Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 152 Arrival at Devil's Island, the God of Destruction's Last Move, I'll Take You to the Realm of Gods
"Wu Lin, aren't you coming back with us?"

Outside the storeroom of the Spirit Transmission Academy, Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan, who had successfully received their final exam results as a reward, looked at Tang Wulin with curiosity.

Tang Wulin shook his head: "My parents aren't home, and I don't know what I'd do if I went back. I'd better stay at the academy."

Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan exchanged a glance, and Xie Xie said, "Alright then, see you in the new semester!"

"Goodbye!" Tang Wulin said with a smile.

Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan left as a team.

As Tang Wulin's gaze swept over the other classmates who had received their rewards and were happily preparing to go home to be with their parents and show off their achievements, his eyes unconsciously dimmed a little.

Since then, his parents have never appeared again, which is something he has always worried about.

What could have caused his parents to cut off contact with him?

"What, aren't you going home?"

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed Tang Wulin's shoulder, a deep voice.

He turned his head, recognized the person, and said with a faint smile, "And you?"

Tang Yue shrugged: "My home is far away, and I have to climb mountains, which is too much trouble, so I won't go back."

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up: "Then we can study together during the holidays."

"Sure," Tang Yue laughed heartily, pointing his thumb towards the direction outside the school. "Are you free right now? I've invited a few friends to come along, and we're planning to have a good look around Shrek City."

Tang Wulin was taken aback, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have something to attend to."

"If something comes up, there's nothing we can do. Let's make an appointment again when we have another chance, it's the same." Tang Yue patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder, then walked towards a few people waving at him from a distance.

Among them was Yang Nianxia, ​​the Dark Bear.

Raising his hand to signal, Tang Wulin watched Tang Yue, Yang Nianxia, ​​and the others leave, then let out a breath and turned to walk towards Shrek Academy.

He got to know Tang Yue purely because they were both blacksmiths. Nan Liujing would give lectures on weekdays, and the blacksmith committee members and blacksmiths from the four classes would come. They became familiar with each other over time.

Especially since the two of them share the same surname.

Moreover, the Blue Silver Grass martial soul holds special significance for the Clear Sky Sect.

As soon as Tang Wulin entered the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, a figure in flowing white robes was already waiting there.

"Teacher Wu." Tang Wulin quickly stepped forward.

Wu Changkong nodded calmly: "Come with me."

The two walked through the quiet inner courtyard and then came to a huge lake. The clear water was refreshing and invigorating.

Wu Changkong grabbed Tang Wulin's shoulder and flew him into the air, quickly arriving at Seagod Island.

Tang Wulin's eyes widened as he surveyed the island's scenery. He lowered his voice and asked, "Teacher Wu, is this Seagod Island? Can we come here?"

Wu Changkong said calmly, "Your grandmaster is one of the elders of the Sea God Pavilion. With his consent, of course you can come."

Tang Wulin's eyes brightened slightly. He had come here before during the Federation Grand Competition, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't see the scenery clearly at all. Today, however, he came in a clear-headed state.

Although Shrek Academy has seemed to disappear in recent years, no one can deny that its foundation remains strong.

As a plant-type Soul Master, Tang Wulin witnessed too many plants marked as extinct in the outside world, which deeply shocked him.

Soon, the two arrived at Zhuoshi's residence, where Tang Wulin met his grandmaster.

"Teacher," Wu Changkong said respectfully, bowing.

"Grandmaster." Tang Wulin also hurriedly greeted and bowed.

Zhuoshi waved his hand, glanced at Tang Wulin, and nodded in satisfaction: "I had Changkong bring you here mainly to ask you whether you are willing to accept your master's combat skills from today onwards."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin abruptly raised his head.

On the way here, he had already heard Wu Changkong talk about it and knew how powerful the combat techniques created by his grandmaster were. It was a set of skills created by a super Douluo. Even if he only learned one move, it would be of great benefit to him.

"Grandmaster, Wu Lin is willing to learn." Tang Wu Lin quickly agreed, but soon he scratched his head again: "It's just that my talent for cultivation is not very good, and I may disappoint you, Grandmaster."

Zhuoshi shook his head and said, "The combat techniques created by our grandmaster are mainly driven by the power of blood and qi, supplemented by soul power. Although your current soul power level is still somewhat insufficient, the power of your bloodline can make up for it. Don't doubt yourself."

"Yes, Grandmaster!" Upon hearing the words "bloodline power," Tang Wulin's initial worries immediately dissipated.

“Alright, come with me to the Sea God Pavilion,” Zhuo Shi said again.

Wu Changkong stayed at his residence, while Zhuoshi took Tang Wulin to the Sea God Pavilion alone.

Upon arriving at the legendary location, Tang Wulin was naturally overjoyed, but dared not say much.

In the grand hall, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman with a refined and ethereal appearance.

"Yali, I'm entrusting my grand-disciple to you," Zhuoshi said with a smile.

A few days ago, the spirit of the Golden Ancient Tree inexplicably appeared in my dream, saying that a young man with the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor had appeared at the Spirit Transmission Academy, and his surname was Tang. In gratitude for Tang San's help, it was willing to grant him a martial soul baptism.

With the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, the surname Tang, and still at the Spirit Transmission Academy, who else could it be but Tang Wulin?

Zhuo Shi was undoubtedly happy. His grand-disciple had just finished his exams and had asked his disciple to call him over.

Ya Li said calmly, "Since it is Elder Jin's instruction, I will do my best to help."

"Wu Lin greets Senior." Tang Wu Lin's expression tightened.

Yali smiled gently: "Don't be nervous, come with me."

"Go." Zhuo Shichong nodded to his grand-disciple.

Tang Wulin had no choice but to follow.

After passing through a special light curtain, Tang Wulin was surprised to find himself in a larger hall, with countless small rooms and tightly closed doors.

“Go into the third room on your left,” Yali said.

"Yes." Tang Wulin went to open the door.

The moment the door opened, he was stunned by the scene before him.

The intertwined roots radiated a brilliant golden glow, and the entire room was filled with life energy to the point of being almost viscous.

"Sit on the futon, and the root system will then inject special energy into your body. Do not react excessively to any unusual phenomena during this time."

Ya Li's gentle voice soothed Tang Wulin's tense heart. He swallowed and said, "Yes."

The sound subsided, and after a moment, wisps of light flowed down from the roots, as if an invisible hand was gently stroking Tang Wulin's head.

His expression changed, and he felt his blood and qi begin to boil. In his right hand, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul uncontrollably emerged and enveloped him.

The sea of ​​spirit.

Tang San witnessed the whole thing and thought to himself, "Once Wu Lin's martial soul evolves into the Blue Silver Emperor, there will be an opportunity to establish initial contact with Da Ming and Er Ming. Everything is still under control."

……

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the clouds drift by.

The coastline is like an infinitely extending dividing line, separating the land from the sea.

A dark green fighter jet was rapidly approaching from the horizon. Looking out the window, one could already see the vast ocean below.

Similarly, one can also see a dark expanse of sea dozens of kilometers away from the shore.

Ignoring the human military base below, the fighter jet moved as if invisible, rapidly approaching the infamously dangerous Devil's Sea. "We've arrived. Prepare to disembark." Yun Ming rose from the pilot's seat.

As the hatch opened, a biting sea breeze suddenly rushed in, carrying with it an unknown and unpleasant scent.

Nan Liujing and Na'er stood by the cabin door, looking down at a sea as black as ink, like an abyss, and a series of silent, desolate islands, as if they had been destroyed by a cataclysmic event.

"This is the Devil's Sea, the Devil's Islands." A hint of reminiscence appeared in Yun Ming's eyes. "The trials to come are entirely up to you. Go down."

Nan Liujing took the initiative to hold Na'er's soft waist, and the two jumped down together.

The coiled dragon staff extends straight to the ground. Nan Liujing wraps his arm around the person with one hand, and slides the staff across the body with the other, landing lightly.

“Nan Liujing, if you can bring back the secret hidden in the soul bone, I, Yunming, will owe you another favor.”

Yun Ming's voice came from above.

Nan Liujing looked up, calmly nodded, and that was his answer.

Yunming reminded Na'er to be careful, then closed the cabin door and the fighter jet quietly flew away.

"Wuhu!"

As soon as Yun Ming left, Na'er was like a wild horse, too lazy to even observe her surroundings, she excitedly raised her hands, her beautiful and mischievous face beaming with a smile, she turned to her brother, "Brother, now we can be alone!"

Nan Liujing sighed and ruffled her hair: "We're not here to play around, be serious."

“That’s true.” Na’er pretended to be serious, her eyes scanning her surroundings with sharp gaze. Suddenly, her expression changed slightly. “What a strange island. I can’t sense a trace of the earth’s energy.”

Nan Liujing also looked around.

Perhaps due to its proximity to the north, the island's vegetation is mainly coniferous forest, but it is as black as the surrounding sea, which seems to be cursed, as if all life has been drained away. Combined with the hazy gray sky, there is a sense of desolation and destruction everywhere.

"Brother, what should we do?" Na'er said seriously, "The environment is too bad for us to be affectionate."

"Let's walk and see what's happening."

The two walked deeper into the island, but the situation quickly changed when they stepped into the vast coniferous forest.

The mountains and forests were deathly silent, filled with an even more terrifying chilling atmosphere. With each breath, it seemed to penetrate the mind and soul, making one feel cold.

Na'er's delicate body trembled slightly. Upon seeing this, Nan Liujing's thoughts stirred, and his life soul core activated his blood and qi, causing his entire body to radiate a faint, brilliant golden light, as intense as the blazing sun.

The chilling aura was dispelled, preventing it from getting close.

Na'er smiled and moved closer to her brother.

The mountainous terrain was rugged and the journey was not easy, but fortunately, no dangers were encountered during the trip.

Gradually, the two became more and more engrossed in it.

Nearly two hours later, Na'er was slightly sweating, and her fair and smooth face was flushed.

Nan Liujing was also a little tired after circulating his qi and blood for a long time, but he seemed to sense something and stopped, saying, "Let's rest for a bit. I'll climb the tree and take a look."

"Mmm." Na'er nodded obediently.

With a flash, Nan Liujing leaped into the treetop nearly a hundred meters above the ground in just a few steps.

Standing high, one can see far. As soon as he arrived, his gaze was drawn to a dense, purplish-black light in the distance.

With just one glance, the sky suddenly darkened, and then a terrifying destructive intent swept over from the location of the light like a tsunami. Nan Liujing broke out in a cold sweat, but to his surprise, unlike Tang Wulin in the original timeline who felt his body being torn apart when he encountered the light, he felt a special ripple in his spiritual sea.

Accompanying this were billions of deep purple beams of light flying in from all directions from the sea of ​​consciousness. Not far from Nan Liujing's consciousness, they converged into a scepter nearly ten feet long, radiating intense purple light. Terrifying pressure surged from within it, and the laws of destruction flowed endlessly, as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth.

call out!
A tsunami erupted, and a blue-gold light, like the rising sun, appeared behind Nan Liujing's head. Xia Mi's bright and beautiful figure stepped to Nan Liujing's side, her eyes warily fixed on the scepter.

Gradually, a faint figure emerged from beside the scepter. He wore a cloak that covered his face, but the aura he exuded was as deep and unfathomable as a prison.

Nan Liujing's eyes widened in utter astonishment.

Only the God of Destruction himself could emerge from the Scepter of Destruction, a weapon exclusively belonging to the God of Destruction.

But he should have perished temporarily because he had already ignited the divine fire with the Goddess of Life.

Even through the cloak, Nan Liujing could still feel a gaze sweep over him, and his soul involuntarily trembled.

But with Xia Mi around, he wasn't afraid of the remnant spirit of the so-called God of Destruction causing trouble.

"The Sea God?" The God of Destruction made no attempt to hide it from people, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that I've fallen into his trap after all?"

Xia Mi said calmly, "What are you babbling about?"

The God of Destruction swept his gaze coldly over, but Xia Mi remained unfazed, crossing her arms over her ample bosom. "First of all, I forged the Sea God's position myself, not some worthless Tang San inheritance. He didn't have that ability. Second, you are the owner of this super artifact, aren't you?"

The God of Destruction ignored her, but his tone softened slightly as he said in a low voice, "It seems that after my fall, the Scepter of Destruction fell into a plane that is not under the jurisdiction of the God Realm and has never given birth to a god of destruction. I misunderstood you."

Xia Mi couldn't help but frown.

Nan Liujing suddenly said, "On the contrary, the place where the Scepter of Destruction fell is called the Douluo Plane, a plane under the jurisdiction of the Five God Kings. I know Tang San too."

Upon hearing this, the God of Destruction's gaze, which had just relaxed a moment ago, suddenly turned serious: "You're from the Douluo Continent?"

"Yes." Nan Liujing gestured to Xia Mi to remain silent for the moment, because he had noticed the word "smoothly".

It seems that this lingering resentment of the God of Destruction is intentionally preventing the Staff of Destruction from falling into the Douluo Continent. What is he worried about?
"Tell me, which era did Tang San belong to before you?" the God of Destruction immediately asked.

“Twenty thousand years ago,” he asked, and Nan Liujing answered.

"Twenty thousand years ago," the God of Destruction said with a grim expression, "did anyone ascend to the realm of gods in your time?"

"No," Nan Liujing replied. "I've heard that the God Realm no longer exists, but I've seen Tang San's divine sense, and I know he's desperately trying to bring the God Realm back."

hum~
Suddenly, the remnant of the God of Destruction was enveloped in a purplish-black divine light, looking as if it were about to self-destruct, which was quite frightening.

Nan Ryuke narrowed his eyes, while Xia Mi remained vigilant.

A few seconds later, the God of Destruction suddenly spoke, his voice deep: "You, a mere mortal, not only possess a supreme treasure of the universe, but also have the will of a god-king by your side. It seems you are the chosen one."

Nan Ryukei and Xia Mi's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

It was all because he actually recognized the level of the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl.

Xia Mi reacted quickly, asking in surprise, "Are you a god-king born from a primordial being?"

The God of Destruction said calmly, "If it weren't for that, how could I have recognized this thing at a glance?" As he spoke, he glanced at the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl floating in the Sea of ​​Spirit, seemingly with some envy.

"What's your relationship with Tang San like?"

Before Xia Mi could say anything, he suddenly asked.

“A mortal enemy!” Nan Liujing said bluntly.

Xia Mi's expression shifted slightly, and she chose to remain silent once again.

"You can feel it."

Although the master of the Sea of ​​Spirit is Nan Liujing, it is very easy for a divine thought to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Heh." The God of Destruction sneered and asked, "Boy, I have already fallen, and the Scepter of Destruction is ownerless. Do you want it?"

"Yes." Nan Liujing made no attempt to hide his desire.

"Then I'll give you that chance." The God of Destruction was satisfied with his straightforward attitude. "The fact that my divine sense can be summoned means that you have already seen the substance formed from the condensed liquid of destruction. Get close to it, and I'll take you to the God Realm for a visit later."

Nan Liujing's eyes suddenly widened in astonishment.

How about taking a stroll through the realm of the gods?
What do you mean?
(End of this chapter)