Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

The old men who were originally behind him also dispersed and appeared on Chen Yao's left and right flanks, surrounding him with terrifying momentum!

However, Chen Yao not only remained calm and showed no fear, but also ignored the people attacking from the left and right. Looking at the tiger fist that had transformed into a tiger paw and was heading straight for his face, a look of excitement rose in Chen Yao's eyes.

In this state, Bai Zhentian was very strong, and he also carried a strong killing intent. This feeling was incomparable to when he faced Xiong Jun, who was timid and hesitant.

If he didn't unleash his Martial Soul, Chen Yao could clearly feel the threat and pressure. His blood and qi were trembling wildly, making him restless.

His face hardened, and he leaned back as if drawing a bow. Just as Bai Zhentian's tiger fist was about to fall, his waist instantly propelled his entire body, unleashing an extremely terrifying power. He punched out instantly, accompanied by a sharp, tearing sound as the air was ripped apart!

The two fists collided, creating a terrifying shockwave. The robes of the two men fluttered wildly, and the surrounding buildings were instantly destroyed, collapsing into ruins.

The two separated and took several steps back, leaving deep dents on the hard floor tiles.

After regaining his balance, Bai Zhentian stared blankly at his right fist, which was throbbing with pain, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

It should be noted that his physical body has been tempered and refined to an incredible density. Even ordinary non-powerful attack-type Title Douluo dare not take a direct hit from his punch. This is why he was able to lead the White Tiger Sect into the lower three sects.

But judging from the martial spirit of the kid in front of him, it was clear that he was not a power-attack type and did not have a martial spirit attached to him. Looking at his thin body, he seemed weak and frail, but he was able to fight him head-on with a punch. In fact, the terrifying power he felt during the fight gave him a vague feeling that he could not resist it!

Just as Bai Zhentian felt his worldview being overturned, the powerful figures from the White Tiger Sect on either side of Chen Yao attacked.

Feeling the gust of wind that struck his cheek first, causing a sharp pain, Chen Yao narrowed his eyes and dodged the encirclement like a ghost. Then, his gaze quickly caught an elder who was somewhat out of touch with the others, and he threw a punch.

The elder dared not underestimate them. They had witnessed the clash between Chen Yao and Bai Zhentian just now, and quickly parried.

Although Chen Yao's punch was hasty, delivered before his old strength had dissipated and before Sony's power was fully unleashed, it still appeared to his opponent with unparalleled momentum and terrifying power. After taking the punch head-on, the elder felt his arms go numb and his blood and qi surging within his body.

The latter trembled inwardly and staggered backward, while Chen Yao followed closely, leaping into the air and sweeping his leg across.

The elder of the White Tiger Sect had a look of horror flashing in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his arms and placed them at his sides.

But in Chen Yao's eyes, this defense was as flimsy as paper.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the elder's arms exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

A sharp scream rang out, and the latter immediately collapsed to the ground, his upper body a bloody mess, his face contorted in pain and struggle.

"The third one!"

The scene just now happened in an instant. Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and when they came to their senses, they were horrified to find that their brother's head had been stepped on by Chen Yao. His body was in a terrible state, and everyone's faces were shocked and their voices were filled with anger.

Bai Zhentian, who had been somewhat doubting himself, was jolted back to his senses by the roar. Seeing the miserable state of the Third Elder, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"Sir, what grudge does the White Tiger Sect have against you that you would go to such lengths?"

Chen Yao didn't mind letting him die knowing why.

"You've been searching for your son's killer all this time, haven't you?"

"You did it!"

Bai Zhentian's eyes were bloodshot and trembling, filled with madness.

“That’s good. No need to search all over the world. I’ll come and visit you myself.”

Chen Yao grinned, then stomped heavily on the ground, and the elder's head exploded like a watermelon with a "splat," splattering blood everywhere.

"I kill you!"

"White Tiger Mountain-Shattering Fist!"

Roaring wildly, Bai Zhentian forgot his earlier fear and unleashed his strongest soul skill, carrying immense Geng metal energy, as he charged forward once more.

The elders beside him hesitated for a moment when they saw the ruthless and decisive Chen Yao, but they made up their minds and released their soul skills to join Bai Zhentian in the attack.

Chen Yao didn't deliberately dodge, and clashed with Bai Zhentian's fist again. At the same time, the fists, palms and claws of the other five people also landed on Chen Yao's body.

Instantly, several terrifying forces surged into Chen Yao's body, causing his blood and qi to surge like a raging tide, his meridians and bones to tremble violently, and his body to become a complete mess in an instant.

A trace of bright red blood also spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that their attacks had all landed, the group was initially delighted, but when they looked at Chen Yao's immovable figure, which resembled a heavy mountain, a look of surprise and doubt immediately appeared on their faces.

Chen Yao's injuries were not minor, but compared to the terrible situation he had faced when he confronted Xiong Jun, they were nothing.

He grinned, revealing his teeth stained red with blood, giving him an extremely creepy smile.

Upon seeing this, alarm bells immediately went off in the hearts of the group, including Bai Zhentian, who did not hesitate and quickly retreated.

But at the same time, Chen Yao's figure also disappeared from their sight.

The group was startled and before they could react, they felt a gust of wind blow past them. Their hearts trembled, and when they turned around, they saw another elder with a blood-soaked hand piercing through his chest.

This time, they were no longer angry, only a chilling aura lingered, making people's scalps tingle. Even Bai Zhentian, who had a blood feud with Chen Yao for killing his son and breaking into his house, couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

"you"

Faced with Chen Yao, who withstood their combined attack seemingly unharmed and was even able to kill one person instantly, no one could muster any fighting spirit. Bai Zhentian trembled and moved his lips, wanting to say something, but Chen Yao clearly had no intention of wasting any more words. With a movement, he disappeared from everyone's sight once again.

The air vibrated, blurry fist shadows flickered, and the sounds of flesh exploding rang out one after another as the pillars of the White Tiger Sect fell one after another.

Soon, to Bai Zhentian's utterly horrified gaze, the corpses of his four elders lay scattered haphazardly on the ground like tattered sacks, blood flowing everywhere, the thick stench of blood permeating the air.

“We can talk. I believe there’s been some misunderstanding regarding my son’s situation. I can give you all of the White Tiger Sect’s assets!”

Bai Zhentian was filled with despair, his face was deathly pale, and his voice was filled with pleading.

This surprised Chen Yao somewhat. He had thought that everyone in the White Tiger Sect was like the previous instructor, fearless and willing to sacrifice themselves for the sect.

However, Chen Yao clearly did not have the mindset of sparing lives and building a seven-story pagoda.

"You fool, after you die, your property will also be mine."

Chen Yao didn't bother to speak.

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhentian felt a deep desolation in his heart, and a death wish welled up in his eyes.

"I'll fight you!"

Bai Zhentian roared and charged forward, but was knocked to the ground by Chen Yao's punch without any resistance. In his despairing gaze, Chen Yao stomped on his chest and crushed it!

And so, several more volunteers joined Chen Yao's Soul Devouring Domain, willing to contribute to its growth.

After taking off his somewhat tattered robe and changing into clean clothes, Chen Yao worried that those people might be too lonely in the Soul Devouring Domain. So, he took pity on them and sent all the remaining embers of the White Tiger Sect inside, so that the White Tiger Sect could be completely reunited.

After plundering the place again, Chen Yao reluctantly stepped out of the White Tiger Sect's gate.

Not long after Chen Yao left, the mountain that had stood in the territory of Tiandou City for an unknown period of time collapsed with a loud crash!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 212 Goodbye Ning Rongrong

The extent of the commotion caused by the collapse of the White Tiger Sect's mountain gate was not something Chen Yao needed to consider.

After leaving, Chen Yao did not rush to Willow Moon Grass Academy, but strolled leisurely on the street, pondering the approximate strength of his physical body.

Just now, Bai Zhentian and the others, when they joined forces, were enough to threaten ordinary Title Douluos, but they had little ability to resist him, and he did not release his soul skills such as Dark Body.

With the support of these soul skills, it would be difficult to defeat Xiong Jun alone without relying on martial soul skills, but it would not be too difficult to deal with titled Douluo with strong offensive martial souls such as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon or the White Tiger of the Star Luo Royal Family.

It can be said that he has now become a ferocious beast in human skin, but this is also thanks to his ninth soul skill, which is similar to a passive skill. It is almost constantly condensing the dark soul power and physical blood energy in his body, opening up the limits of his energy control and physical body in both directions.

If things continue like this, not to mention the obstacles when becoming a god, even the 109-level chasm that even a god-king cannot overcome will probably be easily crossed by Chen Yao.

However, while Chen Yao was relieved, he was still somewhat dissatisfied. His physical body and soul power were undergoing a stable transformation, but his mental power had a clear weakness, being only at an average level and not outstanding.

Although people at Chen Yao's level have more or less developed the ability to use mental power, it is still too vague.

This power, derived from the soul, is too ethereal and elusive. Apart from a small number of martial souls, most people have no way to train and utilize their spiritual power sufficiently.

But as the most important part of a person, Chen Yao was unwilling to let his soul go to waste and not explore the power within it.

In his vision, the soul, the body, and the soul power are closely linked and indispensable. To truly become powerful, one must advance them all simultaneously. Otherwise, focusing on only one aspect will likely result in becoming one of those heavenly beings who possess the name of a god but are as fragile as paper.

As for the soul aspect, Chen Yao has now made some progress. Although the ninth soul ring can only help him condense dark soul power and this physical body that is fused with his martial soul, it cannot provide any effective help to the soul. However, his third soul skill, Soul Devouring Domain, is closely related to the soul. The increase in his soul strength will most likely come from this Soul Devouring Domain.

Just as Chen Yao was pondering how to quickly catch up with his soul power and physical body, a surprised voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Godfather?!"

Chen Yao was taken aback. He looked up and saw Ning Rongrong in front of him, dressed in a gorgeous and noble manner, with a graceful figure and a face lightly made up. She was exquisite and bright, no longer the childish girl she once was, but had grown into a graceful and dignified young woman!

"Oh, what a coincidence, Rongrong, I just got back and I saw you."

Chen Yao grinned, not surprised that Ning Rongrong recognized him, after all, the Spirit Hall's wanted posters were plastered all over the streets and alleys of Heaven Dou City.

"Godfather, it really is you!"

Ning Rongrong had simply gone down the mountain to shop today out of boredom, and was a little unsure when she suddenly bumped into Chen Yao. But after hearing Chen Yao admit it, she exclaimed with delight. However, the next moment, as if she had thought of something, her expression suddenly changed. Seeing the strange looks from the passersby, Ning Rongrong's heart tightened, and she quickly grabbed Chen Yao's hand and darted into a side alley.

Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood Ning Rongrong's meaning. He couldn't help but chuckle, but he still let Ning Rongrong lead him away.

Ning Rongrong led Chen Yao, skillfully navigating the alleyways, and soon arrived at a magnificent hotel.

After a casual greeting to the receptionist, Chen Yao was led unimpeded to the luxurious room on the top floor. It seemed that this inn was also owned by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"call!"

After pulling Chen Yao into the room, Ning Rongrong quickly closed the door. Only then did she lean against the door, slowly let out a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chen Yao with some reproach.

"Godfather, how could you be so careless? Don't you know that the Spirit Hall is frantically looking for you? How could you just run into the street like that without any precautions?"

Chen Yao, on the other hand, looked at Ning Rongrong with a half-smile.

"You little rascal, didn't you used to complain about me all the time? You went to your father to tattle every day. Why are you afraid that I'll be captured by the Spirit Hall now?"

"It's all because of you, Godfather. You dressed up like that, it's a miracle I didn't cry!"

Ning Rongrong retorted somewhat dissatisfyingly, then looked at Chen Yao's alluring face and blushed slightly, before saying somewhat awkwardly.

"And...that was before, after you came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Didn't I gradually stop being afraid? I even taught you the Distraction Technique so seriously. But you, you wretched adoptive father, didn't even say goodbye before sneaking away, making me miss you so much. You guys even secretly worried when you saw your wanted poster."

As Ning Rongrong spoke, her emotions fluctuated slightly. By the end, her voice was so weak it was barely audible. She lowered her head, her body twisting shyly, not daring to look at Chen Yao.

She was both afraid that Chen Yao would misunderstand the meaning behind her words and afraid that he hadn't misunderstood, and her heart was filled with unease.

"I really didn't expect that you, you heartless little thing, would actually think of me."

As Chen Yao spoke, he gently rubbed Ning Rongrong's soft little head.

"Godfather, how could you say that? How could I be heartless? You and my teacher are very important to me!"

Ning Rongrong was displeased upon hearing this, and looked at Chen Yao with a serious expression, saying very earnestly.