dhibooks Chapter 363 The Legacy of the Rakshasa God
Chapter 363 The Legacy of the Rakshasa God
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away on the high seas.
The ship slowly approached the still sea, finally anchoring a few dozen meters away from the bone-white sand beach. Then, Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Tailong carefully stepped onto the island shrouded in smog.
When you step on the sand, it doesn't make a rustling sound.
Instead, it was a teeth-grinding, crunching sound like bones being crushed.
Looking down, the so-called sand and gravel were mixed with a large number of tiny bone fragments and broken bone pieces, and larger, half-buried skeletons were everywhere. There were human skulls and ribs, but more often there were all kinds of strange and enormous marine animal skeletons.
Some are even tens of meters long, half-buried among the black reefs, like a graveyard for giant beasts.
The air was filled with a strange odor, a mixture of the smell of the sea, decay, and a faint sulfur.
The island has sparse vegetation, and the few trees that exist are twisted and withered, their bark black, as if they had been burned by a fire, or as if they were born that way.
The entire island was shrouded in a deathly, gloomy, and ominous atmosphere.
Seeing this, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but shiver, shrink his neck, and whispered to Tang San:
"Third Brother... this place is too eerie! There are bones everywhere, even the trees look like ghost claws... Should we leave?"
"I have a bad feeling about this; Poseidon Island definitely doesn't look like this!"
Dai Mubai also frowned, his evil eyes scanning the surroundings warily. The aura of the white tiger emanated slightly, dispelling the bone-chilling coldness.
Tang San did not respond immediately. He stood on a relatively open bone beach, closed his eyes, and seemed to be quietly sensing something.
A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, and his usually calm eyes were now flashing with a strange and burning light.
Deep within that light, there seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible, purplish-black glow.
"No, Fatty." Tang San's voice was low and even trembled slightly, but it wasn't fear, but rather... an excitement of being strongly attracted.
"I can't leave. I... I can feel it."
The next second, he raised his hand and pointed to the darkest and most gloomy area deep inside the island.
A low but menacing black hill can be vaguely seen there.
"There...it seems like something is calling to me."
"It's an incredibly powerful force, guiding me there. I have a premonition that once I go and accept that power... we'll gain enough to overturn everything and take revenge on Tang Chuan and the Spirit Hall... true power!"
Tang San's words stunned Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
They had never seen Tang San show such an expression before; it was a mixture of longing, fervor, and a kind of almost sacrificial excitement.
"Xiao San, are you sure? This place is too strange. That call... could it be some kind of trap?" Dai Mubai asked in a deep voice.
"No." Tang San shook his head firmly, subconsciously touching his chest, and said in a deep voice, "That feeling is very clear and urgent. It's my opportunity. If we miss it, we may never find such a way to quickly improve our strength again."
Without further hesitation, he took a deep breath and waved to Dai Mubai and the other two.
"Follow me. Watch your step and your surroundings, stay alert, but don't resist the feeling."
After saying that, Tang San took the lead and stepped over the bones scattered on the ground, heading towards the black hill deep in the island that exuded the strongest ominous aura.
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Tailong exchanged glances. They all saw the surprise and worry in each other's eyes, but their long-standing trust in Tang San and their shared desire for power ultimately overcame their unease.
Dai Mubai let out a low roar, and the phantom of the white tiger appeared and disappeared behind him as he followed.
Ma Hongjun muttered something and followed closely behind, while Tailong walked silently at the back like the most loyal guard, vigilantly watching the rear and sides.
The deeper you go into the island, the stranger the environment becomes.
The smog was so thick it was almost impenetrable, and the soil beneath our feet was a mixture of bone meal and black volcanic ash, soft yet icy cold to the bone.
Around them, some dilapidated, strangely styled stone ruins began to appear, carved with twisted human or animal figures that seemed to be wailing in pain.
The evil, cold, and unsettling atmosphere in the air grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, they arrived at the foot of the black hill.
The hill was not high, but it was pitch black, barren of any vegetation, and covered with holes of all sizes, like a honeycomb or countless eyes staring at those who came.
At the bottom of the hill, a naturally formed cave entrance, like the gaping maw of a demon, emanates a summons that makes Tang San's soul tremble.
At the edge of the cave entrance, some relatively fresh bones were scattered around, with dark red bloodstains that seemed to never dry.
Tang San stood in front of the cave entrance, his eyes almost overflowing with a dark purple light.
"This should be it..." Tang San murmured, his voice filled with excitement. Without the slightest hesitation, and without even glancing at his companions again, he walked directly into the cave.
Seeing this scene before them, alarm bells rang in the hearts of Dai Mubai and his two companions.
But having come this far, they had no choice but to grit their teeth, be on high alert, and follow closely behind Tang San as they disappeared into the cave entrance that seemed to devour all light.
The cave wound its way downwards, utterly dark except for the faint light provided by Ma Hongjun's evil fire. The rock walls were slippery and cold, etched with even more eerie and terrifying reliefs. The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and sulfur, and there was also a hallucination... as if countless vengeful spirits were howling in one's ears.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the view suddenly opened up ahead.
They arrived at a huge underground cave.
In the center of the cave was a strange pool that constantly churned with a dark purple, viscous liquid, emanating an aura of evil and filth.
Nine enormous, jet-black stone pillars stand on the ground surrounding the pool, with twisted human figures, long since turned to skeletal remains, bound to them, as if a sacrifice is being performed.
And directly above the pool, at the highest point of the cave's dome.
A gigantic, black, and grotesquely shaped scythe, seemingly twisted from countless tormented souls, floated in the air.
The scythe exuded a terrifying pressure that made Dai Mubai and the others tremble in their souls. Just one glance at it seemed to send endless resentment, killing intent, destruction and other negative emotions flooding into their minds.
But Tang San's gaze was fixed on the huge divine emblem on the rock wall behind the pool, which emitted a faint purplish-black light!
Just as Tang San and the others were shocked and their minds were stirred by the eerie and terrifying scene before them.
A cold, slippery female voice, seemingly carrying countless accents and resounding directly into the depths of the soul, rang out without warning in this vast underground cavern:
"Mortals...you...have heard my call..."
The sound did not come from any particular direction, but rather surged from all directions, seeping from the churning dark purple liquid in the pool and emanating from the suspended, menacing scythe phantom.
It even flowed from the hollow eye sockets of the withered bones on those nine stone pillars.
"I am... the Rakshasa God who governs resentment, hatred, decay, and all negative thoughts."
"This place is the trace left by my divine power in the mortal world, and it is also the testing ground for selecting successors."
As the sound rang out, the evil aura within the cave became even thicker and more viscous, as if it had transformed into a tangible pressure, enveloping everyone.
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Tailong all felt their breath catch in their throats, their soul power circulation became somewhat sluggish, and various negative emotions involuntarily arose in their hearts.
Anger, fear, suspicion, depravity...
Tang San, on the contrary, did not feel much discomfort. Instead, he felt that the power surging within him due to hatred and obsession resonated even more strongly with the omnipresent Rakshasa power.
"I sense the burning hatred in your hearts, the unquenchable resentment, and the purest, most greedy desire for power."
The voice of the Rakshasa God seemed to possess a magical power that could see through all the weaknesses of a soul, precisely teasing Tang San and also subtly influencing Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
"Especially Tang San, you bear a blood feud, the death of your beloved, the destruction of your sect, and the death of your father... How unfair is fate to you, and yet you are willing to sink into despair, letting your enemies go unpunished?"
These words were like the sharpest needles, piercing the most painful and darkest corner of Tang San's heart, causing his body to tremble violently, his fists to clench instantly, his nails almost digging into his palms.
"Accept my legacy..."
The voice of the Rakshasa god grew softer and more seductive, like a sympathetic whisper to a human.
"Dedicate your hatred, your pain, your destructive desires... to me. I will grant you superhuman strength, enough to tear apart all obstacles and drag your enemies into the deepest hell of despair, where they will wail eternally in your rage!"
At this moment, the Rakshasa God, like the Asura God, began to cast a wide net and then selectively catch fish. After all, as long as one obtains the Killing God Domain, one will have completed the first test of the Asura God.
Now, the God of Rakshasa is also starting to search everywhere for a suitable successor to find the most suitable person for her divine position. Among them, Bibi Dong and Tang San are the most suitable in her opinion.
As for who will ultimately inherit the divine position, that will depend on which of the two is more capable.
The Hell Road, a passage where dark red and pitch black intertwine, is permeated with a nauseating stench of blood and sulfur. Beneath one's feet flows a viscous, scalding river of blood, flanked by jagged, grotesque dark red rock walls that seem to be solidified from countless faces of agony.
The air was filled with an invisible mental shock, enough to cause those with weak minds to collapse instantly.
However, for Tang Chuan and Hu Liena, who were walking on this road...
The obstacles ahead, however, seemed... unusually smooth.
Tang Chuan, holding the Golden Dragon Spear, walked at the very front.
He walked slowly, the ghost mask concealing his expression, only his eyes calmly scanning everything in the dim light of the passageway.
Along the way, Tang Chuan was unstoppable, and Hu Liena, following behind him, did almost nothing as they smoothly arrived at the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent challenge.
She had prepared herself to face near-death experiences and bloody battles on the Hell Road, but following behind this blue-haired boy, she found that... she didn't have to do almost anything.
She only needed to carefully avoid the occasional bursts of energy, keep up with his pace, and be wary of any potential oversights behind her. This was less of a challenge and more of a… highly efficient clearing operation led by Tang Chuan.
This gave Hu Liena a strange sense of security, but also a deeper sense of fear and powerlessness. Just how powerful was this man?
Did he come to the City of Slaughter really only to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain?
After traveling for an unknown amount of time, the sound of the blood river flowing beneath their feet became even more turbulent, the temperature in the air suddenly rose, and the smell of sulfur became so strong that it was pungent.
The passage ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a huge underground lava cave. Below the cave was a churning, boiling, dark red lava lake, with scorching heat waves distorting the air.
The only path forward is a narrow stone bridge spanning the lava lake, wide enough for only one person to pass at a time. And at this moment, a colossal creature is perched on the other side of the bridge.
It was a giant snake with a body as thick as a house and a length of over thirty meters!
Its entire body was covered in thick, dark red scales, with faint, fiery light flowing between the gaps in the scales. Most terrifying of all were its heads—not one, but a full ten! Ten ferocious snake heads branched off from the same thick neck, each as large as a millstone, with twenty snake eyes like small searchlights, fixedly locked onto Tang Chuan and Hu Liena as they stepped onto the stone bridge.
Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent! One of the most famous ferocious beast challenges in Hell Road, possessing the terrifying strength of a nearly 100,000-year-old soul beast, and extremely tenacious vitality!
Seeing this, Hu Liena gasped, instantly feeling a burning pain on her skin from the intense heat and ferocity emanating from the area. She knew that the real test had begun!
This is far superior to those previous fodder soldiers!
However, Tang Chuan did not even pause. He stepped onto the narrow stone bridge and walked steadily forward, facing the ten menacing snake heads that were poised to pounce.
"hiss--"
Sensing the provocation, the ten Fiery Sun Serpents unleashed a deafening hiss from all ten heads. The next second, ten flames of different attributes, yet equally deadly, erupted like ten fiery torrents, weaving into a destructive fire net that surged towards Tang Chuan on the stone bridge. The heatwave instantly turned the surface of the stone bridge crimson, and the air crackled as it burned.
Faced with this terrifying combined attack that could incinerate even ordinary Title Douluo, Tang Chuan merely raised the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand slightly.
Just as he infused his soul power into the spear, and the Golden Dragon Spear was about to unleash its brilliance to meet the attack.
Without warning, an indescribable dark golden halo began to flow spontaneously across the originally dark and restrained golden dragon spear!
Immediately afterwards, an ancient, violent, supreme, and terrifying dragon's might, seemingly capable of suppressing all living beings in the world, suddenly erupted from the gun like a sleeping behemoth awakening!
This oppressive aura was not actively activated by Tang Chuan. It was more as if the Golden Dragon Spear sensed the presence of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent, and the aura of the Golden Dragon King within its origin was automatically activated!
The Golden Dragon is the half of the Dragon God that represents ultimate power and destruction after the split. It is one of the supreme beings among soul beasts. Its pressure has a natural, almost law-level suppression on soul beasts such as snakes and dragons that have a trace of dragon bloodline or similar forms!
"hiss--!!!"
The ten-headed Fiery Sun Serpent, poised to launch a fatal attack, froze on the spot the instant it sensed the dark golden dragon's might! (End of Chapter)