Douluo Huo Yuhao: My Clone is Too Self-Disciplined

The so-called "Battle Arena of Life and Death" is a space where enemies are drawn into a single arena, and both their strength is simultaneously reduced to below the god level.

Of course, this is his skill, so he also has many privileges in this field.

One of them is that he can use magical artifacts.

Although he cannot use the Trident of Poseidon now, he still has a powerful divine artifact, the Asura Divine Sword.

The Asura Divine Sword is the Asura God's natal divine sword, weighing 15,000 jin, which is slightly inferior to the Sea God's Trident.

However, the two sides have different focuses.

The Trident of Poseidon relies on its weight to crush enemies, and all of its divine skills depend on its weight. It can be said to be a representative artifact of overwhelming force, and such an artifact is unique in the divine realm.

Although the Asura Divine Sword is not as heavy as the Trident of the Sea God, it is a sword of slaughter, emanating endless killing intent and terrifying killing aura at all times.

It is born with the Asura Domain, and after being empowered by divine power, it is no weaker than the Trident of the Sea God.

Although Tang San currently only possesses the strength of a Limit Douluo, he can freely wield the Asura Divine Sword.

It can also utilize the divine power within the Asura Divine Sword.

Unlike the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, whose light shield could not be protected if accidentally broken, his own battle arena had no light shield at all.

The enemy is forbidden from using any divine power, divine skills, or divine artifacts; this is the rule of this duel arena.

Although his cultivation level was suppressed to the same level as his enemy, he could use divine power, divine skills, and divine artifacts.

This is an extremely unfair dueling arena.

But this is the arena he created, so for him, it is the fairest arena.

After all, as the master of the dueling arena, he should have some privileges!
And these are his privileges.

Therefore, the God of Dreams is doomed to die.

In fact, he could easily kill the God of Illusions in the God Realm, but the God of Illusions was ultimately a top-tier first-level god, and had been in the God Realm for much longer than him.

Moreover, the God of Dreams possesses many unpredictable abilities; every veteran god is not as simple as they appear.

Therefore, in order to avoid being exposed, Tang San chose the safest method: to bring the God of Illusions into his dueling arena.

Only in this way can we achieve this without anyone noticing.

"Huanmeng, you are a good senior, but you are blocking my way, so today, I have no choice but to let you stay here."

After speaking, Tang San, with his level 99 cultivation, exuded an aura that blotted out the sky, with blue and scarlet divine power flowing in the air.

Suddenly, a scarlet color emanated from the Shura Sword Mark in the center of Tang San's brow, and a long sword appeared with its tip. Then, as time passed, the Shura Divine Sword appeared in front of Tang San and was tightly grasped in his hand.

The moment he grasped the Asura Divine Sword, a buzzing sound emanated from his body, and a dazzling ball of light appeared.

A majestic suit of armor adorned his body, the Asura Battle Armor, upon which divine power flowed, radiating supreme divine might.

Although Tang San did not have a divine halo behind him, his aura was no less than that of a first-level god.

He looked down at the God of Dreams with disdain in his eyes and his expression was full of contempt.

In his view, the God of Dreams was already a dead man.

After seeing Tang San's series of actions, the God of Illusions also showed a strange smile.

"Hahaha, I knew it, I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

"This is your territory, what fairness and justice? How can there be any justice here?"

"A level 99 Limit Douluo possesses a god-level set, the Asura Divine Sword, and the flow of divine power, allowing him to use at least one or two divine skills."

"What a life-or-death duel arena! What a fair and just place! Tang San, you must have killed quite a few people with this ability over the years."

Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately smiled.

"I only kill those who are my enemies, that is, my so-called enemies."

He didn't mind wasting a few more words with the God of Illusions, since he would kill the God of Illusions soon anyway, as the time flow here was one year to one year compared to the God Realm.

Even if you waste a whole day here, it's only a few minutes in the realm of gods.

We can afford to wait that much time.

Upon hearing Tang San's words, the God of Illusions laughed even louder, displaying unbridled arrogance.

He only messed up one thing Tang San asked him to do, and Tang San wanted to kill him to silence him.

This is not just about killing enemies.

Tang San's path to death includes anyone who gets in his way; anyone who doesn't comply with his wishes can face his demise.

Tang San is a complete hypocrite.

He is a real scoundrel.

However, Tang San miscalculated today.

Dragging him into the arena of life and death was the worst decision Tang San ever made.

"Ah! Let's not discuss these things for now. I just want to know, your authority in this life-or-death arena is probably limited to this, right? You can't get out without a fight to the death, right?"

The God of Dreams looked at Tang San very seriously; it seemed he really only wanted to confirm this one question.

Upon hearing his words, Tang San's usually serious expression crumbled, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "I have divine power, I can use divine techniques, and I have a divine artifact in my hand. Isn't that enough?"

Tang San was originally a genius in Douluo Continent, possessing twin martial souls, the ultimate skills of the Tang Sect, and a super genius with a divine inheritance.

When he was at the Limit Douluo level, he was able to hunt down million-year-old soul beasts, such as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

His strength can be described as invincible among those of the same level.

Even without these things, he could easily crush the God of Dreams. Now, with all that he has, killing the God of Dreams is just a matter of lifting a finger.

The God of Dreams actually asked such a question.

Isn't this enough?

He really wanted to know what gave this guy, who only relied on illusions, the confidence to say such a thing.

"That's natural. Although I have these privileges, the life-and-death duel arena is indeed fair and just. The rules are such that only one person can leave alive. It's a life-and-death struggle, and that's the cruelty of the life-and-death duel arena."

"You don't need to doubt the truth of my words. This divine skill of mine came from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. He is dead, and I am alive. He was the creator of the life-and-death duel arena, but it is I who survived."

"So in this dueling arena, I am not immortal, provided you have the ability to kill me, but clearly, you can't." "That's enough!"

The God of Dreams laughed heartily.

"I don't know how long it's been since I felt this excited. Since becoming a god, it feels like I'm falling into depravity every day, stagnating every day."

As he spoke, a mysterious aura suddenly appeared on the God of Illusions, and a stream of white energy emerged.

It spun and wrapped around his entire body.

Then, the God of Dreams' hair stood up on its own without wind, and as it stood up, its hair turned from black to white.

As the white aura emanating from his heart continued to appear, countless points of light slowly condensed behind him.

The number of light spots skyrocketed at an astonishing speed, multiplying into tens of millions, leaving Tang San puzzled.

These points of light are very weak, extremely weak, and seem to have no offensive power.

This action by the God of Dreams doesn't seem to be an attack; it's truly baffling.

However, after wasting so much time talking to the God of Illusions, he was too lazy to argue with him anymore and simply slashed him away.

There are still many messes waiting for him to clean up!

"Speed ​​Force, Asura Sword, Asura Slash, Annihilation."

Tang San gripped the Asura Divine Sword with both hands, frantically pouring his soul power and divine power into the sword. His body vanished from its original spot and instantly reappeared in front of the God of Illusions.

He showed no mercy whatsoever; after all, he was a ruthless killer, and killing someone was as easy as eating or drinking.

With his divine power, the God of Illusions was undoubtedly just an ant in his eyes; the Limit Douluo was far too weak.

His sword strike was incredibly fast, after all, he used divine speed, and the Asura Divine Sword was an extremely powerful divine weapon with a sharp edge that was indestructible.

The God of Illusions was thus cut in two by Tang San's sword, without any warning or resistance.

"Too weak. I thought you had some trump card! Is that all?"

Tang San immediately lost interest. He had wasted so much time with the God of Illusions. He had originally thought he could exchange a few blows with him, after all, the God of Illusions was a super senior who could condense a godhood on his own.

However, faced with such a disparity in strength, the God of Illusions was utterly vulnerable.

Finish work.

However, the God of Illusions' eyes and expression displeased him. He was the one who died, so why did the God of Illusions have such a nonchalant expression?
Shouldn't it be fear and dread, or hatred?
The God of Dreams was cleaved in two, his upper and lower body slid off, looking extremely ferocious.

However, just as Tang San sheathed his sword and prepared to wait for the results of the God of Life and Death Arena to be announced.

The arena of life and death remained silent for a long time.

This made Tang San's heart skip a beat.

The lack of any indication means that the duel is still ongoing and the God of Dreams is not dead.

He stared in shock at the corpse of the God of Dreams.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the two halves of the God of Illusions suddenly developed countless cracks, and then, like glass, they shattered completely with a crack, scattering across this arena of life and death.

It merged with the light spots that had been released in advance behind him, with each fragment merging with a light spot.

Then, under Tang San's shocked gaze, each point of light emitted a strong white light.

In just a moment, the entire Arena of Life and Death was filled.

Tens of millions of Dream Gods appeared, each possessing the strength of a Limit Douluo.

Their expressions were completely identical; they all grinned and looked at Tang San with disdain.

Then, millions of Dream Gods spoke at the same time, their frequencies perfectly synchronized, as if they were all speaking. But when tens of millions of people speak at the same time, the sound they produce is deafening.

"Tang San, our contest has only just begun!"

Upon hearing this voice, Tang San stared at the God of Illusions in shock.

"How is this possible? You didn't die? And you created so many clones? Each one is a physical clone? How could you possibly have this ability?"

The God of Illusions merely chuckled, "You are nothing more than a lucky one who only managed to ascend to the God Realm through divine inheritance. Before becoming a god, someone like you wouldn't even be worthy of my attention."

"As I just said, using this domain is the worst decision you've ever made. When I was level 100, I used this move to kill a level 2 god. You should know the difference between a quasi-god and a true god, right? The difference between level 100 and a level 2 god, although it's only a step away, is like an insurmountable chasm."

"At that time, I could use my talent to kill god-level powerhouses even if I'm not a level above them. Now we're both at the Limit Douluo level. You can use divine power, have divine techniques, and even the Asura Divine Sword."

"But so what?" The God of Illusions laughed heartily, his face full of unrestrained smiles. "Tang San, the worst thing you ever did was to harbor murderous intent towards me."

"I thought I was going to die, but you gave me a chance. It's a pity I won't be able to see other God-Kings punish you, because I'm the one leaving this dueling arena today."

"The Asura Divine Sword cannot unleash its true power in this domain. After all, this is not the God Realm, where divine power is limited. The amount of divine power you can draw upon will only decrease. Meanwhile, each of my ten thousand Limit Douluo clones possesses my peak combat power."

"Because this is not simply the power of clones, but my suicidal attack. My body has been transformed into these clones, which is irreversible. That's why these clones have such great power. It will take at least tens of thousands of years to heal the injuries. I have only used this ability once. You are lucky to be the second person to see it."

"They are all physical clones, so you're in for some fun today. Don't worry, after I get out and recover, I'll take out everything you did to me on your beautiful wife."

"The crimes you committed, someone has to pay for them, right?"

The God of Dreams spoke with great pride, and Tang San immediately blushed upon hearing it. "What did you say?"

“I said, after I get out, I’ll go after your wife and make her atone for your sins.”

The God of Dreams had long since lost interest in romantic relationships; he only said that to throw Tang San off balance.

After all, Tang San and Xiao Wu were very much in love in the God Realm, so he believed that this statement would definitely be effective.

Sure enough, Tang San blushed.

However, Tang San's next words stunned Yama.

Tang San slowly opened his mouth, gritting his teeth as he said, "Not that sentence."

In Tang San's heart, what does Xiao Wu mean?

"I'm asking you, what do you mean by saying that other god-kings came to judge me? Could it be that you..."

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(End of this chapter)