Douluo: Reincarnation of the Exiled Immortal, a Flute Tune to Send Heroes Away

Chapter 1: The elegant young man in white

Douluo Continent, deep in the Star Forest.

A young man in white clothes leaned against an ancient tree, his slender fingers gently dancing on the jade flute.

He closed his eyes, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and his white clothes were spotless, as if he was out of place in this soul beast forest.

Pink petals flowed like a clear spring, and the melodious melody echoed in the air above the Star Forest.

The surrounding soul beasts seemed to be attracted by the beautiful flute music, and they all stopped and listened quietly. Even the usually ferocious ten thousand year soul beasts seemed much more docile at this moment, as if the flute music had soothed their inner frenzy.

Suddenly, the flute sound stopped.

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as stars, with a hint of coldness.

He glanced around, the corners of his mouth rising slightly, as if he was satisfied with the reactions of the surrounding soul beasts.

"It seems that you like this song too." He said softly, his voice like the breeze, with a hint of laziness and indifference.

At this moment, a slight noise came from the distant valley, as if a group of things were approaching rapidly.

The young man in white frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and the jade flute instantly disappeared from his palm. He stood up straight, staring at the direction where the sound came from.

"A nice gift." He whispered to himself, his voice flowing like a spring, with a faint smile.

“It’s time to go check it out.”

……

At the same time, in the distant valley.

A burly man was running wildly, pulling a woman.

The ground collapsed and there was magma everywhere underneath.

The two figures shuttled quickly through the woods, and behind them were several Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall chasing them.

Ghost Douluo's figure was chasing after him like a ghost. His speed was so fast that he closed the distance between him and Tang Hao almost instantly.

"The end of the world is coming, Tang Hao, you can't escape!" The ghostly voice was cold and sharp, with a hint of sarcasm.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, rushed forward with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, and a violent soul power wave went straight towards the ghost.

"No spirit ring, only a ghostly shadow. What a Titled Douluo."

Guimei sneered, and the black ghost under his feet coiled towards Tang Hao like a poisonous snake.

Tang Hao roared, and swung the Clear Sky Hammer again.
"Ling Tian strikes!"

The terrifying force directly smashed the ground and pushed the surrounding ghosts back several feet.

"Ayin, let's go!"

However, before he could pull Ah Yin away, the spirit masters from the Spirit Hall surrounded them.

"Leave? Where to?!"

A feminine male voice mocked.

Several sharp blades formed from petals shot towards Tang Hao and A Yin.

"The strange antler tree!"

"Another Titled Douluo!"

Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed, two Titled Douluo!

The Spirit Hall really thinks highly of him!

Especially the sharp blades of petals all over the sky, each of which contains terrifying soul power fluctuations, and you will be scratched if you are not careful.

"The chrysanthemums are withered, the ground is full of wounds, and the falling flowers make people heartbroken!" Ju Douluo's voice was feminine and cold. As he released his ninth soul skill, the petals in the sky poured down like a rainstorm, carrying endless murderous intent.

Tang Hao did not dare to be careless at all. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly grew larger, and his soul power surged wildly, forming a thick soul power barrier in an instant.

"Haotian body protection!"

The Clear Sky Hammer's soul barrier was like an indestructible shield, blocking Tang Hao and Ah Yin. However, Ju Douluo's ninth soul skill was too powerful, and even the Clear Sky Hammer's body shield began to crack under the impact of the petals.

"Click——"

There were more and more cracks on the soul power barrier, and Tang Hao's face turned pale.

After all, he only has eight rings, and is obviously unable to cope with the Titled Douluo.

"Brother Hao!" Ah Yin clutched Tang Hao's hand tightly, her eyes filled with worry. A faint blue light began to emanate from her body, as if a force was awakening.

"Ah Yin, no!"

Tang Hao sensed Ah Yin's intention and hurriedly stopped her. "They're just two Titled Douluo. We can escape!"

"Oh? Really?"

Before Yin could respond, another golden light appeared in the distance.

Golden light shone across the valley like the blazing sun. A gigantic angelic figure hovered in mid-air, its six wings spread out, a sacred and majestic presence. The terrifying aura instantly overwhelmed Tang Hao and Ah Yin, nearly suffocating them.

"Tang Hao, you have no way to escape." A cold and majestic voice came from the golden light. It was the Pope of the Spirit Hall - Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji slowly emerged from the golden light. He was clad in a golden robe, holding a long sword gleaming with divine light. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, and he exuded an immense sense of pressure. His appearance instantly plunged the entire valley into silence.

“Your Holiness!” “Your Holiness!”

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo both bowed to Qianxunji.

Tang Hao's face turned extremely ugly, and he gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly.

This battle is almost hopeless!
"The Spirit Hall has no intention of being an enemy of the Haotian Sect. Hand her over and I will give you a way out." Qian Xunji spoke lightly, his eyes full of oppression from a superior.

"You're dreaming!" Tang Hao growled with gritted teeth and swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand violently.

"Haotian Hammer! Chaotic cloak!"

"Stubborn!" Qianxunji sneered, "Angel Light Blade!"

With a light wave of the Angel Holy Sword in his hand, a golden sword energy instantly slashed towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao roared angrily, and the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly rushed forward, colliding with the golden sword energy.

"boom--"

The terrifying soul power fluctuations erupted instantly, and Tang Hao's body was shocked back repeatedly, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Hao, I will stop them, and I will leave the child to you!" A Yin's voice was firm and gentle. A faint blue light emanated from her body, and her powerful strength was completely awakened.

Strands of blue silver grass broke out of the ground and wrapped around Tang Hao.

"No! Ah Yin, you can't!" There was a hint of trembling in Tang Hao's voice. He wanted to rush forward to stop him, but his whole body was trapped by the blue silver grass and he couldn't move.

Ah Yin shook her head gently, her eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance: "For our child, I have to do this."

Qian Xunji, who was far away, saw this scene and rushed over in shock.

"You actually resorted to sacrifice at all costs, but did you know that this would lead to your own eternal destruction?"

"Gin, no! Go with them! No sacrifice!"

The power of Yin's sacrifice became stronger and stronger, and a solemn look appeared on Qianxunji's face.

"Everyone, concentrate your strength and stop her!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Soul skills appeared all over the sky, and all the soul masters attacked A Yin together.

"Bluegrass has no place to go in life!"

"The wind and rain have blown away the years, but luckily the east wind has come to visit us!"

"Farewell, my love..."

But at this time.

A melodious flute sound suddenly rang out from the depths of the forest.

The sound of the flute was like the sound of nature, carrying an irresistible power that instantly penetrated everyone's mind.

Then, deep roars emanated from the depths of the forest. Thousands of ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts surged out from all directions, charging towards the Spirit Masters of the Spirit Hall. The beast tide erupted instantly, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos.

Roar!
Roar! !

The faces of all the soul masters in the Spirit Hall changed drastically. They did not expect that so many ten thousand year soul beasts would suddenly appear in the periphery and attack them with a clear target.

"What's going on?!" There was a hint of shock in the ghostly voice. He quickly stepped back and looked behind the beast tide in confusion.

A figure in white slowly walked out of the woods.

Countless petals are fluttering behind him.

It was a young man, holding a jade flute in his hand, with a calm expression, as if the chaos before him had nothing to do with him.

"Who are you?!" Ghost Douluo shouted sternly, his eyes full of vigilance.

The young man in white raised his hand gently and snapped his fingers.

"He is just an unknown person. You don't need to know him."

As his fingers snapped, the space behind him suddenly twisted, and a huge bronze door appeared out of thin air. The door slowly opened, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.

The figure of the young man in white appeared beside Yin in an instant, like a phantom. With a gentle wave of his slender fingers, Yin's sacrificial power, about to erupt, was suppressed by a gentle force. Her body trembled slightly, and the determination in her eyes gradually gave way to a hint of confusion.

"You..." Ah Yin raised her head and looked at the young man in white, her eyes full of confusion and gratitude.

The young man in white didn't say much, but just waved his hand lightly. A soft petal wrapped Ah Yin, and then took her to fly quickly towards the huge bronze door.

"How dare you!" Qian Xunji's face suddenly changed, and he swung the Holy Angel Sword in his hand violently. A golden sword energy instantly slashed towards the young man in white.

However, the young man in white simply waved the jade flute in his hand, and an invisible wave of immortal energy instantly dissipated the golden sword energy. His movements were so casual that it seemed as if Qianxunji's attack was just a breeze.

"You have grudges, but I have no grudges in my heart." The young man in white's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. "Your affairs have nothing to do with me."

"You can wait as you please. We'll meet again later."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in white had already walked into the bronze door with Yin.

The bronze door slowly closed, emitting an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and then disappeared into the air.

(End of this chapter)