Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 273 A Teenage Youth, Yellow-Haired Yun Sighs
Chen Zhou led Hai Wuliang and Huo Wuji to a hill.

That was a place used to accumulate rare minerals.

It is also a consumable material used to summon heroic spirits from the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Beast World from the War King's Order.

The War King's Decree reappeared in this world once again.

There seems to be some kind of strange rhythm stirring this broken world.

The War King's Decree, which contains countless heroic spirits from the long history of the Beastman world, now emitted ripples that spread through the space.

The moment the ripples touched the rare minerals below, the metal melted and coalesced into a cocoon emitting a yellow glow.

The War King command extracted a small clump of molten metal, which transformed into a life core, radiating whirlwinds and lightning, as well as fluctuations in ice and space.

As soon as the core took shape, the air hummed under its strain, and the surrounding metal fragments floated up like needles attracted by a magnet.

"Looks like he's an important person."

Huo Wuji narrowed his eyes, and a cluster of orange flames rose from his fingertips, burning the scattered metal slag into molten beads.

Hai Wuliang whistled under the water curtain barrier: "Judging from this battle energy field, it's at least an eighteenth-level mechanical beast warrior. I just don't know if it belongs to the Beast Clan or the Motorbike Clan."

The water-pattern emblem on his shoulder armor resonated and trembled.

The purple light, which emanated from the primordial energy amethyst, flowed into the cocoon.

Life begins to revive!
The light from the War King's Token suddenly surged.

The heroic spirits are beginning to reappear!
The metal cocoon suddenly contracted before everyone's eyes, as if it had been squeezed to its limit by an invisible hand, and then burst out with a dazzling golden flash.

The shockwave exploded in a ring, melting metal debris within a radius of 100 meters into a rain of scalding iron.

Chen Zhou's clothes fluttered in the energy storm, but his crimson-gold eyes pierced through the light barrier, staring directly at the figure gradually taking shape in the cocoon.

"Sizzle—click!"

As the core fell into the cocoon, seemingly gaining a soul, the mechanical joints clicked shut, and the metal cocoon's outer shell peeled away layer by layer like lotus petals. Suddenly, a right arm covered in golden armor emerged from the cocoon. The moment its five fingers spread out, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the surrounding space. Silver-blue energy flowed from those cracks, wrapping around the arm armor like a living thing, etching storm-spiral patterns onto its surface.

The metal cocoon shattered completely.

A mechanical body, woven from gold and silver, stands proudly at the center of an energy vortex. Four deformable wings on its back, like metal wings unfurled by a sword of judgment, sweep across the sky, leaving scorching trails in the void. A sword-shaped pattern is engraved on its chest, and even a glance at it can feel its sharp, piercing light cutting through the air.

The reborn motorcycle warrior slowly opened his gear-like, gleaming eyes. A torrent of data surged within his blue and white energy irises—the loading of his soul and memories from his peak.

The three-meter-tall motorcycle warrior stood before the three men, his arrogant gaze revealing only respect for his master, Chen Zhou.

Hai Wuliang narrowed his eyes slightly.

I recognized you by your eyes; you have the same personality.
"Lightning Tribe, Yun Taixi greets Your Majesty! We are willing to die for Your Majesty!"

The metal joints made a soft clicking sound as gears meshed. As Yun Taixi knelt on one knee, the four wings on his back folded into a cape. The sword pattern engraved on his chest suddenly came to life, transforming into a materialized giant energy sword that hovered above his head—this was the Lightning Tribe's oldest ceremony of allegiance.

Huo Wuji suddenly grabbed Hai Wuliang's shoulder: "Wait, what did he say about tribes?"

"Lightning Clan! Old Fire, are you deaf?"

Hai Wuliang looked at Huo Wuji in surprise.

Huo Wuji rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Are you deaf? How could the Lightning Tribe possibly control the power of ice and space?"

At this moment, Hai Wuliang realized that this motorcycle warrior, also a member of the motorcycle tribe but belonging to a different tribe, had unconsciously stirred up the surrounding laws, causing lightning and ice to merge, and whirlwinds to dance with space. "Get up, it's better to transform into human form."

Chen Zhou nodded, satisfied to have gained another great general, and waved his hand to retrieve the Primordial Energy Amethyst and the War King's Token back into his body.

Upon hearing this, Yun Taixi nodded, transforming into a handsome young man with blond hair. His face was like an iceberg, and he carried a heavy sword on his back, while two green blades were wrapped around his waist, their sheaths covered with fine ice crystals. His pupils were strangely swirling blue and white, and whenever he gazed at a certain spot, the air there would experience a microsecond-level delay—a sign that he had integrated the laws of space into his origin.

Hai Wuliang and Huo Wuji exchanged a glance.

This fellow motorcyclist seems a bit pretentious!
After transforming into human form, his slightly chuunibyou-esque ronin attire and standing posture revealed his handsome side, coupled with his intentionally or unintentionally cold and aloof expression.
Case solved!
A chuunibyou (delusional) youth!

Yun Taixi, who had transformed into human form, was indeed quite handsome. The two swords at his waist and the heavy sword on his back gave people a sense of awe and mystery. His peach blossom eyes even made the two elder brothers, Hai Wuliang and Huo Wuji, feel a little envious.

"Yun Taixi, I feel like I've heard your name before. Are you the city lord of Energy City?"

Hai Wuliang couldn't help but ask.

Yun Taixi glanced at Hai Wuliang with a cold expression and said indifferently, "Shouldn't you state your name before asking others questions?"

As the saying goes, opposites attract, and likes repel.

Hai Wuliang's arrogance and Yun Taixi's aloofness created a tense atmosphere between them as soon as they met.

Huo Wuji sighed and reluctantly stepped forward to break the deadlock: "I am Huo Wuji, and this is Hai Wuliang—we are now both subordinates of our lord, and comrades should treat each other with sincerity. Chieftain of the Lightning Tribe, why should you hold back your wariness towards us?"

The blue-white vortex in Yun Taixi's pupils paused slightly. He remained silent for three seconds, then suddenly unsheathed the heavy sword from his back and plunged it into the ground. The instant the sword's edge hit the earth, the ground within a ten-meter radius was instantly coated with a layer of frost crystals. Amidst the rising cold mist, the former city lord of the Lightning Tribe finally revealed a hint of his former vitality: "City lord of the City of Energy, chieftain of the Lightning Tribe, and also chieftain of the Ice Tribe, Yun Taixi, greets you both."

Upon hearing this, Hai Wuliang and Huo Wuji exchanged a glance, their shock evident in their expressions.

Yun Taixi showed no pride or smugness at their expressions, merely observing their reactions with indifference. His gaze was like an ancient well beneath the polar ice, deep and silent, carrying a detachment that transcended worldly concerns.

"Wait, you said you're still the chieftain of the Frost Tribe? But... what's going on?"

Hai Wuliang couldn't help but ask.

Yun Taixi's fingers gently brushed across the ice crystals on the scabbard at his waist. The tiny ice shards floated up with his fingertips, condensing into a miniature snow curtain in the air before quietly shattering.

"Throughout the history of the Lightning Clan, the Frost Clan has always been an ally and allied clan. In my time, the Frost Clan lost its chief general early on and was forced to merge with the Lightning Clan in the City of Energy."

"And after I took over as city lord, I became the chieftain of both the Ice Tribe and the Lightning Tribe, thanks to their recommendation."

Yun Taixi's voice was low and calm, as if he were merely recounting a trivial matter unrelated to himself. However, the sheer amount of information behind his words left Hai Wuliang and Huo Wuji struggling to process it all.

"Two clan leaders? Not only that, they can even perfectly fuse the power of ice and lightning?"

Huo Wuji was stunned for a moment, then finally came to his senses, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes, "No wonder you can simultaneously draw upon multiple elemental energies..."

Chen Zhou nodded, then clapped his hands and said softly, "There's no need to dwell on the past; looking to the future is what we should be doing."

"Sigh, familiarize yourself with the laws of this world. Once you are ready, we will unify the world planes and forge a new era of glory for the Beast Tribe."

As soon as he finished speaking, invisible runes began to flow beneath Chen Zhou's feet, surrounding the four of them.

The next moment, the four of them returned to the garden of Chen Zhou's residence in the Beast Merchant Guild.

Yun Taixi's eyes lit up. What a brilliant move!
His mastery of spatial laws is simply divine!
Yun Taixi obeys the order!

(End of this chapter)