Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 318 The five top masters of the Spirit Pagoda begin their five-person team journey.
As soon as Gui Yan finished speaking, the space around him began to distort silently.

A natural diffusion, like ink dripping into clear water, a thin, viscous gray mist that seemed to devour light spread out of thin air.

The mist churned and slowly condensed inwards.

A tall and slender figure, as if emerging from the ancient underworld, gradually became clear in the center of the mist.

Hades Douluo, Halosa, is the undisputed strongest in the Dark Department of the Spirit Pagoda, the owner of the four-word battle armor, and the Limit Douluo who stands at the quasi-god level.

He simply stood there, and an invisible force field of death naturally formed around him, making the clouds beneath his feet seem to lose their vitality and turn gray.

Gui Yan was not surprised by Halosa's appearance. He turned his pale mask toward Gu Chenyu and said in a low voice, "Gu Chenyu, your Blood Demon Martial Soul is most sensitive to soul fluctuations. You will lead the way, open your senses, and ensure that the train's route is foolproof. Any hidden soul-guided traps, spatial interference, or soul-level spying should be eliminated or warned immediately."

"And the most important point is that at this time, no one knows that you have broken through to level 99. Take advantage of this and try not to expose your true level. It is best to stay at level 95."

Gu Chenyu nodded, his face regaining its refined and amiable smile, but a subtle sharpness appeared in the depths of his eyes:

"Understood, leave it to me."

Before he finished speaking, the aura around him, as deep and boundless as the ocean, instantly subsided, as if bound by invisible shackles, and was steadily suppressed to the level of a beginner Super Douluo. If one had not personally witnessed his cultivation level of ninety-nine, it would be almost impossible to detect anything amiss.

“Leng Yulai.” Gui Yan’s gaze turned to the female war god. “Your frontal assault ability is the strongest, and your speed is also top-notch. The task of covering the rear is entrusted to you. You control the airspace ten kilometers behind the train. Whether it is a petty villain trying to follow or a fool who thinks of launching a surprise attack from the rear, kill them without warning. Use your Phoenix True Fire to burn those ignorant fools to ashes.”

Leng Yulai's cold and beautiful face was even more frosty. Her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered three words, carrying a chilling aura of killing intent:
"no problem."

“Dragon Owl.” Ghost Flame’s gaze fell on the languid man. “Your individual combat strength is relatively weak, but your hummingbirds are unparalleled. No one can match your reconnaissance and control. The left and right wings of the train, as well as the airspace above and below, are your domain. I want you to release all the hummingbirds and weave a three-dimensional perception network covering ten kilometers around the train. The slightest movement, abnormal energy, spatial folds… I want you to transmit detailed intelligence to everyone’s minds at least one minute before the enemy appears. Can you do that?”

Long Xiao's carefree smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. The hummingbird on his shoulder let out a high-pitched cry, instantly transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into his body. He said in a deep voice:
"Of course. Unless a Limit Douluo deliberately blocks it, not even a mosquito can get close silently."

“Very good.” Gui Yan looked at Harosa one last time. “Harosa, you are our last guarantee and our greatest deterrent. Please remain hidden in the shadows and completely conceal your aura. Unless all four of us fail at the same time, or an unexpected threat arises that requires the power of a quasi-god to deal with, do not reveal yourself. Your very existence is our greatest trump card.”

Harosa's bloodless face remained expressionless, except for a very slight movement of his ashen pupils as he glanced at Guiyan, which could be considered an admission.

Despite being the most powerful person in the Dark Department and a pillar of the Spirit Pagoda, he still obeys Gui Yan's commands very well.
Gui Yan glanced around, his voice emanating from beneath the mask seeming to exude a sinister, ghostly aura:

"Gentlemen, this journey is fraught with danger and turbulent undercurrents. Shrek Academy, Tang Clan, and other forces may become obstacles in our path."

"The rest are almost all arranged." Gui Yan shouted, waving his arm sharply. "Move out!"

Five figures vanished from their original spot in an instant, their speed reaching its limit, leaving only faint energy ripples in the air and a vacuum instantly filled by the high-speed airflow.

Gu Chenyu transformed into an almost invisible streak of pale red blood mist, rushing forward as if merging into the air, instantly surpassing the speeding train and disappearing into the clouds at the edge of his vision. His aura was completely concealed, like the most sophisticated radar, silently scanning every inch of space ahead.

With a loud "boom," a pair of enormous wings made of pure black flames unfurled behind Leng Yulai.

Dark purple phoenix flames flickered at the edges of its wings, and with a gentle tremor, the air crackled under the strain.

She transformed into a dark red streak of light that tore through the sky, carrying terrifying heat capable of burning everything in its path. In an instant, she shot to the far rear of the train, taking up a commanding position, her cold gaze sweeping over the airspace behind her.

Long Xiao's figure became illusory in place, and countless tiny, metallic hummingbirds surged out of his body like a flood.

In an instant, tens of thousands of hummingbirds formed a black cloud covering the sky and the earth, emitting a dense but not piercing buzz. Like a tide with wisdom, it precisely divided and instantly covered the left and right sides of the train and the airspace above and below, constructing a huge three-dimensional sensing network that could penetrate every pore.

Each hummingbird is his eyes and ears.

Gui Yan's figure sank down without causing a ripple, silently merging into the shadows of the high-speed soul-guided train's roof, like a dark protective spell on the train itself.

His mental energy, like an invisible spider web, quietly covered the entire train's exterior.

Harosa's whereabouts were the most bizarre. The thin gray mist that enveloped him collapsed inward as if it were alive, and along with his figure, it quickly faded and became transparent, eventually disappearing completely from the spot.

There were no spatial fluctuations, no residual energy, as if he had never existed.

Only that space retained a chill several degrees lower than the surrounding area, proving that a quasi-god Limit Douluo had already disappeared into the void, becoming the most deadly sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all enemies.

The silver soul-guided train continued its frantic advance across the plains, the sharp sound of it tearing through the air the only background noise.

However, at a level that ordinary people, and even powerful figures like Wu Changkong and Long Bing, could hardly perceive, a protective net so powerful it was breathtaking, woven by four Super Douluo and one Quasi-God Limit Douluo, had quietly been unfurled, firmly protecting the entire train within.

A storm is approaching, and the train is heading towards its eye.

Inside the carriage, Guan Yue, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly frowned slightly, her gentle face showing a barely perceptible furrow of brows.

This subtle change, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattered the tranquil atmosphere that had permeated the carriage because of his presence.

He slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the blurry scene rushing past the window. His lips still held that signature gentle smile, but the words he uttered carried a subtle, almost imperceptible, chill:

"Heh... Some people are itching for a beating. They really need to be taught a lesson."

(End of this chapter)