Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Upon hearing this, Xiong Jun's hand, which was scratching his arm, trembled violently, and Bi Ji's gentle smile froze on her face, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.

A black scale she kept close to her body trembled violently, faintly radiating a dragon's might.

……

Starry Sky Forest, a place of great danger

The towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, and the area, which was originally full of life and the energy of heaven and earth, became oppressive due to a terrifying rage.

The burly Di Tian suddenly raised his head and roared, his voice like a rolling dragon's cry. An intense, impenetrable dark aura exploded outwards from him, rapidly expanding in all directions: "What an arrogant human! How dare he call himself the Dragon God! I'll tear him apart right now!"

Click!

A terrifying spatial force erupted with his rage, and countless black cracks spread out like a spider web from Di Tian's body. Wherever they passed, the ground cracked, boulders shattered, and all the vegetation within dozens of feet turned to ashes before being swallowed up by the spatial rifts.

"Awooo! Uncle Ditian, stop! We're going to be swept away!"

The three-eyed golden lion frantically clung to a thousand-year-old tree beside it, its small body swaying violently as the spatial turbulence pulled it about. Its fur stood on end, and the beast was almost pressed against the tree trunk, nearly being swept into the spatial rift.

Brush Lala!

Dark green vines suddenly burst forth from the ground, instantly wrapping tightly around the three-eyed golden lion's waist and abdomen, protecting her firmly, and then pulling her backward sharply, carrying her away from the danger at high speed.

At the same time, the voice of the Demon King rang out: "Di Tian, ​​calm down! That human hasn't finished speaking yet; there's bound to be more to come!"

It can only be said that at this time, Emperor Tian's composure was far inferior to that of later generations, and he had not yet developed that calm and detached demeanor.

Thinking back to the Light and Dark Holy Dragon duo in Douluo Continent II, one called himself Dragon God Douluo and the other Dragon Emperor Douluo, their arrogance reaching its peak. Yet, Di Tian, ​​as the Beast God at that time, was able to remain calm in the face of it.

Of course, it's also possible that Shrek Academy had the backing of the Douluo God Realm at that time, and Di Tian had to recognize the difference in strength, so he forcibly suppressed his anger and did not go looking for trouble with Mu En. After all, as the saying goes, "A wise man submits to circumstances."

Upon hearing the Demon King's reminder, Di Tian slightly subsided his violent aura, forcibly suppressing his raging anger. He gripped the Reverse Scale with his fingertips, channeling his soul power into it, allowing Bi Ji's voice to be heard clearly.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion breathed a sigh of relief after being placed in a safe area by the vines. It shook its messy fur and immediately tiptoed over on its four short legs. Its three eyes were wide open, staring curiously at the Reverse Scale in Di Tian's hand, waiting to hear what would happen next.

The Demon King reluctantly revealed himself, slowly landing beside the auspicious beast. His gaze fell on the reverse scale, clearly showing his curiosity about the human titled Douluo.

……

"Not the Dragon God. Let me think... Oh right, isn't the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex known as the number one beast spirit in the world?"

Combining the name and martial spirit reputation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly remembered the other party's title.

On the Star Dou Great Forest side, upon hearing this, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion instinctively hopped back two steps on its four short legs, its face full of surprise; the Demon King's eyelids twitched wildly.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice continued: "He said it himself at the title conferment ceremony: 'Since it is the number one beast martial soul in the world, then it shall be titled Beast God!'"

Upon hearing this, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion could no longer contain itself. It turned around and took off running, its four hooves flashing. Extreme light and holy aura instantly enveloped its body, boosting its speed as it desperately fled. As it ran, it mentally cursed: Good heavens, this human is too brave! I just mentioned the Dragon God and now the Beast God. Why not just call him the Mad God? Does he want to die even faster?

Inside the other carriage, Bi Ji's smile vanished completely, replaced by a cold expression; Xiong Jun abruptly turned his head, his shoulders twitching slightly as he desperately suppressed his laughter, afraid that Golden Crocodile Douluo would notice something amiss—good heavens, Di Tian, ​​you've finally met your match! You're probably going to explode with rage now, Beast God Douluo? This is absolutely hilarious!

The three-eyed golden lion, which had been running wildly, ran a long way before realizing that there was no movement behind it. It then subconsciously stopped and turned its little head warily to look at Di Tian on the shore of the Lake of Life. It saw that Di Tian's aura had completely calmed down and his face was terrifyingly calm, without the slightest bit of anger.

She carefully tiptoed back, taking one step at a time, and murmured softly, "Beast..." She stopped abruptly, finding the term too offensive, and quickly switched to her usual way of addressing him, "Uncle Di Tian, ​​are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Di Tian slowly shook his head, his voice low and cold. "He already harbored ill intentions towards the Lord, and dared to use such an overstepping title. He has already met his death."

Seeing that Di Tian's emotions had stabilized, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion finally breathed a sigh of relief and tilted its little head to comfort him, "Don't worry, Uncle Di Tian, ​​Aunt Bi Ji and Uncle Xiong Jun are so strong, dealing with that Title Douluo is a piece of cake!"

Di Tian did not respond. His gaze pierced through space, locking onto the direction sensed by Ni Lin. He had already made up his mind: Should he let Bi Ji and the others take action? No, these scoundrels who blasphemed the Dragon God and offended the Lord must be dealt with personally!

……

"His title is truly Beast God?"

With a blank expression, Bi Ji asked Golden Crocodile Douluo again, her tone no longer gentle.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was puzzled. Looking at Bi Ji's appearance, she was clearly extremely dissatisfied with the title of "Beast God." However, he did not ask any further questions. If Bi Ji was in a bad mood, it would not be him who would suffer, but rather the two titled Douluos from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at the back of the caravan. He would just have to wait and see.

……

Although the caravan was traveling by horse-drawn carriage, its speed was by no means slow.

The carts were pulled by ten-year-old horned horses, rumored to contain a trace of dragon blood and possessing exceptional endurance. In addition, most of the accompanying people were Soul Masters, whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. Furthermore, there were food-type Soul Masters who could replenish their supplies at any time. In just half a month, they had already left the territory under the jurisdiction of the Heaven Dou Empire. At most, they would travel for another three or four days to reach Wuhun City.

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared below the horizon, night was quietly covered by an invisible hand, and the sky became completely dark.

The convoy slowly came to a stop beside the official road, and everyone began to set up camp and rest.

Tang Shan took out the tent from his storage soul tool, quickly set it up, and then stretched, his bones crackling with a series of crisp popping sounds.

The carriage has excellent shock absorption; unless you encounter an extremely steep slope, you can hardly feel any vibration. However, traveling for days on end, with your mind constantly on edge, inevitably leads to fatigue.

Over the past two weeks, Tang Shan felt physically and mentally exhausted. Xue Qinghe and Dugu Yan, having consumed the immortal herb, had constitutions far exceeding those of ordinary people and could barely hold on. However, the other soul masters from the academy had already suffered a significant decline in condition.

Although they weren't vomiting or motion sickness, everyone looked haggard, their spiritual energy was sluggish, and their condition had clearly deteriorated significantly.

Fortunately, they had a few days to rest after arriving in Wuhun City. Otherwise, if they had faced the Star Luo Empire team in this condition, they would have inevitably lost. How could the students of the Heaven Dou Empire compare to the Star Luo Empire's half-military, half-academic opponents who had been through countless battles?

"Tangshan, I caught a soft-boned rabbit!"

A crisp sound came, and Gu Yue emerged from the bushes beside her, holding two long rabbit ears in her left hand and waving them in front of Tang Shan. The little rabbit was still kicking its hind legs in vain.

"Roasted?" Tang Shan casually took the soft-boned rabbit and asked.

"Yes!" Gu Yue nodded vigorously, her eyes full of anticipation.

Ignoring the rabbit's struggles, Tangshan precisely pressed his thumb against its neck, applying slight force. With a crisp "crack," the squirrel rabbit, which was still kicking, instantly froze, its legs giving way, and it died completely.

Brush Lala!

With a flick of his wrist, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, the movement swift and decisive.

He bent down and casually dug a shallow hole in the ground, then precisely sliced ​​the rabbit's neck with his dagger. With a "plop," warm blood gushed out and flowed into the hole.

Once the blood had completely drained, Tang Shan stuck the dagger aside, covered the entire rabbit with his large hand, and slowly released his inner energy as he activated his soul power, his fingertips gently combing through the rabbit's stiff muscle texture.

From top to bottom, from the spine to the limbs, the hidden force permeates layer by layer, and the originally stiff and tense muscles gradually relax, becoming soft and elastic, just like natural death—only by treating it this way can the meat not be tough when roasting.

Once he was sure the muscles were fully relaxed, Tangshan pulled out his dagger, the blade gliding along the rabbit skin with a series of swift, sweeping motions!

With a flash of the blade, the movements were so fast that only afterimages remained. In just over ten breaths, the entire rabbit skin was peeled off and casually tossed aside. Then, the internal organs were removed and thrown into the shallow pit for bleeding. The prepared sauce was then taken out and stuffed evenly into the rabbit's belly. The rabbit was then wrapped with a hidden force to allow the sauce to fully soak and blend with the flesh and blood, making it more flavorful.

Gu Yue stood to the side, her eyes fixed on Tang Shan's movements, her little face full of anticipation.

Xue Qinghe had somehow walked up to Tang Shan and witnessed the entire process. He couldn't help but complain, "If your teacher knew that you used the hidden strength you had painstakingly cultivated to comb through the rabbit's muscles, he would be furious."

I'm sorry, I don't have a teacher; I am my own teacher.

Tang Shan wanted to answer that way, but he restrained himself in the end. He just glanced at Xue Qinghe and said in a deliberately profound tone, "Life is a journey of self-cultivation. You don't understand."

Chapter 231 Xue Qinghe's Emotions Fluctuate, Title Approaches

Xue Qinghe kicked Tang Shan in annoyance, muttering, "You say I don't understand? How could I understand if you don't explain?"

Tang Shan's hands moved non-stop, adjusting the seasoning inside the rabbit's body evenly while his half-squatting feet twisted slightly, narrowly dodging Xue Qinghe's kick.

Seeing that his first attack missed, Xue Qinghe became angry and, unwilling to give up, kicked at Tang Shan again, but each time he missed by just a little bit. The short distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm, and he could never reach him.

Whoops!

After being kicked several times, Xue Qinghe cried out in surprise, lost his footing, and swayed as if he was about to fall.

boom!

Tang Shan slapped Xue Qinghe's shoe with the dagger in his right hand, seemingly lightly, but the force instantly helped Xue Qinghe regain her balance and prevent her from falling.

"Your Highness, you can't kick me."

Tangshan offered a helpless reminder.

Xue Qinghe's face was dark, her teeth clenched, wishing she could tear Tang Shan to pieces, but the difference in skill was undeniable, and she was truly helpless against Tang Shan.

Tang Shan ignored Xue Qinghe, who was sulking, and instead raised an eyebrow at Gu Yue, who had been watching his movements intently, after confirming that the previous steps were completed.

Gu Yue blinked, then ran to the roadside to gather some firewood. She ran back, a faint red light gathering in her hand, and a small fireball was formed in her palm.

Pfft!

A fireball shot out from his palm, striking the pile of firewood. The flames instantly ignited, dispelling the chill of the night.

Tang Shan reached out to Gu Yue, who flipped her wrist and produced two or three iron skewers in her palm.

After taking it from Gu Yue, he inserted the iron skewer into the rabbit's tail and out through its mouth.

Only after confirming that the rabbit was properly dressed did he hand the whole rabbit to Gu Yue.

Gu Yue took the rabbit and skillfully placed it on the campfire to roast. An invisible spiritual force emanated from her, enveloping the rabbit in the flames, and she kept a close eye on the roasting progress.

Tang Shan stood up, looked at Xue Qinghe who remained silent beside him, and asked helplessly, "Is Your Highness still angry?"

Xue Qinghe said sarcastically, "How dare I? You are a Soul Master genius who can fight Soul Saints, while I am just a minor Heavenly Dou Prince. How dare I be angry with you?"

Tang Shan's lips twitched. The other party's tone gave off a strong sense of déjà vu—"This humble commoner, Zhu Chongba, greets the Yongle Emperor."

Faced with this "dangerous" situation, it is absolutely inappropriate to confront it head-on. You must forcefully change the subject, regardless of whether the topic is reasonable or not.

"Ahem, Your Highness, is there anything you would like to eat?"

Tang Shan, watching the roasted rabbit constantly turning in Gu Yue's hands, suddenly had an idea and asked.

Xue Qinghe opened her mouth, but forcibly suppressed the words she wanted to say. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then looked at Tang Shan, her tone returning to normal: "Anything is fine, do whatever you want, I'll just wander around."

Tang Shan was a little confused, wondering why the angel lady had suddenly calmed down. However, he didn't delve into it and instead started thinking about what to cook for her.

Xue Qinghe left the core area where the carriages were stationed and slowly walked through the gaps between the long caravans. He looked at the bonfires lit by the various academy teams and listened to the whispers and laughter around him. The restlessness caused by Tangshan gradually faded away, and his originally turbulent heart calmed down.

She stopped at the edge of the group, looked up at the distant Wuhun City. The night was deep, and that place was hidden in darkness, but it made her stare blankly, her eyes filled with complex and unreadable emotions.

Bibi Dong, is the root of my unease today you?

Xue Qinghe silently asked herself, still unable to understand her own attitude towards that woman—was it hatred for her abandonment and cruelty back then? Or was there a hidden longing for maternal love deep in her heart, a longing she herself was unwilling to admit? Or perhaps, she had long since lost the entanglement of love and hate?

She pursed her tightly furrowed lips, the confusion in her eyes fading, leaving only a resolute look: Bibi Dong, the meeting in Wuhun City is not far away. I want to see where our relationship will ultimately lead.

Turning back to their previous encampment, Tang Shan had already set up an iron pot, with boiling water bubbling inside. Gu Yue was already happily gnawing on a whole roasted rabbit, oil glistening on her lips, her face full of satisfaction.

"Your Highness, I just cooked some porridge. Please try it and see if it suits your taste."

Upon seeing Xue Qinghe approaching, Tang Shan quickly greeted him.

Xue Qinghe did not refuse, nor did he mind the dirt road under his feet. He simply sat down on the spot, took the bowl of hot porridge handed to him by Tang Shan, and said softly, "Thank you."

Tang Shan's lips curled up slightly. He didn't say much, but also ladled out some hot porridge and asked Gu Yue for a roasted rabbit leg. He ate it whole, taking a bite of porridge and a bite of meat at a time.

After half a month of arduous travel, most people hastily finished their dinner and then went into their tents to either meditate and recover their spiritual energy or fall into a deep sleep, and the camp quickly became quiet.

After the three from Tangshan had eaten and drunk their fill, they let the campfire burn on its own, dispelling the chill of the night, and then each crawled into their tents to rest and cultivate.