Douluo Dalu: I Am The True Son of Destiny!

Chapter 427 - 427: Demon Fall, God Rise! Asura's Trace of Manipulation!

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--- Chapter 427 ---

"What is a 2nd Class God doing in the mortal realm?" Jade Phoenix Lord and the others frowned at the sudden arrival of the unknown black-armored man.

"Such a heavy, murderous aura. He tried to rein it in, but it wasn't very effective," commented the White-Eyed Phoenix Lord as she narrowed her eyes. "He's not a good one..."

"Young Lord—!" She was about to ask Han Yuan if he recognized this deity, but when she saw his expression, she froze on the spot.

Everyone also noticed that the White-Eyed Phoenix Lord stopped mid-sentence and caught sight of Han Yuan's expression.

At that very moment, they instinctively shuddered—not merely in surprise, but out of dread.

Han Yuan's handsome features had lost their sober, pensive look, abruptly replaced by an eerie calm that made his companions nervous.

However, it wasn't just the calmness that terrified them.

They used to Han Yuan's carefree conduct, which had always reassured them. He always gives them confidence, even in the most challenging situations.

No matter how dire things became, Han Yuan always wore a small smile, promising he would resolve the problem in no time. Yes, because he was capable! Because he was the strongest!

Xiao Wu thought that way. So did Bi Ji. Jade Phoenix Lord and White-Eyed Phoenix understood Han Yuan's capabilities well.

Yet, beneath that calm exterior, Han Yuan's eyes blazed with powerful hatred and indifference.

The silver hue of his irises radiated a chill that made even divine-level experts like the two Phoenix Lords tremble at merely seeing him.

His aura distorted the air around him, a significant feat, considering they were in a different dimension, suspended between time and space.

The reason for this sudden emotional shift was clear. In this world, only one thing could provoke Han Yuan to this extent: the scheming bastard of a Godking Asura.

Simply mentioning his name could ignite Han Yuan's rage.

And now, this so-called deity appeared out of nowhere, right after Glory City had survived its upheaval, proclaiming he was going to present the 'Ice God's Heart' to the high and mighty Godking Asura.

To Han Yuan, this was likely a classic manipulation by Asura, who couldn't stay put in the Divine Realm and always wanted to meddle in the Douluo Continent as if it were his backyard.

No, there was no way a mere 2nd Class God should be descending into the mortal realm in the first place.

The 'high and mighty' Godking must have known about his subordinate's interference in mortal affairs, right?

Indeed, it was undoubtedly Asura's doing—a scheme to collect the Divine Tool without alerting the other Godkings.

Even if they did somehow catch on to his plot, Asura could easily wash his hands clean by claiming that it was his subordinate who was meddling and that he had no involvement in it.

"Do you think you're clever, Asura?" Han Yuan's silver eyes glinted with extreme coldness. "Watch me disrupt your plan then."

"Forget the butterfly effect! Forget the timeline!"

"I am going to stop your bullshit!"

Han Yuan's mind raced as he sought a way to deal with this deity aligned with Asura. He pushed his thoughts to their limits and ultimately devised a plan.

A wicked grin formed on Han Yuan's face, causing a heavy feeling to settle in the hearts of his companions.

'I've got this... I've got this! I GOT THIS!' Madness flickered in Han Yuan's eyes.

"What is Master planning to do?!" Xiao Wu, who was very familiar with Han Yuan, recognized that a grin meant someone was bound to suffer.

The others exchanged glances filled with concern. They can also sense something ominous brewing within Han Yuan, but they couldn't put their finger on what it was. Nor did they dare to ask him.

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Meanwhile, Glory City faced yet another challenge.

After surviving an invasion and losing their City Lord, they were now confronted by a rogue divinity demanding a Divine Artifact from them.

Anger and helplessness surged through their minds.

However, when Ye Ziyun, the past Snow Empress, stood firm and refused to comply, they felt a swell of pride.

So what if gods appeared? They hadn't heeded their cries when they needed help the most!

"Presumptuous!" Slaughter God frowned at Ye Ziyun's rejection.

He believed he was graciously offering them a share of his divine glory, yet they dared to refuse him. "You will regret this soon!"

Ye Ziyun replied firmly, "I am the City Lord of Glory City, and I will not regret my words."

With that, she utilized the energy within the Ice God's Heart and prepared to unleash the Star of Glory once more, causing the Slaughter God to furrow his brow in concern.

Though the Slaughter God was a 2nd Class deity, he was very hesitant to challenge the Star of Glory, crafted from a millennium of human wisdom from Glory City.

He had witnessed the Demon Sage Emperor torn apart by that powerful Spirit Guidance Tool and had no desire to suffer the same fate.

While he thought Ye Ziyun was likely bluffing, he was too wary to test her. In short, the Slaughter God did not dare to gamble.

Simply put, he's a coward.

Slaughter God snorted, "Hmph, your city will fall sooner or later."

"Don't ever think that stopping the Demon Sage Emperor is enough to allow Glory City to see another day of light!"

"Remember my words! Glory City will fall by your own hands!" With that, the Slaughter God gazed at the center of the city and vanished into thin air, like a dog running with its tail between its legs.

Everyone in Glory City heaved a sigh of relief and pain, but then noticed that Ye Ziyun had fainted on the ground. Her face was pale, and ice-blue blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"New City Lord!" someone shouted in panic.

"Medic!"

Glory City fell into silence once more.

They had suffered too much in the last few months, losing a precious city lord, many experts, and, most importantly, over half of the population.

It was a crushing blow not only for the survivors but also for the future of Glory City.

A few days later.

"My body can't keep up at all," Ye Ziyun calmly said as she sat on a frozen throne, her body constantly emitting a chill that permeated the air around her. She looked at her subjects—the last remaining Divine Warriors, the guardians of Glory City—silently.

"It seems we really need to restart that plan."

"No, you can't, Ziyun-! City Lord!" one of Ye Ziyun's former teammates, a woman in a green-white dress, exclaimed.

If one looked at this woman closely, one would realize she resembled one of the Heavenly Snow Women.

"If you initiate the Deification Project again, you will lose your humanity, and then you won't be yourself anymore."

The atmosphere grew very gloomy. Everyone knew Ye Ziyun was at her wits' end, as were they.

The Small Demon Grotto Plane continued sending waves of demon beasts one after another, though on smaller scales.

Glory City's resources were rapidly running out.

Raising children was impossible in such a closed environment.

They had no new generation to pass on their legacy to.

If this continued, Glory City would perish within a few years.

Ye Ziyun's bold decision to restart the Deification Project, which had been banned for a thousand years due to how extremely dangerous it is, was self-explanatory and understandable. It would be their last struggle.

"Humanity..." Ye Ziyun stared at her own palm. "If this is what I must do to protect this city, then I shall cast aside my humanity."

"As the City Lord, this is my duty, my responsibility, and my will."