Douluo Dragon King: The martial soul has double pupils, and it is destiny!

Chapter 130: Above the long river of time, there is a Heavenly Emperor, who covers the sky with a snap of his fingers and steps on the tripod to come! (Fight again!)
At this moment, the long river of time flows through countless timelines and is not stopped by anyone.

Through the hazy fog, one can vaguely see a mysterious figure standing in the middle of the rapidly flowing, silver-glittering river.

The figure seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze, appearing blurry and making it difficult to see its true appearance.

However, from the vaguely discernible outline, one seems to be aware that he is wearing a snow-white robe, the style of which is quite similar to the traditional costumes of ancient times, and there is an otherworldly and otherworldly aura of a banished immortal emanating from it.

Moving your gaze downwards, it is shocking to see that this man's feet are actually standing firmly on an extremely huge tripod!

That’s right, it’s a tripod!

The entire tripod is a bright red-gold color, as dazzling as a blazing flame.

What is even more amazing is that countless giant dragons are winding around the body of the tripod, with their fangs and claws bared, looking so lifelike, as if they will break through the wall at any time.

All the rare things imaginable in this world seem to be gathered on this tripod.

Whether it is the dazzling gems, gorgeous runes or ancient totems, all of them demonstrate the dignity and mystery of this tripod.

Although it is impossible to know exactly what material this tripod is made of, just by looking at it, one can feel the endless power it contains.

The material is like fog but not fog, like illusion but not illusion, making it hard to grasp yet awe-inspiring.

There is no doubt that this item is by no means an ordinary mundane thing, but a rare and peerless immortal weapon in the world, or even an extremely terrifying and murderous weapon!

The most shocking thing is the majestic momentum emanating from the tripod.

It seemed to possess the supreme power to suppress everything for eternity. Anyone who dared to approach would be crushed into powder in an instant.

Even the indestructible power of the long river of time that can erase time pales in comparison to this tripod, and is far inferior to the majestic aura it exudes.

At this critical moment, the owner of the mysterious cauldron slowly cast his deep and sharp gaze into the endless river of time that flowed like the Milky Way beneath his feet.

In an instant, he seemed to have discovered something of vital importance, and his whole body was slightly shocked.

He simply stretched out a hand and waved it casually, but such a simple action triggered an astonishing change.

Countless crystal clear waters of time, as if cast by magic, leaped into the air from the long river of time, interweaving in the air and converging into a huge and smooth water mirror.

The mysterious figure's eyes always maintained an indescribable calmness, neither sadness nor joy.

There is neither anger nor joy.

He stared silently into the water mirror before him, his eyes focused and deep, as if he wanted to see through the mirror to see through all the secrets hidden within. At this moment, even in the depths of those eyes that had been as calm as dead water, fragments of long-buried memories seemed to begin to emerge.

These memories, like ancient scrolls, gradually unfolded before his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Perhaps it’s because I haven’t spoken for so long that even the most basic ability of speaking has gradually become unfamiliar.

Finally, after some effort, he uttered a few words in a slightly hoarse and trembling voice: "Found you."

Although the words are short, the emotions they contain are so complex and strong.

His eyes were filled with memories and reminiscences of the past years.

However, what was surprising was that despite the ups and downs in his heart, he did not take any substantial action. He just stared at the figure in the water mirror silently, letting those dusty past events surge in his heart.

"I'll help you... one last time."

He turned his head and looked at the peerless beauty who had appeared in the river of time at some unknown time.

The woman's temperament was noble and mysterious, and she could even be described as "taking the fortune of heaven and earth and gathering all the advantages of the world." Her every frown and smile could make the world dim.

Her face at this moment looked expressionless, even very cold. Apart from the hydrangea, burning lamps, and colorful pictures, there was also a banner and a pot floating around her.

Her identity is about to be revealed.

The Six Saints of Heaven - Nuwa!

Facing the first saint who became a saint other than the Taoist Ancestor, this man was not afraid at all. At some point, he had grasped a golden sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Nuwa. The sword energy was rampant, and the chaotic energy was shaken and dissipated everywhere. The long river of time and space was cut off under the influence of the sword energy.

A war is about to break out at any time!
For them who are omniscient and omnipotent, all communication has been made long before they meet.

and so……

war!
　This is purely a foreshadowing. If I continue to write the Legend of the Dragon King, I will explain this foreshadowing clearly.

　　Of course, if I don’t write Legend of the Dragon King anymore, I will explain this thing clearly and connect it to other works in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)