Douluo: When the piano sounds, the hidden weapon returns to the factory

Meanwhile, deep within a landscape of ruins, a dense, crimson energy barrier enveloped everything. Within the barrier, the blood-red aura soared to the heavens, seemingly connecting to the deepest hell.

Tang San sat cross-legged in the center of the barrier, his brows furrowed, veins bulging on his forehead, and dark red Asura power emanating from his body as he struggled to undergo the Asura God's test. His consciousness was drawn into a series of illusions filled with slaughter and choices, experiencing a cruel trial of his mind and soul.

However, in the unknowable dimension of the God Realm, the cold and majestic gaze of the Asura God pierced through layers of space, watching Tang San, who was undergoing trials in the lower realm, and his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

"His mind is biased and his killing intent is excessive. Although he is in line with the desire to kill, he has lost some of the calmness and fairness that a judgment should have..." The cold divine sense of the Asura God swept over Tang San's soul essence and made a judgment.

What dissatisfied him even more was Tang San's basic spirit ring configuration. Although he possessed multiple ten-thousand-year spirit rings, in the eyes of the God of Asura, such a foundation was insufficient to create a God King. Especially compared to Feng Yao, who was rapidly rising in power, easily passing the Sea God's test with his own strength, and even faintly touching the barrier of the world's rules, Tang San's foundation was even more inadequate.

With such a foundation and temperament, it does seem somewhat... difficult for him to fully bear the weight of his supreme divine position, which governs the laws of the divine realm and represents slaughter and judgment. He might even be unable to unleash the true power of the Asura Demon Sword to its fullest potential.

Normally, with the discerning eye of the Asura God, he might have considered seeking another successor. But at this moment, the image of the young man on Seagod Island, whose aura was becoming increasingly profound and whose path was different from others, and the Seagod Trident that had already recognized its master, appeared in his mind.

"Sea God...it seems the person you chose does indeed have unique qualities." The God of Asura thought to himself, a sense of urgency rising within him. "Maintaining the balance of the God Realm and controlling the number of gods is the top priority. Rakshasa has already returned to his position, and if the angelic inheritance continues smoothly, the order of the God Realm may change...Tang San is currently the most crucial piece that can be quickly formed and used to maintain balance."

With this in mind, the Asura God suppressed his dissatisfaction and made a decision.

"Alright, although its foundation is slightly flawed, the potential of its dual martial souls and that obsessive killing intent are not without their advantages. Let's expend some more divine power to polish it up."

A purer yet more domineering Asura divine power, like a blood-red lightning bolt, suddenly poured into the lower realm barrier and into Tang San's body!

"Ugh—!"

Tang San let out a painful roar, feeling as if his soul was being torn apart by this even more powerful divine force. The trials in the illusion became increasingly cruel and real. He had to exert several times more effort and willpower than before to barely withstand the onslaught of the divine power and find a balance between the will to kill and the intent to judge.

The Asura God coldly observed all of this. He knew this was forcing growth, but for the sake of the "balance" of the divine realm, and to suppress the variables that angels, Rakshasa, and the inheritance might bring, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and use even more drastic methods to "force-grow" this successor who was not entirely satisfactory.

However, under such forced tempering, would Tang San's temperament become even more distorted? What consequences would those hidden dangers bring in the future? Even the God of Asura could not fully predict at this moment. Under the intervention of the gods, the trajectory of fate was sliding in an even more unpredictable direction.

The wind element only stayed in the Heavenly Dipper for one day before quietly departing.

His mind was clear as a mirror; this was no time to indulge in romantic thoughts. The situation on the continent was turbulent and unpredictable; the gods had already descended, and the time and space left for him were rapidly shrinking. He had to seize that fleeting opportunity, to fight for a sliver of life in this game where heaven and earth were the chessboard, for the sake of all living beings, and for himself.

The most urgent matter at present is to continue to hunt down Tang San, just like Qian Renxue in the original novel.

This move was by no means an impulsive act, but rather a well-thought-out strategic move. Tang San, as the chosen successor of the God of Asura, was a key pawn in maintaining the God of Asura's intervention in the lower realms. As long as the God of Asura continuously exerted lethal pressure on Tang San, forcing him to constantly teeter on the brink of life and death, the God of Asura would have no reason to stand idly by.

However, the laws of the divine realm are strict, and even a god-king like the Asura God cannot directly intervene in his true form. At that time, all he can rely on is to send his subordinate gods to bestow divine positions to strengthen Tang San's side.

And this is exactly the situation that Feng Yao hopes to see!
What he needs is for those gods to pass on their divine positions!

Once the divine position is passed on, the new successor will need time to grow, and that is the time for Feng Yao to hunt down the gods!
Feng Yao's ultimate goal was never just Tang San. He wanted to use this opportunity to make those high and mighty gods who viewed all living beings as pawns pay the ultimate price for their interference in the mortal realm. Every time he killed a mortal god who had inherited a divine position, it meant that a divine position would be permanently vacant in the divine realm!
This would be a radical step. By reducing the number of deities inherent in the divine realm, it would fundamentally shake its existing order and resource allocation, opening up new possibilities for those who would follow. This path was destined to be fraught with thorns, an enemy of the gods, and fraught with danger at every turn. But his conviction was unwavering; since the old order had become a shackle, he would break it with his own hands.

The hunt has begun. And Tang San is the most important bait in this scheme to slay a god.

With his mind made up, Feng Yao no longer hesitated. His soul power surged and resonated throughout the space, and his figure instantly transformed into a streak of light tearing through the sky, hurtling towards Martial Soul City at an astonishing speed!

His thinking was clear: to accurately locate Tang San, who was deliberately hiding on the vast continent and might even be protected by the power of the Asura God, conventional search methods would be like finding a needle in a haystack. However, as a first-level deity in the God Realm, and whose divine attribute was the same as the Asura God's, belonging to the category of slaughter, the Rakshasa God's divine sense would undoubtedly have an extraordinary sensitivity to tracking the fluctuations of the Asura God's power.

Using the power of the newly ascended Rakshasa Goddess Bibi Dong is undoubtedly the fastest and most effective way at present.

The Spirit Empire, Spirit City, the Papal Palace.

The newly expanded palace was more magnificent and imposing than ever before, exuding a chilling aura of majesty. As Feng Yao traveled, he could clearly sense the entire city shrouded in a vast, sacred yet subtly sinister and oppressive divine pressure—the aura of the Rakshasa God. Bibi Dong had successfully ascended to godhood.

After passing through layers of interrogation, Feng Yao finally arrived before the most magnificent main hall. The hall doors slowly opened, revealing a dimly lit interior instead of a resplendent golden palace, filled with a faint purplish-black mist. Only the towering purplish-gold throne at the far end of the hall emitted an aura of divine light that was impossible to look directly at through the mist.

On the throne, Bibi Dong leaned back languidly. She still wore her magnificent purple-gold imperial robes, but her appearance seemed even younger and more stunning. Her skin was as white as jade, and her purple eyes were as deep as the starry sky, yet they carried an indifferent gaze upon all living beings. She merely sat there, and the aura of laws flowing around her caused the surrounding space to slightly distort, as if she were out of place in this world, yet she forcefully dominated everything here.

"Feng Yao greets Your Majesty." Feng Yao entered the main hall and bowed slightly in greeting.

Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Feng Yao, a gaze that seemed to pierce through all pretense and reach the very essence of his soul. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, clearly indicating that she had also noticed Feng Yao's current cultivation level of a level 99 Limit Douluo, as well as his hidden strength, which even she could vaguely sense.

“Little Feng…you have indeed not disappointed me. No need for formalities, just call me Aunt Dong.” Bibi Dong’s voice was ethereal and majestic, seemingly carrying the unique echo of a deity. “In just a few years, you have already reached the peak of the mortal realm. It seems that Seagod Island has great potential. What brings you to see me today?” Feng Yao raised his head, calmly meeting Bibi Dong’s gaze, and said bluntly, “I have come here today to ask for your assistance, Aunt Dong.”

"Oh? Is there still something you can't solve?" Bibi Dong asked with great interest.

"This junior wishes to ask Aunt Dong to use her divine power to help me find Tang San's whereabouts," Feng Yao said, each word distinct, his voice echoing clearly in the empty hall.

Upon hearing this, the air in the hall seemed to freeze instantly, and the temperature dropped several degrees. The languid look in Bibi Dong's purple eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a sharp, razor-sharp light. The name Tang San had clearly touched a nerve.

“Tang San…” Bibi Dong’s purple eyes narrowed slightly, her voice carrying a chilling killing intent and a scrutinizing tone. “Your suggestion does have some merit. I also sensed the fluctuations of that unfamiliar deity’s inheritance.” Her gaze sharpened as it fell on Feng Yao. “You seem quite wary of this, judging from your words?”

Feng Yao met her gaze and slowly nodded, his expression solemn: "Aunt Dong, you are wise. Before I left Seagod Island, the Seagod himself issued a divine decree, warning me that if I were to return to the mainland in my mortal form, I might face... the danger of perishing."

"The danger of your demise?" Bibi Dong's pupils contracted sharply, and the divine power flowing around her paused slightly. Now that she was the Rakshasa God, she understood even more deeply the weight of a divine deity like the Sea God. She leaned forward slightly, her tone sharp with disbelief: "You mean, you suspect that the threat that could cause your demise... originates from Tang San?"

Feng Yao met her sharp gaze, slowly nodded, and said in a deep and resolute tone: "If it weren't for god-level power, what else in this world could threaten a level 99 Limit Douluo?"

"That's why I have to find him. This fiend possesses twin martial souls and divine inheritance, with immense potential. Moreover, he is ruthless and obsessive. If he is allowed to grow, he will be a major threat to the empire, as well as to you and me, Xue'er."

Bibi Dong listened quietly, her fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the throne, producing a crisp sound that was particularly clear in the silent hall. She naturally understood the meaning behind Feng Yao's words and was also aware of the threat Tang San posed. Having Feng Yao, someone with a past grudge against Tang San and sufficient strength, deal with Tang San was indeed a time-saving and effortless solution for her.

After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong slowly spoke, her voice regaining its previous ethereal and authoritative quality: "Granted."

After that, Bibi Dong said no more and slowly closed her deep purple eyes.

In an instant, an invisible yet boundless divine pressure quietly spread out from her center! It wasn't directed at Feng Yao, but rather, like mercury spilling onto the ground, it merged into the surrounding space, rapidly spreading and exploring every corner of the continent in a way beyond mortal comprehension. This was the divine sense scan belonging to the Rakshasa God.

Feng Yao stood quietly below, clearly feeling the chilling divine thought sweeping over his body, and felt a chill run down his spine. The methods of a god-level expert were indeed mysterious and unpredictable.

The search did not last long. About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, a hint of understanding and cold killing intent flashing in them.

“Found it.” Her ethereal voice rang out, “It’s in the ruins of a valley in the northern part of the Star Dou Great Forest. There is an extremely strong killing aura hidden by a barrier. It must be Tang San.”

She accurately reported Tang San's exact location.

"Thank you, Aunt Dong." Feng Yao cupped his hands and noted down all the information.

Just then, Bibi Dong flicked her finger, and a stream of purplish-black light shot towards Feng Yao. Feng Yao caught it, and in his palm was a pigeon-egg-sized, crystal-clear purple gem, within which liquid ghostly flames seemed to flow, emitting a pure yet sinister fluctuation of Rakshasa divine power.

“This gem contains a trace of my original divine power,” Bibi Dong explained. “When I was searching just now, I sensed that unfamiliar divine aura, which is quite similar to the attributes of my Rakshasa divine power, belonging to the same lineage. If Tang San sees that things are not going well and uses divine power to escape, you can use this to sense his approximate location.”

Feng Yao gripped the warm yet icy gem, feeling the powerful divine force contained within. This was undoubtedly a timely help, greatly increasing the success rate of hunting down Tang San.

"I understand, and I will certainly live up to your expectations!" Feng Yao solemnly put away the gemstone and bowed again.

"Go." Bibi Dong waved her hand, leaned back on the throne, closed her purple eyes, as if she were once again immersed in the enlightenment of the divine path, only her faint voice echoed in the hall, "Be careful, she is still waiting for you to come back."

Feng Yao smiled slightly upon hearing this, then turned and strode away without lingering. The target had been locked on; the hunt was about to begin! Even with the Asura God's secret assistance, it would be no easy task for Tang San to completely shake off his pursuit!
Based on the precise location provided by Bibi Dong, Feng Yao perfectly blended his aura with the spatial fluctuations, moving silently like a ghost, and soon arrived at the valley where only ruins remained.

The closer one gets to the core area shrouded by the barrier, the stronger the aura of blood, slaughter, and icy divine power permeating the air becomes. If it weren't for Bibi Dong's clear guidance and god-level perception, even an ordinary Limit Douluo would probably find it difficult to locate this hidden hideout so accurately amidst the interference of divine power.

Feng Yao did not rashly force his way through the barrier. He concealed himself in the shadow of a collapsed mountain in the distance, the illusory image of the Eight Trigrams slowly flowing in his eyes. The power of the Kun trigram made him merge with the earth beneath his feet, isolating him from all his own aura.

He could clearly "see" that at the core of the blood-red barrier, a figure was sitting cross-legged, with dark red Asura divine power rising and twisting around him like tangible flames. He was clearly in a critical state of divine trial, and it was Tang San! The energy level he emitted was far from reaching the god level, and it was no different from that of an ordinary Super Douluo, but his pure killing intent far exceeded that of an ordinary Super Douluo.

"As expected, it's here..." Feng Yao's eyes were icy, his killing intent restrained. He didn't act immediately, but like the most patient hunter, he began to carefully examine this barrier. At the same time, he was also using his understanding of space and energy to search for more possible weaknesses, and... any contingency plans that the Asura God might have left behind.

He knew that attacking this barrier would inevitably alert the Asura God. His goal wasn't to alert the enemy, but to prepare a fatal blow, or at least force Tang San to flee in disarray, thus initiating the next phase of his plan. He quietly channeled his spiritual energy into the "Rakshasa Eye" gem, putting it in a state where it could be activated at any moment.

The hunting net has been quietly cast, awaiting the perfect moment to strike. Feng Yao lay dormant like a rock, his aura completely vanished, leaving only his all-seeing eyes firmly locked on his target within the barrier. (End of Chapter)