Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"It's okay, I already know."

Han Tao shook his hand.

Xiao Chenyu and Xiao Yuan are related by blood. Xiao Yuan's shock once assisted Han Tao in his practice, and then he taught this technique to Xiao Chenyu.

"I don't care about these."

"No soul master can keep a secret under the questioning of Ghost Douluo. Ghost's martial soul ghost, his evolution relies on various forms of the Ghost Gate, and he is best at 18 kinds of torture, so I won't blame you for anything."

Han Tao paused.

Suddenly remembered that in the battle of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, Ju Douluo was killed by Ye Lingling, but Ghost Douluo did not die.

"This is a danger."

"Ghost martial soul can go to the netherworld, and Ghost is still alive. It is very likely to threaten my sect or others."

Thinking of this, Han Tao had some thoughts.

——The pupil of time

The eyes swept across the whole realm again, and the thousands of creatures in the entire Douluo plane were all in sight, and countless information was flying in his mind.

"Ghost, you can't run away!"

"Even if you are at the end of the world, you can't escape my pursuit!"

Douluo plane, seven seas.

Except for Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent, Douluo plane is dominated by vast oceans. In terms of terrain, the ocean occupies an unprecedentedly large area.

Under the seven seas, there is an extremely special sea area, where the water is black.

"——Abyss Sea"

The sea is covered with dark clouds, and the sun can't penetrate and shine on the sea.

"Here we are."

Han Tao arrived here.

Looking at the familiar person in front of him, his face was wrapped in some kind of mask, and his figure was also staggered between nothingness and reality.

"Ghost, long time no see!"

"Han Tao? Han Tao!!"

Like a mouse seeing a cat, Ghost suddenly jumped up.

As if facing a great enemy, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Han Tao, what do you want to see me for?"

Ghost understood that if Han Tao came to kill him, no matter what he did or how he ran, he would die.

"Kill you!"

Han Tao gently shook his fingers.

He glanced at the ghost, then at the Abyss Sea, and pointed his fingers in all directions.

"But I'm not in a hurry."

"Why did you come here? What is here that makes you so eager to come here?"

The ghost smiled bitterly, "Here is a soul ring!"

"It's a soul ring that belongs to the 'Ghost Martial Soul'. I tried every means to absorb its energy, but unfortunately I failed in the end."

The Eye of Time flashed by.

Han Tao saw a familiar soul ring from under the dark sea.

The "billion" year nested soul ring that the "Ancient Netherworld" transformed into after its fall.

"Soul ring, this shouldn't be the case."

The evil eye tyrant ruler bowed his head in thought, "The ancient netherworld fell 500,000 years ago. It has been such a long time since then. Why hasn't this soul ring dissipated yet?"

Han Tao turned the pages of the book and found the page of "The Essence of Soul Rings" to explain the fundamental content:

"Usually, the older the soul ring is, the more perfect its overall structure will be."

"The structure of the 10,000-year soul ring has transformed, and the structure of the 100,000-year soul ring has transformed again. The soul ring can carry the soul; the 1 million-year soul ring can allow the soul to practice, and as for the 100 million-year soul ring embedded in time and space, "

"How can a soul ring that is frozen in time and space dissipate with the passage of time?"

The evil eye tyrant pointed to the side, "What about this sea area?"

"If its original power did not overflow, how could the sea area here become pitch black? Isn't this color affected by the power of the netherworld?"

Han Tao retorted, "No!"

"Around the soul ring embedded in time and space, space and time are distorted, causing light and shadow to be unable to pass, and naturally present endless darkness."

"Oh~"

The evil eye tyrant ruler was thoughtful.

While the two were talking, Han Tao was also using the distraction control method to drive the blue silver realm to descend on the ghost.

Go all out, ready to use the strangling power of the plane at any time to turn the ghost's nothingness into dust.

"Han Tao, I have accepted two apprentices!"

The ghost roared, venting the last sound.

Han Tao was curious, so he wanted to hear what he said, and put away the strangling power of the realm.

"Ghost, are you still sane?"

"You accepted two evil disciples, what does this have to do with me?"

"Do you still expect them to avenge you? I will kill them directly, I won't give them any chance of revenge!"

"No, no, no!" Ghost shook his head again, "Do you know these two people!"

"I know them?"

Han Tao asked, and soon got the answer from Ghost.

"They are Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Tian. Ning Tian ate the Qirong Tongtianju and inherited the path of the old chrysanthemum."

"As for Zhu Zhuqing, that was several years ago."

Ghost Douluo told the story.

Han Tao had no patience to listen and waved his hand in resistance, "I know everything you said!"

"Zhu Zhuqing degenerated his martial soul into a spirit cat, thereby obtaining the growth base of Gu Zhu (0.4), and then worshipped you as a master and evolved his martial soul into a ghost spirit cat again."

"Am I right?"

Ghost Douluo calmed down and spoke after a long time, "Han Tao, you successfully evolved the ghost martial soul into the supreme netherworld, but you seem to have forgotten the other part of the netherworld."

Han Tao: "The other part of the netherworld?"

"Yes!"

The light in Ghost Douluo's eyes gradually dimmed. He no longer had hope for his future, but he longed for inheritance, to pass on the path of himself and Chrysanthemum, even if the person who inherited it was their enemy.

"Qi Rong Tong Tian Ju is a puzzle of ghosts and spirits. It has always been a puzzle of ghosts and spirits. No matter how far the Netherworld evolves, it cannot be alienated from the evolutionary path of Qi Rong Tong Tian Ju."

"Han Tao, you only inherit the path of the Netherworld. You have lost the Tong Tian Ju, and you cannot reach the ultimate supreme."

After speaking, the ghost's body withered and died.

"Don't worry, I will remember your words!"

"I will verify the path you are pursuing. Whether it succeeds or not, I will come here to give you an answer."

Han Tao glanced at his body and sighed deeply.

Slightly

The figure flickered again.

Wuhun Empire, Central Square

As a member of the ruling class, Platinum Bishop Salas managed many martial arts halls. When Han Tao arrived here, he was still holding a copy of "Empire Development Outline" in his hand, planning many related matters.

"Salas!"

Han Tao went straight to him.

"What's the matter?"

Salas responded without raising his head.

Suddenly, he felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he turned his head and looked to the side.

"Han Tao?"

"I have heard of you for a long time. I wonder if the Blue Silver God came to the world to find me. Is there anything?"

Salas's attitude was particularly respectful. He asked the guards to brew a cup of precious meditation tea and placed it in front of Han Tao.

Han Tao took it and did not drink it.

Looking at him, the illusion swept over without warning, but found that Salas didn't know anything about Salas's shit at all.

"Bishop Platinum, your son killed a guard."

"Yeah"

"He also wanted to kill Xiao Chenyu, and then I executed him!"

"Yeah"

Salas responded incoherently, as if the death of his son and the guard were not important, which made Han Tao very curious.

How could there be a father who didn't care about his son's death?

If you don't want revenge, how can I feel at ease to cut the grass and root it out?

"Han Tao, do you think I..."

Salas rolled his eyes, "Salas is dead, it's impossible to avenge him. Now the entire Wuhun Empire is no match for you. How can I help him avenge? How dare I seek revenge from you?"

Han Tao: "Uh"

Bishop Platinum added again: "People like him, who have no ability and are arrogant, I have expected to be killed by the strong."