Chapter 1 God’s Favor
Douluo Continent.
Above the sword peak.
A white-haired old man put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, with a hint of fanatical desire in his eyes.
In the void, a ray of light came to the world, and the inexplicable power was extremely powerful, beyond the scope of this world!
"God!"
The white-haired old man looked even more excited.
Have you finally found the god you've been dreaming of?
Finally got the favor of the gods!
He became a titled Douluo at the age of thirty-seven, and became a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo before he was sixty. He was already invincible in the Douluo Continent. How amazing was he?
However, he has been running for more than seventy years in order to achieve the status of god, but he has not found a glimmer of hope.
Now, finally, a god has found him personally!
That power is unmistakable! Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, there is no power or anything that can pose a threat to a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, unless it is a god.
"Buzz——"
The blue glow came to the world, and the gentle but powerful power enveloped the entire mountain peak. A ray of light and shadow was faintly revealed. It was the appearance of a middle-aged man, solemn and serious.
"I am the god of hurricanes, Chenfeng. Are you willing to accept the inheritance of the god of hurricanes?"
The middle-aged man immediately said the old man's name, Chen Feng.
Chenfeng was slightly startled, and his surprise faded a lot in an instant, "God of hurricanes?"
He was a little surprised, but at the same time he was puzzled. His martial soul was a Seven-Killing Sword, and he himself proved the Tao with the sword and became the strongest person in the history of Douluo Continent who possessed the Seven-Killing Sword martial spirit. Why? Will he be chosen by the God of Hurricane?
Even if Chenfeng has never been in contact with God, he can understand just by the name that there is no connection between the hurricane element and his sword.
Although Chenfeng longs to become a god, he also clearly realizes that this godly position is not suitable for him!
It's like matching soul rings to martial souls. Only the right one is the best. On the contrary, it will be half the result with half the effort, or even a conflict of abilities, and there will be no use for it, even if the opponent is a god.
The phantom of the Hurricane God sighed slightly, and one could naturally guess what Chenfeng was thinking, "Now in the God Realm, there are no vacancies for the thrones of the major god kings and first-level gods. Unless you can create a god, but this It’s too difficult...”
"I am the god of hurricanes, and I am only a second-level god under the wind elemental god. I am not matched with your martial spirit. I just see your amazing talent and can't bear to hide it, so I came here to ask. As for whether you are willing to accept the inheritance, You can choose.”
The God of Hurricane said this very calmly and had nothing to hide.
Chenfeng had never been to the God Realm, but he understood through the description of the God of Elements that gods were also divided into strong and weak ones.
It was obvious that the hurricane god in front of him was inferior to the first-level gods in terms of strength and status, let alone the god king.
But...
Chenfeng's white hair danced in the wind, his brows were furrowed, and the years had carved deep marks on his face.
If he doesn't become a god, Chenfeng feels that he may never have the hope of becoming a god in this life.
For a moment, Chenfeng felt mixed emotions in his heart and was extremely tangled.
After a short period of thinking, Chen Feng seemed to have made up his mind. He clasped his fists at the God of Hurricane and said decisively: "Senior, I am not being modest in saying that I have never encountered an opponent since my martial soul awakened. If you can't become the strongest god, even if you ascend to the divine realm, the rest of your life will be boring, so you don't want to accept the inheritance of the hurricane god."
Chenfeng is very decisive, just like his Seven Killing Sword Spirit, it will cut off everything without drawing the sword!
Even if it was the connection with God, after Chen Feng thought about it carefully, there was nothing worthy of attachment.
"Good, good, good, you have character."
The God of Hurricane was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said to another void, "Sir, you really have good taste!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared, and a middle-aged man with fair complexion and red hair walked out.
His appearance was not as gorgeous as the God of Hurricane. He just stood there quietly, but he had a supreme majesty.
Seeing him, even the God of Hurricane didn't dare to put on airs anymore and just stood behind him with a smile, as if a mouse had seen a cat.
"Ding——"
Chenfeng only felt a strong sense of oppression that made him almost breathless. The Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun suddenly appeared in his hand with a soft sound. At the same time, nine soul rings rose up, which was the best soul ring ratio: Huang Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
The last red light slowly rose, symbolizing the emergence of a hundred thousand year soul ring. The pressure subsided slightly, but the aura of the red-haired middle-aged man was still like Mount Tai and Beidou, even though Chen Feng was ninety years old. The ninth-level Peerless Douluo did not dare to move easily, as if there was an abyss beneath his feet.
Chenfeng was shocked. The red-haired middle-aged man was obviously a super powerful god. He was probably the first-level god mentioned by the God of Hurricane, or even the one in the legend.
There are relevant records that five hundred years ago, the Shura God inherited by Tang San from the Shrek Seven Monsters looked like this!
"I am God Shura, the judge of the divine world, and one of the five divine kings!"
Shura God's self-identity proves everything.
His eyes were deep, with a red light hidden in the depths of his eyes. He looked at Chen Feng indifferently, "Are you willing to achieve the status of Shura God?" Chen Feng hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Excellency, Shura God, I am willing to accept the inheritance of Shura God. But I still want to ask, isn’t the current Shura God Tang San the Sea God?”
Five hundred years ago, in the battle of gods at Jialing Pass, Tang San, who held the dual divine positions of Poseidon and Shura God at the same time, defeated the angel god Qian Renxue and the Rakshasa god Bibi Dong. This is clearly recorded.
With Tang San here, how could he inherit the Shura God?
If he inherits the Shura God, then what does Tang San mean?
"Hmph!"
When God Shura heard Tang San's name, he immediately looked very dissatisfied, "Tang San, is he worthy of being God Shura?"
Um?
Chen Feng was startled. Is there any story behind this?
But God Shura himself continued to say: "God Shura is the God of Judgment in the God Realm. The majesty of the God Realm he presides over symbolizes selflessness. But after Tang San succeeded me as the God, what do you think he did?"
On the side, the God of Hurricane smiled and interjected: "Chen Feng, don't you want to know why you can't find a divine inheritance despite being so amazing?"
"A large part of the reason for this is because Tang San, the respected Lord Poseidon, operated openly and secretly to allow his relatives and friends to occupy many divine positions! His parents, son, daughter, son-in-law, Friends...many people have inherited divine status, including many first-level gods.”
God Shura nodded and said: "Not only that, Tang San also deeply influenced the Douluo Continent and monopolized the resources of becoming gods in Douluo Continent. It can be said that in the next tens of thousands of years, almost everyone in Douluo Continent was named 'Tang 'Surname. ”
God Shura was very angry, "As God Shura, this is never allowed. Even if you are only a second-level god, you cannot interfere with other planes privately! Not to mention that Tang San, as God Shura, has been unjust. As God Shura, I I cannot stand by and watch, I must find a suitable candidate to inherit the Shura position and abolish Tang San’s qualifications for the position!”
Rao Shifeng, as a ninety-ninth-level Peerless Douluo, couldn't help but feel dazed after hearing the news of such an explosion.
The first generation Shura God was dissatisfied with his successor Tang San and even wanted to find someone to replace him. Who would believe this?
But unfortunately, all of this is true and is happening now.
"We gods can travel through space and time. Maybe you don't know the inside story of some things, but I have already seen through it. Now I just want to ask you, are you willing to accept the test and inheritance of God Shura?" God Shura said this Pan said.
Chenfeng nodded and said: "Your Excellency Shura God, of course I am willing! But now that the position of Shura God has been occupied by Tang San, how can I inherit it?"
God Shura sighed: "I have passed the throne of Shura to Tang San, and now even the first generation of gods I can do nothing to him. All I can do is to cast the throne of Shura again!"
"Recast God Shura?"
Chenfeng was stunned, could the same god be created again?
On the side, the God of Hurricane obviously knew the inside story better. He advised with a solemn face: "Master Shura God, do you want to think about it again? Now that you have lost your divine status and want to create a new Shura God, the price... ”
God Shura waved his hand, "I have made up my mind, I can no longer let Tang Sanhu come, otherwise wouldn't the surname Tang also be in the God Realm in the future?"
He turned around to face Chenfeng and said seriously: "Chenfeng, actually I have been inspecting you since you were promoted to the title Douluo. In the past few decades, you have a perseverance and perseverance, and are very similar to me when I was young. Like!”
"I must emphasize that what you are about to inherit is only the inheritance qualification of Shura God. It does not directly become Shura God. If you want to become Shura God, you have to go through a series of tests from me. Are you confident?"
Chenfeng nodded, and the Seven Killing Sword in his palm also swallowed up endless sword intent.
"The Tang San of the future is too strong. If you confront him head-on, there is no chance of winning. I will send you to more than five hundred years ago to compete with Tang San's contemporaries before he rose."
"When you pass the test and inherit the throne of Shura, you will have the power to judge everything!"
Chenfeng took a deep breath.
Aren’t we, the soul masters, aiming to become gods?
It took hundreds of years of hard training to reach this point, and now the hope of becoming a god is finally in front of us.
What about five hundred years ago?
What about Poseidon?
So what about Tang San?
With the Seven Killing Sword in hand, there is no opponent in the world!
Chenfeng's eyes were firm.
"Hoo——"
God Shura raised his hand, and a space-distorting force suddenly swept over him.
Chen Feng only felt a blur in front of his eyes and fell into a colorful passage.
"I will sacrifice myself to achieve the future Shura position!"
God Shura's red hair was flying, and his red divine light was erratic, like a demon god.
However, his figure was fading, as if melting, slowly integrating into the Seven Kills Sword.
"Pass my test and achieve your divine status. This is the most powerful method of sacrifice in the world. If you take a step forward, you will expand the sea and the sky, but if you take a step back, your body will be shattered into pieces!"
In the colorful space passage, the figure of God Shura disappeared completely, leaving only a voice hovering in the air...
Chenfeng also felt a wave of fatigue coming over him. The Seven Killing Sword automatically retracted, and his vision went dark and he fainted.
(End of chapter)