Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor

Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor [130]

"I'll keep that in mind," Chen Ming nodded, seriously taking Dugu Bo's advice.

Not to mention that he wasn't particularly fond of using this domain—most of the time, he simply kept it hidden as a backup option. Furthermore, for the sake of his future ascension to godhood, Chen Ming couldn't recklessly use this soul skill to cause excessive bloodshed across the continent.

On the journey to the Extreme North, Chen Ming not only followed Chrysanthemum Douluo to learn about pharmacology but also took the opportunity to inquire in detail about the legends of the Angel God.

As an elder of the Spirit Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo's knowledge extended beyond just the stories circulating on the continent; he also possessed some truly secretive pieces of information.

Once, Chrysanthemum Douluo casually mentioned something to Chen Ming—that the Angel God wasn't called the Angel God because she became a god, nor was it because she proclaimed herself as one.

Rather, even as a young girl, she had saved countless humans, and her figure, shrouded in light and flames, appeared godlike. Hence, she was called the Angel God. Even before she fully grew up, people already believed that the Angel God could bring hope and a future to humanity.

Through his re

Among the five divine kings, the only two who didn't seem eager to abandon their positions were the God of Life and the God of Destruction.

From a certain perspective, these two were so deeply tied to the God Realm that their fates were intrinsically linked to it—they rose and fell together. They had no choice but to stay, which was likely why the God of Destruction was always clamoring for God Realm expansion.

Adding to this was the completely different setting between Douluo III and Douluo IV.

As a reader, Chen Ming could have dismissed it as inconsistent writing. But now that he was part of this world, how was he supposed to face it?

Chen Ming was determined to become a god. But what kind of god, when to ascend, and how to ascend—all of it had to be under his control.

He couldn't work tirelessly to ascend to the God Realm, only to be stuck cleaning up someone else's mess once he got there.

Currently, even though he was just a quasi-Soul King, his combat strength was already close to that of a Titled Douluo. Thus, Chen Ming had to start thinking about his future path to godhood.