Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

In the magnificent hall, soaked in blood and filled with malevolent thoughts, the Rakshasa God, who had been lying on her side on the throne, her pearly teeth parting in a soft moan as she continuously caressed her enchanting curves, suddenly opened her eyes, a flash of killing intent in them.

"Bibi Dong, to destroy my divine sense and sever my connection, what audacity! I wonder who gave you the courage to challenge my authority!" The Rakshasa God stood up, her body surrounded by fluctuations of blood-colored divine power. Her voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying an endless chill.

"However, this is also good. It gives me a reason to descend in person. Let me see your growth, whether it's worthy of my intervention. Originally, I was just toying with you because I found you too interesting. Now it seems, it's better to torture you forever. A peerless genius in the history of Douluo, a soul master who could have inherited the Asura God's position, will soon be destroyed by me, hehe." A cold smile touched the corner of the Rakshasa God's lips. Her figure then gradually blurred, finally disappearing from the hall, leaving only a residual image and a whisper echoing in the air.

Douluo Star, Wuhun City.

Lin Feng and Qing Xuan strolled by the lake, a gentle breeze caressing them, carrying the coolness of the lake water and the fragrance of flowers and grass.

Qing Xuan spoke, "Lately, it seems there are fewer people around you?"

Lin Feng nodded. "Their cultivation has reached a bottleneck. It's reasonable for them to go into seclusion or seek improvement. Little Xue also told me that I've improved too quickly these days, and they are also a little worried. The separation is only temporary."

Hearing this, Qing Xuan nodded gently, her gaze falling softly on the rippling surface of the lake, as if reflecting the fluctuations in her own heart. "They are very lucky to have each other's company. This warmth is especially precious."

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Qing Xuan. Her side profile looked particularly soft in the afterglow of the setting sun, but a subtle hint of melancholy quietly revealed itself. His heart stirred, and he asked softly, "Qing Xuan, is there something you want to say to me?"

Qing Xuan looked at him in surprise, her eyelashes trembling slightly. "No, I just wanted you to walk with me. So many people left the small wooden house at once, and having lived here for so long, I'm really not used to it."

Lin Feng chuckled and teased, "It seems the Goddess of Life also has worldly feelings? Before, when Dong'er asked you to stay here, you were a little hesitant. Now that they've all gone into seclusion, you're starting to miss them."

Qing Xuan rolled her eyes at him, a faint smile on her lips. "The Goddess of Life is also a living being, so naturally she has worldly feelings. Besides, life here does make me feel at ease."

The two continued to walk in silence. Lin Feng could feel the faint melancholy on Qing Xuan, as if she was hiding something in her heart. He couldn't help but think of Qian Renxue's words and pondered to himself.

"If one day we were to stand against each other, what would you do?" Qing Xuan suddenly spoke.

"Do you really want us to be on opposite sides?"

Qing Xuan was taken aback by his counter-question. "I'm the one asking you, right?" How did he end up taking control of the conversation? She snorted, a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone. "Answer my question, don't change the subject."

"Is it you and I against each other, or me against the God Realm?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is." Lin Feng nodded affirmatively.

Qing Xuan was silent for a moment, then shook her head. "Forget it, just pretend I never asked."

"You seem to have been worrying about something for a while. Are you really not going to tell me?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you." After all, she couldn't quite explain it herself right now. Qing Xuan stopped and looked at Lin Feng beside her, a faint smile on her lips. "Thank you for accompanying me today. Let's end our walk here. Remember to make grilled fish tonight."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "You've been here for so long, are you treating me as your personal chef?"

"Can't I?" Qing Xuan laughed and walked towards her room.

***

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong, who was reviewing documents, paused, her willow-like eyebrows furrowing tightly.

"Rakshasa God Trial, Second Trial: Kill Lin Feng. Completion reward: 10% affinity with the Rakshasa God's position."

"Crack—"

The pen in Bibi Dong's hand snapped. She stood up abruptly, her eyes flashing with murderous intent as she scanned her surroundings, her teeth clenched.

"Rak—sha—sa—, you bitch, are you looking for death?!"

"Hmm? Insolent!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in Bibi Dong's ear, as if piercing through the shackles of time and space, striking her soul directly. It was the voice of the Rakshasa God, filled with extreme anger.

Bibi Dong's body trembled, but she quickly stabilized her mind. She sneered, "Rakshasa God, do you think I'm still the puppet you can manipulate? Lin Feng, he is the partner I have chosen, an indispensable part of my life. To want me to kill him is simply a fool's dream!"

"Partner? Hmph, a mere mortal, worthy of being your partner? Bibi Dong, don't forget, you are the inheritor of my Rakshasa God's position. Your destiny is already bound to me. If you dare to defy my will, the consequences are something you cannot bear!" The Rakshasa God's voice was thick with threat.

Bibi Dong sneered, "Rakshasa God, do you think I care about such things? The so-called Rakshasa God Trial is just a tool you use to satisfy your own selfish desires and torture your inheritors. If the God Realm didn't forbid you from killing people from the lower realm, you probably would have killed me long ago, right? Such a god's position, a bitch like you, I spit on it!"

"You... you dare!" The Rakshasa God's voice was filled with disbelief and anger. "Bibi Dong, you will regret this!"

As she spoke, the Rakshasa God's figure suddenly appeared in the Pope's Palace, like a blooming dark night rose, her body exuding a demonic and charming aura. Her figure was extremely graceful, with full hips and breasts, and a curvaceous figure. She wore a tight-fitting blood-red long dress, the hem swaying gently, outlining her breathtaking figure. Her appearance was even more devastatingly beautiful, her features as exquisite as if carved, her eyes deep and dark, yet hiding endless evil and temptation. Her lips were as red as blood, the corners of her mouth curled into a charmingly cold smile. Her makeup was even more meticulously "crafted," her eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, the corners of her eyes outlined with long, thin red eyeliner, stirring the deepest desires in one's heart. A blood-red mark was dotted on her forehead, adding a bit of mystery and demonic charm to her.

The Rakshasa God stood in the Pope's Palace, her body surrounded by fluctuations of blood-colored divine power. She looked at Bibi Dong coldly, as if looking at a person about to die. "Bibi Dong, I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

She lifted a fingertip. "Do you feel it? This is a god, a great power and beauty like me. You're just giving it up like that? How ridiculous!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly. "I dare. What Rakshasa God? Just a monster corroded by malevolent divine power beyond recognition, pretending to be a peerless beauty, what a pitiful wretch. Look at your disguised appearance, it's enough to show how ugly and unbearable your heart is. What's more, even with all your efforts to embellish it, it can't compare to my casual makeup. How pitiful!"

"You—are looking for death!"

Killing intent surged in the Rakshasa God's eyes. As a first-level god, her greatest pride, but also her greatest vulnerability, was her appearance. Her current appearance was not without basis; it was precisely her appearance before she became a god. However, with the passage of time and the erosion of the Rakshasa God's power and malevolent thoughts, her true body was now a monster riddled with sores and with a hideous face. The pain and anger brought by the gap between her former peerless beauty and her current appearance filled her with jealousy and a desire to destroy all beautiful things.

As a god, she could not control this evil power that belonged to her. It was laughable, but the attributes of her divine power actually came from the same source as the Asura God's. However, one was for slaughter, and the other for malevolent thoughts, both extreme attributes. When she became a god, the Rakshasa God achieved it by devouring the malevolent thoughts of large-scale wars in the world. The consequence of this was that her divine power was impure, and she was unable to completely control her own malevolent thoughts. Not to mention, when she was devouring, a certain God of Slaughter was also secretly seizing her benefits, obstructing her plan. This was also one of the reasons why she had always been hostile to the Asura God. After becoming a god, she took it as her mission to destroy the beauty of the world and the happiness of others, in order to vent the pain and anger caused by the erosion of malevolent thoughts. She longed to see the happiness and beauty that she had once envied turn to dust in her hands. Only then could she prove her existence and fill the emptiness in her heart.

Bibi Dong's words were undoubtedly like rubbing salt in her most sensitive wound, touching her reverse scale.

"Do you think that because the God Realm forbids killing inheritors, I can't do anything to you?"

A cold voice sounded in Bibi Dong's mind. "Trial changed. Rakshasa God Trial, Second Trial: Suffer the erosion of Rakshasa's divine power for a thousand years."

As soon as the words fell, Bibi Dong felt an indescribable evil force suddenly invade her body, like thousands of fine needles piercing her skin and drilling into her bone marrow at the same time, bringing waves of intense pain. This force carried a thick malevolent thought, as if it wanted to dye her soul a layer of blood.

This long-forgotten pain... the last time she suffered it was several years ago.

Bibi Dong's brows were tightly locked, she gasped slightly, one hand propped on the Pope's desk, her eyes fixed on the Rakshasa God, filled with killing intent.

The Rakshasa God raised an eyebrow. "It seems your cultivation has indeed grown a bit. You can stay conscious? Heh."

She slowly walked forward, her steps slow. At this moment, when she had suppressed Bibi Dong's cultivation and strength, what she wanted to do was to constantly torture Bibi Dong's body and mind, to destroy the other party's psychological defense.

"Now that you can't even lift your soul power, what right do you have to kill me? How pitiful." She had already reached the steps of the Pope's throne.

"Not to mention that you are just a mortal who has just reached the Titled Douluo realm, while I, even if my strength is suppressed in the lower realm, am still at the level of a second-level god. How can you contend with me? A tiny human ant." The Rakshasa God's voice was filled with contempt.

"Tap." She had already begun to ascend the steps.

"Desperate?" The Rakshasa God smiled. "This is the price for offending me just now. Are you proud of your appearance? I'll peel it off later, just like how I've been suppressing your cultivation and talent. You're right, I'm going to destroy you. I just didn't expect you to last this long. Heh, but after today, you, this genius, will disappear."

Bibi Dong looked down at the approaching Rakshasa God, the corners of her mouth raised. "Is that so? You don't pay much attention to the lower realm. I'm afraid you don't know what's happening in the lower realm now, do you?"

Seeing Bibi Dong's calm expression, an inexplicable uneasiness welled up in the Rakshasa God's heart, but she quickly suppressed it and sneered, "The affairs of the lower realm, why should I pay attention? As long as I want, everything is under my control. Are you trying to embolden yourself with alarmist talk? Bibi Dong, your little tricks are meaningless to me. A god is a completely different realm."

"Is that so?" Bibi Dong laughed and stood up leisurely, not looking like someone who was suppressed and unable to move by the erosion of Rakshasa's divine power. She murmured, "I knew early on that the world was difficult. Today, I vow to behead the Rakshasa and offer her blood to my unyielding will!"

As she spoke, her aura soared. Her Martial Soul True Body was instantly activated, and the aura of a peak Titled Douluo erupted completely at this moment. The Pope's Palace was instantly in turmoil. The golden soul power surged like a substance, forming a sharp contrast with the blood-colored divine power surrounding the Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God was horrified. She had not expected Bibi Dong to be able to recover so quickly under the suppression of her divine power and erupt with such a powerful aura. This power, even for her, who had been suppressed, felt a trace of threat.

"This is impossible! This golden soul power, where did you get it?!" she shouted.

"It's me!!!"

The air in the center of the Pope's Palace exploded with this sound, and a brilliant golden light suddenly bloomed, like the sun breaking through the clouds, illuminating the entire Pope's Palace. Lin Feng's figure appeared beside Bibi Dong as if by teleportation. His eyes flickered with yin and yang qi, and his body was surrounded by fluctuations of golden True Qi. It was a pure and powerful force, completely different from the Rakshasa God's blood-colored divine power.

The moment he passed the Rakshasa God, the Rakshasa God actually felt her divine power being burned and melted. This shocked her greatly, and she stared at Lin Feng in disbelief. "That human boy from back then? No, impossible, you... who exactly are you? Why do you have such pure and powerful strength?!"

Seeing the two of them looking extremely calm, as if they had long anticipated this, a wave of uneasiness suddenly rose in her heart.

No, that's not right. I'm a god now. In this Douluo Star without gods, what am I afraid of? Therefore, a cold smile touched the corner of her lips. "Hmph, a mere human, even with the purest power, how can he contend with a god? You are just ants."

"Is that so." Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes moving without wind. "You pride yourself on being a god, yet you commit such evil deeds. Today, I, Lin Feng, will suppress and kill you here!"

"Boasting shamelessly, looking for death!" The Rakshasa God shouted angrily, and the blood-colored divine power around her instantly surged, transforming into blood-colored sharp blades that slashed towards Lin Feng and Bibi Dong. Those sharp blades intertwined in the air to form a huge blood-colored net, carrying a strong malevolent thought and killing intent.

"Dong'er, you step back first." A trace of unwillingness flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she quickly retreated.

Outside the Pope's Palace.

Qing Xuan sensed the movement here and had already floated over, her pupils shrinking slightly. "Rakshasa, she actually came down to the lower realm to cause trouble for Bibi Dong?" Her eyes flickered.

"Qing Xuan!" Bibi Dong flew over.

Gu Yuena also arrived at this moment, her gaze cold. "She really dares to come." She looked back at Qing Xuan. "Xiao Feng wants to keep her here. What's your opinion?"

Qing Xuan closed her eyes. "She brought it on herself. I won't interfere."

Gu Yuena nodded. "No wonder you didn't reveal your aura. Let's watch first."

"Five Spirits Suppressing Domain Palm!"

The terrifying five-element soul power circulated in front of him, the sound of drums thundering. It suddenly contracted, transforming into a five-colored giant hand, containing the great power to suppress heaven and earth, and slapped towards the Rakshasa God.

Before the giant hand even touched, the Rakshasa God felt an unprecedented pressure, as if the entire order of heaven and earth was pressing down on her.

"This, how is this possible? Are you a human or a god!" She circulated her divine power to block this move, her eyes looking at Lin Feng standing with his hands behind his back in the air in shock.