Douluo Dragon King: I am the Lord of the Abyss, the King of Eternal Night.

Chapter 107: Creating a Godly Throne, a Conspiracy Against the Ancients

Golden light rippled, and gentle light power floated. The entire space inside the ancient golden tree was peaceful, but only Old Jin had melancholy in his eyes, and his figure was even a little bleak.

Old Jin slowly stretched out his hand, and a green light appeared in the palm of his hand. Then, a surge of life force instantly burst out, and the entire space was suddenly filled with rich vitality.

In his hand was a teardrop-shaped seed. The seed was emerald green in color and engraved with ancient golden patterns. Dots of life's light surrounded it, cheering and leaping for joy, as if it was the source of life.

"Seed of life, it's you who makes us successful and you who makes us fail." Looking at the seed of life in his hand, Old Jin sighed.

He had already realized that his old plane spirit had passed away, so the next two people's target would definitely be the seed of life in his hand, and even the ancient golden tree that connected him to the source of life in Douluo Continent.

"Blue Silver Emperor, are you really that cruel and ruthless?" Old Jin's gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of the ancient tree and look at another space inside the golden ancient tree.

In that space, a blue-gold light was rippling around, and large patches of blue silver grass gathered together. In the center of the blue silver grass, a sturdy blue silver grass was extremely eye-catching. It was covered with golden patterns, which flickered with its breathing, which was quite magical.

But from what Old Jin saw, the roots of the Blue Silver Emperor were faintly spreading towards the trunk of his ancient golden tree...

"Seed of Life, what use do I have for you? Are you really going to bring disaster upon me?"

As the Blue Silver Emperor moved, Old Jin quickly shifted his gaze and took the Seed of Life back into his body with a backhand move.

At this moment, his only means of survival is this seed of life, and it also gathers all his hopes.

"I have been walking on thin ice all this way. Can I still reach the other side?"

Old Jin finally sighed with regret, then his expression returned to calm, and his body once again turned into a sky full of golden light, slowly disappearing into space.

At this time, Yun Ming in the Sea God Pavilion finally gave up staring at the Hanhai Qiankun Crystal.

"It's all about time and fate. It seems that trying to break through with the help of external objects will not work. I have to rely on myself." Yun Ming pushed away the Hanhai Qiankun Crystal on the table and completely let go of his expectations.

Yali, standing by, softly consoled him, "Brother Ming, how's the construction of your godly throne going? Have you made any new breakthroughs?"

When Yun Ming mentioned this, his eyes narrowed, but a hint of pride appeared between his brows. "We are still exploring now, but everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as we complete the first step, there will be opportunities later."

That's right, after knowing for sure that the God Realm had disappeared, he read a lot of ancient books and learned that the gods in the God Realm all had their thrones inherited from each other. So he made a decision that countless people dared not even guess, that is, to create his own throne!
Even in the long history of Douluo Continent, few people can do this.

"That's good." Seeing her husband's attention shifted from the Hanhai Qiankun Crystal, Yali's pretty face flashed with a gentle smile.

"By the way, Yali, after you break through the Limit Douluo, you can also try to build a godhood. After all, you have a lot of power of faith, so it may be easier than it is for me." Yun Ming looked at Yali and said with a hint of meaning.

Yali's martial soul is extremely special. It is an extremely rare praying angel martial soul. It is very difficult to cultivate the soul power of this kind of martial soul. The correct way to cultivate it is not meditation, but relying on helping others.

When rescuing others, the praying angel will absorb the power of faith of the rescued person, thereby improving Yali's cultivation. Yali has been kind-hearted since childhood and often helps others.

Once, a plague that affected a wide range of people broke out on the continent. Yali did not hesitate to consume her own vitality and rushed to more than ten federal administrative provinces in succession. In just fifteen days, she exhausted her fifty-year lifespan.

When Yali woke up from the coma that had drained her life force, she, who was originally a Soul Sage, had unexpectedly leaped to become a Titled Douluo, leaping two major levels.

All of this is the result of the power of faith, and the source of this huge power of faith is the refugees saved by Yali.

"The power of faith is rare and precious. In fact, after leaving the Federation, I didn't know how to use it. But compared to those living lives, I didn't save them just for the power of faith." A trace of pity flashed in Yali's soft eyes. Although she left the Federation and joined Shrek Academy, her original intention of saving the dying and the wounded has not changed.

"Well, it all depends on you." Yun Ming nodded slightly and said softly, but another figure appeared in his mind.

"Chen Xinjie, I wonder how things are going over there. Is there any new progress..."

...Tian Dou City.

Inside a strange underground altar chamber.

"Haven't you found the Dark Bell yet?"

The Dark Hummingbird sat cross-legged on the altar, picked up the teacup in front of him, and asked in a somewhat gloomy tone.

"No... no, and all the believers who took part in that operation disappeared without a trace." A man in a black robe said tremblingly at the bottom of the altar.

Now, a full week has passed since the kidnapping of Mo Lan. Not only did the operation fail, but even the people they sent out disappeared, including a superstar.

This is unprecedented for their Holy Spirit Church, not to mention that their target this time is just an ordinary person.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash." The Dark Hummingbird's dark blue eyes turned cold and he snorted coldly.

In fact, what he really cared about was not those believers, or even the Dark Bell, but the Hades.

But now he still doesn't have a detailed understanding of what happened on the soul guide train. He doesn't know what exactly happened at that time. This feeling of being out of control makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the black-robed man admitted his mistakes repeatedly, his body shaking like a sieve. "It's all my fault. It's all my incompetence."

"I will personally investigate this matter and recall all the personnel that have been sent out. Now I have something more important for you to do." The Dark Hummingbird took a sip of tea, calmed his mind, and said lightly.

"Please give your orders, Heavenly King." The man in black robe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, searching for a missing Heavenly King was too difficult for him. It would be better to change the task.

"From now on, you will secretly contact the Qiangu family of the Spirit Pagoda and try your best to establish connections with them, or even... a cooperative relationship." The Dark Hummingbird's eyes suddenly darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice, emphasizing each word.

"Huh? Me?"

The man in black robe was stunned and pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Hmm?" The Dark Hummingbird frowned, looking displeased.

"Your Majesty, I can't do this. The Qiangu family is now at its peak of power. Moreover, the Spirit Pagoda is a righteous force. How could it possibly cooperate with us..." The man in black robe said with embarrassment.

The Qiangu Family not only has a huge foundation in the Spirit Pagoda, but also has many minions in the Sun-Moon Federation. In terms of family power, it ranks among the top three in the entire continent.

"Hmph, the more this happens, the more likely they are to cooperate with us." Dark Hummingbird snorted, a gleam of insight flashing in his eyes. "When a force seeks to develop, the more it digs upward, the deeper its roots will go. As the force expands, its size increases, and inevitably, loopholes will appear, and rotten flesh will form..."

"And we vultures hiding in the dark want this rotten carrion."

As the Dark Hummingbird finished speaking, the altar chamber fell silent in an instant, leaving only the faint candles burning and the faint crackling sound.

"I understand." After a moment, the man in black robe suddenly understood and said with some admiration in his eyes.

The king in front of him was indeed someone who had once been able to obtain the secrets of Shrek Academy. His wisdom was simply unmatched.

"Remember, the Qiangu Family and Shrek Academy are at odds. It would be best to use this opportunity to provoke a dispute between the two sides, allowing the conflict to continue to intensify, and ultimately let the Qiangu Family know that they need us."

Dark Hummingbird narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)