Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

Far in the sky, dozens of terrifying auras surged forth.

The rolling golden Buddhist light swelled, even the rising sun in the distance dimmed.

A golden Buddha appeared within the radiant Buddhist light, flickering in and out of sight.

A blood-red river roiled, emitting a stench of gore, and even from tens of thousands of miles away, the darkness and evil within could be felt, sending shivers down one's spine.

A man wearing a black and red cloak appeared intermittently in the midst of this bloody scene.

In the west, holy light shone bright, white flames scorched fiercely, and a huge thirty-six-winged angel, wielding a holy sword, approached swiftly.

"Boom!"

From the southwest, a dark gold war chariot thundered forward, a towering and terrifying figure draped in golden battle armor, radiating waves of bloodlust, his eyes imperious as he hastened toward Takamagahara.

Luo Yu, whose aura had recovered to its peak, his eyes focused, and his fists clenched tightly.

The people of Takamagahara, who had been crying out in despair, found a flicker of vitality return to their eyes.

"Thank goodness."

"We don't have to die anymore."

"The deities from the other forces have come to save us."

"Idiots, shut up. Do you think they've come to save us?"

"They're here to hunt down Luo Yu; they won't give a damn about the likes of us, even a stray aftershock would obliterate us."

The hope that had been kindling in some hearts faltered upon these words, their hearts quivering, their faces turning pale.

Xiao Bagaga sighed, "Our own deities are dead; our nation is doomed to have no hope."

"Don't talk nonsense, who said that? Great Xia has survived without deities!"

Xiao Bagaga turned and said, "Do you think Great Xia will still exist?"

"With the gods descending, how could Luo Yu have any chance of survival? Great Xia will soon be no more."

The person was rendered speechless after being retorted by Xiao Bagaga.

At that moment, the hearts of the citizens of Daxia were racing to their limits; they hadn't even had time to rejoice over Luo Yu's slaying of Amaterasu before new enemies appeared.

And there wasn't just one.

"How could Godchild Luo Yu possibly withstand this?"

"This is too difficult."

"The God's Child has it too tough."

Countless elderly of Daxia, their hair white with age, shed tears.

Their hearts ached.

The safety of all of Daxia was shouldered by a child.

In their eyes, Luo Yu's age was no different from their own grandchildren.

The people of the world were excited, "Haha, our realm's deities have arrived; Luo Yu is done for, Xiao Bagaga is too weak after all."

"Yes, how can those wastes from Takamagahara compare to the deities from our Pantheon Temple?"

Elsewhere, on the way to Takamagahara, two beautiful figures flew over the sea.

They were none other than the classical beauty Zhen Fu'er and the national disaster Dajiuer.

Zhen Fu'er, anxious, clutching at her chest, urged:

"Faster!"

"Can we go any faster?!"

"We're already at top speed. What are you rushing there for?" Dajiuer responded.

Zhen Fu'er shook her head, "I don't know what I'm going there for, but there's a feeling in my heart telling me I must get there at once."

Dajiuer found it very strange, unable to comprehend what Zhen Fu'er was feeling, but knew the latter wouldn't be aimless at such a critical juncture.

She bit her lip and directly used a blood essence-consuming acceleration technique.

"Boom!"

Their speed suddenly increased, turning them into two shooting stars hurtling towards Takamagahara.

"Boom Boom Boom!"

At this moment, Buddha's light, the blood river, angelic holy flames, golden war chariots…

Various terrifying apocalyptic phenomena had already descended upon the skies above Takamagahara.

They surrounded Luo Yu in their midst.

The citizens of Takamagahara let out piercing, agonizing screams, the mere auras of the deities already too much for their bodies to bear.

Clutching their heads, touched by the Buddha's light, they felt as though they were being converted, but the blood river invaded their bodies simultaneously, causing their minds to descend into chaos.

The light emitted by the golden chariots made their blood boil and consumed their potential, ultimately causing most of the Xia Bagagas to explode with a thunderous blast amid extreme pain.

Only a few Third Grade martial artists endured, although their bodies were cracked open, emitting several types of light and entering a state of half-madness.

Some had been broadcasting live, allowing the entire world to witness their wretched state before death.

The People of Great Xia couldn't help but shiver, mindful that this was merely the residual impact of the deities; if not for Godchild Luo Yu's wisdom in choosing Takamagahara as the battlefield, they would have been the ones to perish.

"Godchild Luo Yu…"

Countless people raised their palms at this moment, hating their helplessness, knowing that prayer was futile since the ones wanting to kill Luo Yu were what they were.

Yet, they still did so, praying in silence.

Luo Yu stood in the sky above Takamagahara, with the daunting auras of the deities pressing down on him, the terrifying fluctuations rolling towards him, yet unable to crush his spine.

He noted that as the Bagua Plate had inferred before, not all deities had awakened; each divine family had only sent one representative.

But even so, the collective force was formidable.

"Boom!"

The majestic godly figure on the golden war chariot frowned and spoke with an authoritative and domineering voice, "Human ant, having seen us, why have you not knelt in submission?"

Luo Yu smiled and retorted, "Then why, upon seeing me, do you not kneel?"

Upon these words, the scene fell silent, and Luo Yu's courage astonished the entire world.

"So many deities have joined forces to pressure him, yet even they can't make him submit?"

"This…"

Even those on-site couldn't help but develop a sense of respect for Luo Yu in their hearts.

The Seraph within the holy light sneered, "You are worthy?"

"We have come here, and you still dare to be so insolent, die!!" the voice of Buddha within the golden light solemnly decreed.

Luo Yu shook his head and said, "You've come a bit later than I anticipated."

"Boom!"

His aura surged like a rainbow, unleashing the ultimate power of the World Realm.

The Battle God Armor radiated divine light, as if countless heroic spirits were roaring within.

From within the blood river, a man in a tailcoat emerged, holding a high-footed wine glass in his hand, gently swirling the red liquid inside, and sipped it with elegance.

"Not bad."

The delighted expression spread across the man's face, "It's been so many years, so many years since I've tasted such delicious blood."

"Casually killing millions of worthless commoners only to concentrate this small amount of blood essence, what a waste," he lamented.

He greedily looked at Luo Yu, "I feel that sucking your blood will really be flavorful."

Luo Yu beckoned with his finger, "You've all postured yourselves. Don't you all want to kill me? Who will come first?"

"Who will come first?"

The middle-aged man crushed the wine glass in his hand, his pupils flashing red, and a chill smile emerged:

"We could fight you in single combat."

"But wouldn't crushing you together be even more intoxicating?"

Luo Yu laughed, "I hadn't expected the deities to be so shameless; today has indeed been an eye-opener, turning 'too cowardly to face one on one' into something so elegantly put."

Ancestor Cain shook his head, "Spare us from your little provocations; we won't give you the chance for a one-on-one duel."

"Boom!"

A Golden Glittering Staff flew through the air and struck Cain's face, leaving a deep indentation.

The world was astounded, all eyes turning to Luo Yu, who had just made his move.

Nobody expected that with the arrival of the deities, Luo Yu would have the courage to strike first!