"I hate this!"
Gazing at the first light of dawn on the horizon, Dai Mubai roared hysterically.
As the end of the assessnt drew nearer, his fear of death intensified, pushing him to the brink of collapse.
At this mont, his heart was filled with rage.
If Yu Tianheng hadn't ruined his plans, he would have successfully completed the assessnt. How could he be waiting to die here?
Besides, there was sothing else he couldn't accept.
He had risked killing Oscar with his own hands to gain a chance to live, yet he still failed.
On the other hand, Ma Hongjun had miraculously passed the assessnt, and this was inseparable from his help.
Without him chasing after him, Ma Hongjun would never have been able to reach the 108th step.
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with resentnt. The three of them should have died together, yet Ma Hongjun survived alone.
Wasn't this a betrayal?
Moreover, his current predicant was ultimately due to Yu Xiaogang's sche, and Ma Hongjun, as Yu Xiaogang's disciple, was equally implicated.
In his extre rage, his Black Tiger Martial Soul unknowingly underwent a transformation.
At the sa ti, a red light entered Dai Mubai's brow, followed by a voice in his mind.
"Possessing a strong trait of anger, you are qualified to inherit the god seat of the God of Wrath."
"A god?"
Upon hearing this voice, Dai Mubai's mind instantly went blank.
After a long while, he finally recovered, a look of wild joy on his face.
Although he didn't know what the God of Wrath was, a divine inheritance was far superior to this Black-level fourth trial. Most importantly, he wouldn't have to wait to die!
He never expected to turn misfortune into a blessing and obtain such a great opportunity.
It truly was a matter of one thought leading to hell or another to heaven.
He wondered which was more powerful, the God of Wrath or the Sea God, but regardless, he at least possessed the qualifications to beco a god.
[God of Wrath, First Trial: Learn to control and utilize the power of rage. Ti Limit: One year.]
"Control the power of rage?"
After reviewing the first trial, Dai Mubai frowned.
Due to the side effects of his Martial Soul mutation, his emotions were easily out of control. Once caught in anger, his rationality was practically nonexistent.
"It seems I must find a way to resolve the side effects of my Martial Soul."
Dai Mubai calculated silently. Although this had turned out to be a blessing in disguise, he also felt imnse pressure. If he couldn't complete the trial within a year, he was dood.
That morning, Ma Hongjun ca to collect the bodies of Dai Mubai and Oscar.
Although Dai Mubai had been ruthless, they were still forr cassmates, and he felt a pang of guilt at leaving his corpse to rot in the wilderness.
However, as soon as Ma Hongjun arrived in the area, he saw a lively and energetic Dai Mubai.
"This guy isn't dead?"
Ma Hongjun's eyes were filled with disbelief. Could it be that after he left, Dai Mubai rushed up to the 108th step in one go?
He couldn't find a more reasonable explanation.
Seeing that Dai Mubai was still alive, Ma Hongjun's good mood vanished instantly, replaced by hatred for Dai Mubai.
At the sa ti, Dai Mubai also noticed Ma Hongjun in the air.
In an instant, a surge of anger rose in his heart, and he unleashed an aura far exceeding that of yesterday, almost knocking Ma Hongjun down.
"How did this guy get so much stronger?!"
Feeling this unusual pressure, Ma Hongjun was shocked. He hadn't expected Dai Mubai to improve so much overnight.
Logically speaking, even if Dai Mubai passed the test, it would only an an increase of one level of soul power.
But the strength Dai Mubai displayed was definitely not as simple as just an increase of one level of soul power.
After a mont, Dai Mubai suddenly ca to his senses and muttered to himself, 'No, I can't let anger control . Otherwise, I won't even pass the first test.'
In order to beco a god, he had to temporarily put aside his hatred and try to control the power of anger.
Imdiately, he forced himself to calm down, looked up at Ma Hongjun in the air, and said, "Fatty, I have so good news to tell you. Hurry up and co down."
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun hesitated for a mont, but finally landed on the ground.
However, he remained wary and kept a certain distance from Dai Mubai, ensuring that he could use his flying soul skill to escape before the other party made a move.
"Dai Mubai, you cruelly killed Oscar. There's nothing more to say between us."
Ma Hongjun said coldly.
Putting aside what Dai Mubai had done to him before, he could never forgive Dai Mubai for killing Oscar.
Hearing this, Dai Mubai showed a hint of guilt and said helplessly, "Fatty, I had no choice. Xiao Ao was already unable to pass the test, so I had to resort to this tactic. Besides, I didn't pass the test myself."
"Didn't pass the test?"
Ma Hongjun was stunned, his mind filled with even more doubts.
If Dai Mubai didn't pass the test, why wasn't he killed, but instead standing there unhard?
Seeing this, Dai Mubai revealed a smug smile, pointing to the red mark on his forehead, and said, "I obtained the inheritance of another god. The Sea God's Black-level test has been erased."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded.
Was this so kind of nonsense?
Even a Fire Phoenix Soul Master as outstanding as himself hadn't obtained a divine inheritance, yet this shaless Dai Mubai had. Perhaps the deity who has taken a liking to Dai Mubai is an evil god!
But even if it is an evil god, Ma Hongjun still felt jealous.
After all, this is a rare opportunity to beco a god.
"Fatty, as long as you are willing to help complete the divine test, I will definitely not treat you unfairly after I beco a god," Dai Mubai promised.
In his opinion, the difficulty of the divine test must be considerable. The first test is already so difficult; he must find a helper.
And Ma Hongjun is the best candidate, who can help him control the power of rage.
Ma Hongjun hesitated to agree to Dai Mubai's promise. With Oscar's experience as a precedent, he really couldn't trust Dai Mubai's character.
However, if Dai Mubai becos a god, he might be able to help him restore his physical attributes.
It concerned his dignity, so Ma Hongjun hesitated for a while before slowly saying, "I can agree, but on one condition: you must help my teacher restore his cultivation if you beco a god."
Although his teacher had tricked him many tis, they had been through thick and thin together.
If he had the opportunity, he naturally hoped to help his teacher restore his cultivation, preferably to break through Level 30, thus fulfilling his teacher's wish.
As for helping the teacher restore the hardware, forget about it; the teacher doesn't really care anyway.
Dai Mubai strode forward and gently patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder. "Of course, no problem. As long as I pass the God of Wrath's Trials, I guarantee you won't be treated unfairly."
A wicked smile crept onto his lips as he finished speaking.
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