Chapter 116: Too Radical

After Qian Daoliu condensed his Soul Core, the increase in his strength made the other Honorary Elders also develop the idea of condensing their own Soul Cores.

After all, beyond the Super Douluo level, every increase of one rank in soul power requires spending over a decade, or even several decades, of time to accumulate and gain insights in order to break through the realm.

And after the realm is improved, one can also gain nearly a hundred more years of lifespan.

Their insights into the realm are already sufficient, but they simply lack the accumulation; the time is too short, and it is simply not enough for the time consumed in accumulating soul power.

If it weren't for the fact that they had basically all received God Trials, they would not have such cultivation at their current age.

Now that there is an opportunity to go a step further, they naturally will not give up; after the Honorary Elders returned to the Offering Hall, they began to discuss how to condense a Soul Core.

Just as the Honorary Elders were discussing, Qian Renxue arrived at the Offering Hall.

Seeing Qian Renxue come over, Qian Daoliu asked, "Xiaoxue, is something the matter?"

Qian Renxue's expression was very ugly; after bowing to the Seven Consecrators, she said, "I found news in the Spirit Hall's archives regarding the rebels Qian Hanmei and Qian Shuilian this time.

The purple-black Divine Power radiating from Qian Hanmei is very similar to the Rakshasa God; that kind of hazy malice and negative Divine Power are almost indistinguishable from the Divine Power of the Rakshasa God recorded in the books."

Hearing the three words "Rakshasa God," Qian Daoliu's previously joyful expression immediately sank.

"What, Rakshasa God's Divine Power? Could it be that the Rakshasa God is going to descend God Trials again?"

As the High Priest of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu is still very knowledgeable about the Rakshasa God.

That is a deity hostile to the Angel God, an evil god.

Now, targeting his own granddaughter, a genius who may inherit the Angel God's Godhood in the future, this is also normal.

After Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others heard Qian Renxue's words, they looked at each other, their expressions all looking bad.

Not to mention that Qian Renxue, whom they doted on immensely, was attacked, they themselves are also Honorary Elders of the Spirit Hall, and if the Rakshasa God descends God Trials, then the Spirit Hall will also be targeted by the Rakshasa God's successor.

If something happens to the Spirit Hall, they themselves will also be liquidated by the Rakshasa God's successor, so their expressions naturally would not be good.

The group began to discuss the matter of the Rakshasa God's successor.

Zhou Heng thought for a moment and said nothing.

Now, although Bibi Dong cannot beat Qian Daoliu, if the Pope and the Grand Pontiff fight, it will affect the prestige of the Spirit Hall.

Moreover, this time the Asura God is the mastermind behind the scenes, manipulating the Rakshasa God's power to target Qian Renxue, which is simply not normal.

After all, the Rakshasa God's Divine Power and the Asura God's Divine Power belong to two completely different aspects; how did the Asura God control the Rakshasa God's Divine Power?

Thinking about it, Zhou Heng felt there was only one possibility: that the Rakshasa God died, and was even killed by the Asura God; when slaying the Rakshasa God, the Asura God plundered the Rakshasa God's Godhood.

Moreover, Zhou Heng suspects that the Angel God who died in the original work was also killed by the Asura God; otherwise, why would the holy and bright Angel God's God Trials appear in that situation during the trials?

This is clearly seeing that the Angel God has already died, and is humiliating Qian Renxue, who is succeeding to the Angel God's Godhood.

However, why would the Asura God want to kill the Angel God and the Rakshasa God? Is there something in their hands that the Asura God must have?

Or perhaps, are they the only two the Asura God killed?

Zhou Heng knows absolutely nothing about these things.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng only felt his head ache.

Shaking his head, Zhou Heng suppressed these thoughts in his heart and stopped thinking about these matters.

Soon, the Seven Consecrators decided that as long as anyone is discovered to be a successor of the Rakshasa God, they will all be captured and held for confirmation.

If they are a successor of the Rakshasa God, then they will be executed immediately.

Zhou Heng looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo in front of him, feeling very puzzled in his heart.

Previously, after they finished discussing how to deal with the Rakshasa God's successor, Golden Crocodile Douluo called him over, saying there was something to discuss.

It turned out that he only started talking after arriving here.

Golden Crocodile Douluo asked about Zhou Heng's past during this period, and Zhou Heng also recounted it bit by bit; although he hid the golden finger from his home planet and attributed the Immortal Herb obtained from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to other fortuitous encounters, he still told the truth about other things for the most part.

Zhou Heng's experiences sounded quite outrageous to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

In Golden Crocodile Douluo's view, this could no longer be described by the word "legendary."

After all, as a level 98 Title Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo's life is also a magnificent legendary story in the eyes of other Spirit Masters.

However, compared to Zhou Heng, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt that his own life was really a bit too much of a failure.

Fortunately, Golden Crocodile Douluo has lived for nearly two hundred years and has rich life experience.

After being speechless for a few minutes, he returned to the main topic.

Golden Crocodile Douluo told Zhou Heng the ins and outs of Qian Renxue's plan to usurp the country, telling Zhou Heng the whole story of how Qian Renxue replaced the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe more than ten years ago and lurked in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace to plot the usurpation.

At the same time, he observed Zhou Heng's expression.

Facing Golden Crocodile Douluo's observation, Zhou Heng just smiled calmly and then began to tentatively point out the problems in the plan.

Not many; in Zhou Heng's view, there were only about twenty or so important ones.

As a keyboard warrior who had been powerfully tempered in the era of big data in his previous life, regardless of how Zhou Heng actually performed in practice, he looked quite professional when he spoke.

Zhou Heng spent an hour on problems with the usurpation plan, another hour on supplementary suggestions, and finally another hour on his own insights.

When he stopped, still feeling unfulfilled, Golden Crocodile Douluo, sitting opposite Zhou Heng, already had spiral eyes; his aged eyes were filled with clear stupidity, and although his spiritual power was incomparably strong, this level 98 Title Douluo still felt his brain seemed to have lagged due to the various opinions Zhou Heng proposed.

This nearly two-hundred-year-old man still didn't understand why the child in front of him, who wasn't even one-tenth his age, was so professional.

Moreover, some (actually the vast majority) of the opinions proposed, even in the eyes of Golden Crocodile Douluo, who considered himself an old man with a relatively irritable temper and a relatively tough personality, were a bit too radical.

If they were really executed according to some of the standards Zhou Heng proposed, let alone the Heaven Dou Empire, even the Spirit Hall would have to undergo a complete reshuffle from top to bottom.

Even if Qian Daoliu were to ascend to the Pope's throne again, wanting to control the Spirit Hall with his level 99 strength and his status as the High Priest of the Angel God, with his personality, he would eventually be turned into a hollow puppet.

Golden Crocodile Douluo silently poured a cup of tea for Zhou Heng, then reached out and patted Zhou Heng on the shoulder, sighed, his aged face full of expectation and sincerity.

"Young man, you are a bit too radical. Be a little, just a little more stable; there are still many beautiful things in the world, and there is still a bright future for a Spirit Master's cultivation. Promise me, don't get obsessed with the political infighting, okay?"

"I was just expressing my own views; I'm actually not interested in those things." Looking at the listless Golden Crocodile Douluo, Zhou Heng smiled awkwardly.

He only expressed some conservative opinions, wanting to let Golden Crocodile Douluo know that he actually didn't care at all whether Qian Renxue usurped the country or not.

As a result, he didn't expect that even though he only proposed some relatively conservative views, this old man standing at the pinnacle of the Spirit Master world still couldn't accept it.