Tang San waved his sleeves and said righteously: “Destruction, don’t say you haven’t seen it. The soul guide forged by Emperor Fang has seriously affected the safety and peace of Douluo World. In order to protect my home world, I must eradicate Emperor Fang and take back this soul guide.”

The God of Destruction scratched his ears and said nonchalantly: “Tang San, before you became a god, you already mastered two great artifacts and held two divine positions. Is there any god in the God Realm who would kill you? The Emperor only created a semi-artifact, why are you so panicked?”

“Besides, Douluo Continent is not as bad as you think. You guys have fought a war of gods on Douluo Continent, but you still haven’t destroyed it. How can the emperor do that?”

“Tang San, be more open-minded, otherwise, we will all think that you are making things difficult for the Emperor and that you treat Douluo Continent as your own backyard.”

Tang San wanted to argue, saying: “This Emperor Fang is different, he is a soul beast, and has the blood of the Black Dragon King, and I saw that his blood is constantly being purified, as if I saw the figure of the Wind Dragon King, etc., he is extremely dangerous.”

“You are just exaggerating. If you descend to the lower world, the thunderstorm will come, and your servants will die.”

This is the threat from the God of Destruction.

Tang San turned around and said coldly: “Okay.”

Tang San was blocked again, but he passed through the temple and issued the oracle: “Kill Emperor Fang.”

Star Luo Empire.

These three newly promoted Extreme Douluo received the oracle in their minds at the first moment.

Thunder Douluo was once a legend, but it was a long time ago. He was promoted to Titled Douluo at the age of thirty-six, and broke through to Super Douluo at the age of eighty-one, but there has been no news of him since then and his whereabouts are unknown.

People just thought he was dead and didn’t mention him anymore.

Who would have thought that when the temple descended this time, this old senior who had been in seclusion for nearly eight hundred years suddenly appeared and successfully seized the position of God’s Servant. Not only did he break through the Limit Douluo, but also, under the nourishment of divine power, he reached the realm of Demigod.

“Fengming Douluo, what do you think about this?”

Fengming Douluo is of the same generation as Lei Ting Douluo and has similar talents. He was considered to be the golden generation.

The two men were equally famous, but both were arrogant and unwilling to submit to the other. However, through repeated battles, they also forged a deep friendship.

However, in their final battle, due to an accident, they both fell into the Ten Thousand Years of Mysterious Ice Marrow and were frozen for hundreds of years. Their body functions were greatly preserved, which is why they were able to arrive eight hundred years later.

Fengming Douluo stroked his red beard and said, “Kill him, but we need to contact more people. We can kill Emperor Fang with just our words, but there are still certain risks.”

Fengming Douluo and Lei Ting Douluo agreed and turned to look at the old man who was hidden under the black robe and looked like a mummy.

Fengming Douluo and Thunder Douluo could not see through this old man. They did not know his identity or what his martial spirit was. However, judging from the cold aura he exuded, it was likely that he was an evil soul master, and his former status was not low.

Although I don’t know how he managed to survive until now, his strength should be quite strong, which makes people fear him.

“Since it is the order of the gods, we must kill him. As for the Holy Spirit Church, I will contact Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao. They will definitely take action. As for the Evil Emperor, I am also 50% sure that he will take action.”

The sound of bones rubbing against each other makes people feel very uncomfortable.

“In this case, we two brothers will try to contact the two seniors of Haotian Sect, Kong Deming of the Sun and Moon Empire, and other servants of God.”

When talking about God’s servants, these people were not humble at all. On the contrary, their words were full of pride.

“it is good.”

Holy Spirit Church.

Ye Xishui looked at the gradually subsiding thunder tribulation and said, “Xiaoyao, Di Fang, you can no longer kill us. The next time we meet, we may be the ones to die.”

Long Xiaoyao said calmly: “Xishui, are you sure you can become a god?”

The Death God Tower has been upgraded to a level 10 soul guide, but it has failed to breed the hope of becoming a god. Ye Xishui looked at these temples in the sky and said unwillingly: “Servant of God.”

For these Extreme Douluo, it is very easy to take the position of God’s Servant, but they will lose their freedom from then on and become slaves forever.

Just as the two were discussing, a black mist condensed out of thin air and suddenly appeared beside Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.

This mist does not contain any breath, as if it cannot be sensed.

“Your vigilance is too poor.”

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao seemed to be under stress and took a few steps back. The Death Tower, Wuhun and others were summoned and they looked at the people in front of them in surprise.

Who is this person who can actually block out his aura so perfectly that the two of them cannot sense it?

“who are you?”

“Suffer to death.”

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao have completely different attitudes.

“Humph, young man, you don’t know what you are talking about.”

The black bubble man released an endless pale gas, which was filled with pure evil and pure soul breath, and instantly subdued Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.

This is the ability of a demigod.

Buzz, the white breath turned into a handsome man, with bright features, giving people a sense of clarity. The whole body was in a white robe, giving people a sense of transcendence.

As an orthodox supreme elder, Ye Xishui exclaimed, “You are? The third leader of the Holy Spirit Church: Yan Nantian? According to rumors, weren’t you already dead?”

Yan Nantian, once a peerless genius of the Holy Spirit Church, rose to the position of leader step by step and led the weak Holy Spirit Church on the road to glory. However, he died in his prime, or there is a saying that he disappeared.

Regardless of which statement is true, after tens of thousands of years, he should have died, so how could he be resurrected?

Yan Nantian raised his head and looked towards the sky. He seemed to see the interweaving of lines and rules. He said, “A few years ago, this world inexplicably had a new path to becoming a god. This breath of becoming a god awakened me who had long been dead.”

When the black robe faded away, what appeared in the eyes of Ye Xishui and others was a pure white skeleton. Red flames lingered in the empty eye sockets, burning and beating continuously.

The illusory figure of the man in white robe merged into the skeleton. The two became one, but still gave people a sense of illusion.

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao quietly investigated this power and said, “What a magical power that can bring people back to life, but in a different form. The breath of death is strong and there is no life at all.”

“Could it be that this is the legendary power of the underworld?”

Long Xiaoyao had once seen some fragments about the underworld in ancient books.

Yan Nantian looked at Long Xiaoyao in surprise, motioning him to continue. Regarding the underworld, or how he was resurrected, Yan Nantian really had no idea.

“Senior, I only know the basics of the underworld. According to legend, the underworld is comparable to the divine world, and the underworld god is comparable to the legendary dragon god.”

“When people die, they go to the underworld and live a new life. However, no one has ever discovered or confirmed the existence of the underworld. This is just a conjecture.”

Yan Nantian fell into deep thought, and he believed this judgment.

Ye Xishui said, “No, no one has confirmed the authenticity of the underworld, but I did sense a similar aura to Senior Yan Nantian once.” (End of this chapter)