Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

When the people present saw Xu Tianran unleash the aura and strength of a Title Douluo, they were all shocked. No one expected that this Crown Prince of the Sun and Moon had been hiding his true power so well!

Everyone quickly realized that Xu Tianran's target was Jin Tianming.

Jing Hongchen attempted to unleash his powerful Title Douluo strength to stop him, but Xu Tianran was only a fist's distance from Jin Tianming, and no matter how fast he was, he could not stop Xu Tianran's attack that pierced through Jin Tianming's chest.

Just when Xu Tianran thought he was about to succeed and that this secret would only be known to him and Ju Zi from now on, an unexpected event suddenly occurred.

A jade-white hand suddenly pierced through the void, precisely grasped Xu Tianran's dragon claw, and then gently squeezed, instantly crushing the bones of his hand.

"Ah!" Xu Tianran screamed in pain. He never expected that someone could stop him from making a move so quickly.

But when he saw the face of the person who made the move, he froze instantly.

"Godmother?"

Xu Tianran stared at the person who appeared in front of him and crushed his hand—none other than his godmother, the Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, whom he had just recognized a few months ago! This unimaginable scene left his mind blank.

Jin Tianming, standing to the side, was equally astonished. He had originally expected Mo Xie to step in and stop it, but unexpectedly, Ye Xishui appeared and subdued Xu Tianran with such ruthless methods. This dramatic turn of events was truly unexpected.

"Godmother, why did you do this!" Xu Tianran's eyes were filled with confusion, anger, and grievance.

Even though they were on the same side, why did she not only try to stop him but also cripple his hand?
This was the first time in his life that he found the events unfolding before him so incomprehensible.

Ye Xishui completely ignored Xu Tianran and casually tossed him aside.

Xu Tianran crashed into the wall like a cannonball, creating a dent and getting stuck inside, blood gushing from his mouth.

Xu Tianran stared at the scene before him with resentment in his eyes, then his vision went black and he fainted.

Today is undoubtedly the darkest and most humiliating moment for him as the crown prince.

The moment Jing Hongchen saw Ye Xishui, he instinctively wanted to get up and run towards Jin Tianming.

However, just a glance was enough to send chills down his spine and make his body stiffen, as if he were bound by an invisible force and could not move an inch.

At this moment, he finally remembered the identity of this white-haired witch, who was none other than the long-lost Death God Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult!
"There are no irrelevant people here now."

Ye Xishui glanced at Jing Hongchen, her eyes full of disdain. In her eyes, this Mingde Hall Master was not worth mentioning at all compared to the Sun and Moon Offering.

She turned to Jin Tianming, her tone cold and urgent: "Your family does indeed possess resurrection techniques; he should still be alive. Take me to your family immediately!"

She came here with Xu Tianran today to verify whether Jin Tianming has been resurrected.

If one witnesses Jin Tianming's resurrection, it means one has won the gamble; if one does not, then it is nothing more than the death of an ant.

In the end, she won her gamble.

As expected, the Holy Lord of this family possesses the ability to resurrect people. In that case, it seems that Sheng Yangyue must not be dead either!

Thinking of this, she was overjoyed, finally able to see that man again.

Upon hearing Ye Xishui's request, Jin Tianming couldn't help but curse inwardly: This crazy woman, she really doesn't care about anything for that clone.

As soon as she arrived, she asked me to take "this guy" to headquarters.

"Senior, I'm afraid that if you go, you may never return."

"That's none of your business, just lead the way!"

Ye Xishui said nonchalantly, "It would be better if I died there, at least I could see him one last time!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Tianming's lips twitched involuntarily, inwardly thinking: "This is practically a female simp; I really don't know how that clone trained her." But he knew very well that the place was still very unstable and absolutely could not allow outsiders to enter rashly.

"Senior, I'm afraid that won't work. I don't have that authority."

"Then prepare to die again!"

Ye Xishui lost control as quickly as she was told, and after learning that Jin Tianming refused to lead the way, a terrifying aura erupted from her body.

The oppressive aura spread out as if it were a tangible force, making everyone present feel their hair stand on end. They seemed to truly feel the breath of death emanating from this white-haired woman.

Jin Tianming felt the terrifying soul power pressure emanating from Ye Xishui, but his face remained calm, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "Senior, do you really think I didn't bring any other powerful figures with me this time?"

"Let's see if I can kill you faster, or if he can save you faster!"

Before Ye Xishui finished speaking, her figure approached like a ghost, her well-defined knuckles transforming into blood-red claws, carrying a chilling aura as she aimed straight for Jin Tianming's throat.

His actions were swift and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation.

However, just as she thought her fingertips were about to pierce the other person's chest, the sensation suddenly changed, as if she had hit an invisible barrier, the resistance as solid as an iron wall.

Ye Xishui's pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously looked down to check. She saw that her wrist was somehow wrapped by a gray-white sphere, the surface of which was covered with strange runes and was tightening at a visible speed.

She immediately exerted her strength, trying to break free of the restraints, but at the moment she exerted her strength, the gray-white sphere suddenly exploded.

In an instant, the void twisted like a vortex, forming a huge black hole that completely enveloped Ye Xishui and Jin Tianming.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures, along with the chilling energy fluctuations, vanished without a trace.

Long Xiaoyao was outside pondering how to start a conversation with Ye Xishui when he was shocked to find that Ye Xishui had suddenly disappeared. He was extremely anxious and immediately rushed to Jing Hongchen's office.

Jing Hongchen, who had just wanted to stretch his muscles, was suddenly met with a wave of pressure from Long Xiaoyao, who appeared out of nowhere. He was firmly suppressed and unable to move.

Mirror Red Dust:
"Where is that woman from earlier?" Long Xiaoyao asked urgently, his eyes filled with urgency and searching as he scanned back and forth between Jing Hongchen and Ju Zi.

He knew he had to keep a close eye on Ye Xishui, or he would make a terrible mistake.

"Speak quickly!" Seeing that the two remained silent, Long Xiaoyao increased his pressure again and shouted.

Jing Hongchen and Ju Zi endured this terrifying pressure, inwardly lamenting: "Could you please reduce this pressure first? Otherwise, how are we supposed to answer your questions!"

Ye Xishui slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness gradually clearing, and found herself in a dark and hazy world.

The undead creatures floating before her were surrounded by a dazzling power of light. This contradictory sight caused her pupils to shrink, her eyes filled with confusion and shock.

But her shock was fleeting. She quickly straightened her back, her eyes blazing, and began to anxiously search for Jin Tianming's figure around her.

"Where is this?" Her voice echoed in the deathly silence, trembling almost imperceptibly.

Several minutes passed, and Jin Tianming had vanished without a trace.

Just as she was filled with disappointment, a figure came into view.

A long-haired man stood high above her, exuding an oppressive aura. He looked down at her with cold, contemptuous eyes, as if she were nothing more than an insignificant ant.

"Welcome to my world of the dead!"

(End of this chapter)