Chapter 42 Shura, you're the real third party! The fate of the three God Kings!!
Although they can't use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill for a long time yet, and sometimes it will automatically disintegrate in less than a minute, they can't care about that now! Even being knocked off the stage is better than losing on your knees; at least you can retain a shred of dignity. The Emperor and his ministers in the VIP seats are watching!
"You wish!" Lin Fan sneered, his eyes blazing with a cold light.
He wasn't going to give these guys the chance to use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
Although the age of his soul rings all exceeded 100,000 years, only he knew their true power. They were more than enough to deal with the guys in front of him. However, if you want to fight against a Martial Soul Fusion Skill while being surrounded by a group of people, it's hard to say what will happen if you let them complete it.
"Third Soul Skill, Royal Authority!" Lin Fan shouted, and his domain-type Soul Skill was instantly activated.
Using his mental power as a guide, he distorted the gravity of reality, turning the entire arena into a giant gravity field.
All Spirit Masters within the domain whose spirit quality and cultivation level are lower than their own instantly experience tens or even hundreds of times the gravitational and mental pressure. Especially for beast and plant-type Soul Masters, the lower the quality of their Martial Soul, the greater the pressure they face.
The geniuses' faces changed drastically, their legs went weak, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.
Their martial souls dimmed under the terrifying gravity, as if they were being suppressed by an invisible hand. Due to the effects of supergravity, even if their bodies could withstand it, the blood in their bodies would rush downwards, causing the brain to lose blood and oxygen instantly.
The only way for those affected to avoid cerebral hemorrhage was to bow their heads in worship. For a time, the arena was filled with kneeling and worshipping figures, looking utterly pathetic.
Among all the prodigies present, none surpassed Lin Fan in cultivation, mental strength, and martial soul quality.
Of course, Lin Fan was still thinking about picking up girls, so he couldn't possibly hurt those girls too badly. They were all practically kneeling on the ground, unable to resist.
At this moment, Davis still tried to struggle, grabbing at Zhu Zhuyun beside him, attempting to use his Martial Soul Fusion Technique to launch a desperate counterattack.
"Third Soul Skill, Soul Deprivation!" Lin Fan's eyes turned cold as he activated his soul skill once more. This move inflicts significant mental damage on the enemy, but it can backfire if the opponent's mental strength is greater than one's own. However, at the moment, no one present has a higher mental strength than Lin Fan.
An invisible mental shockwave shot out from Lin Fan's eyes, heading straight for Davis. He felt a sharp pain in his head, as if countless needles were stabbing his brain, and his vision went black; he almost fainted.
The once noisy audience was now eerily quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd remaining. Lin Fan stood in the center of the arena, his white-gold Holy Son robe fluttering in the wind, like an invincible war god.
He glanced around the audience and said coldly, "Is there anyone else who disagrees?"
Seeing that no one responded, the gravity field on the arena instantly dissipated. Those prodigies lay sprawled on the ground, their faces pale, too weak to even stand up. "Tsk, this is really boring." He shook his head, turned around, and walked off the stage. The crowd below the stage automatically parted to make way for him; no one dared to stop him.
Those originally arrogant geniuses gritted their teeth, wishing they could rush up and beat him up, but when they thought of those four blood-red spirit rings, they held back. We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them! Although they were very annoyed, he really had the right to be arrogant.
In the VIP section, Bibi Dong's gaze followed him closely, carrying both warning and satisfaction.
"Uh... Teacher, I'm feeling a bit unwell, I'll leave first!" Lin Fan didn't wait for Bibi Dong's response and teleported out of the arena. "I went too far this time, and I'll probably get questioned again... Oh well, I'll just hide for as long as I can."
Lin Fan had just slipped out of the arena when, in the next second, he was instantly pulled into a special, blood-red space. Dark red demonic runes intertwined in the void, transforming into a majestic figure in dark red armorthe divine sense of the Asura God descended!
The Asura God's voice was indifferent: "I am the Asura God, who controls killing and judgment, and am one of the five supreme gods of the divine realm. Seeing your extraordinary talent, would you be willing to accept the Asura God's inheritance and inherit the divine position?"
His tone was not one of inquiry, but rather of declaration. After all, in the eyes of the God of Asura, no one in this world can refuse the position of God King. Moreover, the 100,000-year soul bone (Ah Yin) and the 100,000-year soul beast transformation that he originally chose as his successor were also intercepted.
After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that instead of wasting time, it would be better to simply replace the person. With four martial souls, each possessing ultimate attributes, and a bunch of super-limited soul rings, this is the perfect successor to the Asura God!
As for the marks of the **Goddess of Kindness and the God of Evil? Ha, it's just an unspoken rule in the divine realm, not an ironclad law. First, activate the inheritance. With the Asura God King around, who can possibly steal it?
Lin Fan's lips curled slightly, and he was about to agree— "BOOM!"
A beam of pure white holy light tore through the blood-red sky, and the Goddess of Kindness arrived, her divine radiance dazzling, and said coldly, "Asura, you have crossed the line!"
Almost simultaneously, a surge of dark, malevolent energy erupted, and the figure of an evil god appeared. At this moment, this special space is no longer just blood red, but a mixture of white, black, and red. Shura cursed inwardly, "They're never this proactive in the God Realm, leaving everything to me. But when it comes to snatching people, they're all suddenly eager!"
At this moment, no words could describe Lin Fan's feelings; his heart was filled with turbulent emotions. He never expected that he would attract three gods to descend at the same time. This kind of plot, which only exists in third-rate novels, actually happened to me! But he still had a question in his mind: When did the gods become able to descend at will?
The three deities stood in a triangle, surrounding Lin Fan in the middle. None of them spoke, and on the surface they appeared to be facing off against each other, but in reality, their voices were already arguing fiercely.
"This kid has exceptional talent; he must be brought to my evil lineage!" The God of Evil broke the silence first, roaring in the telepathic transmission.
"Bullshit! He possesses ultimate holiness, which is even more compatible with my kind lineage!" The Goddess of Kindness retorted immediately without backing down.
"Stop arguing! He was the one I chose first, and he deserves my inheritance!" The Asura God also joined the battle.
"Why don't you listen to what you're saying?" Evil immediately retorted: "Shura, you're the third party!"
"Exactly, don't you find it ridiculous when you say that?"
After a heated debate, the three gods finally reached a consensus and decided to let Lin Fan choose for himself!
The God of Evil spoke in a chilling tone: "I am the God of Evil, one of the five great god-kings of the divine realm, wielding the power of evil and ruling over darkness. Boy, if you choose me, you will possess the power to control the evil of the world... The Rakshasa God, a descendant of your teacher, is my subordinate, and then..."
Although it wasn't finished, the meaning was already self-evident.
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