Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

The order of the earth, the upper limit is the god of the main god.

When it was born, in the blue silver realm controlled by Han Tao, a continent slowly rose up from the boundless ocean under the bright sun.

"The martial arts foundation has been gathered together!"

Stopping on the ground beneath his feet, looking at the scorching sun and sea, Han Tao slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes." Blue Silver Consciousness responded.

"When the order of the sun, the ocean, and the earth merge into one, its quality is also sublimated by the integration, and it is promoted to the same god-king sequence as me."

Han Tao smiled and shook his finger.

The Blue Silver Cocoon broke through 1.5 with the help of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, and the three orders of the martial soul foundation also broke through to 1.5. The three cores of the Blue Silver Realm all ranked in the category of God Kings due to their sequence strength.

"The God King is getting closer and closer to me."

"Now I only lack the power of faith and the last two souls."

Han Tao's eyes formed the pupil of time, searching through the debris of time and space in the vast years, tracing back to the power Han Tao longed for.

The evil-eyed tyrant master paused and said, "Han Tao, if you observe like this in the long river of time, aren't you afraid of encountering creatures like the ancient Netherworld again?"

"Time is a cage. It has trapped the past years and countless strong people."

"Even if your strength is at the pinnacle of the Douluo plane, are you not afraid that there are some existences in the past time and space that are unimaginable and unexplorable by human will?"

"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid!"

Han Tao nodded instead: "Human beings can never lose their awe of power, nor their fear of the unknown. I know that there are many unimaginable creatures hidden in the vast years, and the ancient netherworld is one of them, but it cannot Must be the strongest."

"I have evolved the Ancient Tree of Destiny. Destiny will help me move towards the correct answer. As long as I don't observe the past one million years ago, I will probably be safe."

The prelude of intertwined fates helps Han Tao find the answer.

"Golden Ancient Tree!"

500,000 years ago, after the invasion of the Abyss, Douluo Continent suffered an era of desolation that lasted for 350,000 years.

After the endless desolation, the plane waited for the life it expected.

The golden ancient tree is a creature bred from the seeds of nature. Its growth fills the world with wonderful "nature", the leaves swaying in the wind, the circulation of rain, dew and ocean, the mountain fires erupting from the ground, the coldness of the north. of frost and snow.

Because of its birth, the desolate era came to an end, and new vitality was born in the Douluo plane.

"If it is so powerful, how did it die?"

Fairy Spirit Grass looked curious.

Han Tao looked at its growth and sighed immersedly, "It led an era forward. When the era moved towards the romance of nature, it also lost the meaning of its birth."

"It is not dead, it has survived to this day, and it is hidden under a certain cliff."

His robes waved in the wind, and Han Tao's figure suddenly shuttled back and forth.

Haotian Sect, Wanren Mountain Cliff.

The three previous upper sects have come to an end, but there is still no soul master who can covet this place, because the heart of the mountain where the sect is located is surrounded by valleys of incalculable height.

"Is this this place?"

The evil-eyed tyrant master suddenly asked.

"I've observed this place many times, but I've never seen the ancient golden tree you mentioned?"

"Han Tao, did you make a mistake?"

Han Tao shook his head.

Soaring into the sky of Haotian Sect, Han Tao saw clearly the disciples below who were striving to improve themselves. It seemed that they felt humiliated by the death of the strong men of the sect.

"Han Tao, what are you doing here?"

The fourth elder of Haotian Sect stood up with difficulty. He looked at Han Tao with a look of horror on his face.

The other elders and head of the Haotian Sect were all dead, and he himself was half disabled, so he was definitely no match for Han Tao.

"All Haotian Sect disciples and elders, I will give you two hours to leave this place."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Han Tao ordered in a cold tone.

"Why?"

The disciple of the sect asked, but before the question spread far, he was slapped by the fourth elder.

"Shut up!" "Han Tao is already a god, are gods also something you can question?"

Han Tao had a smile on his lips, but suddenly frowned.

The Fourth Elder was very discerning and extremely humble. He even gave up a lot of the Haotian Sect's wealth and forcibly ordered the Haotian Sect's disciples to leave.

"Calm, rational, and forbearing, just like Tang San's second life."

"I would rather give up wealth and the place of inheritance of the sect, but also ensure the lives of the sect disciples."

Han Tao looked at the fourth elder and secretly made up his mind, "This son must not be kept!"

——The Edge of Time!

The sword blade, which was higher than the gods, pierced through space and time and pointed forward accurately.

"stop!"

"Han Tao, stop!"

A voice came from within the valley.

The blade of time under his fingers was frozen, as if the entire nature was resisting Han Tao's power, but that was all.

As long as Han Tao staggers time and space, the defense woven by the power of nature will collapse.

"Oh, why?"

Han Tao looked at it.

The golden ancient tree continued to convey its will, "A hundred years ago, Tang Chen, the former leader of the Haotian Sect, discovered me and made a deal with me."

"So you want to protect them?"

Han Tao raised his tone, "I will kill the fourth elder, you can't keep him!"

The fourth elder looked at Han Tao in bewilderment, and even looked at him in disbelief, "Why, Han Tao, I didn't offend you, why do you have to kill me!"

"Why?"

Han Tao frowned, "It doesn't matter. Even if you know why I killed you, it can't change the fact that you are dead."

"Moreover, the more people want to protect you, the more I can't kill you, and the more I want to kill you!"

As Han Tao spoke, the sword of time was dislocated in time and space.

It pierced his body and wiped out his life. Han Tao glanced at his bones and used the order of destruction to crush the soul in the air, and then stopped talking.

The evil eye tyrant master was puzzled, "Han Tao, why did you do this?"

"The fourth elder is just a titled Douluo, and his attitude also satisfies us. At the same time, there is no threat. Why are you so ruthless?"

Han Tao glanced at its bones and smiled inadvertently.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed: "Do you see them?"

"Many members of the Haotian Sect are full of hatred for me. I don't intend to let any of them go."

"What?!"

The golden ancient tree suddenly jumped out and blocked Han Tao.

"Human, you can't do this. I have reached a deal with Tang Chen. I need to protect its sect."

Han Tao laughed sarcastically, "What can you use to protect them?"

The golden ancient tree remained silent.

It didn't stand up to stop Han Tao before, and now it can't resist Han Tao's power. It can watch Han Tao make a choice.

Han Tao suddenly proposed, "You can trade with Tang Chen, and naturally you can trade with me."

"If you become my soul and offer your power of faith, I can let them go."

The golden ancient tree fell silent.

Han Tao did not hesitate, and swept the disciples of the Haotian Sect with illusions, instantly strangling two soul masters who were full of hatred for him.

"No, don't!"

The disciples below cried and hugged the bodies strangled by the sword of time.

Han Tao's killing intent was not aimed at cultivation talent or soul power level. Their so-called talent and aptitude pale in front of Han Tao.

"The more you hate me, the sooner you will die. It's fair and reasonable."