Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Villain Life Simulator

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar exploded in everyone's ears, jolting them awake from their fearful daze.

The sensation was paradoxical—seeming to happen in an instant yet feeling like it had dragged on forever.

As they looked up, half the sky was covered in blood-red lightning, while the other half remained pristine and clear. The stark division created a scene as if two separate worlds had been forcibly split apart.

In the air, a massive dark crimson demonic sword clashed with a transparent longsword, locked in a deadlock. A flicker of surprise flashed across the eyes of the Asura God.

He could feel it—his opponent's accumulated power was inferior to his own. Yet, its unique nature and extraordinary resilience allowed it to counter the Asura God's might with surprising ease.

More astonishingly, this human wasn't subjected to the suppression of the universe's laws.

"You haven't trained for long, have you?"

"Not short, either," the human replied calmly.

"But you've taken the wrong path."

"Is that so?"

"I didn't intend to kill you, but mistakes must be corrected."

"Defeat me first, then talk about your nonsensical philosophies."

"Fair enough," the Asura God nodded slightly, shifting the angle of his sword.

The enormous blade, over two meters long, seemed weightless in his hands, moving fluidly with every twist of his wrist. As he swung, the blade appeared to trace a straight path, but subtle curves hidden in its trajectory made it impossible to predict. It moved with incredible speed, exuding a palpable, lethal intent.

Su Cheng's heart tightened at the sight. Instantly, countless sword shadows materialized around him, rushing forward like a torrential rain.

At the same time, a faint, glazed radiance emerged from the center of his forehead.

He wasn't using his "Trajectory Demon Eye" to glimpse the pathways of fate; against someone of the Asura God's caliber, such an effort would be futile. Instead, he relied on the Demon Eye's keen perceptive abilities to analyze the Asura God's movements. Combined with his own swordsmanship domain, this gave him a fighting chance to track the Asura God's swordplay.

Clang!

The clash of blades resounded like colliding meteors.

The brief but intense confrontation created an illusion of time freezing.

But as the clash escalated, an even louder roar reverberated. The two combatants separated, their power surging higher as they ascended. The clouds shattered under their battle's intensity, the once distinct red and white halves of the sky blending into chaos.

Blood-red divine energy and transparent sword energy intertwined in relentless combat. The former was ferocious, domineering, and violent, while the latter was adaptive, elusive, and enduring. Waves of energy swept through the battlefield, gradually descending from the heavens toward the earth.

Before long, the entire world seemed to transform into a storm-tossed sea. The two figures became indistinct, replaced by the sound of ceaseless explosions echoing across the horizon.

Around them, long, narrow fissures of darkness opened in space, appearing and disappearing rapidly. These cracks unleashed chaotic energy streams of increasing density and magnitude.

The Asura God's divine power and Su Cheng's "True Power" were both far beyond what the Douluo Plane could withstand. Their clashes destabilized the surrounding space and elemental balance, forcing the plane's natural restoration mechanisms to struggle to keep up. But the destruction vastly outpaced the repairs.

The blood-red energy storm expanded rapidly, reaching the ground.

Jialing Pass's walls began to crumble inch by inch. Gusts of wind tore through the landscape, flinging massive trees like weightless stalks of grass. On the plains below, enormous fissures hundreds of meters long split the ground into bottomless chasms.

This devastation wasn't merely a result of overwhelming power but the chaotic, unbalanced elemental energy that distorted space itself.

At first, the ordinary soldiers had been retreating in haste, but the speed of the high-altitude battle soon rendered their efforts futile.

Even the Spirit Master Corps struggled to survive, requiring the intervention of Title Douluo-level experts to barely hold off the residual shockwaves.

The entire world trembled under the terrifying clash of these two forces.

At its current strength, the Douluo Plane couldn't support a full-scale battle between two deities of their caliber. While the combatants weren't actively attempting to destroy the plane, the creatures living on it were far too fragile to withstand the storms of energy.

In the skies, Su Cheng frowned deeply as he fought.

The Asura God's strength exceeded his expectations.

While Su Cheng could hold his ground, the possibility of defeating or even seriously injuring his opponent seemed remote.

The Asura God casually dodged a burst of sword energy and remarked, "Your power is impressive. On this plane, your combat capabilities surpass mine. But sadly, raw strength won't be enough to defeat me. You're too young, and your technique is immature."

"…"

Su Cheng remained silent, acknowledging the truth in the Asura God's words.

The Asura God's mastery of swordsmanship was indeed superior.

Were it not for the advantages provided by Douluo Star's environment, his unique True Power system, and the aid of the Demon Eye and his second martial soul, Su Cheng would have been utterly outmatched.

Just then, Su Cheng's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of something below. His brows furrowed slightly before he extended a hand, releasing a wave of translucent light toward the battlefield at Jialing Pass.

The Asura God's eyes narrowed as he noticed the action. Sensing an opportunity, he seized this fleeting distraction to launch a decisive attack.

In battles of this level, even a moment's lapse in focus could alter the outcome.

Though outwardly confident, the Asura God found Su Cheng's unique energy system troublesome. It was unnervingly adaptable, as if the energy itself had awareness, and Su Cheng's combat instincts made him difficult to pin down.

Thus far, neither side had been able to dominate. But the Asura God, constrained by the universe's suppressive laws in the lower realms, knew he couldn't sustain this intensity indefinitely.

Finally, the opening appeared.

With a flash of crimson light, the Asura God's massive sword slashed across Su Cheng's chest, leaving a deep gash that nearly cleaved him in two.

Su Cheng's face paled, but his body, forged through his True Power system, remained resilient. The injury was severe but not fatal.

Nevertheless, the Asura God pressed his advantage, unleashing a massive scarlet blade of energy that engulfed Su Cheng in its trajectory.

At that moment, his gaze shifted to the translucent light Su Cheng had cast earlier.

To his surprise, a vast, shimmering barrier now enveloped the Jialing Pass battlefield. The energy storm from their battle was completely blocked, sparing the soldiers and Spirit Masters below.

The Asura God's expression wavered. He halted mid-strike, his glowing crimson eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Su Cheng took the opportunity to steady himself, suppressing his injury as he glanced at the scene below. "It was nothing. Surprised that something so insignificant could unsettle you? Don't think you've already won."

His words were casual, but his actions betrayed deeper consideration. While he wasn't overly compassionate, he had no intention of allowing countless innocents to die due to their clash, particularly when many of those people were his allies.

The Asura God's response was cold. "I don't need to take advantage of a junior to secure victory."

With those words, he immediately released the peak-level Shura God power he had summoned. The surging, tidal force that radiated from his body receded, restoring him to his usual state.

Indeed, he wasn't someone who could be called benevolent. His methods were pragmatic rather than rigid, and he didn't particularly care about the lives of mortals in the lower realms.

If sacrificing some innocents could serve the greater good and save more lives, he would unhesitatingly choose the former.

This wasn't a matter of him looking down upon all living things from an exalted position; rather, it was simply his personal philosophy of action.

If he had been indecisive, always second-guessing and overthinking his decisions, he wouldn't have been able to perfectly control the violent and bloodthirsty Shura God power for tens of thousands of years and become one of the strongest in the Divine Realm.

However, using mortals as hostages was something he couldn't bring himself to do.

Even when he had slain the Dragon God all those years ago, he had never considered using the dragon clans as leverage to force the Dragon God to yield.

As the two combatants stopped, the energy storm in the heavens and earth began to rapidly dissipate.

The fierce winds calmed, the fissures in the air vanished, and the apocalyptic scene gradually faded away...

At this moment, Su Cheng's face was slightly pale, and the horrifying bloodstain on his chest was still clearly visible, giving him a somewhat tragic appearance. However, his aura had stabilized completely.

The Shura God's gaze lingered on him briefly, inwardly astonished at his rapid recovery. Then, he said in a deep voice, "I'll be waiting for you in the Divine Realm. If you dare to come."

With that, the towering figure clad in crimson demonic armor gradually faded into nothingness.

Watching the retreating figure, Su Cheng remained silent, a trace of hesitation flickering in his heart.

The gods of this world seemed somewhat different from what he had originally imagined.

He had to admit that, in some ways, the Shura God's philosophy was similar to his own.

If he were to describe it, the Shura God seemed to operate from a position of chaotic good.

However, as the God of Enforcement, the Shura God's actions leaned more toward the orderly camp, whereas Su Cheng was far less constrained by rules and far more uninhibited.

"The Divine Realm... I'll go there..."

He withdrew his true power and looked down at the plains and mountains below.

If the Shura God had truly wanted to force Su Cheng's hand at all costs, there was a more efficient way—destroying the entire Douluo plane.

Although it might not have been a surefire way to eliminate him, it would have caused significant trouble.

Given Su Cheng's current strength and state, he was essentially invincible on this plane. After all, any god who left the Divine Realm would be subjected to the suppression of the universe's laws and unable to overwhelm Su Cheng with brute force.

Under these circumstances, Su Cheng's endlessly regenerating and powerful true energy feared no divine kings.

Still, the Shura God wouldn't do such a thing.

Neither he nor the Divine Realm would resort to such measures.

This wasn't about morality but the balance of the universe.

Every plane in the universe was a crucial link in the chain of existence. For a world as densely populated with life as the Douluo Star, its destruction would have far-reaching consequences, disrupting the natural balance.

When Su Cheng returned to Jialing Pass, the atmosphere was much better than he had anticipated.

Although everyone remained silent, the tension was far less pronounced than he had expected.

Especially Qian Renxue, who was looking at him with a calm expression. Her eyes seemed to carry countless words she wanted to say, but in the end, she only let out a silent sigh.

Su Cheng felt a heaviness in his heart but didn't press further. Instead, he turned to Bibi Dong and said, "Let's finish this war as soon as possible."

"Alright," she replied immediately, transmitting orders to the numerous elders of the Spirit Hall on the front lines to launch an all-out offensive.

With Tang San dead, the armies of the Heaven Dou Empire and its commanders were utterly demoralized, leaving the Spirit Empire with an easy path to victory.

After issuing her commands, her gaze fell on the wound on Su Cheng's chest. "You're hurt? Are you alright?"

"It's nothing. The Shura God is stronger than I anticipated, but not enough to kill me."

"What about him?"

"He's retreated."

Bibi Dong nodded and asked no further questions. Instead, she asked, "What are you planning next?"

She had lost interest in the Spirit Empire's progress. After all, this wasn't the real world—why take it so seriously?

Su Cheng hesitated, glancing at Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue before cautiously asking, "Since you've awakened your memories, you must have gained formidable powers in the real world as well, right? Can you share some with me? I need to conduct an experiment."

Noticing the hint of restraint in his eyes, Qian Renxue's heart ached.

In the past, Su Cheng would never have hesitated when speaking to her. He would never have used words like "can you."

They had once trusted each other with their very lives. How had such a deep rift formed between them?

Perhaps Ah Yin was right. If they continued down this path of stubbornness, there would be no turning back...

"What are you looking at?"

Feigning nonchalance, Qian Renxue rolled her eyes and softly chided him.

Then, she stepped forward and grasped Su Cheng's hand. A moment later, a surge of blazing solar fire poured into him.

Bibi Dong watched the two of them for a moment before smiling lightly. Without saying a word, she also unleashed her spiritual power to assist.

In the real world, the three had undergone soul cultivation together for an entire year. This was nothing in comparison.

As the four distinct types of energy converged, Su Cheng's innate talent, [Bloodline Purification], which he had acquired upon entering this world, began to fully awaken.

A massive, intricate formation materialized uncontrollably around him, glowing with a yellow-brown hue—Ah Yin's unique power of the earth.

When Bibi Dong's spiritual water nourished the formation, the heavy energy seemed to gain life, stabilizing and reinforcing the brilliance of his martial spirit. It exuded a sense of profound stability, as though it could bear the weight of all existence.

Next came a wave of sharp, unrestrained energy. Su Cheng felt his soul break through a firm barrier, growing rapidly, though it seemed somewhat light and intangible.

Finally, the order and radiance of the blazing solar fire illuminated the depths of his soul and bloodline...

For the first time, Su Cheng's spiritual world truly stabilized. A subtle reaction seemed to occur between the various energies.

After a brief pause, they began merging, separating, and transforming. His spiritual power expanded at an astonishing rate.

In that moment, Su Cheng seemed to glimpse the infinite expanse of the universe, the profound mysteries of its deepest reaches.

Although he couldn't yet comprehend the principles behind what he saw, he understood that the immense power now burgeoning within him originated not from external sources but from his own body.

His bloodline and soul, under the combined influence of these four unique forces, had unlocked a terrifying potential.

As he absorbed these energies into his second martial spirit, inspiration struck. Su Cheng finally understood the significance of the previous simulation trials.