Chapter 344 The Second Trial of the God of Resentment: Body Refinement in the Pool of Resentment.
At the same time.
Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest lies the exclusive testing space of the God of Resentment.
Two disheveled figures slowly emerged from the boundless darkness.
It was Tang San and Xiao Wu.
The two men's clothes were tattered and stained with dark red and black blood.
Her once clean and tidy clothes were now filthy, and her hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks.
His face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood.
Their eyes were vacant, their expressions numb, and their gazes vacant.
A faint, lingering aura of bloodlust and resentment emanated from him, chilling and eerie.
Just now, in the first stage of the Divine Trial, there was a scene of slaughtering innocent villages and the Soul Beast Forest.
It kept replaying in their minds.
The wails of the old, the cries of children, the lamentations of the spirit beasts…
The scenes were so real they were terrifying, leaving them deeply shaken and filled with struggle, fear, and an unspeakable sense of guilt.
Even if reason tells them otherwise.
That was merely a phantom projection of the Divine Examination Space, not a real life form.
The feeling of personally wielding a killer and ending countless lives.
Yet it is deeply imprinted on the soul, indelible.
"boom!"
Just then, a burst of pitch-black divine light suddenly erupted, illuminating this deathly silent space.
The figure of the god of resentment slowly emerged from the darkness.
He was tall and imposing, his black robes fluttering in the wind, and his body radiated resentment.
His scarlet eyes, like ghostly flames from hell, were fixed on Tang San and Xiao Wu, filled with satisfaction.
He had seen the entire fighting process clearly.
The flames of hatred in these two people's hearts have been completely ignited and are burning extremely fiercely!
With just a little guidance, she can become his perfect successor to the divine throne and a key piece in his resurrection and rebirth!
"Awake."
The God of Resentment gave a soft shout, the voice not loud, but it carried a pressure on the level of the soul.
Two streams of pure black divine power instantly surged into their consciousness, shaking their souls.
Tang San and Xiao Wu trembled violently, as if a thunderclap had exploded in their minds.
I instantly snapped out of my numb and empty state.
Congratulations!
The god of resentment had a cold and hoarse voice, like metal rubbing against stone.
"Successfully passed the first test of the God of Resentment - the awakening of resentment power."
He raised his hand and waved, and two black flames fell into the bodies of the two men, merging into their soul rings and soul power.
[First stage of the test by the God of Resentment completed!]
[Reward: Increase the age of all Soul Rings by 500 years!]
[Soul Power Level Instantly Increased by One Level!]
Buzz!
Tang San and Xiao Wu's spirit rings lit up simultaneously, and a dazzling light swept over their entire bodies.
His soul power surged wildly, and his aura rose steadily!
I could clearly feel a significant increase in strength, and that my spirit rings had become thicker and my spirit power had become more surging.
A flash of intense passion and madness crossed their eyes.
The unease, guilt, struggle, and fear I felt just now were instantly suppressed to the deepest part of my heart.
As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can avenge my grievances, as long as I can sweep away the Spirit Hall.
They are willing to pay any price!
All the suffering was worth it!
The God of Resentment watched the changes in the two, a cold and cunning smile curving his lips.
"Very good. Your character is ruthless and resilient enough, which is very much in line with my legacy."
"Next is the second stage of the God of Resentment Trial—the Resentment Pool Body Refinement."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his right hand sharply, and black divine power tore through space.
Space distorted violently, and Tang San and Xiao Wu felt everything go black and the world spin around them.
When they reappeared, they were in a darker, more terrifying, and more oppressive space.
The sky was pitch black, with no sun, moon, or stars.
The earth was parched and cracked, covered with fissures.
The air was thick with an intense, pungent, and chilling stench of resentment and blood.
Inhaling it will cause restlessness and agitation.
Directly in front of the two stood a gigantic black altar, thousands of feet tall.
The altar was ancient and menacing, covered with eerie blood-red runes, and scattered around it were countless unknown skeletons.
Bloodlust surged to the heavens, and resentment rolled in, like an endless purgatory.
Just looking at it sends chills down your spine.
"This is..."
Tang San's pupils contracted, and a strong sense of unease rose in his heart.
His intuition told him that this altar was extremely dangerous.
"This is my altar for the burial of my gods."
The voice of the God of Resentment echoed between heaven and earth, majestic and cold: "Beneath the altar, what is being suppressed is my divine body after my fall."
"I was born from the condensation of the resentment of heaven and earth. I have no father or mother, no relatives or friends. Within my divine body lies an endless power of primal resentment, the most violent, coldest, and most heart-devouring power in this world."
He pointed to the very center of the altar, his tone indifferent yet carrying an unquestionable command.
"Your task is to ascend to the top of the altar, sit cross-legged, circulate your cultivation techniques, absorb the resentment emanating from the divine body, and persist for three days and three nights."
"Hold on, and you'll pass the second hurdle."
"If you can't hold on... you'll have to bear the consequences."
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing determination and resolve in each other's eyes.
Driven by revenge, they had no way out.
Without the slightest hesitation, the two stepped onto the altar.
The cold stone platform exuded a bone-chilling cold, and the power of resentment was like tiny needles.
It relentlessly pierced their limbs and bones, eroding their souls and bodies.
Step by step, they arrived at the center of the altar and immediately sat down cross-legged.
Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he circulated his soul power and began to absorb it frantically.
"boom!"
In an instant, endless black resentment surged into their bodies like a tsunami!
The soul power around the two began to turn black, become violent, and become filled with killing intent and hatred at a visible speed!
Their pupils instantly turned pure black, devoid of any light.
His face showed an expression of extreme pain and struggle.
The hatred in my heart was magnified infinitely!
The atrocities of the Spirit Hall, the tragic death of Xiao Wu's mother, the sacrifice of Da Ming and Er Ming, her own weakness and powerlessness, and the oppression and ridicule she suffered along the way...
All negative emotions surged, roared, and raged wildly.
It almost completely consumed their reason!
"Ugh!"
Xiao Wu let out a painful roar, her whole body trembling violently.
Tears mingled with sweat as they slid down, only to be instantly evaporated by resentment.
Tang San also clenched his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his face.
The soul was constantly twisted and torn under the impact of the power of resentment, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Not far away.
The god of resentment stood silently.
His scarlet eyes were fixed on the two of them, filled with amusement, indifference, and calculation.
This challenge was not something he decided on a whim, but rather something he had planned carefully, step by step.
This altar is his trump card and a core part of his resurrection plan.
First, if the two cannot survive for more than three days, their souls and wills will collapse, and they will be completely assimilated by the power of resentment.
They were reduced to resentful puppets who only knew how to kill and obey.
With Tang San and Xiao Wu's talent and potential, they became puppets.
They will also be the most elite fighting force, which will be of no benefit to him.
Secondly, if the two can truly survive for three days, their souls and bodies will be completely transformed into bodies of resentment.
From then on, there was no need for deliberate cultivation; one could automatically absorb the resentment power between heaven and earth.
His cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and his breakthrough speed was beyond imagination.
The stronger they are, the more intense the power of resentment becomes, and the more power they receive in return.
The greater the chance of his resurrection!
Regardless of success or failure, he is guaranteed to make a profit!
Regardless of the outcome, Tang San and Xiao Wu will become pawns in his game.
"hehe..."
The god of resentment chuckled softly, his voice cold and smug.
"Let me see just how far you two hateful little devils can go."
"Will you become my killing puppet, or the key to my resurrection and rebirth...?"
"Three days will pass quickly."
In the darkness, the power of resentment surged and churned like a black tide.
Tang San and Xiao Wu struggled, screamed, and persevered in their pain.
The soul teeters on the brink of collapse, while the body is constantly being transformed.
Unbeknownst to them, they were stepping into a grand, pre-ordained scheme.
Little did they know that this chilling, heart-wrenching power of resentment would completely change their lives and distort their minds in the future.
It even affects the fate of the entire Douluo Continent!
(End of chapter)