"Did you notice something wrong?" Xiao Wu tilted her head, her eyes full of doubt.
Lu Feng said seriously, "Look here. This man should be the Asura God. Legend has it that the Asura God proved his Dao through killing, but look at his opponents."
Xiao Wu looked in the direction Lu Feng pointed. Opposite the man in blood-colored clothes was a group of strange-looking creatures.
They had no legs and looked like ghosts.
Moreover, every face was different; some were human faces, some were beast faces, and some even had four eyes.
"I guess what the Asura God killed were enemies from outside the Douluo World," Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
Speaking, he came to another mural. "Look here again. These eighteen pillars of light connect the stars. And above these stars, the outlines of palaces can be faintly seen."
A trace of determination flashed in Lu Feng's eyes. "I guess these palaces are the legendary Divine Realm. And the purpose of establishing the Divine Realm was to resist enemies from outside the continent."
Xiao Wu blinked, obviously finding this topic novel. "There are enemies outside the continent? Then isn't the Divine Realm like a guardian?"
Lu Feng nodded. "Correct. Look at the positions of these stars; they seem to hide some kind of pattern. It looks like a formation."
"Formation?" Xiao Wu looked blank. "What is a formation?"
Lu Feng rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly. "It's like planting radishes; one radish, one pit. Every star corresponds to a Divine Position."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, her tone carrying a bit of excitement. "That sounds very reasonable! But is there any problem with this?"
Lu Feng shook his head, his tone carrying a bit of deep meaning. "On the surface, there is indeed no problem. But think about it, why do gods look for inheritors?"
"They cultivated hard for decades, even hundreds of years. Why pass the Divine Position to others?"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu was instantly stunned.
Obviously, this question was beyond her scope of thinking.
After a long time, she frowned and said uncertainly, "Could it be that gods are not truly immortal and will also die?"
"Eh, it's not easy for you to have such a guess," Lu Feng teased.
Seeing that Xiao Wu seemed about to pounce on him again, Lu Feng changed the subject. "The purpose of establishing the Divine Realm is to protect the continent, which is great. But let's make a bold guess; the Divine Realm also has many restrictions."
"For example, gods are not allowed to return to the continent, cannot leave their posts without permission, and there is a strict hierarchy among gods."
Seeing Xiao Wu still looking confused, Lu Feng laughed, "Let me give another example. If you became the Empress of Soul Beasts, would you easily give up the throne?"
Lu Feng recalled the descriptions in the original work, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt his guess was correct.
Why were those old gods willing, even impatient, to find inheritors?
Was it because they didn't like it?
Or did they want to do charity?
Xiao Wu lowered her head, obviously also thinking about this problem.
She had cultivated for tens of thousands of years and finally reached the hundred-thousand-year level; naturally, she wasn't willing to give up her status easily.
If she hadn't been unsure of surviving the next heavenly tribulation, she wouldn't have chosen to transform.
"Mhm, you're right." Xiao Wu nodded, her tone carrying a bit of agreement.
Immediately, her small mouth couldn't help curling up. "Then why do you think gods look for inheritors?"
Lu Feng rolled his eyes at her, realizing Xiao Wu seemed to have returned to that silly hopping appearance, and couldn't help feeling helpless.
His gaze was heavy as he continued, "One star is one Divine Position, similar to officials in the royal court, with an order of superiority and inferiority. For gods, this hierarchy is completely a shackle."
"Let's make another bold assumption. The threat from outside the Douluo Continent is actually gone. The gods want to get rid of the shackles of the Divine Position, so they find an honest person to take over the burden."
Xiao Wu blinked, obviously finding this statement of "taking over the burden" novel.
"Mhm, what you said makes sense." She nodded.
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly at this time. He found that he seemed to have found the key point of the problem.
There was only one extraterrestrial realm mentioned in the original work: the Abyss Plane.
However, the strength of this plane wasn't strong; their leader seemed to be only at the level of a First-Class God.
In ancient times, perhaps there were many similar planes.
The gods of the Douluo Continent had no choice but to seal the Douluo Universe.
But now, the external threat was gone. Only in this situation would gods search for inheritors and hand over their Divine Positions.
Gradually, Lu Feng felt his train of thought become completely clear.
In the absence of external enemies, the Divine Position became a confinement, and cultivation could no longer improve.
A First-Class God was just a First-Class God and could never beat a God King.
Therefore, gods would look for inheritors to hand over the Divine Position, freeing themselves from the shackles to pursue higher realms.
"Why does the Divine Position seem to become a burden coming from your mouth?"
Xiao Wu's eyes curved as she laughed. "That's a god! How many Soul Masters, let alone cultivating to level one hundred, don't even dare to think about it!"
Lu Feng smiled, his tone carrying a bit of emotion. "Yeah, for everyone, the Divine Position is a huge temptation, with no reason to refuse at all."
He gathered his thoughts and patted Xiao Wu's shoulder. "Let's go, it's time for us to return to the continent."
Xiao Wu nodded and stood beside Lu Feng.
A layer of pale blue light screen enveloped the two. The next moment, their figures disappeared from the Asura Temple.
At this moment, inside the hall, apart from that statue, there was nothing.
"Finally back!"
On the ground, feeling the fresh breath coming towards him, Lu Feng couldn't help taking a deep breath.
"Lu Feng, are we going to Spirit Hall or to find Tang San next?"
When mentioning the latter, a trace of coldness obviously flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.
Lu Feng thought for a moment. "With my current strength, attacking Spirit Hall is still somewhat difficult. Let's find Tang San first; let me see where he is now."
As he spoke, his soul power surged, and Luo Wu Pao appeared at his feet.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wu Pao rubbed against Lu Feng's trouser leg affectionately. Immediately, it lifted its nose and sniffed Xiao Wu.
"This Martial Soul of yours is really cute."
Xiao Wu bent down and patted Wu Pao's big head. It seemed no girl could refuse a fluffy yellow-skinned puppy.
"Picked it up," Lu Feng smiled faintly.
Luo Wu Pao lifted its small nose into the air and barked happily after a while.
"Sunset Forest? Tang San is in Heaven Dou City? That's a coincidence."
Lu Feng touched his chin, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes. "Haven't seen her for a few years; I wonder if Yanyan misses me."
Meanwhile, Sunset Forest.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, who was meditating, and the six ten-thousand-year soul rings circling around him, his eyes full of excitement.
Nineteen-year-old Soul Emperor!
This was his, Yu Xiaogang's, disciple!