Douluo Dragon King: I am the Holy Lord of the Abyss, the King of Eternal Night

Chapter 740 The Best Arrangement!

"Well----"

Looking at Ouyang Zixin, who was smiling in front of him, Tang Wulin blushed slightly and scratched his head again, unsure of what to say.

But his heart began to race uncontrollably; it felt like he had encountered his beloved from years ago again.

"Shrek Academy has disbanded, and the Tang Sect voluntarily submitted to the Federation after the deaths of its two hall masters. Now I have nowhere to go, so I might as well stay here in the East Sea—"

Tang Wulin thought to himself.

Six months ago, his long-lost parents reappeared and were rescued from an altar by federal personnel, and later settled in the East China Sea.

Now, seeing his former senior again, Tang Wulin finally feels at home in this world.

"Perhaps this isn't so bad—"

Tang Wulin smiled slightly, staring blankly at the woman in front of him.

In the sky, Ah Yin, dressed in a blue robe, looked down at her grandson, a gentle smile appearing on her pretty face.

"Wu Lin, just live your life well, and never get involved in the mistakes your father made—"

Ah Yin murmured softly.

She no longer asks for anything. Her master said that as long as Tang Wulin doesn't cause trouble, he will spare his life.

Now, all of this is the best possible outcome.

Then Ah Yin's figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.

The Abyss Saint has lured an evil plane to come, and she will cooperate with the Abyss Saint to wipe out this evil plane without leaving a trace.

After all, these evil planes all belong to the command of that one powerful being, and they must develop secretly without anyone noticing, without making the slightest mistake.

"Um?"

After Ah Yin left, Tang Wulin suddenly looked up at the sky, but found nothing there, and muttered to himself.

"Strange, I definitely felt someone watching me just now—"

But feeling the sea breeze coming from the beach, Tang Wulin shook his head slightly and continued to look at the senior in front of him.

"Why! Why!"

"Why did Elder Long disband Shrek Academy! Why did the Tang Sect have to submit to the Federation! Why have all the organizations I've been loyal to betrayed me!"

Late at night, in a tavern at the end of an alley in Shrek City, Wu Changkong was drinking a bottle of strong liquor, his eyes filled with the sadness of being betrayed.

In his life, he once had a woman he loved deeply, but later he discovered that she was an evil spirit master of the Holy Spirit Cult, and that she had joined Shrek Academy to obtain information about the academy.

Although the woman eventually reformed, she was murdered by her father.

That was the first time he had ever lost love.

From that moment on, his heart belonged entirely to Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect.

But now that Shrek Academy and Tang Sect have both abandoned him, he doesn't know where to go from here.

He lost both love and loyalty.

Suddenly, Wu Changkong seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"No! I have another goal! I'm going to find Jiang Xiu to avenge my master! I'm going to defeat him!"

Fueled by alcohol, Wu Changkong no longer cared that Jiang Xiu was a Divine Realm expert; he had to make his life meaningful.

After all, he had sworn that unless Jiang Xiu could revive his master, he would make Jiang Xiu pay the price he deserved!

"Yes! I'm going to find Jiang Xiu—"

Wu Changkong staggered out of the tavern, but bumped into a man dressed in black robes as soon as he stepped outside.

"Um?"

Wu Changkong was about to slip past, but when he saw the face of the person under the black robe, he suddenly froze on the spot.

"Master—Master!"

Wu Changkong exclaimed in disbelief.

"I—I can't believe my eyes!"

The person before him was none other than his master, who had died many years ago!

"Finally found you, kid."

Beneath the black robe, Zhuo Shi slowly spoke.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Wu Changkong immediately realized that it was indeed his master!

"Master, you—you're not dead?!"

Zhuo Shi raised an eyebrow and said irritably, "You really want me dead?"

No—no.

Wu Changkong shook his head hurriedly, but he still felt incredulous that his master had actually come back to life!

"Alright, stop thinking about it. I've come to take you away this time."

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"Huh? You're taking me away?"

Wu Changkong was stunned upon hearing this, but then another possibility came to mind.

Could it be that his lifespan had come to an end, and his master was taking him down with him?

"I never expected that I would lose my chance to avenge my great grudge before it was even realized," Wu Changkong sighed.

However, he still felt a sense of relief; he was no longer alone, even if he was going down there.

"Let's go. The Abyss Plane is lacking in combat power. I think you're quite good. Come with me and contribute to the Douluo Plane."

Zhuo Shi didn't realize what Wu Changkong was thinking. He grabbed Wu Changkong's shoulder and led him into the darkness.

Wu Changkong let Zhuoshi hold him, becoming even more certain in his heart that his master wanted to take him away.

After all, the war between the Douluo Continent and the Abyss Continent had already ended, but his master was still unaware of it, which was clearly because his master had died too young.

Inside the underground research institute at the Tang Clan headquarters.

"Continue testing the data; combining divine power with soul tools will definitely be the biggest breakthrough for soul tools in the future!"

In a silver testing room, Ling Zichen was constantly observing the soul guidance screen in front of him, which displayed a strangely shaped soul guidance device.

This soul tool is covered with dense arrays of soul guidance patterns, but unlike ordinary soul tools, these arrays contain a peculiar power, and what connects these arrays is divine power!

As he watched the data keep appearing on the screen, Ling Zichen's eyes burned with even more fervor.

The reason why the soul guidance technology in the Douluo plane has not made a breakthrough is not only due to the lack of resources, but also because it does not know where to develop. After all, the strongest soul master in the past ten thousand years has been the Limit Douluo Quasi-God level.

But now the appearance of the gods has shown her a path to the future.

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That is to combine soul guidance technology with divine power to create a soul guidance device that can be used by gods!

"Traditional divine artifacts are utterly inadequate; I'm going to create soul tools that are more suitable for the gods!"

"Ideally, we could develop soul-guided warships capable of navigating space, and fixed-mount soul-guided cannonballs capable of piercing an entire dimension with a single shot!"

Ling Zichen's heart was filled with unwavering determination, and his eyes burned with passion.

Furthermore, since the Tang Sect submitted to the Federation, the Federation's high-ranking officials have been strongly supporting her research, and she now only needs to devote herself to the production and research of soul tools.

"Xiao Ai, continue testing until you calculate the most accurate result!"

Immediately, Ling Zichen continued to give instructions.