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

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This is a lake as clear as crystal, with fresh water rushing down from the mountain streams deep in the forest, crashing against the pebbles on the lakebed, splashing up tiny droplets, and rippling across the surface.

The grass and trees sway by the lake, and the tall ancient trees are lush and leafy, with their layered canopies blocking out the sun and casting large patches of dappled shade.

Fist-sized wild fruits hang from the branches, their skins gleaming with an enticing reddish-purple hue. The aroma of the fruit, mingled with the moist air, creates a sweet and refreshing scent.

Several pale gray flying spirit beasts stretched their wings and soared in the sky. Their cries pierced through the clouds, and suddenly they swooped down like arrows, their sharp claws tearing through the water's surface, leaving a string of glistening water droplets in their wake. In an instant, they snatched a plump fish and soared into the sky.

rustling.

Deep in the forest, the grass and trees swayed, and two figures emerged from the lush, dense greenery.

Serpent Spear Douluo looked at the map in his hand and compared it with the scenery in front of him, somewhat puzzled: "The location seems to be correct?"

Tang Shan emerged from the bushes in tattered clothes. Although he was unharmed, his "beggar's outfit" was quite unsightly.

He didn't notice the Serpent Spear Douluo's expression, but instead looked at the clear lake water reflecting the azure sky and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The breath of nature, mixed with the increasingly rich primordial energy of heaven and earth, surged into his body.

"The spiritual energy here is much richer. Even a Soul Master with average talent could probably achieve a cultivation speed several levels higher than a Soul Master with innate Soul Power if they came here to cultivate," Tang Shan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

After comparing the locations several times, Serpent Spear Douluo confirmed that he was not lost and that the location was not marked incorrectly. He looked helplessly at Tangshan and said, "It seems that the diamond mammoth herd has migrated."

Only then did Tang Shan notice the other person's frustrated expression. He was also somewhat disappointed to learn that his target had escaped.

"Then what should we do, senior?"

"Let's see if we can find any clues about their departure. We can't just absorb spirit rings randomly."

"That's all we have to do."

Tang Shan and Serpent Spear Douluo split up to search for clues, and Tang Shan soon made a discovery.

Ultimately, given its physical characteristics, even though it has been relocated for some time, the traces it left behind are still quite obvious.

"There are footprints here, so they must have re-entered the forest."

Upon learning of the discovery in Tangshan, Serpent Spear Douluo quickly arrived, looking at the somewhat deep forest and then up at the gradually setting sun.

"Let's rest here for a day and then go after them tomorrow to see what's going on. Since the initial traces of migration are still there, the subsequent traces are unlikely to disappear so easily. There's no need to rush for a day or two."

Tang Shan did not object to Serpent Spear Douluo's suggestion. Just as the other party said, the traces were unlikely to disappear so quickly. If something unexpected happened on this day and the traces disappeared, then perhaps it was fate's arrangement.

The two of them took out tents from their storage soul tools and quickly set them up.

Serpent Spear Douluo put down what he was doing and looked at Tang Shan, saying, "Would you like to test your combat power after breaking through to the Transformation Realm?"

The light in his eyes revealed his great curiosity about the so-called "transformation of strength."

Tang Shan hadn't expected such a good thing. He had come directly to the Star Dou Great Forest after breaking through, and he didn't yet have a clear understanding of his own combat strength. However, once he clashed with the Serpent Spear Douluo, he would be able to make a judgment very quickly.

"Be careful, senior."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Shan leaped up like an arrow released from a bow, the air around him whistling as he was pulled. With a light tap of his feet on the ground, he charged towards the Serpent Spear Douluo, enveloped in a gust of wind.

A glint flashed in Serpent Spear Douluo's eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he grasped the jet-black serpent spear in his hand. The spear was surrounded by a chilling and sharp fluctuation of soul power, with faint snake-scale-like patterns lighting up. A cold and malevolent aura swept over him.

As Tang Shan's figure closed in, Serpent Spear Douluo suddenly flicked his wrist, like a serpent emerging from its hole, accompanied by a sharp "hum" that cut through the air.

The spear tip gleamed coldly, precisely targeting Tang Shan's vital points, including his brow, throat, and dantian.

The scattered, cold glints, like shooting stars, instantly blocked all of Tang Shan's escape routes.

brush!

Tang Shan felt a sudden chill run down his spine, a bone-chilling sense of crisis coursing through his body like an electric current, as if countless ice needles were pressing against his skin—an instinctive warning developed through the transformation of internal energy.

He could clearly feel that the tip of the spear was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

P.S.: Two chapters totaling 4000 words today. I'll resume three chapters a day in a few days. Thank you to Pineapple Snow's Lonely Seeker for the donation; the author expresses his sincere gratitude.

Chapter 93 "Rematch" with the Serpent Spear Douluo: Essence, Qi, and Spirit Sublimated - Please Subscribe and Continue Reading

Despite being attacked from all vital points on his body, Tang Shan remained calm and fearless.

Soul power surged into his palm like a tide. He brought his five fingers together and struck repeatedly with a whistling wind, accurately deflecting the fierce attacks that were almost within reach. At the same time, his body fell rapidly as if it were a lead weight, and the strong wind surrounding him stirred up layers of air waves.

With a flick of his wrist, Serpent Spear Douluo twisted and deformed the spear in his hand, making it resemble a living, dark serpent. The spear's scales gleamed with a cold light, and with a sinister and venomous curve, it cunningly coiled around Tang Shan's body.

Clap clap clap clap!

Tang Shan's hands moved with lightning speed, the dense slapping sounds forming a continuous chorus. To onlookers, his arms had already turned into blurry afterimages, so fast that only fleeting afterimages could be caught, making it impossible to discern the trajectory of his moves.

In terms of sheer power, Serpent Spear Douluo was clearly far inferior to him; however, in terms of the shrewdness in seizing opportunities in battle and the combat experience accumulated over many years, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

An invisible gale churned wildly between the two as their fists and spears clashed, the air currents it stirred up cutting through the ground like sharp blades. Fallen leaves on the ground were swept up by the force of the air and flew everywhere. Before they even hit the ground, they were crushed into dust by the aftershocks of the clash and scattered all over the ground.

The spear suddenly thrust forward, its sharp point aimed straight for his throat. Tang Shan instinctively raised his hand to block, but just as his fingertips touched the spear shaft, the spear tip suddenly dipped and, like a snake flicking its tongue, changed direction, aiming straight for the open space in his shoulder socket.

Clearly, after several rounds of fighting, Serpent Spear Douluo had figured out a way to evade Tang Shan's instinctive perception.

The endless barrage of spear shadows, like layers upon layers of raging waves, completely suppressed Tangshan. The impenetrable offensive was like a torrential downpour, each strike carrying a chilling killing intent and exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Is this my limit before I activated my Martial Soul?

Tang Shan felt the crumbling defense, took a deep breath, and then released his martial spirit without hesitation.

His body suddenly swelled up, his bulging muscles rose like rocks, and his tendons stood out like writhing dragons. His internal blood and qi surged and boiled wildly in his meridians like a raging furnace, emitting a dull roar.

An invisible aura suddenly surged from his body into the sky.

He gripped the spear aimed at his brow with his right hand, clearly feeling the violent energy emanating from the spear. The purple soul ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and a rich purple aura spread out like a tide.

His entire left arm swelled wildly again, with dark blue veins coiling around it like strong hemp ropes or twisted, winding snakes, exuding a chilling sense of power.

The physical changes were secondary; the most crucial thing was his exquisite control and perception of force.

With his superior control at the pseudo-god level, Tang Shan instantly sensed a slight stagnation in the Serpent Spear Douluo's power circulation. He gently trembled his hand, seemingly far weaker than his opponent, yet he managed to twist the Serpent Spear by half an inch.

Just as the spear deflected, Tang Shan slammed his left foot into the ground, the earth beneath him groaning under the weight. His thigh, now swollen twice, unleashed unparalleled ferocity, his entire body's strength perfectly harnessed to explode. His figure shot towards the Spear Douluo like an arrow piercing the air, leaving only a deep footprint, barely an inch deep, without a single crack around it. This demonstrated the exquisite control Tang Shan possessed over his power.

"It's always like this."

The Serpent Spear Douluo was already prepared when his martial soul was shaken.

After all, in their previous encounter, his opponent had relied on this keen insight to discern the flaws in his power flow and then launch a close-range attack.

Even though he had already corrected his method of exerting force, Tang Shan still managed to detect that subtle flaw that even he himself hadn't noticed.

Isn't this a good thing? It's not terrible to have flaws; what's terrible is that flaws objectively exist but can never be discovered.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Shan had closed in on them, and countless fist shadows descended like a storm, tearing through the air with a muffled whistling sound.

This time, Serpent Spear Douluo could no longer defend with the spear itself. His powerful soul energy surged into his palm like a tidal wave, and with his physical body, which far surpassed Tang Shan's, he managed to withstand the fierce attack. However, after only a few moves, Serpent Spear Douluo's expression changed slightly.

A variety of distinct forces, some subtle and cunning, some fierce and domineering, some vicious and ruthless, some sharp and piercing, burst forth from Tang Shan's fists, flowing into his arms along his clashing palms, like thousands of steel needles pricking him, bringing a sense of discomfort.

"how is this possible?"

The Serpent Spear Douluo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his eyes filled with disbelief. He knew the soul power imbued in his palms wasn't just for show; how could it be so easily invaded by this force?

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The sound of fists colliding with palms was like a thunderclap, and the violent shockwaves distorted the surrounding air. The two figures crisscrossed through the forest as they fought, and wherever they passed, towering ancient trees snapped and fell, leaving the ground riddled with craters and spiderweb-like cracks spreading in all directions.

"Senior, there's no need to be surprised. Soul power is soul power, and physical strength is physical strength; they cannot be confused."

Tang Shan's body was like a burning torch, radiating an astonishing heat. His skin was as red as a branding iron, and his internal energy and blood were already circulating to their limit, like a dragon churning the seas.

As he spoke, streams of scalding hot air gushed from his mouth and nose, turning into wisps of white mist that rose upwards, revealing the terrifying temperature inside his body.

As the battle intensified, their attack speeds increased uncontrollably, and the intensity of the fight continued to rise.

The Serpent Spear Douluo stopped speaking and gradually activated his own strength. He keenly sensed that Tang Shan's aura was undergoing some kind of transformation, as if he was about to usher in some kind of breakthrough.

Swift action against swift action, violence against violence!

Every collision is a pure clash of forces, every exchange is a head-on confrontation, and even the most exquisite techniques exist only to unleash even greater power.

The surge of qi and blood has broken through the limits of the body, reaching an unprecedented peak;

Soul power surged and roared through the meridians like a raging torrent, then flowed continuously into the fists and feet, mingling with the boiling blood and qi, amplifying the power of every inch of muscle, as if it wanted to burn and boil together with the blood and qi.

His mental energy was both extremely active and extremely dormant.

He was so active that he clearly imprinted every subtle movement of the Serpent Spear Douluo into his mind, frantically deducing and analyzing it in his consciousness to find the most perfect countermeasure.

Every punch and kick delivered by Tangshan, which had been silent until now, had broken free from the shackles of thought and transformed into the body's instinctive counterattack.

When his essence, energy, and spirit all reached their peak, it was as if he was about to undergo some kind of qualitative sublimation. An invisible will began to slowly condense in Tang Shan's body.

Although that will was still in its infancy, it already exuded a chilling sharpness, as if a primordial beast was being conceived within it.

Sensing the nascent will within Tang Shan, Serpent Spear Douluo's eyes narrowed, and a fierce glint appeared on his lips: Since you have this opportunity, why shouldn't I lend you a hand!

In the blink of an eye, an invincible yet ruthless will was channeled into his fists, which he then fiercely unleashed to meet Tang Shan's powerful punch.

Willpower is a formless thing; when applied to a fist, it becomes the intent of a fist; when attached to a knife, it becomes the intent of a knife.

Even though the Serpent Spear Douluo's will was most compatible with his martial soul Serpent Spear, when it was enhanced on his fists, it still unleashed extremely terrifying power, tearing the air apart wherever the fist wind passed.

P.S.: The protagonist is about to comprehend his will. That's all for today's two chapters. Thank you all for your support; I am extremely grateful.

Chapter 94 A near-miss of enlightenment, a serendipitous encounter with the muscle ape (Please subscribe and continue reading)

The will of the Serpent Spear Douluo was like a fuse that precisely ignited a powder keg, instantly causing Tang Shan's spirit and energy to resonate violently, soaring to an extremely mysterious level, and his will began to rapidly sublimate and condense.

However, upon witnessing this scene, a trace of worry immediately flashed across the aged face of the Serpent Spear Douluo. He almost instantly saw through the problem with Tang Shan's breakthrough.

This was ultimately just a friendly competition, not a real life-or-death battle.

Even if Tang Shan managed to capture that spark of enlightenment and try to forge his own will, at the final moment of his will's sublimation, he would definitely lack that ruthless determination to go all out and that resolute determination to forge ahead without ever looking back.

Even if this breakthrough fails, it won't cause Tang Shan any substantial damage. In fact, since he has already touched the critical point of comprehending willpower, he will only be more likely to seize similar opportunities in the future. But the premise is that there will be another chance.

Opportunities to comprehend one's will are rare and precious; they cannot be obtained simply by wishing for them.

No one knows this better than Serpent Spear Douluo himself.

When he comprehended the will, he was already a seven-ring Soul Saint. However, because his fifth Soul Ring was only a common purple, even though he had joined the ranks of Soul Saints, he was always looked down upon by Soul Masters of the same level.

Not to mention that his martial soul is a snake spear, and his self-created spear technique is inherently imbued with the ruthlessness and cunning of a snake. This kind of approach is the least favored by high-level soul masters.

Especially for orthodox weapon spirit masters, in their eyes, insidious and viciousness are the domain of short weapons like daggers. Long weapons like the serpent spear, with their sweeping and powerful attacks, should follow the path of righteousness. Even if the spirit itself has some sinister aspects, it should be honed towards the fierce and powerful nature of the dragon spear, rather than being bound by the nature of the serpent spear.

Later, someone else said something similar to him. The person who gave him that advice was the current sect leader of the Haotian Sect and the father of the famous Haotian Twin Stars.