Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

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Soul Land fell under the endless oppressive might of emperors at the same time.

In the depths of the universe, a gigantic planet shrouded in black mist hung suspended, with dozens of continents orbiting it.

The continents were covered with inverted light domes, within which seemed to exist countless creatures.

This scene and method were beyond the wildest dreams of the beings from Soul Land.

You Ming Sacred Heaven, a true upper-level plane.

It housed no fewer than nine Ancestral Realm powerhouses, and legends even spoke of ancient Divine Spirits sleeping deep within the planet's core.

At this moment, Nether Star trembled, the black mist on the planet's surface churned, and numerous powerhouses were disturbed, looking towards the core region of Nether Star in fear.

"Who, who killed my grandson Moxin!"

The roaring voice echoed through Nether Star, sending chills down everyone's spine.

Because the one speaking was the Seventh Ancestor, Motian, from You Ming Sacred Heaven—a true powerhouse of the Ancestral Realm and a descendant of the Nether God.

"Mozhan, you need to give me an explanation," Motian's voice pierced the heavens, reaching another deep and secluded place.

Mozhan, the Ninth Ancestor of You Ming Sacred Heaven.

"Old Ghost, what are you yelling about?"

The Ninth Ancestor Mozhan awakened from his reclusive state, saying impatiently:

"My offspring who disappeared many years ago was killed, so I sent Moxin to investigate. It was just a low-level plane, and with Mo He leading the team, how could anything happen?"

The Seventh Ancestor Motian retorted angrily, "How could anything happen?"

"Moxin's life-bound soul plaque is shattered completely, his soul disintegrated without a chance for salvation, and you tell me this is nothing?"

"Is this true?" asked the Ninth Ancestor, his voice now grave.

Because he knew all too well the importance of the heaven's child Moxin to the descendants of the Nether God, he was considered a treasure by the Seventh Ancestor.

If something really had happened, it would likely cause him no end of trouble.

"Bullshit, would I joke about something like this?" bellowed the Seventh Ancestor.

"Impossible, with that kid Mo He leading the team, how could there be an accident? No one but Ancestral Realm powerhouses could pose a threat to Mo He," the Ninth Ancestor said in disbelief, "Even if an Ancestral Realm powerhouse intervened, with Mo He's freakish innate Divine Powers, he should have been able to escape with Moxin."

The Seventh Ancestor said coldly, "You owe me an explanation for this."

"If our sworn enemies deployed Ancestral Realm powerhouses for an ambush, it's not my fault your grandson died," the Ninth Ancestor said.

"What if he was killed by natives?" the Seventh Ancestor echoed back with a question.

"Impossible," asserted the Ninth Ancestor decisively, "Are you joking? Not to mention contending with Mo He, what native could withstand your grandson's 'Three Bows to the Nether God'?"

"Don't act recklessly just yet, let's wait for Mo He to return and see what he has to say. Right now, seeking revenge without any leads would be futile."

The Seventh Ancestor replied cold-bloodedly:

"Hmph! Whoever dares touch my grandson, I will have their entire plane buried with him."

All the powerhouses of You Ming Sacred Heaven heard the conversation between the two Ancestral Realm powerhouses, and they were all shocked.

Who could be so audacious as to kill the direct grandchild of an Ancestral Realm powerhouse.

Have they got a death wish?

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

Which major star domain around didn't know that the Seventh Ancestor Motian was the most protective and domineering of them all?

Below a dark tower in You Ming Sacred Heaven stood a hidden little room, where two graceful figures were standing at this moment.

Veiled in white.

With slim waists and voluptuous figures.

Emanating a holy presence that was completely out of place with the atmosphere of the Netherworld Plane.

A voice like the Hundred Spirits Bird's rang out.

"Sister, we infiltrated You Ming Sacred Heaven with the intent to assassinate Moxin to avenge our third sister. What do we do now?"

Another mature female voice responded.

"Change our strategy, find out who killed Moxin, and then... we must repay the favor..."

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Above Soul Land, a golden sea emerged.

Luo Yu had pushed the "Spirit-Calling Scripture", which has originated from "Three Bows to the Nether God", to the extreme; the phantom images of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were not to be taken lightly.

The displayed might far surpassed that of the Nether God.

Within the surging golden radiance of imperial authority, other Heavenly Monarchs disintegrated and perished in despair.

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Even Zhāng Bá's flesh and blood completely crumbled, exposing his stark skeleton, which eventually deteriorated completely and turned to dust.

Meanwhile, the Life God King and the others stood unscathed within the golden light, a clear sign that Luo Yu could precisely control the target of his attack.

"This... this method is a bit too overbearing," Qian Daoliu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Tang Chen, with wide eyes raised his voice, "A bit overbearing? This is like motherfucking badassery rolling out the red carpet for overbearance, badassery to the max."

Qian Daoliu turned his head towards Tang Chen, with a surprised tone,

"Hey, they knelt down, but why did you kneel too? Nobody asked you to."

Tang Chen stood up awkwardly, coughing,

"Cough cough, wasn't it just the right atmosphere?"

"I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it, hahaha."

He would never admit that he suddenly had a moment of foolishness and inadvertently reached out with his spiritual power to feel the divine might within the golden light.

He ended up kneeling.

It almost scared him to death; he thought he was going to be done for as well.

Bossi gave him a sideways glance, making Tang Chen feel even more awkward and unwilling to speak, after all, she was once his goddess.

The Life God King turned to Gu Yuena and pointed at the white skeleton in front of Luo Yu in the sky.

"Do you think that guy's dead?"

Gu Yuena nodded, "Judging by the situation, he should be dead."

Bi Bidong said with a heavy voice,

"Not quite."

"Have you not noticed, the golden light can annihilate other Heavenly Monarch skeletons, but it can't erode this Mo He's, and this guy never knelt."

Gu Yuena responded, "No worries, if Brother Yu hit him until only a skeleton is left, he won't be able to cause any more trouble."

She said this, but recalling Mo He's pretentious words just now, she faintly felt an ominous premonition.

The golden ocean vanished, and the sky returned to calm.

Zhāng Bá and the ten great Heavenly Monarchs, who came to Soul Land with great momentum, only left Mo He by himself, while Mo He's flesh and blood had disappeared.

Only the skeleton remained intact.

The golden radiance of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors faded behind Luo Yu, and he took a slight breath.

This technique also greatly exhausted him.

At this moment, seventy percent of the chaos power inside him had dissipated, but it was rapidly recovering.

He kept his eyes on that white skeleton, leaving no room for carelessness.

Because although Bi Bidong and the others couldn't detect it, he could sense a faint vitality circulating on it.

Facing an unknown enemy, even in a crushing posture, he wouldn't be negligent or careless.

He called upon the Chaos Extinguish World Flames to incinerate the skeleton.

"Boom!"

The white skeleton suddenly burst out with fierce momentum, repelling the Chaos Extinguish World Flames.

Before the crowd could react in surprise,

a dense black mist exploded from within the skeleton, filling the air as Mo He's flesh rapidly grew back, and his momentum soared as well.

Not only was he restored to his original condition, but he had also made a breakthrough.

Mo He looked at Luo Yu with a cold smirk.

"Native, surprised or not, unexpected, isn't it?"

"What kind of technique is this?"

Luo Yu said gravely, it was as if the guy had just hit a resurrection coin.

Just a moment ago, he was critically injured and dying, and in the blink of an eye, he was fully revived; what sort of perverse secret technique was this that he couldn't comprehend?

"No harm in telling you,"

Mo He said, "I am of the Death Spirit Holy Body, undying and unperishing."

"The Death Spirit Holy Body ranks only thirty-sixth among the Celestial Bodies because, despite its tenacious life force, it naturally cannot cultivate various attribute secret techniques. The defense is invincible, but the attack power is so low it's pitiful."

"But that doesn't matter. I was fortunate enough to come across an ancient scripture in a Secret Realm, the Exhausting Sublimation Technique."

"Every time I battle an opponent of equal power to the brink of death and recover, my combat power surges dramatically."

"This technique would be a self-destructive waste for others, but do you understand what it means for my Death Spirit Holy Body?"