Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

Upon seeing the stranger, two burly men dressed in identical clothes, with fierce faces and sharp eyes, exuding a menacing aura, surrounded him.

"uninvited guest."

Chen Yao responded with a faint smile!

"Enemy attack!"

"kill!"

The two reacted extremely quickly. Before Chen Yao could finish speaking, they realized what was happening and shouted loudly while drawing their blades!

"Pfft!"

Although the two were incredibly powerful and exuded a murderous aura that instilled fear in ordinary people, making them undoubtedly elites, they were still swept away by Chen Yao's swift and decisive kick, blasted into a bloody mist, without even having time to let out a scream.

After sparring with Xiong Jun, Chen Yao suddenly fell in love with this kind of fighting style where every punch landed hard and blood splattered right before his eyes.

It's unclear whether it was because he had been a mage for a long time and was able to release some kind of pent-up emotions, or whether he was naturally very talented in this field, but in any case, he has now successfully become a full-time mage.

He became a glorious semi-tank mage.

Just as Chen Yao wiped the sticky blood off his hands, the screams of the two men earlier completely alarmed the entire White Tiger Sect. Although the gate blocked the view of the sect's interior, Chen Yao could still feel the commotion emanating from within.

However, Chen Yao didn't care and calmly stepped into the mountain gate.

Upon entering, a vast plaza stretched out before them, already densely packed with people. Though their faces differed, their auras were remarkably similar, converging into a single, overwhelming malevolent force that surged toward the uninvited guest who had dared to trespass.

Even Chen Yao's eyes narrowed slightly at such imposing power.

Undeniably, the disciples of the White Tiger Sect are all quite strong, and they seem to have a good understanding with each other. Their auras blend together without appearing abrupt at all, demonstrating their high level of discipline. If they were placed on the battlefield, they would definitely be an unparalleled and ferocious army, a deadly weapon!

It's no wonder that the White Tiger Sect is ranked among the three lower sects; they truly possess extraordinary resources. As for that spoiled brat from before, it can only be blamed on the White Tiger Sect's sect leader for not raising him properly.

Chen Yao was somewhat tempted by this fierce army. If such a team were to improve its strength and be equipped with powerful hidden weapons, it would definitely pose a significant threat to the gods in the future.

"Who are you? Why have you killed my disciples and trespassed into my White Tiger Sect?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a neat plain robe, with a square face, sharp features, and a dignified air carrying a hint of menacing aura, stepped out from among the disciples. He stared at Chen Yao with extremely serious eyes and spoke in an unfriendly tone.

This middle-aged man had an imposing presence, but his strength was somewhat weak, probably around the Soul Saint level. He didn't seem like a sect leader, but rather like an instructor.

"Your young sect leader offended me and I've already killed him. I originally came here to wipe out your entire sect, but seeing the quality of your disciples, I've taken a liking to their talent. How about you kill your sect leader as a pledge of allegiance and then submit to me?"

Although he thought it was unlikely, Chen Yao couldn't help but ask.

"You scoundrel! How dare you insult my White Tiger Sect like this!"

The instructor's eyes widened in anger, and he roared fiercely. His body was filled with murderous aura, and his spirit rings flew out along with his martial spirit, accompanied by a tiger's roar that seemed to shake the mountains and forests.

Not only was the instructor emotionally agitated, but his disciples behind him were also furious, each with a furious expression. Their spirit rings flew out in all directions, swirling in the sky above the square, each a different color, dazzling and sparkling, creating a rather spectacular sight for a moment.

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Yao suddenly felt that he had been somewhat reckless. He shouldn't have just barged in like that. He should have investigated and studied the weaknesses of the White Tiger Sect first, dismantled it from within, and then taken the opportunity to bring this team under his control.

Chen Yao secretly regretted it, but now that they had already attacked, there was no room for maneuver. He could only fight his way through and then interrogate them to find out the White Tiger Sect's training methods, leaving them to worry about it.

"White Tiger Sect disciples, heed my command! Kill!"

With a surge of momentum, the instructor roared, and his disciples responded in unison, charging forward in unison.

These people's martial souls are mostly different, but at this moment there is a strange coordination between them. Under their uniform charging movements, their momentum and soul power intertwine and combine in the air, actually transforming into a huge white tiger that exudes a fierce aura and is accompanied by black and purple lightning!

This aura is extremely fierce and violent, giving people an extreme sense of oppression!

However, Chen Yao merely flicked his wrist, slowly raising his fist. His long hair moved without wind, like flowing ink, shimmering in the sunlight.

"boom!"

With a thin body and seemingly weak and powerless punch, the air suddenly roared violently, and the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart.

The enormous white tiger shattered instantly, like fragile glass!

A chasm, several meters wide and bottomless, has appeared on the ground, as if it were about to split the entire mountaintop in two.

The once imposing White Tiger Sect disciples were sent flying one by one, blood spurting from their mouths, mixed with broken internal organs, scattered on the ground.

A series of cries of pain and wails began to spread throughout the vast mountain gate.

The Soul Saint Instructor, who had originally exuded a chilling aura, had now had half of his body blasted away. He endured the excruciating pain from his mangled side, staring in horror at the nonchalant Chen Yao in front of him, coughing up blood as he cried out in shock.

"How...how is this possible! Who...who are you?!"

It's no wonder he found it hard to believe. You see, that white tiger from earlier could be seen as a battle formation, or as an alternative martial soul fusion technique. The Elephant Armor Sect, one of the three lower sects, also has such a secret technique.

This is their sect's absolute trump card.

With the tacit cooperation of these thirty-odd elite disciples, this Martial Soul Fusion Skill was fully capable of harming a Soul Saint!

With the addition of his Soul Saint Token, he can pose an even greater threat to Soul Douluos!

But how can anyone accept that such a terrifying trump card was so easily defeated by the fist of this man in front of them?

Chen Yao ignored the instructor and looked at the defeated White Tiger Sect group with surprise in his eyes.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see the extraordinary nature of those multiple Martial Soul Fusion Techniques, which were enough to contend with Soul Douluo.

But he didn't expect his physical body to be so strong now. Because of his regret, he even held back a bit and didn't hit too hard. Otherwise, the instructor's bones probably wouldn't even be found.

Immediately, a look of joy flashed in Chen Yao's eyes, and he raised his fair fist, which gleamed in the sunlight.

Although he lacks muscle, which is somewhat regrettable, it is undeniable that he now possesses abundant martial virtue and can win people over with his morality.

However, after a brief moment of joy, Chen Yao refocused his attention on the instructor and slowly walked forward.

"Logically speaking, you should know me, after all, the Spirit Hall's wanted posters are almost filling the entire Heaven Dou City."

Chen Yao looked down at him with a gentle smile on his face, showing no murderous intent, but inexplicably giving people a chilling and extremely unsettling feeling.

The instructor, who was panting heavily on the ground, already felt that Chen Yao looked strangely familiar. After receiving a hint from Chen Yao, he suddenly remembered something and his eyes widened.

"You're Chen Yao from the Spirit Hall, the one with all ten-thousand-year and one-hundred-thousand-year spirit rings?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 211 Annihilation of a Sect

"Logically speaking, you should know me, after all, the Spirit Hall's wanted posters are almost filling the entire Heaven Dou City."

Chen Yao looked down at him with a gentle smile on his face, showing no murderous intent, but inexplicably giving people a chilling and extremely unsettling feeling.

The instructor, who was panting heavily on the ground, already felt that Chen Yao looked strangely familiar. After receiving a hint from Chen Yao, he suddenly remembered something and his eyes widened.

"You're Chen Yao from the Spirit Hall, the one with all ten-thousand-year and one-hundred-thousand-year spirit rings?"

"Not bad. So, how about it? Are you willing to abandon the White Tiger Sect?"

Chen Yao returned with a smile.

"Heh, even if you are as monstrous as the wanted poster says, the White Tiger Sect has done me a great favor. How could I possibly betray them and side with a mere brat like you!"

At this moment, the instructor was no longer afraid. He laughed loudly and looked at Chen Yao with disdain.

He had grown up amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had long since seen through life and death, so why would he be afraid?

"Tsk, they are indeed loyal."

Chen Yao clicked his tongue lightly upon hearing this, not finding it surprising. After all, he wasn't very good at persuading people. He could only shake his head regretfully, flick his finger, and a stream of dark light burst forth from his fingertip.

With a soft "plop," flesh and blood were pierced through. The instructor's eyes widened in anger and resentment, and he breathed his last.

"Go to the Soul Devouring Domain and become a Soul General to serve me."

With a nonchalant tone, Chen Yao reached out and summoned a transparent soul with only a faint outline, which was then absorbed into his third soul ring.

"Instructor Chen!"

Upon seeing the instructor's body fall to the ground, the White Tiger Sect disciples around him all wore expressions of grief and indignation.

"Who dares to invade my White Tiger Sect!"

Just as Chen Yao focused his attention on these people, a shocked and furious roar came from the depths of the sect.

Then, in Chen Yao's line of sight, a burly and robust man suddenly rushed out.

He wore a loose white robe, his head was bald, smooth and shiny, and his rugged face was marked with a terrifying scar, making him look ferocious and horrifying.

Judging from the aura emanating from this person, which is extremely close to that of a Title Douluo, it can be seen that this person is Bai Zhentian, the sect master of the White Tiger Sect, an 88th-level Power Attack-type Soul Douluo, whose martial soul is the White Tiger!

As for the several white-robed elders following behind him, their auras were no weaker than those of the instructor who died at Chen Yao's hands!

These people should be the entire foundation of the White Tiger Sect among the three lower sects. The astonishing commotion just now has clearly alarmed the entire White Tiger Sect!

However, Chen Yao seemed oblivious to Bai Zhentian's rebuke and the digital powerhouse's angry glare. The darkness beneath his feet continued to spread and expand, covering the spacious square beneath him, making it look like a pitch-black pool!

This bizarre scene caused the White Tiger Sect experts' expressions to change, and even Mang reacted, with their soul rings flying out from behind them.

However, to their surprise, no attack came. But before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, what they saw before them instantly enraged them!

The elite disciples they had carefully trained each had a black tentacle shoot out from beneath them, instantly reaping their lives. For a moment, screams echoed through the air above the mountain gate.

Chen Yao had initially considered taking them in on a trial basis, but since the instructor was so loyal, he figured these people were probably the same, so there was no need to keep them. He might as well let them join the Soul Devouring Domain and become soldiers with the instructor. The fierce and murderous aura emanating from these people would be good nourishment for the Soul Devouring Domain.

However, this scene, as seen by several powerful members of the White Tiger Sect, made their expressions extremely ugly, and their eyes burned with fierce anger.

"Bai Zhentian, a level 88 offensive-type Soul Master, is quite strong. Bring your people and come play with me."

Chen Yao looked at the group, his face mocking, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"This is outrageous! Kill them!"

At this moment, Bai Zhentian's eyes widened, like copper bells, and a strong killing intent was brewing in them.

Boundless rage made him unable to control himself. He no longer wanted to know who Chen Yao was, nor did he want to know why Chen Yao had attacked the White Tiger Sect. He had only one thought in his mind at this moment: to make the person in front of him die without a burial place!

"bump!"

As his surging soul power erupted, Bai Zhentian's shirt ripped open, revealing his bronze-colored, muscular body with thick veins, resembling a black snake coiled around him.

As his soul power increased, his muscles continued to bulge, a large amount of hair began to sprout from his body, and his face began to deform, with a slightly majestic and ferocious "king" character pattern appearing on his forehead!

This form is somewhat similar to the "White Tiger Vajra Transformation" of the Dai family of the Star Luo Royal Family!

At this moment, Bai Zhentian's aura reached its peak, as did the elders behind him.

Their faces were fierce, and their eyes were filled with hatred and resentment as they looked at Chen Yao.

With a loud bang, the blue bricks beneath Bai Zhentian's feet shattered, and his figure vanished instantly, only to reappear a moment later in front of Chen Yao.