The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

In the office of Shuiyue Villa in the Zero Memorial Hall, he was holding a document and reading it with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he thought of something interesting.

"Bang! Bang Bang!"

"come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorknob turned and the housekeeper Xiaolian walked in.

"Chairman, the information you ordered me to find out has been found."

"Oh? Really? Let's hear it."

"Yes, Chairman."

After saying that, Xiaolian opened the folder placed on her side, "Chairman, Tang San's performance these days has been extremely dazzling. He has won seven or eight games in a row in the arena, and his odds have skyrocketed..."

Hearing this, Shui Yue raised her eyebrows, "I didn't expect Tang San to be a bit interesting. He was able to win so many games in a row in just a few days. It's pretty impressive, but it's not enough."

"Then Chairman, should we send a few people to meet with that Tang San?"

"Hmph, meet him? Tang San has such a great reputation, do you still need me to send someone to meet him?"

Shuiyue's tone became more serious. Xiaolian, who noticed the change, immediately knelt down to apologize, "Chairman, Xiaolian has overstepped her bounds. Please forgive me, Chairman."

"That's all, Xiaolian, have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare?"

"Everything is ready to go back to the chairman, and the carriage is also ready."

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes, Chairman."

Looking at Shuiyue's leaving figure, Xiaolian stood up slowly and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Feeling like she was reborn, she didn't dare to stay any longer, so she quickened her pace and followed up.

Half an hour later, while sitting in the car, Shuiyue heard the voice of housekeeper Xiaolian.

"Chairman, we are here."

After getting off the carriage, Shuiyue looked at the destination of his trip - Shura Temple, which is the residence of the King of Slaughter.

Many people in the outside world don’t quite understand why the place where the King of Slaughter lives is called the Shura Temple instead of the Temple of Killing or the Temple of Killing.

In fact, Shuiyue was a little confused at the beginning, guessing that this was the special habit of the King of Slaughter, but after he learned the information provided by Xue Xiji, he was able to understand the reason.

Looking at the heavily guarded gate of Shura Temple and the four characters "Shura Temple" on the plaque, Shuiyue had a smile on his face.

"Shura Temple, interesting, Xiaolian, let's go."

When Shuiyue came to the entrance of the temple, two guards stopped Shuiyue. Upon seeing this, Xiaolian immediately handed over the pass.

"This is a pass specially approved by the King of Slaughter. We have important matters to discuss with the King of Slaughter."

The guard took the pass silently, and after careful inspection, handed it back to Xiao Lian.

"Squeak~~~"

The door of the temple slowly opened. At the moment it was opened, countless scarlet blood sprang out from the cracks in the door, carrying a pungent smell of blood. For a moment, Shuiyue even felt disgusted with this place.

As the temple door slowly opened, the interior of the temple gradually appeared in front of Shuiyue.

In the sight, the majestic palace was shrouded in a mass of red, looming, not very clear, and in the red mist, an enchanting figure slowly walked from the thick fog.

Although Shui Yue was not interested in this woman, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. After all, it was rare to find someone with such a naturally charming physique.

"Your Majesty, the King of Killing God, has been waiting for a long time. Please come with me."

Later, Shuiyue and Xiaolian, led by the woman, went to the main hall of Shura to meet the King of Slaughter.

The sense of oppression doubled when entering the red mist, and the atmosphere was far more depressing than imagined.

With just a few breaths, Shuiyue felt the aggressiveness of the red mist. Although the red mist could not affect Shuiyue, Xiaolian, the housekeeper behind him, had already developed symptoms of shortness of breath.

"Xiao Lian, please step back first. This is not something you can bear."

"Yes, Chairman."

After bowing and saluting, Xiaolian disappeared into the red mist.

The charming woman who came to greet him saw this and smiled on her face.

"I really didn't expect that the King of Slaughter would show off his power so quickly."

"Your Majesty, the God of Death, you are wrong to blame the king. This red mist is made of pure blood. It can be said to be of great benefit to improve your strength. Your butler just has no luck in enduring it."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing? Then I have to take a few more puffs."

"Hahaha, Your Majesty the God of Death is joking. This mist has no effect at all on a strong person like you, let alone improvement."

……

Entering the main hall of Shura Temple, the overall color of the main hall is mainly dark red. Just by being in it, you can feel the undercurrent of murderous intent.

In the middle of the hall, the King of Slaughter sat on the throne.

"Your Majesty, Haotian's father is here."

"Long time no see, King of Slaughter."

"Father of Haotian, I didn't expect you to come back so soon. After receiving the news that you were going to visit, I still couldn't believe it. But now that I see you in person, the rumors outside have been confirmed. Honestly Tell me, did you destroy your own headquarters?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that the King of Slaughter would also like to listen to these gossips. Yes, I just came back here and taught a few blind things a lesson. I accidentally destroyed a few buildings, but this is nothing. What to get on."

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two finally entered today's topic.

"Father of Haotian, tell me why you are here today. Otherwise, with your character, you will definitely not come in person."

"Yes, I am here to do business with you."

"Oh, what business? I'm a little curious. Last time, your good son Xue Xiji made me an offer that I couldn't refuse. I'm curious, what kind of offer can you come up with today to let me Agree."

"Hahaha, the King of Slaughter really loves to joke. If that's the case, then I'll speak out and say whatever I have to say."

"All ears."

Before speaking, Shuiyue gave the King of Slaughter a wink, and the latter knew how to block others.

In an instant, only Shuiyue and the King of Slaughter were left in the entire hall.

"Okay, now you can talk."

"Of course, but before we start, I want to ask you a question."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Why do you want to collect the blood energy inside the Killing City?"

After hearing this question, a trace of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the King of Slaughter. Although it was only for a short moment, Shuiyue could notice it.

"Father of Haotian, what do you mean? Why can't I understand?"

"Hahaha, King of Slaughter, you should understand what I mean. You don't need to hide it from me anymore, right?"

"Hide? What do I have to hide?"

Seeing that the other party was still pretending to be confused, Shuiyue showed a strange smile and slowly uttered four words.

"Asura inheritance."