reflect sneak attack, but also corroded him with the polarization effect of Twilight Attribute. His darkness attribute is ‘thoroughly’ purged, leaving a raging light attribute instead.”

“Jeez, I don’t know a Title Douluo would be so fragile.” Han Yuan couldn’t help but comment. “Then, again, an Agility-Attack System spirit master, even if they are a Title Douluo, is always known as Glass Cannon, and they are not very good at taking damage.”

High attack, extreme speed, but little to no protection.

Di Yating nodded because she knew about this too well. There are many powerful divine beasts in the Divine Realm, but those who focus on extreme things often have glaring weaknesses.

Di Yating, herself, included.

Not to mention, a human titled douluo.

Although Di Yating must admit Ghost Douluo was decent for staying alive despite that counterattack, in her eyes, he’s just a slightly bigger ant to squash.

In the end, he’s still dying.

“What should I do, hmm?” Han Yuan pondered to himself.

“You can just leave him here.” Di Yating replied ruthlessly. She didn’t care about the weakling’s fate. “At most, you can give him a fast ending.”

Han Yuan glanced at Di Yating helplessly. “You’re really merciless when it comes to weak people, huh?”

“I mean, he tried to ambush you.” Di Yating shrugged, showing no concern for Ghost Douluo’s life and death. She pitied this weak little guy for a split second, but that’s it.

“If he tried to ambush me, he wouldn’t have a body left by now.”

“So bloodthirsty, I see.” Han Yuan was speechless. “Maybe you should try to be more peaceful.”

“I don’t want to hear that from you…” Di Yating didn’t insult Han Yuan on his face, but her eyes still showed indifference.

“Okay, okay, my bad.” Han Yuan raised his arms. This woman couldn’t even take a joke.

Han Yuan looked down again and decided to spare this poor man. Well, he felt bad about the accident. After all, as a fellow man, he couldn’t possibly leave this guy suffering.

It’s not like Han Yuan hates Ghost Douluo. This encounter should teach him a lesson. Or two.

Han Yuan thought, ‘This guy probably takes orders from Bibi Dong before I cleanse Raksasha’s Resentment.’

‘Poor guy, having such a boss is no different than putting one leg into his grave.’

Recalling the event in the animation, the Ghost Douluo’s death is rather embarrassing because this guy was purified to death by Tang San’s Sea God’s Light.

He got beamed into light particles.

What a poor guy.

‘Well, since the Spirit Hall would be my ally sooner or later. I can’t just kill their elders, right?’ Han Yuan made an excuse.

Then, he healed Ghost Douluo using a recovery pill made of 10,000-year-old ginseng, as well as a drop of his concentrated blood. A bright green-purple light bloomed in the hole as the title douluo’s body regenerated rapidly, including the family’s jewel.

That shows just how powerful Han Yuan’s vitality is. His blood is just as precious as Immortal Herb in terms of healing power. In fact, the 10,000-year-old ginseng is merely the cherry on top to make sure the Ghost Douluo’s internal organs won’t fail afterward.

Thankfully, Ghost Douluo fainted, or he would scream from the pain and heat of rapid regeneration.

In another ten minutes or so, Ghost Douluo would return to his peak, and even his old injury would be gone completely.

“You’re too kind.” Di Yating snorted on the side. “This kind of weakling doesn’t deserve such treatment.”

Han Yuan shrugged, “He can be considered our future ally to fight the Son of Corruption. While his cultivation is not good in your eyes, his martial soul has quite a potential.”

“I can be unforgiving to my enemy, but he’s not.”

“If you think what I did is worthless, then you also must consider the fact that this guy is a subordinate of God’s inheritor, who holds the position of Spirit Hall’s pope.”

“Saving his life is a loan.”

“I will get it back after meeting Bibi Dong again.”

“What kind of God?” Di Yating narrowed her eyes.

Han Yuan smiled faintly, “Qian Renxue’s mother, Bibi Dong, is the inheritor of Rakshasa God.”

“Tsk, just another pesky god.” Di Yating clicked her tongue. She thought it would be some noble god, but the Raksasha God is really not impressive in her eyes.

“You may think so, but Bibi Dong’s importance in my plan is much bigger than you… Believe it or not.” Han Yuan added as a matter of fact.

“I met you by accident, but Bibi Dong wasn’t.”

Di Yating’s eyes widened in disbelief, “You gotta be joking! How could a mere inheritor of 1st Class God have more importance than me, a noble True Dragon?”

“My potential could rival that of a Dragon God!”

“Yes, but that potential comes from me.” Han Yuan replied with a playful smile.

“That…” Di Yating was stunned. She couldn’t refute that statement, as her recent potential outburst stemmed from performing the Soul Contract with Han Yuan.

Demonic Power is simply that powerful.

“And I am not joking.” Han Yuan added casually. “Bibi Dong’s importance lies in the fact that she is the Raksasha God’s inheritor. If she inherited any other god, my plan won’t work.”

“Do you know why?”

“Why?” Di Yating bit her lips, feeling wronged.

Looking at those watery eyes and red lips, Han Yuan answered with a hint of murder in his voice, “Because she can seize the authority of God from Asura.”

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Divine Realm.

“No, no, no!” A roar echoed in the Asura God’s temple because Asura felt that Tang San’s luck was ‘rapidly’ getting lower and lower each second.

“What happened in the Douluo Star? I have invested so much in Tang San, and even stole the luck of countries and Son of Plane to help him get stronger faster, yet his luck dropped instead?”

“It doesn’t make sense!”

Asura was angry. His plan was about to succeed and allowed him to reap a huge benefit, but it failed before it could even begin.

Then, Asura sensed another despairing event. The fail-safe plan he had left in Raksasha God’s inheritor is ‘thoroughly’ cleansed, meaning Tang San wouldn’t have an easy time soon.

“Who!” Asura’s eyes burned with red flame.

“WHO MESSED WITH MY PLAN!”

Asura has never been so angry in his life. Although having his authority in the God Realm’s center is annoying enough, having his plan ruined is even more aggravating.

To make things worse. Asura couldn’t just observe the Douluo Star to find out what happened, or else that guy, the God of Destruction, would have noticed his move.

“This is not good.” Asura calmed down.

“Tang San is still too green.”

“He’s not ready to inherit my power.”

“What should I do…”

Asura gritted his teeth and pulled out the weird-shaped bell from his robe and mumbled, “Destruction, you left me with no choice.”

If God of Destruction or any of the God Kings were here, they would have recognized the bell as the Divine Tool of the late Death God, Soul Wishing Bell!

They would be confused how Asura got his hand on this powerful artifact, and become suspicious.

Unfortunately, Asura was too slippery.

Asura used the bell to send a wisp of his divine aura to Douluo Star and then erased his trails cleanly. This slaughter-filled aura will help Tang San in his journey to become a god, helping his martial soul mutate, etc.

After storing the bell, Asura gazed at the Poseidon Temple far away and mumbled, “I should tell Poseidon to monitor Angel God’s inheritor more closely. The only fail-safe plan left was on her, after all.”

“This plan cannot fail!”

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