Douluo Continent: Starting with Ten Kings of Hell, Shocking Qian Renxue

Chapter 44: With power over the netherworld and divine might as a prison, I hereby summon the Ten Kings of Hell! [Please continue reading]

The sky was shrouded in mist, and a torrential downpour was mixed with the faint glimmer of thunder.

Everyone stared at the four figures that appeared in the sky, and the nine soul rings that flickered beside them.

The scene fell into a deep silence.

The next moment, everyone lowered their heads in fear, unable to look any longer!

【…】

Behind the screen in the inner hall.

The two titled Douluo, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, acted too quickly; Qian Renxue didn't even have time to react.

It wasn't until she heard the familiar voice that she seemed to understand something. Her previously calm expression suddenly changed, and she said in disbelief.

"This is……"

"It's the voices of the two guardians, Qianjun and Jiangmo!"

"Why are they here? Could it be that news of my defeat reached the Spirit Hall and reached Grandpa? Or... does Grandpa simply want a piece of the pie from the Heavenly Battle?"

Qian Renxue said in a low voice, "If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter... if the Spirit Hall really becomes a mortal enemy of Qin Zheng in the future, that's something I absolutely don't want!"

tread--

A variety of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, but Qian Renxue had no time to think any further. With a light step, she walked outside.

Right now, nothing has happened yet. Even if the Spirit Hall's elders arrive, as long as she speaks up, there's still a chance to salvage the situation.

We must not allow Qin Zheng to forge an irreparable enmity with the two elders of the Spirit Hall!

However, she froze on the spot as soon as she stepped out from behind the screen.

In her eyes, he was a composed young emperor who always maintained a calm demeanor before her, as if he could control everything no matter the situation...

At this moment, although he did not make a sound, and his appearance did not turn cold, he was not at all oppressive.

But a cold, eerie light began to flash in those dark eyes.

Qian Renxue knew very well that it was a murderous gaze filled with blood and fire.

Previously, Qin Zheng had said he would massacre the city, and even had the intention of slaughtering all the tens of thousands of Heavenly Fighting Generals outside the city who refused to submit. This was the kind of look he had in mind!

"Oh no!"

【…】

Inside the pilgrimage temple.

Facing four Title Douluos, Qin Zheng didn't notice that Qian Renxue had already appeared.

He simply raised his head, looking at the several titled Douluo in the sky, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"The Panlong Staff... It seems these four Title Douluos are all from the Spirit Hall."

The Dragon-Panning Staff wielded by Qianjun and Jiangmo is so symbolic that it's hard for Qin Zheng not to recognize it.

but……

"Four Title Douluos have gathered, all for the sake of killing me?"

"Oh--"

Qin Zheng's gaze was cold, and he smiled inexplicably, glancing around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

The imperial palace, reduced to ruins by the Panlong Cudgel, the Black and White Impermanence, severely injured by the Panlong Cudgel, and the Yin Ghost Messenger, knocked unconscious by the Panlong Cudgel and whose fate was unknown, were all vividly remembered!

If it weren't for the two Title Douluos beside Qin Zheng, he would surely be dead by now!

"Interesting, this is really interesting."

Qin Zheng spoke slowly, his violent aura growing increasingly intense, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "It's so interesting that it's hard for me not to want to kill you all!"

Swah——

These words immediately stirred up multiple waves in the scene.

"Has Qin Zheng gone mad?"

The four Soul Douluo Deans turned their gazes back to Qin Zheng, filled with shock.

They couldn't believe it, much less imagine it.

What did Qin Zheng say? He said slaughter!

He was thinking of killing all four Title Douluos above him!

What is a Title Douluo?

That was a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent. In the decades since, apart from the death of Pope Qian Xunji, has anyone else been heard of dying as a Title Douluo?

No!

Now, Qin Zheng dares to say he wants all four Title Douluos above dead. What gives him the right? Just because of the two Title Douluos under his command?

Where did he get the confidence to look down on four Title Douluos?

【…】

"Huh? This kid's got guts!"

"However, with the protection of two Title Douluos, and despite his own low soul power, he was able to hold his own against us in a battle of wits. The only one with such qualifications is probably the upstart Qin Zheng."

"Very well! You asked for this."

Qianjun Douluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and killing intent surged.

Their previous attack, though seemingly terrifying, was actually controlled because Qian Renxue was still inside the palace. If they had attacked with all their might, they would have inevitably injured her.

Therefore, they controlled their power, intending to force out Qin Zheng and the two titled officials beside him, so that they could quickly kill them and then retreat, allowing Qian Renxue to break free of her restraints and succeed to the throne as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

But to their surprise, Qin Zheng didn't need them to force him; he just jumped out on his own.

They didn't even take those four Title Douluos seriously!

Such an attitude is simply too arrogant and far too contemptuous of the four Spirit Hall Title Douluos!

"Unfortunately, to be rampant requires the ability to be rampant."

"However, you didn't!"

"Set off on your journey, and repent in your next life!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Decisive Strike!"

With this thought in mind, he suddenly raised his hand, and the coiled dragon staff in his hand instantly transformed, revealing a strong azure light and growing several times larger, before crashing down towards Qin Zheng's position!

Boom!

The Dragon Staff pressed down, accompanied by terrifying azure soul power swirling in the air; its aura was utterly terrifying.

The eighth soul skill, Thousand Pound Throw, can be said to be the signature move of Thousand Pound Douluo, and it also represents his determination to kill Qin Zheng instantly.

Below the level of a Title Douluo, whoever stands in their way will die!

"Protect His Majesty!"

The Black and White Impermanence beside Qin Zheng instantly moved, their mourning staffs and soul-snatching bells surging and transforming into a phantom staff empowered by countless yin spirits, heading towards the coiled dragon staff with overwhelming force!

Boom!

The two collided, and the myriad vengeful spirits conjured by the mourning staff struck the dragon-coiled staff with a deafening roar. The immense spiritual power scattered in all directions, and the entire imperial palace's pilgrimage hall began to tremble, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

However, this commotion was only momentary.

The next moment, with a muffled 'plop' sound, both Black and White Impermanence were blasted away.

Even though they were both famous little devils and yin generals in the prehistoric world, they were only level 91 at this moment, unable to overcome the five-level difference and fight against the Thousand-Pound Douluo.

In an instant, the countless ghosts collapsed, and the mourning sticks were knocked away.

The two titled Douluo were defeated instantly!

However, the Panlong Staff, imbued with terrifying soul power in the air, slammed down fiercely towards Qin Zheng's head without hesitation.

At this moment, Qin Zheng was no longer protected by any powerful figures.

In other words, Qin Zheng is doomed to die at this moment!

At this moment, the entire audience was shocked, and even the Thousand-Pound Douluo had a smile on his lips.

"Is Qin Zheng going to die?"

The four Deans of the Elemental Academy looked at each other in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that Qin Zheng, who had previously been so ruthless in killing, so strategic, and who had even played with their lives in the palm of his hand...

It's true, I could die like this.

But in their hearts, all they wanted was for Qin Zheng to die!

"Qin Zheng, you need to die!"

【…】

"Qin Zheng!"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but want to run out, but she was suppressed by the powerful soul force in the air.

She was merely a Soul Emperor at this moment, so how could she possibly save someone from the clutches of a peak Douluo?

She could only watch in despair as the Panlong Staff, radiating azure soul power, pressed down on Qin Zheng in the void.

"Qin Zheng!!!"

At this moment, all eyes were on Qin Zheng, their gazes filled with complex emotions, and their hearts were churning with countless feelings!

only...

Qin Zheng, seated on the dragon throne, watched all this with indifference, the azure staff turning his dark eyes blue.

Even though in everyone's eyes, he was the one facing death.

But all Qin Zheng possessed was indifference, an indifference that had seen through life and death!

"Oh--"

"Four Title Douluos, including the Thousand-Jin Douluo."

"What a powerful aura."

Just as the Dragon Staff was about to touch him, he suddenly chuckled.

The smile carried an unyielding chill. Then, Qin Zheng closed his eyes, leaned back on the dragon throne, and spoke in a faint voice.

"Then I'll play along with you."

"He controls the netherworld, his divine might is like a prison."

"Announcing, the Ten Kings of Hell of the Underworld."

"All of you, come before me!"

(End of this chapter)