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

In Tang Shan's view, up until the Douluo III era, the only Title Douluo-level powerhouse on the entire Douluo Star who could rival Di Tian, ​​apart from the protagonist, was probably Yun Ming, the Sea God Pavilion Master, who withstood a level 12 fixed-position soul-guided cannonball, neutralized the power of a city-destroying level, severely injured two Limit Douluo evil soul masters, killed a large number of evil soul master Title Douluos, and finally burned to ashes.

"Alright, although this soul hunt was somewhat dangerous, the gains were still considerable. I will give this soul bone to His Highness when we get back. Tang Shan, if you perform exceptionally well, His Highness may bestow it upon you."

The Serpent Spear Douluo looked at the soul bone that best suited him with some reluctance, but still put it away without hesitation.

Listening to Serpent Spear Douluo's words, Tang Shan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The Spirit Hall really shouldn't have failed.

"Then, senior, let's go."

“I will fly you back. The sooner we get back, the sooner we can report to His Highness. There is no need to stay in the Star Dou Great Forest for long.”

Serpent Spear Douluo released the soul power that had just been fully restored by Bi Ji, then enveloped Tang Shan within it, leaped up, and quickly left.

Clearly, he will likely have a lingering fear of the Star Dou Great Forest for a long time to come.

Not far from where Tangshan and the others had been, three figures stood silently.

"My lord, have you made up your mind? Are you sure you want to go to the human world to take human form and start over?"

At this moment, Di Tian was no longer the imposing figure he had been before, and he asked Gu Yue in a respectful tone.

“That’s right, I’ve learned pretty much everything. There aren’t many spies among the gods in the human world, mainly just the Spirit Hall. The sooner I can transform back into human form and start cultivating again, the sooner my injuries will heal.”

Gu Yue gently stroked the fur of the mythical beast in her arms and spoke slowly.

"Then, my lord, shall I first tell you some basic knowledge about the human world?"

Standing to the side, Biji offered her suggestion. Her words lacked the respect due to Di Tian, ​​instead carrying a gentle tone of caring for her junior.

The silver dragon king was completely unaware that, due to her gluttony, the majestic image she had painstakingly built up over countless years was rapidly collapsing without any hope of recovery.

“Bridget, I’ll have to trouble you these next few years. I’ll first take a closer look at the human world before I switch to cultivation.”

Gazing at the two figures gradually disappearing into the distance, no one could discern the emotions in Gu Yue's eyes.

"Let's go back to the core area."

Gu Yue turned around, her disguise vanishing silently. Her once black hair instantly transformed into long, dazzling silver strands, flowing freely in the wind and radiating a divine radiance that dared not be looked upon directly. Her stunningly beautiful face seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator; a mere fleeting glance was enough to eclipse the world, possessing a nobility and exquisite beauty that transcended all living beings. With a shimmer of silver light, her figure merged into the void, disappearing without a trace.

“Bridget, you should show due respect to your lord.”

Looking at his companion who had been with him for countless years, Di Tian couldn't help but remind her.

"Rest assured, I will certainly respect the Lord."

Bi Ji smiled gently, causing Di Tian to swallow back the words he was about to say.

However, seeing that Biji's somewhat presumptuous words had not angered the master, Di Tian himself began to have some doubts: Could it be that the master was not as dignified as he had imagined?

……

The towering walls of Tiandou City stretch between heaven and earth, their gray-brown bricks etched with the marks of time and the ravages of war. On the walls, soldiers clad in heavy black iron armor stand motionless like statues. Despite the blazing sun overhead, which heats their armor to a scorching temperature, their eyes remain resolute, their faces cold and stern, as if they have become one with the impregnable walls, radiating a chilling aura of menace.

Inside Tiandou City, an old man curiously looked around. His face was wrinkled like old tree bark, making it impossible to tell his exact age, but he was tall and strong, and had a vigorous spirit.

"It's rare for me to get out and about. Douluo Continent seems to have changed a lot, yet it also seems like nothing has changed."

I remember sitting in that chair more than a hundred years ago, wasn't that the guy who devoured stars? He had a pretty impressive name, and his business was doing quite well back then. But now, Star Luo is repeatedly invading our borders, and the Heavenly Dou Empire can only passively defend and resist. If he knew this in the afterlife, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would come back to life.

And then there's Xue Tianming from decades ago. Hey, one Xue Tianming, one Xue Ye—if you knew them, they were father and son; if you didn't, you'd think they were brothers.

The old man's words went unnoticed by those around him, as those two names were now largely unknown. The Douluo Continent lacked a systematic historical education, and its information dissemination channels were extremely limited.

This old man was none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo. He strolled leisurely through Heaven Dou City, feeling the vibrant life and bustling atmosphere of the city. His aged body seemed to have come alive a little more.

"It seems I really should go out more often and experience more human interaction. Maybe I can live a few more years and help Xiaoxue more."

If someone could peer through his withered, lifeless skin, they would be horrified to discover that within this seemingly fragile, aged body lay a vast ocean of vital energy, each surge accompanied by thunderous roars; even more so, an immeasurable, bottomless soul force surged and roared through his meridians, threatening to burst this mortal body at any moment.

The stark contrast between this utterly desolate appearance and the terrifying energy within created a suffocating sense of oppression. No one could imagine the devastating power that would unleash when this suppressed, primordial energy, like a wild beast, finally erupted.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked up at the distant palace, a faint smile appearing on his wrinkled face: "Chen Xin? He's not bad at all, he has some of the style of your father and grandfather back then."

Unfortunately, you are not them. If you dare to stand in Xiaoxue's way, or in the Spirit Hall's way, there will only be one fate.

As he thought of this, an aura resembling that of an ancient ferocious beast flashed across his body.

Inside the palace, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was following behind Ning Fengzhi, suddenly felt a buzzing sound emanating from his martial soul.

He paused instinctively, then caught up with Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Jian, what's wrong?"

Ning Fengzhi noticed the subtle change in Chen Xin just now and asked her with concern.

"I don't know. Just now, my martial spirit sensed an aura and automatically emitted a buzzing sound before returning to calm. I really don't know why."

Though he said this, Chen Xin had a vague guess in his heart. There were only a handful of beings on the entire continent that could trigger a reaction from his martial soul, and the only thing he could think of was probably the "slaughter" by another branch of his family.

P.S.: The Golden Crocodile Enters Heavenly Dou City

Chapter 114 The External Soul Bone of a Humanoid Soul Beast; Ning Fengzhi Wants to Take on a Disciple

"The Dugu family? After so many years, they finally produced a Title Douluo. I just don't know if the problem of their family's martial soul has been solved."

Golden Crocodile Douluo paused briefly in front of a secluded mansion before walking away.

"The Ye family of the Nine-Heart Begonia is fortunate to have survived to this day."

His gaze swept over the remaining forces in his memory, and Golden Crocodile Douluo's figure appeared somewhat desolate. His old friends had all turned to dust, leaving him alone to wander the mortal world.

Who still remembers Xue Tunxing's heroic ambition as he prepared for battle and aimed his sword at Xingluo? Who still remembers Ye Haitang's spirited competition with Ning Fengyun for the title of the continent's number one support?

Who still remembers how Dugu Bo's grandfather used a single breath of poisonous mist to repel thousands of troops?

Time is the most merciless thing; like a dull knife, it wears down the sharpness of countless heroes, swallowing them up in the torrent of history. Perhaps only the high and mighty gods can transcend time and indifferently overlook the vicissitudes of this world.

Unbeknownst to him, Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped in his tracks and looked up at the vermilion gate in front of him—the First Prince's Mansion, they had arrived.

"I have no hope of becoming a god in this life, but I can create a goddess and let her see the eternal landscape for me."

With his gaze returning to its deep intensity, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the guards on either side of the gate. The guards had already noticed the old man before them, whose age was unknown.

"I wonder if the Crown Prince is here? I am a Soul Master and wish to pledge my allegiance to her."

As Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke, a powerful surge of soul energy emanated from his body.

The soldier, who had been somewhat hesitant, sensed the powerful fluctuation of soul energy and his expression changed slightly: "Please wait here for a moment, I will go in and report to the Crown Prince now."

Before he could even turn around and push open the door, it opened automatically.

Xue Qinghe stepped forward first. Upon seeing the old man, the joy on his face vanished in an instant. He then turned to the soldiers on both sides and said, "This is a distinguished guest of my Crown Prince's residence. In the future, you can simply let him pass."

The soldier was puzzled. It seemed that the Crown Prince knew the old man in front of him, but the old man had said earlier that he wanted to join the Crown Prince's ranks without mentioning that he knew the Crown Prince. This was really puzzling.

However, since Xue Qinghe has made this arrangement, they will follow it.

Xue Qinghe was very kind to people, so there was no need to worry about him executing soldiers for a single disagreement. In the eyes of these soldiers, Xue Qinghe had a very good reputation.

Golden Crocodile Douluo followed Xue Qinghe into the hall. After Xue Qinghe dismissed the maids, she eagerly grabbed Golden Crocodile Douluo's arm, her voice instantly reverting to its original soft, feminine tone, her eyes filled with joy as she affectionately shook the old man's arm: "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, what brings you here?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo sat in his seat, his large, wrinkled hand gently patting Xue Qinghe's hand, his eyes full of kindness and gentleness: "I haven't seen Xiao Xue for a long time, and I was thinking of her, so I came out for a walk. By the way, I also wanted to see that Tang Shan you mentioned. We can't let that kid run away with our Spirit Hall's little angel."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe dropped her pretense, rolled her eyes speechlessly, and pouted coquettishly: "Grandpa, what are you thinking? I'm not a three-year-old child, how could I be so easily kidnapped?"

She spoke casually, leaning her head on the old man's shoulder: "He is the master's disciple, not the master himself. I just saw his extraordinary talent and wanted to take extra care of him. Such a talent is indeed worth nurturing."

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As the most senior elder in the Spirit Hall, he was aware of Bibi Dong's past deeds and feared that the child he had watched grow up would repeat the same mistake. Now, after hearing Xue Qinghe's words, it was clear that he had worried unnecessarily.

"Grandpa was overthinking it. Please apologize to Xiaoxue."

Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled and stretched out his withered hand to affectionately rub Xue Qinghe's head.

Xue Qinghe's eyes darted around, as if she had suddenly remembered something. She leaned closer and asked in a coquettish tone, "By the way, Grandpa, how's that soul bone? Has no one in the Spirit Hall been able to absorb it yet? You've been carrying it with you all this time?"

Which soul bone?

After a moment's thought, Golden Crocodile Douluo understood what Xue Qinghe was asking about.

"You're asking about that soul bone that was unearthed along with that beast in the Death Canyon, left behind by that unknown soul beast, right? No one has absorbed it yet. Many people have tried, including all the Title Douluos, but none of them can absorb it. It's not that the energy is raging, but it seems to have special requirements for absorption. If you try to absorb it without meeting those requirements, it will probably shatter and be destroyed."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said with some regret: "According to our speculation, the owner of the soul bone must have fought a great battle with that beast. The two were evenly matched, and in the end, the owner of the soul bone was seriously injured and died. The beast, after being seriously injured, chose to sleep and heal its wounds. It was only later that we discovered it. A being that could be evenly matched with that beast is definitely not simple."

Ignoring the soul beast forced to cower in the Death Canyon, Xue Qinghe hesitated for a moment before deciding to state his purpose directly.

"Grandpa, why don't we let Tang Shan try that soul bone? He has a true martial soul, so maybe he can benefit from absorbing this soul bone. After all, when we first discovered this soul bone, its original owner's remains were also in human form."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Alright, if his talent is indeed amazing enough, what's wrong with letting him try? Anyway, it's just sitting there. Although it's an external soul bone, it still needs to be used to be effective."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Xue Qinghe smiled sincerely, having fulfilled his promise to Tangshan.

……

At this moment, Tang Shan and Serpent Spear Douluo were on their way.

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Inside the imperial study, Ning Fengzhi looked at Emperor Xueye and said, "Your Majesty, this is the general situation of Tangshan."

Emperor Xueye closed his eyes slightly and, after a brief moment of contemplation, slowly spoke: "Sect Leader Ning, Tang Shan is indeed worth winning over and investing in, but there is one problem that has not yet been resolved, and that is about his father. His father is currently still a member of the Spirit Hall."

“Your Majesty, I think we should just let things take their course. In the end, he’s just the head of the Spirit Hall in a small city, with no real status whatsoever. Even though he’s moved up a bit in position after coming to Heaven Dou City, he’s still quite a distance from the true core. As long as we can win over the Tang brothers, Tang Shan and Su Yuntao, to our side, his father will surely see the situation clearly and won’t try to pull them back to the Spirit Hall. After all, no one is stupid enough to be the head of the Spirit Hall in a small city.”

Ning Fengzhi's answer was calm and unhurried, yet full of confidence. In his view, no matter how great the influence of the Spirit Hall was, it was still somewhat beyond its reach due to the distance. On the other hand, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Royal Family were right under his nose, and the investment was so generous. Tang Shan would not hesitate at all in choosing between them.

“That makes sense. From now on, we should try to win over the two brothers from Tangshan.”

Emperor Xueye acknowledged Ning Fengzhi's analysis and decided to work with him to increase investment in Tangshan.

"By the way, Your Majesty, I have another request to make today."

Ning Fengzhi was pleased to see that both sides had reached a basic consensus on the handling of Tangshan, and he also revealed another purpose of his visit to the palace.

"If there's anything I can help with, I certainly won't refuse."

Emperor Xueye raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He then picked up the teapot, poured himself another cup of tea, and began to speak.

"I am very pleased with the Crown Prince because he is polite, humble, and organized. I hope I can become his teacher."

"Sect Leader Ning wishes to take Qinghe as his disciple?"

Emperor Xueye was somewhat surprised, knowing that Xue Qinghe's cultivation talent was not particularly outstanding, and he was not a top choice to be a disciple.

"It's not a master-disciple relationship, but a teacher-student relationship. After all, I've been the sect leader for so many years, and I can still teach the Crown Prince a lot about etiquette and interpersonal skills. Moreover, with Qinghe as a link, perhaps our esteemed sect and the empire can engage in deeper cooperation."

Emperor Xueye understood the meaning behind Ning Fengzhi's words. He was optimistic about Xue Qinghe's future and planned to invest in him. Furthermore, if Xue Qinghe could truly make it to the end, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be able to forge a deeper bond with the Heaven Dou Empire.

To be honest, when Emperor Xueye learned that Ning Fengzhi wanted to interfere in the struggle for the throne, he was somewhat displeased. In his view, the struggle for the throne was ultimately his family matter, and he could control everything if his subordinates participated. However, if the powerful Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were to intervene, the nature of everything would change. Ning Fengzhi himself was a force capable of shifting the balance of power and turning the tide.