354: The UnderworldAfter Yang Ping'an communicated with the Weird King for a while, the Weird King seemed a little confused."Yang Ping'an, what exactly do you plan to do with the eighteenth level of hell, especially how do you want me to become its manager?"
Yang Ping'an just smiled, then took out a fiery red bead from his body, which was the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake that he obtained in the City of Slaughter.
"Lord Death, this bead comes from the City of Slaughter and should contain a trace of the power of the Asura God."
"I plan to use this bead as the source of your power, and then dissolve it and integrate it into the Eighteen Layers of Hell. I will also add the power of reincarnation and the power of death to this inner elixir."
"Because it has the ultimate fire attribute, after adding my power it will become a brand new flame that can eliminate all the sins in the world. People who are born with sins will suffer extremely in this fire. I call it the Red Lotus Karma Fire."
"As for the Eighteen Layers of Hell, due to the effects of you, Lord Death, and this pearl, I call the Eighteen Layers of Hell the Red Lotus Hell. Only those who have committed extremely serious sins will be punished by the Red Lotus Karma Fire for generations to come, and will never be able to enter reincarnation."
The Weird King couldn't help but nodded: "That's a good idea. This inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake plus your strength, plus your control over the underworld, is a good choice."
The Shura God in the sky complained: How many good things did Yang Ping'an get from the world? First he got a broken Thor's hammer, then he got a large piece of gold of life, and also the evil god's pearl of the evil god king, plus a bunch of fairy herbs and the torso bone of the mountain dragon king.
Not to mention that Yang Ping'an also produced a bunch of 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones, many of which had various connections with the God Realm.
The Weird King thought for a moment and said, "Very good, I am very satisfied with your arrangement. However, if you want to become the God of Death, you will need to go on your own. I hope you will not forget your original intention."
As the Weird King finished speaking, the entire underworld seemed to begin to stir, especially the blood-red River Styx, which was boiling as if celebrating something.
The body of the Weird King seemed to begin to gradually condense, and the originally scattered black shadows began to gradually solidify, and finally turned into a ten-meter-tall black giant. In particular, this giant exuded endless power of death, even Yang Pingan was a little moved.
Yang Ping'an quickly injected all of his power of death and reincarnation into the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake. The entire inner elixir seemed to be pulled by something and began to melt gradually, eventually turning into a blood-red ball.
As time went by, the sphere seemed to be stimulated by something, emitting endless flames, as if it could burn everything in the world.
The Weird King also seemed to have infinite power injected into the sphere, and even his originally black body began to gradually disappear, as if turning into a soul.
The sphere and the body of the Weird King seemed to gradually merge together in the air, and finally, under the guidance of Yang Ping'an, they gradually arrived at the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
The originally empty Eighteen Levels of Hell were now boiling with the entry of the sphere. The entire space was filled with blood-red flames, as if it was in a sea of fire.
A black figure gradually stood up in the sea of fire. He seemed a little out of place in the entire Eighteen Levels of Hell, but gradually merged with the entire Eighteen Levels. This was the Weird King.
The black shadow gradually took shape, eventually becoming a middle-aged man in black clothes with a pale face. This man looked extremely calm, and his expression did not change at all even when he was in the sea of fire.
As the Weird King entered the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Yang Ping'an felt that the entire underworld seemed to be more closely connected to himself, as if the entire underworld was just like something in the palm of his hand.
Yang Ping'an's voice instantly spread throughout the underworld.
"We respectfully welcome Lord Death to become the Lord of the Eighteenth Layer of Hell in our underworld. Today, the Eighteenth Layer of Hell is complete, and today, the underworld is complete."
As Yang Ping'an finished speaking, the entire underworld seemed to undergo a drastic change in an instant. All the rules seemed to have been fulfilled, and this small world was finally fully formed.
At the same time, Douluo Star and the God Realm seemed to be shaken at this moment, as if they were under great attraction.
But the four gods in the divine world did not seem surprised. Instead, they showed a hint of joy on their faces. They seemed to know that this was the day when the underworld would be built.
As the underworld truly took shape, all the dead souls on Douluo Star seemed to be drawn in and actually all entered the underworld. Even the God Realm was affected to a certain extent.
At this point, the Douluo World is no longer just Douluo Star and the God Realm. The three realms seem to have formed a huge cycle. The entire world seems to have become more stable, especially the God Realm. All the gods seem to feel that the God Realm has become more solid and stable.
Yang Pingan, in particular, was overjoyed. At this moment, his power of death and reincarnation seemed to have been greatly enhanced, and he could even go to Douluo Star at will.
At this moment, a voice came from Yang Ping'an's mind.
"Yang Ping'an, the underworld is established, becoming the Lord of the underworld is completed, the dual martial souls are cultivated to the nine-ring level, all soul rings and soul bones are obtained, the eighth test of the nine tests of the God of Death is completed, the affinity of the God of Death is increased by 10%, and the total affinity is 105%."
With the completion of the eighth test of the god of death, Yang Pingan felt that the power in his body seemed to have changed, as if it had become pure power of death, of course, it also had the attribute of extreme darkness.
The only thing that was a bit surprising was that the golden dragon still looked the same as before, and seemed to have some connection with his power of death, but it also had some different powers.
Yang Ping'an's figure flashed, and in an instant he arrived at the eighteenth level of hell. The middle-aged man who was originally resting with his eyes closed seemed to open his eyes.
Yang Pingan quickly bowed and saluted: "Greetings to Lord Death, and congratulations to Lord Death."
The God of Death opened his eyes and looked at his body. His eyes seemed to look at the entire underworld again, and finally he couldn't help but sigh.
"I only had a trace of consciousness left, and I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be able to come back to life. It seems that everything in the world is still unpredictable."
"Yang Ping'an, the underworld is finally built. Unfortunately, I am no longer the god of death. I am only the master of the eighteenth level of hell in the underworld. I am afraid I cannot pass on my inheritance to you."
Yang Pingan smiled slightly: "Lord Death, you are too modest. This underworld is the result of your life's hard work. Without Lord Death, how can there be an underworld? Now Lord Death should be pleased to see the development of this underworld."
The God of Death nodded with relief: "I haven't pursued much in this life. Establishing the underworld is my only pursuit. I didn't complete it during my lifetime, but I didn't expect that I could complete it after death."
"Yang Ping'an, thank you so much for all this."
After the God of Death finished speaking, he actually bowed to Yang Ping'an. You should know that the God of Death used to be at the level of a God King, and was definitely one of the strongest people in the world. Even Yang Ping'an and the God Shura in secret were extremely surprised by this salute.
Yang Pingan quickly responded: "Lord Death, you are too modest. Without you, there would be no underworld, and I would not have achieved what I have today. Besides, the underworld will need you and me to manage it together in the future."
The God of Death said, "I am here to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Underworld. I know you came to me this time regarding the Ninth Test of the God of Death. I do have some arrangements for the next test, but unfortunately I can no longer help you."
Yang Pingan quickly said: "I haven't received any information about the ninth test yet, please give me some advice, Lord Death."
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The God of Death nodded slightly: "Well, I have two choices for you regarding your ninth test. The first choice is that I will directly pass on the throne to you, but since I no longer have the power, you need to use the power of faith in the underworld and Douluo Star to merge with the throne yourself, but this process may take a relatively long time."
"As for the throne of the God of Death that you pursue, it has always been in you. It is the Tower of Death that I gave you."
"Although you can use the Tower of Death now, you have not yet merged with it into one whole. Only when you truly become a god will the Tower of Death be completely integrated with you."
"But your affinity with the God of Death has reached 105% now, so it shouldn't take too long."
Yang Ping'an's heart moved, and the Tower of Death that was originally hidden in his heart flew out instantly. At this moment, it seemed to gradually melt and finally turned into a black crystal. Yang Ping'an felt that this crystal actually exuded pure power of death, beating like a heart.
"Excuse me, Lord Death, is there any other method besides this one?"
The Death God's face became a little serious: "To become a god, you normally need a divine soul, divine tools, divine equipment, a divine body, etc. Your body can be said to have become a god, but you don't have enough power to condense the tenth soul ring."
"My second method is to let other gods help you complete the final transformation of your body. However, since each god has different attributes, your pain will be multiplied. Of course, you will also become stronger. In addition, you need to pass the god's assessment during this process."
"Since you already possess the complete power of the god of death, this process will be very dangerous, so you need to consider it carefully."
Yang Pingan did not hesitate: "Please arrange a second method for me, sir."
Before the God of Death could say anything, a huge blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the sky. It was the Shura God whom Yang Ping'an had met before.
Yang Pingan was surprised: "Greetings to Lord Shura God. I didn't expect Lord Shura God to come here. My underworld is also honored."
Asura God said calmly: "Yang Ping'an, this is not the first time we have met. There is no need for so much nonsense. The god invited by the God of Death is me. Looking at the whole world, I am the only one who has the ability to let you complete the final inheritance assessment, especially since you also have the Killing God Domain. You are one of my Asura God's inheritors."
Yang Pingan said: "Lord Shura God, didn't you say that if I inherit the throne of Shura God, I can't inherit the throne of Death God? Is there any difference?"
Asura God snorted coldly: "You are quite clever. You actually dared to reject my inheritance at the beginning. I never thought that you would still rely on me in the end."
"The God of Death did something to your body. I can't let you inherit my throne and the God of Death's throne at the same time. But you are very lucky. You are half dead but still have a glimmer of life. It seems that all this is destined."
Yang Pingan quickly saluted: "Thank you, Lord Death, for your help."
The Asura God ignored Yang Pingan and looked at the Death God beside him: "Death God, did you foresee Yang Pingan's future, or did you calculate the life force in his body?"
The Grim Reaper simply said: "The world is unpredictable. This is just an opportunity for this kid. Didn't you calculate it a long time ago?"
Asura God snorted coldly, then waved his hand. Yang Ping'an felt as if he had left the underworld in an instant and entered a strange space.
This is a very large palace, which looks extremely majestic, especially the huge throne. On it is an extremely tall figure, which exudes infinite Shura power. It is the Shura God himself. (