Chapter 256 Who should I give Titan's million-year soul ring to? (Seeking advice)

"God of lust, are you ready with everything I asked you to prepare?"

The deep voice of the God of Destruction seemed to come from the abyss, echoing in the hall with invisible pressure.

The God of Lust covered his mouth and chuckled, full of charm, and his eyes were moving, as if he could arouse the most primitive desires in people's hearts.

"Lord, how can I dare to neglect what you have told me?"

Her delicate voice seemed to carry a sweet fragrance, making people's hearts sway.

"I have prepared the things, but it is not easy to condense them. Even I have spent a lot of divine power."

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her plump breasts, as if to hint at something.

The God of Destruction frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, where are the things?"

The God of Lust was not annoyed, and still smiled, taking out a delicate and small pink jade bottle from her unfathomable chest.

The jade bottle was crystal clear, and you could vaguely see the pink liquid inside, exuding an alluring aroma.

"Lord, look, this is it."

The God of Lust gently placed the jade bottle in the God of Destruction's hand, and his slender fingers intentionally or unintentionally crossed the back of his hand, causing a tingling sensation.

"I spent a huge amount of money to refine this thing. No one can resist its power, not even you, my lord, is no exception."

The God of Destruction glanced at her coldly and ignored her teasing. He just looked at the jade bottle in his hand carefully.

"Is this thing not harmful to the body?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Of course not, don't worry, Lord." The God of Lust covered his mouth and chuckled, "These are just some aphrodisiac drugs, they will only make those who take them more..."

She deliberately lengthened her voice and her eyes were as charming as silk, as if she had seen the scene after the God of Destruction used this drug.

The God of Destruction ignored her, just put away the jade bottle and fell into deep thought.

‘Little Green, Little Green, you are right, only our children can fully inherit our power. ’

‘When he grows up and inherits our divine status, what does it mean to be a mere sea god? ’

"My Lord..." The God of Lust hesitated, as if he had something to say.

The God of Destruction glanced at her impatiently, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The God of Lust licked his lips, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, "Lord, you also know that condensing this medicine has cost me a lot of faith..."

"Look, is it possible..." She did not continue, but the meaning was self-evident.

The God of Destruction was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Let's do this," he finally said, "I will divide one of my subordinate planes for you."

"Thank you, Lord!" The God of Lust was immediately overjoyed and quickly knelt down to thank him.

When the other gods saw this, their eyes showed envy.

The plane managed by the God of Destruction is not something that first-level gods like them can compare to. Not only is the plane huge, but it is also very powerful.

If the God of Lust obtains such a plane, I am afraid that in a short period of time, he will not only be able to make up for the consumed power of faith, but also improve his strength.

How is this not enviable. "Lord, do you think we should start this matter?"

A short god leaned out from the shadows with a hunched body. His eyes flashed with a faint green light, as if he was hiding countless vicious plots.

He stretched out his long tongue and slowly licked his chapped lips, making a creepy sound.

"Don't worry, I already have other plans, so I'll put that matter on hold for now."

The God of Destruction waved his hand impatiently, his cold gaze still fixed on the pink vial in his hand.

He rubbed the bottle with his rough thumb, making a clicking sound with his knuckles.

"However, you can prepare all the preliminary work. When the time comes..."

The voice of the God of Destruction was low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

"Yes, Lord." The eight gods stood up at the same time. They were all different in height, short, fat and thin, but without exception, they all exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

They saluted respectfully to the God of Destruction, their movements uniform, like a well-trained army.

At this moment, a circle of light lights up behind each of them, either dark or bright, but the halo contains seven circles, layer by layer, and gradually changes in color according to its own halo. The further inward, the color changes. The shallower.

The seven-ringed halo represents their status as a first-level god!

The God of Destruction slowly stood up, his tall and burly body like an insurmountable mountain.

There is also a circle of light behind him. Compared to the first-level gods below, the halo behind him is much larger. It contains nine rings, symbolizing the terrifying power of destruction.

A powerful aura of destruction emanated from his body, causing all the gods present to feel palpitations.

His dark red eyes looked into the distance, the light in his eyes changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

At this moment, suddenly, a blue light tore through the darkness at the top of the hall and appeared above everyone's heads without warning.

The light was extremely dazzling, like a star that suddenly appeared, lighting up the entire hall.

When this light appeared, the bodies of the eight gods hidden in the darkness in the hall were slightly shaken. They raised their heads in unison and looked at the sudden light, each showing different emotions:

There were surprises, doubts, and deep fears.

The red light in the eyes of the God of Destruction also condensed slightly. He put down the pink bottle in his hand, turned around, and faced the dazzling blue light.

"God of Destruction."

A clear and pleasant voice sounded, echoing in the hall, dispelling the originally oppressive atmosphere.

There was a hint of majesty in the voice, but it made people feel like spring breeze, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold voice of the God of Destruction.

The God of Destruction said coldly: "What do you think of the Sea God?"

His tone was full of undisguised hostility, as if he was going to fight if he disagreed with him.

Tang San's voice came out from the blue light,

"Regarding yesterday's incident, I thought about it carefully afterwards, and it's not completely impossible. My premonition is that it will probably appear within a year. If there is no movement within a year, we will expand the God Realm according to the will of the God of Destruction. How about it?"

After hearing his words, the God of Destruction was stunned. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "Okay."

"That's great." Tang San's gentle voice still echoed in the hall. The next moment, the blue light converged and disappeared.

The God of Destruction subconsciously clenched his fist. This is the power of controlling the center of the God Realm. No matter what level of God, as long as the God King wants to communicate with him, he can contact him immediately.

"My Lord. Since the Sea God has said so, why not..." The first person on the left, the God who was hidden in heavy armor, said in a deep voice.

"Shut up." The will of the God of Destruction suddenly became stronger.

"Is he demonstrating to me that he is the master of the God Realm? Who knows what other ideas he will have in a year? Everything is done according to the original plan. This opportunity is rare and cannot be missed."

Opportunity? What exactly is the opportunity?

Even the eight first-level gods below are not clear.

However, none of them dared to go against the will of the God of Destruction.

'The Sea God is always like this. I won't be fooled by you this time. '

'The Sea God's thoughts are outdated and he is not suitable to be the master of this God Realm. Only I, or. can lead the God Realm to become stronger. '

The God of Destruction tightly grasped the pink bottle in his hand, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Douluo Continent.

Mingyue Hotel.

In the Shenwei space.

Han Yu stood in front of the huge corpse of Titan, his eyes swept across the circle of dazzling golden soul rings and the soul bones emitting a powerful aura, his brows slightly frowned, and he felt a bit tricky.

Wang Dong'er was tied up tightly with a thick rope and thrown into a corner.

Red marks appeared on her fair arms, her delicate body twisted restlessly, and angry curses kept coming out of her mouth:

"Han Yu, you despicable villain! You killed my second father, my first father will never let you go! If you know what's good for you, let me go!"

Hearing Wang Dong'er's shouting, Han Yu raised a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and walked slowly to Wang Dong'er, looking down at her with a bit of sarcasm in his tone:

"Oh? Are you counting on your first father who left you alone to escape?"

Wang Dong'er was stunned for a moment, and a trace of uneasiness surged in her heart, but she quickly retorted:

"You are talking nonsense! My big father will never abandon me!"

"Really?" Han Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing,

"Then do you think, with your big father's strength, if he was still here, would he watch you being captured by me?"

"This..." Wang Dong'er was speechless. Yes, if the big father had the ability, he would have defeated Han Yu and rescued her long ago. Why would he let herself suffer humiliation here? When she thought of this, the fluke in her heart gradually dissipated.

"You don't have to have illusions anymore."

Han Yu squatted down, looked Wang Dong'er in the eyes, and said word by word,

"This place is no longer on Douluo Continent. No one can find it except me, let alone your father."

"No... Impossible!"

Wang Dong'er widened her eyes and shook her head in disbelief,

"How could you do it? Creating a space out of thin air is something that only gods can do!"

Han Yu looked at Wang Dong'er's excitement, as if she heard a funny joke, and chuckled:

"God? Do you think I'm a god?"

Wang Dong'er was speechless for a moment. She looked at Han Yu carefully, trying to find a flaw in his face. Although Han Yu was powerful, he didn't look like a being with divine power.

"Then where did you take me?"

Wang Dong'er suppressed her inner uneasiness and asked.

Han Yu did not answer her question, but pointed to Titan's body and asked:

"You said he was your second father, then can you explain what happened to his soul ring and soul bone? Or..." Han Yu deliberately paused, and his tone became playful,

"Actually, you are also a soul beast incarnation, so you can have a human appearance?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Wang Dong'er was immediately ashamed and angry,

"How could I be a soul beast? My parents are both human, I was just adopted by my first and second fathers!"

Han Yu smiled noncommittally, he pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and gently pressed it against Wang Dong'er's white neck.

The coldness of the blade instantly spread throughout Wang Dong'er's body, and she could even feel the stinging pain of the tip of the knife scratching her skin.

"You...what do you want to do..." Wang Dong'er's voice began to tremble, she tried to be calm, but she couldn't hide the fear in her eyes.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just very interested in whether you are a soul beast."

Han Yu said, exerting a little force on his hand, and the blade left a shallow blood mark on Wang Donger's skin.

"Ah!" Wang Donger couldn't help but screamed. She felt the warm blood flowing down her neck, and the fear drowned her like a tide.

"Stop, I... I really don't know what you are talking about..." Wang Donger's voice became stammering. She had never felt so scared.

To be honest, Wang Donger was also confused about the Titan's explosion of soul rings and soul bones.

The eldest and second fathers were obviously human beings, how could they be soul beasts?

What surprised her even more was that the soul rings that the second father exploded were actually golden.

As we all know, soul rings are white, yellow, black, and red.

What is this golden soul ring? She has never heard of it.

In Shrek Academy, she once heard teachers say that the soul rings of gods are golden.

But how is this possible?

Could it be that her eldest and second fathers are both gods?

"Forget it, I just want to scare you." Han Yu curled his lips, glanced at Wang Dong'er who was about to cry, and felt bored. Then he looked at the soul ring in front of him again.

Maybe because Titan was a priest, after his death, the soul ring did not dissipate as quickly as ordinary soul beasts.

Now half a day has passed, and the energy is still very sufficient.

'This is not a solution. I have to think of a way to save this soul ring. '

'Otherwise it would be a waste. '

Han Yu's mind moved, and he took out a soul guide in the shape of a tray. This is the Conferred God Platform he developed himself.

Combined with some of his own ideas, it can serve as a carrier for sealing.

Although the soul ring in front of him is golden, it just has a lot of energy, so it should be no problem to seal it.

With a strange hand gesture, Han Yu's brows showed a Bagua pattern, and he shouted:

"Immortal Technique·Bagua Seal!"

Black and white suddenly emerged, and turned into a two-color dragon from under Han Yu's feet, and pounced on the golden soul ring.

Sensing the black and white dragon pounced on itself, the golden soul ring suddenly shone brightly, as if it wanted to struggle.

But, after all, it was just a soul ring.

The powerful sealing force kept pulling the golden soul ring, and after a stalemate, it finally couldn't resist the Bagua seal blessed by the immortal method.

The black and white dragon swallowed the golden soul ring in one gulp, and then the whole body sank into the Conferred God Platform.

In an instant, the Conferred God Platform shone brightly, and after a long time, the light gradually dimmed.

The seal was successful! (End of this chapter)