Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

In the same year, Haotian Sect, one of the three major sects, announced the birth of two young masters who would travel and gain experience on the continent.

Two years later, a new force emerged on the mainland: the Demon Dragon Palace.

The people of the Demon Dragon Palace possess bizarre martial spirits and are ruthless and vicious, causing numerous bloodshed across the continent.

Countless people deeply resented them, and many forces organized to try to eradicate them in one fell swoop. However, the people of the Demon Dragon Palace were elusive and their headquarters were hard to find, causing these people to return empty-handed, filled with both hatred and helplessness.

Two years later, it was rumored that Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall who had gone out for training, had returned, and Pope Qian Xunji abdicated ahead of schedule, retiring to the Hall of Worship with his wife and daughter.

The original Holy Maiden, Bibi Dong, ascended to the position of Pope at the age of 30, with the talent of a level 91 Title Douluo, and took over the Spirit Hall!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 65 The Desolate Land, the Black Lotus Blooms

"Long live the Pope!"

At this moment, countless citizens were gathered in the central square of Wuhun City.

Facing the center of the square, a figure with snow-white hair, wearing a crown, holding a scepter, and dressed in a black robe symbolizing nobility, raised his head to pay homage.

Amidst the thunderous and overwhelming sounds of worship, Bibi Dong's eyes remained indifferent.

Compared to five years ago, her appearance hasn't changed much. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes are like a painting, and every line is as if it were carefully sculpted, beautiful and smooth. She is still breathtakingly beautiful.

However, her eyes had changed from their original eerie purple pupils to ink-black eyes, carrying a deathly stillness, as if they contained an abyss, causing one's soul to sink and never be redeemed.

On his face, there was not a trace of emotion. Even on this day of coronation, there was not a ripple, as if it were an unyielding, ancient ice.

In the crowd below, a figure dressed in plain clothes with a stubble beard looked up at Bibi Dong, who was dressed in a black robe, ascended to a high position, and was full of power. Every move she made exuded a domineering and majestic aura.

His eyes flashed with a myriad of complex emotions.

"Xiaogang, it's too crowded here! Let's go!"

Just then, a voice pulled the man back to reality.

Yu Xiaogang turned around and saw Flander looking at the kneeling figures around him with a look of discomfort on his face, urging them on.

"understood."

Yu Xiaogang responded, then turned back and gazed deeply at the noble and dazzling figure on the stage, his eyes filled with reluctance and regret. He then turned and disappeared into the crowd with Flander.

As they walked out of Wuhun City, seeing Yu Xiaogang's preoccupied appearance, Flander sighed and stepped forward.

"Xiaogang, forget about it, don't think about her anymore."

After spending so many years together, Flander also learned about the past between Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong.

"I'm fine..."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Flander sighed inwardly and could only change the subject.

"Xiaogang, what are your plans for the future?"

Over the years, because Yu Xiaogang was expelled from Wuhun City, Flander traveled with him across the continent, improving his strength in the process.

Flander's strength improved steadily and rapidly. In just a few years, he broke through from a 4-ring Soul Master to a 56-level Soul King, which can be considered as a genius with very good talent.

Yu Xiaogang's progress was also rapid due to his special martial soul.

Although it was extremely slow at first, almost impossible to move an inch.

It even made him question the meaning of life, but one day, his soul power suddenly began to advance by leaps and bounds.

Now that he is a powerful 4-ring Soul Master, Yu Xiaogang is overjoyed.

With Yu Xiaogang's insights and analysis on martial souls and some soul skills, and the fact that both of them were quite strong after their strength improved, they were able to achieve similar results.

The two of them did manage to make a small name for themselves, and even got to know the two young masters of the Haotian Sect who were out on training.

Everything was developing in a positive direction, but just a few days ago, Yu Xiaogang's martial spirit suddenly erupted with an extremely terrifying fluctuation.

Even Flander, who was a Soul King, could not withstand it and was directly thrown away, remaining unconscious for several days.

When he woke up, Yu Xiaogang's dark martial spirit was completely unusable, as if it were dead.

This situation is simply unheard of and utterly unbelievable.

Furthermore, Bibi Dong, an old friend of Yu Xiaogang, has now ascended to a high position.

All these events had a profound impact on Yu Xiaogang's mental state, which made Flander quite worried about his condition.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang simply shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Since you don't have any plans for the future, why don't you come with me and open an academy?"

"College?"

Upon hearing Flander's words, Yu Xiaogang asked in confusion.

"That's right, opening an academy, an academy that only admits monstrous geniuses, has always been my dream!"

Flander spoke excitedly, and when he mentioned the academy, a gleam in his eyes that Yu Xiaogang had never seen before shone through.

"But I..."

He was reluctant to refuse his close friend, but his current situation made him hesitate.

"Don't rush to refuse, Xiao Gang. Since your martial soul is having problems now, why don't you stay at the academy and slowly study it? I can also teach you some theoretical knowledge."

I believe that with my skills and your theories, we can definitely train a group of little monsters.

"When the time comes, sending those little monsters to participate in the Spirit Hall's Elite Soul Master Academy Tournament will surely impress the newly appointed Pope!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up, and then he coughed lightly, feigning modesty.

"Alright, since you've put it this way, I can't refuse. But what do you plan to name your academy?"

"Since we're going to raise little monsters, let's call it Shrek Academy!"

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A dark, twisted land.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a faint cracking sound broke the deathly silence that had lingered in the place for years.

Immediately afterwards, a heart-pounding "thump-thump" sound swept out from within the budding black lotus in the center of the pitch-black land.

As the sound intensified, the black lotus seemed to be affected as well, its surface beginning to wriggle and tremble.

Finally, as if reaching a certain critical point, with a "whoosh!" sound, the black lotus petals suddenly bloomed open.

The center of the lotus seat was revealed, revealing the large cocoon that had been frozen and still for several years.

At this moment, the large cocoon was covered with countless cracks, which were gradually deepening.

Strands of pure, sinister black energy seeped out from the tiny cracks, rising and swirling around the black lotus.

"Kaka!"

Finally, something within seemed to have reached its limit, and the cocoon finally could not bear the burden any longer and burst open completely.

A cloud of black energy, several times denser than before, burst forth and swept across the entire desolate land.

The black mist surged, but the next moment, it violently converged towards the center of the lotus throne.

Once the black mist dissipated, the scene within the lotus throne became completely clear.

Inside sat a figure, with two rings floating behind him, but they were eerily dim and colorless.

He was completely naked.

Her hair had grown long enough to reach her waist, hanging down like flowing ink.

Her skin was fair, but not as translucent as a normal person's; instead, it was a sickly pale color, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Although his features still vaguely resembled Chen Yao's former appearance, his face, with its eyes tightly closed, now exuded a bewitching charm.

A chilling aura permeated the entire body, devoid of any warmth, as if it were not a living person, making one feel suffocated.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 66 Dark Monarch

"Kaka!"

On the dark lotus seat, the figure twitched slightly, and then its joints made a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, the figure slowly opened its eyes, and it could be seen that there were no whites in its eyes, just pitch black, without the slightest luster, so pure and terrifying.

It seemed to contain the depths of the underworld, filled with coldness and deathly silence.

As he opened his eyes, the evil aura contained within them immediately spread out, lingering around the corners of his eyes. Combined with his jet-black pupils, which were devoid of any impurities or emotions, he looked as if a strange and evil demon had descended to earth.

A moment later, the terrifying, chilling aura dissipated, and the eerie, terrifying pupils began to change, the blackness contracting before slowly returning to the color of normal human eyes.

Various aspects of human nature are beginning to re-emerge.

At that moment, he raised his hand, clenched it tightly, stared blankly at his palm, and felt the indescribable power contained within it.

While I was overjoyed, a sense of lingering fear also flashed through my mind.

Chen Yao has been inside this black lotus for five whole years.

These past five years have been nothing short of a living hell.

The Nine Netherworld Immortal Lotus, as its name suggests, is for forging an immortal embryo.

How did Yao forge the immortal embryo?

That is to shatter the original body and then use the power contained in this immortal lotus to reconstruct the body!

Moreover, this process is not a simple and brutal temporary pain, but an extremely precise task that requires transforming the body little by little.

In other words, for the past five years, Chen Yao has been enduring the excruciating pain of skinning, tendon-pulling, bone-replacing, and blood-replacing that drove his soul almost mad!

Although Chen Yao's willpower was extremely weak, and he only had a three-minute attention span for almost anything except for enjoying himself, his will to survive was incredibly strong.

He is so scared of death!