Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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In the following days, a group of mysterious "tourists" appeared on Douluo Star.

They did not ride in luxurious soul-guided flying cars, nor did they frequent high-end venues reserved for nobles and high-ranking soul masters.

Instead, they roamed like ghosts through the slums of Tiandou City, wandered the remote towns of the provinces, and even frequented mercenary taverns and underground black markets.

Xuanming, along with this group of goddesses powerful enough to overturn the entire universe, truly experienced a "secret visit".

Of course, to avoid causing unnecessary commotion, they all used the highest level of cognitive confusion magic. In the eyes of mortals, they were nothing more than a group of ordinary people with slightly more outstanding demeanor.

However, as they looked around, everyone's expressions grew increasingly grim.

In Xuanming's original vision, with the majesty of "Heaven" pressing down and divine power as a backing, the Douluo Federation, even if it could not achieve absolute fairness and justice, should at least be a vibrant and orderly civilized world.

But reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

"How is it different from ten thousand years ago...?"

Standing before the ruins of a village where families had been torn apart and killed due to the forced imposition of a "faith tax," Xuanming's voice was chillingly cold.

He saw church clergy using the banner of "angels and gods" to plunder the wealth of ordinary people and even abduct women.
He saw that the federal law enforcement team colluded with local gangs, turned a blind eye to the activities of the evil spirit masters, and even played the trick of "raising bandits to enhance their own importance" in order to obtain more stability maintenance funds.
He saw those members of parliament who should have been speaking out for all walks of life arguing fiercely in the parliament building over how to divide up the spoils, while turning a deaf ear to the suffering of the lower classes.

They outwardly comply but inwardly defy; there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.

Greed, corruption, depravity.

These malignant tumors, which have existed for tens of thousands of years, have not only not been eradicated, but have instead grown more luxuriantly and unscrupulously in the name of "gods".

"Is this what you call a golden age?"

Xuanming turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue and Poseidon. There was no blame in his tone, but it carried a kind of sarcasm that made people feel ashamed. "It seems that your followers know very well how to use your reputation to make money."

Qian Renxue's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

She clenched her fists tightly, her golden eyes burning with fury, and even her breathing became rapid.

"These bastards..."

She gritted her teeth. If Bibi Dong hadn't been holding her back, she would have drawn her angelic sword long ago and chopped down those cardinals who were spouting righteousness and morality but were actually doing beastly things.

"I haven't been here for twenty years, and they've already become this rotten?"

Qian Renxue trembled with rage. "How long has Ning Fengzhi and the others been retired? Five thousand years! A mere five thousand years, and these people have ruined the reputation of my Angelic Cult!"

"The higher-ups line their own pockets, the middle-level officials act as accomplices, and the lower-level officials outwardly comply but inwardly defy... How is this any different from the Spirit Hall back then? It's even worse than the Spirit Hall back then!"

At least back then, the Spirit Hall genuinely had support policies for commoner spirit masters. But now? It's all become a tool for making money!

Poseidon also had a gloomy expression.

The situation at the Church of the Sea God is no better. Those tenets that once protected the ocean have now become pretexts for extorting fishermen and maritime merchants.

"It's really embarrassing."

Xuanming sighed, "If it were another plane, I might not bother with it, since the inherent flaws of human nature are the same everywhere. But this Douluo Federation was established under my instructions; it is 'Heaven's' testing ground."

"You've made such a mess of things, it's a slap in my face."

"The soul beasts are simpler."

Xiao Wu, kicking at a pebble by the roadside, couldn't help but complain, "No more of this roundabout stuff. Might makes right, simple and direct. Unlike humans, all talk and no action, full of hypocrisy and depravity."

"That's because most soul beasts don't have much of a brain!"

Qian Renxue was still angry, and upon hearing this, she retorted directly, "Acting solely on instinct is, of course, simple! The reason human society is complex is because humans have desires and wisdom!"

"You're the one who's brainless!"

Xiao Wu instantly bristled, retorting defiantly, "That clearly means everyone obeys the Dragon God's will! In the Soul Beast Clan, Sister Gu Yuena's words are absolute commands. We do whatever the leader tells us to do, without any discounts or double-dealing."

"Unlike you humans? You say one thing to people and another behind their backs, you talk a good game but do nothing but selfish things!"

"You!" Qian Renxue was speechless.

Although I hate to admit it, that's the truth.

Under Gu Yuena's iron-fisted rule, the soul beast race, though primitive, was indeed much purer and more loyal than humans.

"Alright, stop arguing." Bibi Dong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, interrupting the argument between the two.

She gazed at the magnificent Cathedral of Angels in the distance, a chilling light flashing in her deep purple eyes.

"Since it's rotten, let's cut away the rotten flesh."

"Whether it's the church or the federation, since they've forgotten what reverence is, let's help them remember it."

"It seems that the lesson they learned from the purge ten thousand years ago was not profound enough."

"Do not worry."

Faced with Bibi Dong's murderous intent that was already overflowing from her body, Xuan Ming simply raised his hand and pressed down on the humming Asura Demon Sword in her hand.

"Now that the play has already started, why should we, as the audience, rush onto the stage and tear it down?"

"I want to see what this little guy named Huo Yuhao is planning to do."

"Let's see if he can go against the tide in this murky world."

"Just like I used to be."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but frown, her delicate face filled with strangeness and disbelief.

“I’m telling you, Xuanming, although you are ‘Heaven,’ and whatever you say is right, but…”

Even if Huo Yuhao is some kind of 'chosen one,' does he really have that ability?

"Going against the current? Those four words are easy to say, but is it something that can be done with just a few words?"

Xiao Wu had personally witnessed how difficult Xuan Ming's path had been back then.

"Back then, you truly faced a life-or-death situation! The fact that you survived and have come this far is an unrepeatable miracle!"

"But the environment now is even worse than it was back then!"

Xiao Wu counted on her fingers, "The current Douluo Federation, after ten thousand years of accumulation, has a frighteningly deep foundation. There are more than a dozen Limit Douluos on the surface alone, not to mention the fixed-mounted soul-guided cannons like the Heavenly Punishment, whose power is enough to reach the god level."

"How old is Huo Yuhao now? What is his cultivation level? Moreover, he is wanted by the entire continent and doesn't even have a safe place to develop. He has to hide when he eats."

"How do we go against the current?"

Xiao Wu shrugged. "Isn't this sending him to his death? The difficulty level is practically hellish."

Qian Renxue nodded in agreement. Although she looked down on the church now, she admitted that Xiao Wu was right: "Indeed. The Federation and the church have now formed a huge community of interests. Huo Yuhao's attempt to shake this tree is like an ant trying to move a tree."

However, faced with the women's doubts, Xuanming simply shook his head, the playful smile on his lips never fading.

"You all underestimate the weight of the word 'fate'."

"This is the path he chose, so he has to walk it himself. Whether it's Hell level or Abyss level, if he wants to be the one to break the shackles, he has to be prepared to risk his life."

"Besides..."

Xuanming paused, looked up at the sky, as if he could see the ethereal yet real will of the plane.

"Don't underestimate this so-called 'chosen one'."

"What plane is Douluo Star now? It's a high-level plane that's already approaching the level of a god! The energy level and the strength of the laws on this planet are many times stronger than they were ten thousand years ago."

"When the entire fortune of such a planet is bestowed upon one person..."

Xuanming looked at Xiaowu and chuckled, "Xiaowu, believe it or not, it's almost impossible for him to fail."

"It's impossible to fail?" Xiao Wu's eyes widened.

"Yes."

Xuanming explained, "With the blessing of luck, no matter what danger he encounters, even if it is a certain death situation, there will be a turning point."

"For example, if he is being chased and jumps off a cliff, while others would be smashed to pieces, he might find a peerless secret manual or encounter the inheritance of a reclusive master."

"For example, if he is poisoned, while others die from bleeding from all seven orifices, he might actually open up his Ren and Du meridians after taking the poison, and even gain a constitution that is immune to all poisons."

"For example, he is currently wanted by the entire continent and seems to have nowhere to go. But in reality, this pressure will become a catalyst for his growth. Those who hunt him down will eventually become his whetstones, or even his treasure-bringers."

"This is the power of fate." (End of Chapter)