Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang

The undead bone dragon arrived at Shui Wuya's side, its huge body lowered, and its head slightly looked up at Shui Wuya, its eyes full of reverence.

Shui Wuya stared at the many undead souls around him, and a surge of anticipation surged in his heart.

These undead have extraordinary strength and unlimited potential.

If properly nurtured and guided, it will become a strong pillar of strength for him.

My own world of the undead has developed to an extremely powerful level, and its degree of perfection must be quite high.

Now he has passed the Seventh God Test, and the condition for passing the Eighth God Test is to create a complete world.

Therefore, Shui Wuya couldn't wait to check the system panel.

You don’t know if you don’t see it.

Shui Wuya was surprised to find that the current perfection of the world of the dead was only 12%!

There is still a long way to go before success.

However, he was not disappointed.

"Only 12%."

Shui Wuya whispered to himself, his eyes shining with excitement.

"When it reaches 100% in the future, how terrifying the world will be!"

Thinking of this, Shui Wuya couldn't help but swell slightly.

It seems that other so-called gods are nothing more than this.

The so-called God Realm is nothing more than a huge grassroots team!

With my own capital, after becoming a god in the future, I might be able to transcend the realm of gods and directly become a god-king level existence!

"Hahaha, wait until I become a god and see how I dominate the divine world!"

The water has no limit and the passion is boundless.

Thoughts echoed.

He gradually disappeared into the inner world and returned to reality.

However, what Shui Wuya didn't expect was.

His departure made the situation in the Planet of the Dead increasingly tense.

After Shui Wuya left.

The undead bone dragon has returned to its domineering appearance.

It flies into the sky and declares its status as king to the countless undead souls on the undead planet.

"I am Gu Ni, and I will become the Lord of the Undead and control the fate of this planet!"

"Those who obey me live, those who go against me die!"

The voice of the undead bone dragon echoed over the undead planet.

However, such a declaration was not recognized by the undead, but instead aroused the dissatisfaction and roar of countless undead.

There were roars from the ground, and the terrifying power of the undead was surging everywhere!

The undead, who also had hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, made dissatisfied sounds.

And in the entire undead planet, there were more than a dozen sounds of this level, shaking the entire planet.

"Who is qualified to be king? It's so whimsical!"

"Who is trying to rule us?"

"I will not surrender to anyone! Only the God of Creation is my lord."

At this moment, a sudden movement occurred in a secret place on the Planet of the Dead.

A once dead egg transformed into a huge undead egg.

Surrounded by the power of the undead, the eggshell cracked.

A huge undead two-headed crocodile was born from it.

It looks up to the sky and roars, announcing its new life.

"Hahaha, I am finally born. I am the real Lord of Destruction. Only I can dominate the entire planet!"

The young undead two-headed crocodile roared domineeringly, his eyes full of ambition.

Shui Wuya slowly opened his eyes, waking up from his practice, with a smile on his lips.

Shui Bing'er saw this and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Wuya?"

Shui Wuya smiled and replied: "It's nothing. I just came back from the world of the dead and my cultivation went smoothly."

A trace of curiosity flashed in Shui Bing'er's eyes: "The world of the dead? Are you talking about the world inside your body?"

"What's it like there?"

Then, Shui Wuya described it for her.

Shui Bing'er listened with great interest and couldn't help but sigh that the world of the dead in Shui Wuya's body was so magical.

Her eyes flashed with excitement: "If you understand the Eight Styles of the Ice God, will you have such a powerful power? I want to try it too!"

Later, under the guidance of Shui Wuya.

Shui Bing'er closed her eyes, concentrated her mind, and began to practice the Eight Forms of the Ice God - Opening the Sky.

She silently thought about the cultivation method Shui Wuya taught her, but she found that she could not understand the key points.

She tried hard to mobilize the power of space, but always failed.

"what happened?"

Shui Bing'er muttered to herself, frowning slightly.

Shui Wuya was not surprised when he saw this scene.

Shui Bing'er is extremely talented, but this skill was created after she worked hard for thousands of years after becoming a god.

It must be too advanced for her now.

"It seems that the eighth form of the Ice God cannot be understood in a short while."

Shui Binger sighed.

Although she couldn't comprehend this magical skill as easily as Shui Wuya, she was not discouraged.

She will continue to practice hard until she succeeds.

Shui Wuya patted Shui Bing'er's shoulder gently and comforted: "Don't be discouraged, Bing'er."

"This is a magical skill you invented. If you don't know it, no one will be able to learn it."

Shui Bing'er felt Shui Wuya's care, and her heart felt extremely warm: "Thank you, Wuya, I will continue to work hard."

Shui Wuya smiled and stood up: "Okay, I'm going to enter the world of the dead to practice in seclusion. Do you want to come with me?"

After fusing the fragments of the Law of Time, the time on the Undead Planet passes twice as much, so practicing there can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Shui Bing'er pondered for a moment and shook her head: "No, I am blessed by the power of faith here. I will practice faster here. I'd better stay here."

Shui Wuya nodded and respected Shui Bing'er's choice: "Okay, you can practice well here and I will come back as soon as possible."

After saying that, Shui Wuya planned to enter the world of the dead.

However, before practicing in seclusion, he decided to travel to the future to observe to make sure everything was safe and sound.

Shui Wuya held the Ice God Mirror in his hand. He stared at the picture in it and traveled to time and space ten thousand years later.

In the reflection of the Ice God Mirror, Shui Wuya saw a solemn temple. The majestic temple stood on the top of the mountain, and the white mist filled the surroundings, giving people a sacred atmosphere.

In front of the temple, a group of believers knelt down and worshiped devoutly. They held incense and bowed deeply toward the temple, praying for the protection and blessing of the Ice God.

Everyone's face was filled with piety and awe.

As the picture in the Ice God Mirror changed, Shui Wuya saw more scenes.

In all major countries, the Ice God has become a national belief.

No matter young or old, all citizens are in awe of the Ice God and pray to her devoutly every day.

"I'm overthinking it."

Shui Wuya no longer had any worries in his heart.

He used the Ice God Mirror again and shuttled back to Ice God Island.

As soon as he returned to Ice God Island, Shui Wuya saw Shui Yuanchen coming to see him.

Shui Yuanchen knelt down in front of Shui Wuya with excitement on his face and said with gratitude: "Lord Patriarch, thanks to your guidance, I finally understood the true meaning of the Blood Realm and successfully created a new race, the Blood Clan!"

"Bloodlines?"

Shui Wuya showed curiosity.