Douluo: Subversion Begins with the Arrival of the Traveler

Chapter 234 Playing with the Master

"Yes!"

The Titled Douluo known as the Demon Subduer clasped his fists and replied.

Everyone knew how dangerous the journey was, so they had no objection to Qingluan's arrangement.

"Walk."

With a wave of his hand, Qingluan activated his martial soul and used his soul power to fly directly to the other side of the Tianyuan.

Qianjun Douluo and Lieyang Douluo followed closely behind him, and the three figures were obscured by the thick ice and snow haze in just a few seconds.

"Inform everyone whose spirits or soul skills can resist mental attackers to set up camp here with me. Everyone else, immediately retreat five miles."

Jiang Mo saw that the three worshippers and others had begun to act, and he felt uneasy and did not want to repeat the previous mistakes.

Therefore, a more reliable method was devised.

Time passed bit by bit, Jiang Mo and another Titled Douluo stood quietly in the flying snow and cold wind.
His eyes were always fixed on the other side of the river, but there was no sign of any unusual movement or the hint that Qingluan had given before she left.

"Seventh Offering, two hours have passed."

White Tiger Douluo stood beside Jiang Mo and gave a reminder.

Jiang Mo frowned, "I wonder how Third Brother and the others are doing. There's not even a hint of movement."

"I took a look at the iron chain that was pulled up and connected the two sides. The iron chain should have been cut on the opposite side.
Judging from its length, the end of this haze is not too far from here."

White Tiger Douluo put his hands behind his back and said solemnly:

"It would only take a moment for the three priests to arrive, but they haven't sent any news yet. I think they must have found the chief priest's trail and followed him."

"Ah."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly, "I don't think there were any accidents. We just need to wait quietly."

Just as Jiang Mo was speaking, a guard hurriedly shouted:

"Look, it's light! There's light on the other side!"

The people standing on the cliff stared at the other side of the river for one second, three seconds, five seconds.
Until several people were covered with a thin layer of wind and snow, the beam of light was no longer seen.

"withdraw!"

Jiang Mo thought to himself that something was wrong, and turned around and led the few people who stayed behind to rush towards the camp.

"It's over. As the Three Priests said, a beam of light means they have encountered an irresistible factor, and support is useless!"

Retreating to a relatively safe place, Baihu said with a sense of melancholy in his heart.

The scariest thing is not encountering known dangers, but unknown dangers like this one!

People on this side will never know what the other side has experienced or what kind of crisis they are in.

"Bai Hu, take the brothers back, I'll stay here."

Seeing that the guards had already broken camp, Jiang Mo was silent for a moment and then gave orders.

"Nineth Worshiper, you..."

"I'll continue to wait here. Maybe I can find something. Go quickly."

Jiang Mo gave the order in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Baihu knew that Jiangmo was worried, so he didn't say anything else and led everyone back the way they came.

"How strange... Is this going to become a forbidden zone like the middle of the Star Dou Great Forest?"

Jiang Mo stood on the edge of the cliff, keeping his focus at all times.

According to the guard, after the people in the past disappeared, thick fog would come from time to time.

Therefore, he had to be extremely alert. If something really happened to the Three Priests and the others, the so-called thick fog would definitely come here again.
He might be able to figure out what was going on here, so he decided to give it a try.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mo felt that the thick fog in the abyss ahead was gradually drifting towards him, and his heart finally died.

To the naked eye, the thick fog did not appear unusual, it seemed as if the north wind was blowing it towards this side.

Before the thick fog arrived, a strange sweet fragrance filled the air.

Faintly, Jiang Mo seemed to see several other people, including the chief priest, rushing towards him.

"No! This isn't a soul skill at all!"

Jiang Mo belatedly realized what was happening and let out a loud cry, then slowly fell to the ground.

"Traveler, what smells so good? Hmm~ It would probably be delicious if grilled."

A second before he fell into coma, he seemed to hear a clear sound of praise in his ears, and then he lost consciousness.

Half an hour ago, at the other side of Tianyuan, which is the entrance to the Haotian Ruins, a sea-blue figure was standing.

Against the backdrop of falling snow, she looks as holy as an ice maiden standing on an iceberg.

Of course, the prerequisite is to get rid of the old man lying on the ground at her feet, whose life or death is unknown.

"Were you sending out some kind of signal just now? Interesting..."

The sea-blue figure stretched out her hand and raised it, using her soul power to lift the old man on the ground. She slowly walked on the ice and snow towards the sect.

An invisible wind blew towards the back, carrying a hint of strange fragrance and gradually drifting towards the other side.

bang~
Inside the dilapidated sect, a sea-blue figure casually threw the old man's body aside.

"Fire sun..."

Qingluan, who was also lying on the ground, looked at Lieyang who had escaped under cover, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and shouted weakly.

Beside him, there were also two people lying, one was the Golden Crocodile Douluo who had followed the chief priest, and the other was Qianjun Douluo.

"Xixi, are we still going to catch starfish today?"

On the high platform, a figure saw the sea-blue figure coming back and said excitedly.

"No, you should practice well today. When you break through that shackle, we can be together."

"But, but..."

The person who spoke earlier hesitated for a while, then shyly raised his head to look at the sea-blue figure.

"I don't want to practice, I just want to be with you..."

"Big brother..."

Seeing the childish look of that figure, Qingluan cried out weakly, her heart filled with despair.

That's right, that figure is none other than Qian Daoliu, the great priest of the Spirit Hall, the once invincible king.
But now, under the manipulation of this witch, he has become a fool who only wants to taste the bitterness of love.
The Xixi he mentioned was Poseidon, the legendary priest of Poseidon who was guarding Poseidon Island!
Poseidon ignored Qian Daoliu and walked to the high platform. He stretched out his hand and released a powerful soul power mixed with an unknown fragrance.

It almost enveloped the entire sect, and was especially strong in this dilapidated hall.

She sat upright on the platform, continuously controlling the output of her soul power. After a while, she looked at Qian Daoliu who was staring at her.

"Go practice now."

"Yes."

Qian Daoliu responded and found a place to sit cross-legged.

His eyes seemed clear yet dull. After a while, he finally closed his eyes.

And Qingluan Douluo below gradually became dazed, and a vague memory emerged in his mind.

From what I recall, the Spirit Hall seemed to have been co-founded by Her Majesty Poseidon, and I, including my eldest brother, all served her...

(End of this chapter)