章節 86: [DD]: 86
The atmosphere in the castle plummeted to the freezing point after Han Li finished speaking.
The killing intent emanating from the Slaughter King made the air thick as it pressed fiercely toward Han Li.
To his surprise, Han Li's face still wore a smile, looking at him with an unchanged expression. He seemed unaffected, his gaze even a bit provocative, as if questioning, "Is this all you got?"
After a few seconds of stalemate, the killing intent receded like a tide, and the Slaughter King restrained it. He stepped out from the shadows and sat in the main seat.
"Hehehehe."
The Slaughter King suddenly laughed a few times, his piercing voice echoing throughout the castle.
"No wonder you are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, with top-tier strength and courage among your peers. You have passed my test."
Han Li smiled without speaking, quietly watching his performance as if he were a clown.
If it were someone else, they might believe he was testing a junior. But Han Li knew the Slaughter King's background all too well. Trying to deceive him with words was simply laughable.
"However, young one, you are the first to dare threaten me with the Spirit Hall. I also don't believe Qian Daoliu would offend me because of you."
The Slaughter King's voice sank again, looking at Han Li gloomily.
"Oh? If the Slaughter King doesn't believe me, you can try."
Han Li replied with a very polite smile.
To be honest, if the person opposite him was Tang Chen, he wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly.
Because in the other person's understanding, there was no concept of gods, only legends. The Spirit Hall might be strong, but if provoked, the opponent would genuinely dare to draw his sword and kill him.
But those who had encountered divine inheritance or knew the secrets were different. He could act recklessly because the Spirit Hall indeed had a divine inheritance.
Moreover, the existence of the City of Slaughter, to some extent, relied on external forces. If it was Bo Saidong, even if she didn't kill Han Li, she would still give him a severe beating.
But the Slaughter King didn't dare. His situation was special; he didn't dare leave the place because he was parasitic on Tang Chen's existence.
Though his strength wasn't weak, leaving would mean Tang Chen might escape his control. He had grown fond of his lofty status. Losing everything would be worse than death for him.
He also had ambitions of becoming a god.
Although he couldn't distinguish whether his direct superior was the Asura God from Tang Chen's memory or the god who once covertly helped him, he hadn't received any guidance since that time.
Fortunately, the best news was that the Asura God's inheritance artifact was still in his hands, untouched by anyone. This was another reason he resisted the birth of the Killing God in the City of Slaughter.
As for the reason he told the black-veiled woman, fearing the return of the Killing God causing trouble and releasing everyone's power here, it was just a pretext.
What a joke!
Which peerless Douluo, especially one holding a divine artifact, would care about numbers?
Unless Qian Daoliu and Bo Saidong brought their divine halls to besiege him, the people of the Douluo Continent were insignificant to him.
"Do you think I don't dare kill you?"
The Slaughter King's face darkened. He wasn't willing to take risks, but that didn't mean he couldn't.
"You indeed don't dare."
Han Li replied with a smile, and at the same time, four-colored light emanated from his body.
The colors were blood red, brilliant gold, milky white, and bright red, but the auras were extremely weak.
"Divine power! And four different auras. You are also a divine inheritor."
The Slaughter King's chair armrest crumbled to powder because one of the auras was the all-too-familiar Asura divine power.
"Is it that surprising? The continent has more than just the City of Slaughter as a place of divine inheritance."
Han Li spread his hands, looking at the Slaughter King whose expression changed constantly.
"That's impossible. At least the Asura God's inheritance is impossible for you to obtain. You haven't even entered the Hell Road."
The Slaughter King instinctively retorted.
"Who knows? After all, I can also absorb the energy here."
Han Li's smile was radiant, exuding the charm of a sunny and cheerful young man, but his words were like a thorn, fiercely stabbing into the heart of the Slaughter King.
"Are you forcing me to kill you?"
The Slaughter King suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Han Li, as if he might strike at any moment.
"Taking action is your right, as long as you dare. I think you understand what the aura on my body represents. Tsk, four deities. Oh, even excluding the Asura God, there are still three. I wonder if you can bear the cost."
His actions did not intimidate Han Li; instead, they made him even more arrogant. A dog that bites doesn't bark; the louder it barks, the more it reveals its lack of confidence.
"Good, very good."
The Slaughter King dropped his pretense and no longer hid anything.
"All of this is thanks to you. I just came here for some training. After all, I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and I even gave you a heads-up."
Han Li shook his head and continued, "Originally, we could have coexisted peacefully. You as the Slaughter King, and me as the Holy Son. But you forcibly gave me a big gift, which puts me in a difficult position."
Hearing his words, the Slaughter King's aura became somewhat unstable.
From Han Li's words, it seemed the Asura God's divine power was even delivered to him by the Slaughter King himself. At this moment, a strong sense of regret arose in his heart.
Then, he suddenly froze. He caught the underlying meaning in Han Li's words. It seemed Han Li had no intention of choosing the Asura God's inheritance.
He took a deep look at Han Li, understanding that this might be the true purpose of the person before him.
"You've made a very smart choice. What do you want?"
The Slaughter King regained his composure.
"I don't want anything. I just want to leave quickly. Unlike you, I live a glamorous life outside and don't want to be trapped here like you."
Han Li tapped his fingers on the table, his words even somewhat disrespectful, but this relaxed the Slaughter King a bit more.
Did he think that choosing the Asura God's inheritance would trap him here?
The Slaughter King's mind quickly analyzed the meaning behind Han Li's words.
Could it be like this? The Slaughter King carefully observed Han Li's every move, noticing the impatience in his eyes.
Indeed, in recent years, the two Killing Gods who left here only obtained the Killing God Domain and did not gain the inheritance qualification.
Based on Han Li's previous combat performance, he already possessed a domain, and at only twelve years old, he had encountered three deities, including one whose Ice and Fire Domain perfectly suited him.
For someone who already had a simple domain, the City of Slaughter was just a training ground. On the contrary, he was being overly sensitive.
Moreover, as long as the Asura Divine Artifact remained in his hands, no one else could pass the Asura God's test.
Combining his observations with Han Li's performance, the Slaughter King became increasingly convinced of his hypothesis.
If things were as he thought, Han Li's behavior made perfect sense.
"If you want to leave quickly, you can, but aside from the killing intent, you cannot use that devouring ability."
The Slaughter King, having figured everything out, quickly entered negotiation mode.
"If it weren't for your secret manipulations, I wouldn't have done it," Han Li retorted sarcastically.
The Slaughter King, in a good mood, didn't mind his attitude: "Then everything will remain as it is. I will no longer interfere with anything you do. After you leave, it would be best if you don't return."
"Once I obtain the domain and leave, I won't come back even if you beg me."
Han Li stood up directly, walking out without looking back.
"No need to see me off. We'll meet again when I achieve a hundred victories."
It wasn't until Han Li's figure disappeared from his spiritual range that the Slaughter King stood up.
Ignorant human. You have no idea what you've missed, but it's fine. The more foolish people like you there are, the more at ease I am.
He retreated into the darkness, emitting a "hehe" laugh, which grew louder and louder, causing the black-veiled woman outside the castle to tremble uncontrollably again.
Meanwhile, Han Li, leisurely walking towards the residential area, also had a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
A beast is just a beast. Even if it wears human skin and imitates human thinking, it's still a beast.
In the end, this stupid bat couldn't even see its position. Not to mention that it didn't know soul beasts couldn't become gods; even if they could, it would only serve as a whetstone at best.
As Tang Chen's whetstone, the Asura Demon Sword remained in its hands all these years. Although Tang Chen hadn't awakened, it was ultimately the Rakshasa who schemed against him. If Tang Chen could actively rid himself of interference, the Asura might not deny him a chance.
And what was the result? This opportunistic bat not only played the overlord but also foolishly dreamed of becoming a god, and it chose the Asura as well. Han Li could only wish it luck in its dreams.
As for its thoughts, Han Li could somewhat guess. However, if a deity truly wanted to pass on the inheritance, would the divine artifact being in your hands make a difference?
...
In the God Realm, the God Realm Committee members, along with the newly arrived Emotion God, Rong Nianbing, watched Han Li and the Slaughter King reach an agreement and observed their behaviors afterward, all shaking their heads slightly.
Han Li hadn't received any deity's inheritance; they knew this better than anyone. So seeing Han Li manipulate the Slaughter King with just a bit of divine power was both amusing and admirable.
"Asura, it seems he doesn't intend to inherit your god position, and your previous inheritor hasn't finished their trial yet. How about I give him an inheritance?"
Rong Nianbing glanced at the expressionless Asura, his thoughts lively.
He had already reviewed Han Li's performance in the City of Slaughter. Although he didn't know how Han Li managed to imitate his chanting and skills, it just proved they were fated.
He had long wanted to relinquish his god position and run away. Now someone had shown up, a genius from the Douluo Plane, with so many people watching, it certainly wasn't bad. This was undoubtedly a windfall.
Besides, you all pulled me over here. Isn't it fair for me to get involved?
Hearing Rong Nianbing's words, Asura glanced at him.
"As long as he enters the City of Slaughter, he's taking my trial. When he fails, I won't stop you."
"Emotion God, if you intervene now, it would be against the rules. As the God Realm's Enforcer, I can consider it a challenge to the God Realm Committee's authority."
Hearing his words, Destruction couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly. Now you remember you're the God Realm's Enforcer?
The matter of the plane consciousness awakening was unexpected, but do you want to guess why we're gathered here?
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