Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 405 Elder Yi departs, new incarnation Ming Baixue
Outside the majestic gate of the Haotian Sect, amidst swirling clouds and mist, stands a massive stone tablet, its inscriptions written in a flowing, elegant style, faintly radiating a vast, ocean-like spiritual pressure and profound martial spirit essence.

This is precisely the work left behind by Tang San, the Sea God.

Upon seeing the stele, Huo Yuhao was immediately captivated by its profound meaning and became so engrossed in it that he entered a rare state of enlightenment.

Gula secretly guarded his mind, preventing Tang San from leaving any hidden tricks or mental hints on the stone tablet.

He carefully examined the stone tablet and indeed felt its immense power and profound understanding of martial arts, but in the end, it was just an inanimate object.

Fortunately, he has no connection with Tang Wutong, so Tang San's schemes are unlikely to fall on him.

After observing for a while, he gained new insights into the concentration of power and the application of martial spirit. The "sword" in his mind seemed to have become more refined, and he took another small step towards the mysterious realm of "Sword God".

He finished his enlightenment earlier and quietly waited for Huo Yuhao to finish his epiphany.

Soon, the heavy gate of the Haotian Sect slowly opened, and a strong voice came from inside: "Xiao Qi, bring your friends in."

Wang Dong responded and led the three into the Haotian Sect. Along the way, they encountered many sect disciples who respectfully bowed to Wang Dong and addressed him as "Young Sect Master".

Xiao Xiao secretly winked at Gula, who naturally understood what she meant—Wang Dong was actually the young sect master of Haotian Sect.

However, compared to his true identity as the "Daughter of the Sea God," the position of young sect leader seems insignificant.

Wang Dong introduced the three to two men with auras as heavy as mountains: "Uncle, Uncle, these are my classmates and friends. This is Huo Yuhao, this is Gula, and this is Xiao Xiao."

Gula and the other two greeted him politely, saying, "Greetings, Uncle."

Niu Tian and Titan's gazes swept over the three of them, lingering for a moment longer on Huo Yuhao, who seemed unusually close to Wang Dong, and Gula, who was unbelievably handsome and had an extraordinary temperament.

Gula keenly noticed the scrutinizing gazes of his two "elders," and after a moment's thought, he understood their concerns, silently thinking to himself, "Being too handsome can sometimes be a problem..."

Because of the long journey, Wang Dong first arranged for the three of them to stay and rest.

She specially arranged for Huo Yuhao to stay in the room with the "Ten Thousand Years of Frost Jade Marrow Bed," intending it to help him cultivate.

Little did she know that this extreme cold was nothing short of a bomb that ignited a fuse for Huo Yuhao, who had the Snow Emperor's essence sealed within him.

Gula was placed in a nearby room. Knowing full well what was about to happen, he waited quietly.

Wang Dong had just finished making arrangements and was about to rest when Niu Tian stopped him: "Xiao Qi, how much do you know about your two male classmates?"

"Big Daddy~" Wang Dong drawled, knowing perfectly well what Niu Tian meant, "I know Yuhao very well, so don't do anything reckless!"

Titan snorted coldly: "Understand? Then you also know about the aura of his 400,000-year-old soul ring?"

Wang Dong exclaimed in surprise, "A 400,000-year-old spirit ring? How could Yuhao possibly have one?"

Titan said in a deep voice, "That means he's hiding something from you! He might have ulterior motives. We must find out the truth! And there's another kid named Gula. He has an extremely powerful and restrained power within him, which envelops his entire body."

"A Soul Emperor, yet he feels more dangerous than an ordinary Title Douluo. This is no ordinary matter, and it is very likely... a complete set of Soul Bones!"

They clearly mistook the seamless battle armor within Gula's body for the legendary complete set of inherited soul bones.

Wang Dong was even more surprised, not expecting that not only Huo Yuhao had a secret, but Gula was also keeping it hidden.

She didn't care much about Gula, but worried that Gula might harm Huo Yuhao, so she hurriedly asked, "Second Father, isn't a complete set of soul bones required to have the same age and attributes, and only divine inheritance can achieve that?"

Niu Tian nodded: "That's right. So this Gula's origin must be extremely extraordinary. The holy aura of light on his body is very similar to that of the angel god from ten thousand years ago... If I didn't know that the angel god's position was shattered and the lineage was broken, I would almost think that I had met her successor."

Niu Tian and Titan exchanged a glance, both agreeing that they needed to investigate Gula's true strength.

Otherwise, if such a mysterious and powerful being is allowed to stay by "Xiao Qi's" side, and if he is related to the Angel God, the consequences would be unimaginable if the other party harbors malicious intentions once Xiao Qi's identity is exposed.

While they were discussing this, Huo Yuhao in the next room had already begun cultivating.

The chilling aura of the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Frozen Jade Marrow Bed initially greatly promoted his cultivation, causing his soul power to grow rapidly.

But as a large amount of extreme cold energy surged into his body, the Snow Emperor's essence, which had been sealed by Electrolux, was finally completely activated and went berserk!
"Oh no! The Snow Empress's essence has been stimulated and is about to explode out of control!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Empress cried out in panic in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.

Although Xue Di's consciousness was awakened, her soul was extremely unstable and she was unable to control the violent primal power at all.

Electrolux sighed and made his decision: "Big Bug, Little Scorpion, lend me your power... Let me see him off on his final journey..."

He began to give his last words, instructing Huo Yuhao to properly inherit the necromancy he left behind.

Gula instantly sensed the terrifying, extremely cold energy that was enough to level the entire Haotian Peak, as well as the pure and tragic aura of death contained within it. It was Electrolux burning his divine consciousness.

"It's now!"

With a thought, one of his clones appeared silently and went to Xiao Xiao's room to take her away. The other clone, holding the seed of the Netherworld Flower, lurked outside Huo Yuhao's room, preparing to absorb the precious energy that had dissipated.

His true form instantly moved away from the core area of ​​the Haotian Sect to avoid being detected by Niu Tian and Titan.

The clone quickly brought the still somewhat bewildered Xiao Xiao to a safe area outside the sect. Xiao Xiao looked at the two identical Gura in front of her, surprised, turning left and right: "Two...two Gura?"

Wang Dong also sensed the terrifying fluctuations emanating from Huo Yuhao's room and excitedly wanted to rush over:

"Gula! Yuhao is next door! Have you seen him? What happened to him?"

Gula shook his head, his expression grave: "This terrifying power is coming from his room. I've already sent a clone to investigate, but the situation is still unclear."

"No! I have to go find Yuhao!"

Wang Dong was extremely anxious and tried to rush in, but was firmly stopped by an elder of the Haotian Sect who had rushed over upon hearing the news. Knowing her temperament well, the elder had no choice but to knock her unconscious and take her away from the danger zone.

At this moment, Gula's clone was standing outside Huo Yuhao's room.

He sensed the energy storm within the door, which froze everything yet contained strange, luminous deathly fluctuations, and took out the pitch-black seed of the Netherworld Flower.

"Let me see what kind of existence can be born from the destruction born from this ultimate ice, and from the purest death when a demigod's consciousness is extinguished..."

The clone muttered to itself, fully activating its Celebi Martial Soul, releasing the Forest Avatar Soul Skill stored in the Forest Demiplane, injecting soul power into the seed, and frantically absorbing the Snow Empress's original power escaping from the crack in the door, as well as the pure death aura emanating from Ilex's burning divine consciousness.

The seeds of the Netherworld Flower, like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbed these two enormous and strange powers, causing the blackness on their surface to deepen, with faint glimmers of gray-white and ice-blue light flowing through them.

Inside the room, Ilex, who was doing his best to seal the Snow Empress and transform her soul, clearly felt an external suction force pulling away his scattered divine power and the Snow Empress's essence. However, he could not afford to be distracted and could only remind Huo Yuhao one last time, "Be careful of the outside world..." before continuing to focus on the ritual in front of him.

The clone persisted until the energy storm in Huo Yuhao's room gradually subsided and the energy required for the avatar was fully absorbed. At the very last moment, it did not allow the avatar to be born immediately, but instead quickly returned the seed, which had absorbed a massive amount of energy, to the Senhai demiplane to await further development.

Not long after, Huo Yuhao, who had experienced immense grief and begun to adapt to the new situation within his body—the Snow Empress had become a soul embryo and Ilex had disappeared—opened the door, his face pale. He saw the Gula clone standing outside and paused, "Gula? Just now…were you outside?"

Gula nodded and explained calmly, "I am an avatar. I sensed an abnormal energy in your room and sent an avatar to check it out."

"I sensed a large amount of pure yet strange energy related to death erupting from within. My martial spirit was somewhat sensitive to this, so I collected some of the dissipated energy and plan to go back and study it."

He cleverly attributed his purpose to the study of necromantic energy.

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth, wanting to ask if it was related to Elder Yi, but considering that it was ultimately just dissipated energy, not the core inheritance left by Elder Yi, and that Gula was an Angel Martial Soul, he sighed and said:
"Okay... I hope you can make good use of it."

He was clearly unaware that Gura's true purpose was to use those energies and seeds to create a powerful incarnation.

The two walked out of the Haotian Sect. Gula explained to the anxious crowd, mainly to Wang Dong who had just woken up, that Huo Yuhao had encountered some problems in his cultivation, but was now fine.

The people of Haotian Sect breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the crisis had been averted, and they all returned to the sect to handle the aftermath.

In Gula's Senhai demiplane, the seed of the Netherworld Flower, which had absorbed the power of the Snow Emperor's origin and fragments of Ilex's divine consciousness, was quietly suspended, its interior gestating an unknown and powerful transformation.

Even Gula couldn't fully predict the final outcome at this moment.

Gula returned to the guest room arranged for him by the Haotian Sect, waved his hand to set up several soul power barriers to isolate detection, and then his thoughts sank into the Senhai demiplane.

At the center of the demiplane, the seed of the Netherworld Flower, which had absorbed the power of the Snow Emperor's origin and fragments of Ilex's divine consciousness, had undergone a drastic change.

It was no longer a seed, but transformed into a constantly rotating vortex of gray-white and ice-blue mist, emitting strange and powerful energy fluctuations, possessing both extreme cold and desolation, and a profound sense of the cycle of life.

Gula gazed silently at the vortex, sensing that a new being was being nurtured within it, connected to his own origin yet possessing unique characteristics.

Finally, the vortex slowly stopped spinning, and the light gradually dimmed.

A slender figure emerged step by step from the dissipating energy mist.

In an instant, Gula's eyes flashed the illusion of the "experience" formed by the fragments of laws and energy properties that were fused together during the gestation of this new avatar.

He also confirmed one thing—after Qing Liuli, he had a second female incarnation.

She was tall and slender, with skin so white it was almost transparent, like solidified ice crystals.

What's most striking is her gradient-colored long hair. The roots are grayish-white like death ashes, while the ends gradually turn into an icy blue like ancient ice, with a flowing luster, as dazzling and translucent as crystal.

Her face was exquisite and perfect, yet it carried an inhuman indifference and mystery, and her eyes, with their contrasting colors, were even more captivating.

The left eye is a gentle hourglass shape with a flowing silver halo, containing the gentle power to reverse time and heal wounds; the right eye is a deep gray-blue vortex that seems to lead to the abyss of the underworld, exuding a cold aura that strips away life, controls death, and brings extreme chill.

Her martial spirit manifested itself—not as a specific object or beast, but as a huge, faintly visible vertical pupil floating behind her, its pupil seemingly reflecting the laws of life and death.

This is the embodiment of the power of the laws of the underworld—the Eye of the Underworld.

"The left eye governs the reversal of time and the healing of life; the right eye governs the deprivation of vitality and the chill of death..."

Gula nodded as he sensed the information from his avatar. "It combines the ultimate ice of the Snow Emperor with the death consciousness of Elder Yi, yet it has formed a unique Eye of Law... Very good."

He looked at the newborn incarnation and said, "In that case, you shall be called Ming Baixue."

Ming Baixue nodded slightly, indicating her approval of the name.

Gula carefully sensed her and found that her cultivation level had stabilized at the sixth-ring Soul Emperor level.

“It’s not that the power emanating from Snow Empress and Elder Yi is insufficient to support a higher level, but rather that I deliberately suppressed it,” Gula murmured to himself.

In his plan, the seventh soul ring of all his avatars must be at the 100,000-year level, which requires careful preparation and a huge amount of energy, and cannot be formed hastily.

Even so, the Soul Emperor's starting cultivation level was already the highest among all the incarnations.

"So, where do you think you should go?" Gula seemed to be asking his avatar, but also seemed to be asking himself. "The God of Time and Space is watching too much in the Peerless Tang Sect. It's not suitable for causing trouble. Once the avatar dies, although I can be resurrected, the wasted time and opportunities cannot be recovered."

A subtle, yet playful smile suddenly appeared on Ming Baixue's indifferent face, creating a strange contrast with her icy demeanor. She spoke in an ethereal voice tinged with a chill:

“I have an idea. As for the main body, besides Du’an who is going to study faith during Dou Yi, there are exactly seven of us incarnations.”

"Why don't we team up and participate in the next All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies? Let's give the people of Douluo Continent a little 'surprise'."

Upon hearing this, Gula was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn upwards:

"A seven-person team... all 'Gura'... Hahahaha! Brilliant! What a brilliant idea! As expected of my avatar, when he gets wicked... he's just what I want!"

This idea is both insane and thrilling. A team entirely composed of himself and his avatars, sweeping through the Soul Master Tournament? Just imagining it is incredibly exciting.

"Okay! It's settled!"

Gula immediately made a decision, "The next competition is still nearly two years away. Ming Baixue, your first task is to secure the qualification for the competition! Register everyone, preferably under the name of a certain sect, and make sure the background is clean and reasonable enough to withstand the scrutiny of the Sun Moon Empire."

Ming Baixue bent slightly, and the Netherworld vortex in her right eye seemed to swirl for a moment: "No problem. However, I need time to design and forge a battle armor that suits me."

“Main body, you need to send an avatar to follow me so that we can contact each other through the Senhai demiplane at any time and assist me with miscellaneous matters. I will focus on the battle armor and identity arrangements.”

“Okay.” Gula did not hesitate. With a thought, an avatar with some of his combat awareness and knowledge was created and stood aside, ready to go.

Next, through a soul link, Cooler issued commands to another clone of himself, who was disguised as an ordinary student at Shrek Academy.

The clone immediately found a secluded corner and opened a miniature Senhai demiplane portal.

Gula nodded to Ming Baixue.

Without hesitation, Ming Baixue and his auxiliary clone stepped into the emerald green vortex that suddenly appeared in the room.

The passageway closed quickly, and the room returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Gula stood alone in the room, a mixture of anticipation and mischievousness on his face.

He was already imagining the sensation and chaos that would ensue when a bizarre team of seven super geniuses appeared on the tournament stage.

"This is...exciting!"

He murmured to himself, his gaze seemingly piercing through time and space, seeing the extraordinary arena two years later.

(End of this chapter)