Chapter 332: Merging with Hell's Power, Creating the God of the Undead!

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As they stepped through the Gate of Hell, the scene before them grew even more terrifying.

The ground was riddled with cracks and bloodstains, while the walls were covered in congealed blood, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

In the distance, the echoes of agonized screams and roars resounded. Wraiths lingered in the bloody light, their eyes filled with fear and despair as if awaiting their final judgment and annihilation.

Amid this landscape of bloodshed and death, the three of them seemed particularly insignificant.

Yet Shui Wuya showed no fear, his steps steady as he moved forward. Shui Bing'er and Qian Renxue followed closely behind, not daring to stray even half a step.

As they walked, Shui Wuya used his spiritual sense to sweep the area, eventually detecting the presence of the Rakshasa God.

Following the trail of energy, they crossed through the blood-soaked land and finally arrived at the Rakshasa God's resting place.

The Rakshasa God's legacy was located on a massive floating stone, shrouded in swirling black clouds and exuding a terrifying aura.

"We've finally found it!" Qian Renxue's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her admiration for Shui Wuya deepened.

Neither her second grandfather nor Elder Bing'er had known this place existed, yet Elder Wuya had effortlessly led her straight to it.

Watching her excitement, Shui Wuya calmly said, "Go ahead."

"Thank you, Elder!" Qian Renxue gratefully nodded before sitting cross-legged on the ground.

To destroy the Rakshasa God's legacy, she would need to tap into the power of her Angelic Godhood.

After a brief bout of dizziness, she found herself in an unfamiliar corridor.

Various tests and obstacles appeared ahead of her, but none posed a real challenge.

With her strength and wisdom, Qian Renxue swept through the traps like lightning and broke through the seals with unwavering determination until she finally reached the source of the legacy.

There, a menacing statue of the Rakshasa God stood tall before her, radiating a bloodthirsty glow.

Blood-red veins coiled around the statue, and the Rakshasa God's legacy power faintly flickered around it.

"This is it," Qian Renxue thought, her heart racing. She took a deep breath and summoned all the power of her Godhood.

From the outside, Shui Wuya and Shui Bing'er could see golden rays of light emanating from Qian Renxue's body, soft as feathers, enveloping the altar and gradually dissolving it.

The wails of tormented souls filled the air, their cries mournful and chilling.

"Looks like Xiaoxue is doing well. After completing the seventh divine trial, she's not far from becoming a god," Shui Bing'er said casually as she held Shui Wuya's arm.

"Yes," Shui Wuya nodded, though his expression remained tense.

The Rakshasa God was a devious deity, manipulating his godhood at will. He had led Tang Chen astray into madness simply because of his feud with the Asura God.

With such a malevolent deity, it was hard to say whether any trace of the Rakshasa God's will was lurking in the legacy site.

Time passed, and three hours later, after much effort from Qian Renxue, the Rakshasa God's legacy had nearly been eradicated.

"I'm almost there!" Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes gleamed with joy. Her entire being radiated with brilliance, like a phoenix undergoing rebirth, ready to emerge renewed and transformed.

Suddenly, the golden light surrounding the altar erupted with an overwhelming aura of evil!

The dark energy spread like a black fog, powerful and terrifying, engulfing the entire sky in an instant and plunging everything into darkness.

"It's finally here," Shui Wuya muttered grimly.

Shui Wuya's eyes flickered as he prepared for the inevitable.

"W-what's happening?" Qian Renxue's voice trembled as beads of sweat formed on her forehead. The evil aura had already trapped her, immobilizing her, ready to consume her entirely.

Just as the malevolent energy was about to engulf her, a brilliant light suddenly flashed, and Shui Wuya acted instantly.

He summoned forth his immense ice powers, conjuring colossal ice pillars that descended fiercely onto the Rakshasa God's godhood.

The ice pillars, sharp as swords, pierced the godhood with a chilling sound. The power of extreme ice raged around the godhood, freezing and sealing the evil energy, giving it no chance to escape.

With every surge of ice energy from Shui Wuya, the Rakshasa God's godhood began to tremble, emitting low growls of resistance.

Then, from the strength coursing through him, Shui Wuya formed a massive ice dragon. It soared into the air, streaking toward the godhood with an unstoppable force.

The ice dragon roared, its enormous jaws devouring the dark energy, echoing with a deafening blast.

Under the relentless assault of the ice dragon, the Rakshasa God's godhood let out a piercing wail, shaking violently as its light dimmed further.

It tried to fight back, but Shui Wuya's ice power was impenetrable, like a fortress of frozen might.

In the end, with a thunderous crack, the Rakshasa God's godhood shattered into pieces, scattering into dust and vanishing entirely.

The dark energy that once filled the sky dissipated, leaving behind only stillness and tranquility.

Qian Renxue, having barely escaped, felt as though she had been pulled back from the brink of death.

She looked up at Shui Wuya's figure in the sky, her heart brimming with gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you, Elder, for saving me!" she said.

Shui Wuya, his expression unchanged, responded, "My task is complete. Hurry up and finish yours."

Obediently, Qian Renxue nodded and continued absorbing the remaining power of the Rakshasa God's legacy.

Hovering above, Shui Wuya frowned slightly.

He wasn't sure if it had been a trick of his mind, but when the godhood had shattered, he felt a strange energy surge from within it, only to vanish instantly.

"Strange, what was that?" Shui Wuya mused, his instincts telling him something was amiss.

He began scanning his surroundings cautiously, and soon, his gaze fixed on a nearby mountain, where a faint glow flickered.

Without hesitation, Shui Wuya moved toward it, extending his hand. With a gentle swipe, a cluster of essence floated into his grasp.

It hovered in the air, radiating an enigmatic light.

As he studied the cluster of divine essence, sensing its latent power, a glint of caution appeared in his eyes.

*[Hell's Power: A wisp of energy rumored to have escaped from the underworld, accidentally falling into the Douluo world. It contains the profound force of the six paths of reincarnation.]*

*[Hell: A legendary realm where souls of the deceased travel, a crucial passage in the cycle of reincarnation, existing only in higher worlds.]*

"This is... Hell's Power? It accidentally found its way into the Douluo world?" Shui Wuya was stunned as he gazed at the essence in his hand.

It dawned on him why this place was called the Road of Hell and how the Rakshasa God managed to leave behind a legacy right under the Asura God's watchful eyes—it was all due to this hidden wisp of Hell's power.

"This Hell's Power is indeed extraordinary. If I merge it with the Realm of the Undead, it would greatly enhance its strength and elevate the cultivation of the undead."

Excitement gleamed in Shui Wuya's eyes as he made up his mind.

With a subtle gesture, the cluster of Hell's essence floated upward and swiftly fused into his body.

(End of Chapter)