Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

Blade Demon! That's Number Nine's title.

He was a burly man, no less imposing than Long Yue back then. His face was obscured by the system, so his appearance was not visible, but his physique was extremely imposing, and his whole body exuded a wild aura. The giant sword in his hand was his martial spirit, which was more than four meters long and was officially named the Dragon Slayer Sword.

The Dragon Slayer Blade is entirely dark red, with strange patterns on the blade that resemble severed dragons. Eight spirit rings—four purple and four black—flag on the blade, signifying an eight-ringed Soul Douluo.

His battle armor was also dark red, almost identical to his Dragon Slayer Blade. A single roar to the heavens was enough to shatter the very air around him.

Ye Xinglan had never encountered an opponent with such overwhelming momentum. Their aura was so powerful it seemed as if mountains and rivers were about to crumble.

Faced with her opponent's powerful aura, she was unable to fully unleash the unity of her body and sword. Her own sword intent was greatly disturbed.

Sword—Star—Soul!

Ye Xinglan uttered three words slowly and deliberately. With each word, the sword shadow at the tip of the Star God Sword would increase by three meters. When she swung the sword with extremely heavy force, it was as if a galaxy was pouring down from the sky. Although the two sides were hundreds of meters apart, the huge sword shadow arrived in front of the Mad Wind Blade Demon Sima Jinchi in an instant.

Sima Jinchi's expression changed slightly, but he still swung the Dragon Slayer Blade upwards without hesitation.

A colossal blade shadow, accompanied by the mournful howl of a dragon, resounded through the heavens, while the overwhelming sword shadow and sword star soul, carrying the terrifying aura of a collapsing galaxy, clashed with it.

The match had only been going on for a short time, but at this point, the final clashes had already begun.

The instant the sword spirit and the blade spirit clashed in mid-air, the sky was suddenly torn apart, and the entire arena trembled violently. Immediately afterward, a massive black vortex appeared at the center of their collision. Countless stars were swallowed, and the mournful dragon roar ceased.

All eyes of the audience froze at the same moment. But the next instant, a shattering sound, as if tearing the entire world apart, rang out.

The earth cracked, and dozens of huge, crisscrossing gaps suddenly appeared in the ground in the center of the arena.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of booming sounds shattered countless lights and shadows in the sky.

The crisscrossing sword energy and wild blade light erupted vividly on the competition stage.

The roar lingered for a good ten seconds before gradually subsiding. On the arena, only one figure remained standing. The massive Dragon Slayer Blade lay on the ground, its surface crisscrossed with sword marks. The girl opposite him, however, had long since vanished completely in the terrifying collision.

"What a fine sword!" Sima Jinchi shouted, then shouldered his Dragon-Slaying Blade and strode away.

"Snap!" The Starship pod opened.

Ye Xinglan sat up in the Starry Sky pod, her face pale. Her skin was an unhealthy pale white.

"Sister Xinglan, are you alright?" Xu Lizhi's concerned voice came from outside.

"Lizhi, I..." With a soft hum, she fell back into the Starship pod.

Xu Lizhi practically transformed into a whirlwind, rushing into the inner room. He no longer cared that Ye Xinglan was completely naked; he quickly carried her out of the Starship pod and placed her on the bed outside.

Ye Xinglan's breathing was weak, but fortunately, her heartbeat was still steady. She was clearly exhausted.

……

"Congratulations, I didn't expect you to have reached such a level." Looking at the disciple in front of her, Tianfeng Douluo Leng Yaozhu could only sigh in admiration.

She witnessed the entire assessment process, which could only be described as unimaginable to her. Gu Yuena's performance throughout the assessment couldn't be described as perfect; it was practically flawless. It immediately alarmed the Master of the Spirit Pagoda.

At only fifteen or sixteen years old, she directly became a prospective Spirit Messenger, making her the youngest person in the entire history of the Spirit Tower since the position of Spirit Messenger was established.

The master of the Spirit Pagoda has even said that as long as Gu Yuena can break through to the eighth-ring Soul Douluo level and possess a three-word battle armor, he will exceptionally promote her to a formal Spirit Pagoda Envoy, making her a true high-ranking member of the Spirit Pagoda.

Gu Yuena will undoubtedly become the leading figure among the younger generation of the Spirit Pagoda. Without a doubt!

"Thank you, teacher." Gu Yuena nodded slightly to Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yaozhu sighed softly, "Watching you grow up day by day, your teacher is getting old too. The Spirit Pagoda of the future belongs to you young people."

Gu Yuena gently shook her head. "Teacher, you're not old at all. I'm still far from old."

Leng Yaozhu smiled slightly, "Where is the difference? With a seven-ring cultivation level, and without either side using their battle armor, you almost completely and overwhelmingly defeated a Title Douluo. If that's still a difference, we old folks wouldn't be able to survive! In my opinion, once you reach the Title Douluo level, who knows how powerful you'll become. By the way, your spiritual power should have reached the Spirit Domain Realm, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to summon elements to such an extent."

"Mm." Gu Yuena nodded gently.

She closed the door, her expression turning cold. She slowly walked to the window and gazed into the distance. From her room, she could see directly in the direction of Shrek City.

"He'll come back sooner or later," she murmured to herself.

……

The entire Douluo Continent has been talking about the Star Dou Battle Network All-Federation Challenge recently. Reaching the finals, and with the Federation's deliberate promotion, it has now become a major event for the entire Federation.

The Blood God Legion was no exception. After the first round of the finals, two of the eight finalists belonged to the Blood God Legion. Gu You was one of them, and the other was Qian Chi, the commander of the Blood God Legion's Guard.

Qianci slowly walked into the rest area, quietly went to the coffee shop, and ordered a cup of black coffee.

The coffee shop was now packed. Everything supplied by the Blood God Legion was top-notch, including the coffee. He looked around and saw that all the tables were occupied. His gaze swept across the room briefly before finally settling on a table in the corner.

There was only one person sitting there, but all the tables around were full. The person sat there, looking out the window with a faint smile on their face, lost in thought.

Even though you can only see his profile, it's still captivating; his face is unbelievably handsome.

With Qian Chi's keen eyesight, he could naturally see every detail clearly...

(End of this chapter)