Douluo Dragon King: The Calamity of the Dead, Reviving Qian Renxue

A giant beast with golden fur all over its body and wings on its back rushed in.

Standing nearly two meters tall at the shoulders, covered in blood, with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left hind leg, the ferocity burning in his golden eyes remained undiminished.

Upon entering, it unleashed a deafening roar, attempting to intimidate and disperse the humans before it.

however--

The three people in the room reacted with an eerily calm demeanor.

Leng Yaozhu even raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "They've delivered themselves to your doorstep."

Xue Ba stood with his arms crossed, his eyes scrutinizing him.

Luo Yang watched with great interest.

This feels like takeout being delivered to my door.

Golden-haired Mastiff: "???"

It felt its authority as a apex predator had been severely challenged! What's wrong with these humans?!

"roar--!!!"

It let out another, even more furious roar, trying to intimidate these ignorant humans.

The response it received was still calm, even carrying a silent disdain that seemed to say, "You're disturbing me."

The golden-haired lion instinctively sensed something was wrong and subtly took half a step back, its gaze sweeping towards the open doorway.

The wind is tight, shout!

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep, it saves us some trouble," Leng Yaozhu's cold voice rang out.

She didn't even move her feet, she just waved her hand.

An invisible field of soul energy instantly enveloped the entire room.

The golden-haired lion-dog was horrified to find itself seemingly trapped in solidified amber, unable to move even a single paw.

It was lifted into the air and slowly "floated" to Leng Yaozhu's front.

Even in dire straits, the ferocity in this beast's eyes remained undiminished. Baring its fangs, its golden pupils stared intently at the human before it, and it continuously emitted threatening growls from its throat.

"Did you see that?" Leng Yaozhu said to Luo Yang, "The golden-haired lion-mastiff's arrogance is etched in its blood. Its will is more tenacious and ferocious than that Titan ape from before. Are you sure... you want to choose it?"

Xue Ba also cast a concerned glance.

Luoyang did not answer immediately.

He walked up to the lion-mastiff and looked up at the ferocious beast that was several times his size.

Eyes facing each other.

He could clearly sense the defiance and anger in the other's eyes, the pride of a top-tier soul beast.

"I'm sure." Luo Yang spoke slowly, "Aunt Leng, please perform the spirit transfer ceremony for me."

Leng Yaozhu gave him a deep look, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

The path to becoming a strong person is inherently fraught with risks. How can one climb to the top if one is hesitant and timid?

"it is good."

She formed a hand seal, and crimson soul power surged from her palms, weaving into a complex magic array in the air.

Ancient incantations flowed from her red lips.

A golden six-pointed star array lit up simultaneously at the feet of Luo Yang and the golden-haired lion-dog, enveloping the man and the beast in its light.

The spirit transmission ceremony begins.

In the center of the magic circle, the golden-haired lion-mastiff's eyes were completely ferocious.

It's happening again...

It's that same force trying to enslave it again!

That human ant named Qian Gu Zhang Ting has already been toyed with once.

Now, another one?

Damn!

They all deserve to die!!

"roar--!!!"

A violent will erupted like a torrent, surging towards Luoyang!

That wasn't a soul force impact, but a pure mental crushing.

The golden-haired lion mastiff will use its millennia-old ferocity and pride to directly destroy this human's sanity!

"boom!"

Luo Yang swayed slightly.

He felt as if he had been thrown into the eye of a storm.

Roaring hurricanes came from all directions, each gust of wind carrying the furious roar of a golden-haired lion mastiff.

You insignificant ant! You dare to challenge me?!

I'll tear you to pieces! I'll chew your bones to bits!

Kneel down! Kneel down and beg for mercy! Kneel down and wait to die!

My vision began to blur.

My eardrums are buzzing.

Luo Yang felt as if his consciousness was a small boat in a storm, which could be smashed into pieces by the giant waves at any moment.

"Luoyang!" Xue Ba couldn't help but take a step forward, but Leng Yaozhu raised her hand to stop him.

"Trust him." Leng Yaozhu's voice was soft, but her red eyes were fixed on the boy in the magic circle.

Inside the magic circle, a cruel pleasure flashed in the eyes of the golden-haired lion-mastiff.

ended.

This human will soon suffer a mental breakdown and become an idiot. This is the consequence of trying to control it!

however--

Luoyang did not kneel.

He didn't even bend over.

"Not bad willpower," Luo Yang said. His voice was soft, yet it miraculously pierced through all the roars.

"pity……"

You've got one thing wrong.

Luoyang took a step forward.

Just one step.

But the light from the entire magic array suddenly dimmed for a moment.

"I'm not trying to control you," he said. "I'm trying to... show you even higher mountains."

The moment the words fell—

"Buzz!"

Grayish-white ripples spread out from Luoyang as the center.

Natural Disaster Zone, Full Power!

Frost instantly formed on the floor of the testing room, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the walls, and the air was filled with the scent of grave soil and death.

Behind Luoyang, a three-meter-tall skeletal phantom slowly emerged, clad in ferocious bone armor, wielding a dark red longsword, its blood-red eyes gazing emptyly down upon the world.

Leng Yaozhu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Blood Eight's red lips were slightly parted.

The moment this phantom appeared, the golden-haired lion roared...

Stopped abruptly.

For the first time, the ferocity in his golden pupils was replaced by a deeper emotion.

fear.

That was a fear stemming from the instinct for survival.

It's like a herbivore seeing its predator, or a mortal gazing into an abyss.

What... what is this...?

The lion mastiff's consciousness was trembling.

But pride wouldn't allow it to back down.

The ferocity of a thousand years of fighting overwhelmed fear at the last moment, and it gathered all its spiritual power to launch a final, frenzied counterattack!

I am a golden-haired lion mastiff! A descendant of an ancient ferocious beast!

I once tore apart a ten-thousand-year-old ice bear on the far northern ice plains!

I once fought a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear in Sunset Canyon for three days and three nights without a clear winner!

I--

"so what?"

The sound of Luoyang, calm and still, interrupted all its roars.

"Have you ever seen the real sky?" Luo Yang asked softly, looking calmly at the golden-haired lion.

The lion mastiff was stunned.

"It's not a sky fragmented by cages, nor a sky obscured by mountains," Luo Yang continued, "it's a complete, vast sky where stars are born and annihilated."

He raised his right hand, palm up.

"Your enemies have never been other soul beasts, nor those humans who want to form contracts with you."

The five fingers slowly closed.

"Your enemy is this world itself."

"boom--!!!"

An indescribable will erupted from Luo Yang's frail body!

That wasn't murderous intent, nor was it intimidation; rather, it was a more magnificent and domineering "declaration of existence."

I am here, and this is my territory.

All things should bow down, rules should be rewritten, and heaven and earth should make way for me!

Faced with this will, the ferocity accumulated by the golden-haired lion mastiff over thousands of years is as fragile as dewdrops in the sunlight.

No... impossible...

The lion mastiff's consciousness began to collapse.

It was as if it saw itself standing on an endless mountain peak, with a herd of beasts crawling at its feet, but when it looked up, the sky was still so high and distant that it filled it with despair.

From an even higher vantage point, one can see Luoyang standing even higher, its back to the heavens, gazing up at the sky that the heavens can never reach.

gap.

The fundamental difference.

escape!

We must escape!

Otherwise... it will be completely erased!

But the golden-haired lion-dog couldn't move. The magic circle had locked its body, and that will had locked its soul.

I... I refuse to accept this...

The golden-haired lion roared in its heart, making its final struggle.

I am a golden-haired lion mastiff... a descendant of an ancient ferocious beast... how could I submit to a human cub...

The last vestiges of pride are still holding them together, but collapse is imminent.

finally--

Golden light surged from the lion-mastiff's body, flowing into Luo Yang's body like rivers flowing into the sea. It eventually solidified into a deep purple soul ring.

At the same time, a palm-sized golden lion-mastiff phantom appeared on Luo Yang's shoulder.

The transmission of the spirit is complete.

The testing room was completely silent.

"It's...it's a success," Leng Yaozhu murmured.

She had witnessed countless spirit transmission rituals, but never one like this. It wasn't about forcibly suppressing the spirit with magic arrays or violently conquering it with soul power, but about using willpower to make the other party truly agree.

"This kid..." Blood Eight's lips curled into a smile, "always manages to surprise people."

At this moment, the golden-haired lion-dog, who had just become a spirit, was still somewhat bewildered.

It glanced at Luoyang, then looked down at its ethereal claws, and finally turned to look at the spot where its original body had been.

The body is still there?!

But does it look dead, or alive?

"You're not dead." Luo Yang's voice rang directly in its consciousness. "You're just living in a different form."

The golden-haired lion mastiff remained silent.

Therefore, it has become the soul of a human...

This is a disgrace to its pride.

"You should know about the souls that followed Spirit Ice Douluo ten thousand years ago, right?" Luo Yang's voice continued. "Without a doubt, they all became gods."

The golden-haired lion mastiff shuddered.

Becoming a god?!

For both Soul Masters and Soul Beasts, becoming a god is an eternal pursuit.

"And I," Luo Yang said calmly, yet with absolute confidence, "am destined to become a god. Are you... willing to walk this path with me?"

The golden-haired lion mastiff remained silent.

There was resentment.

It was humiliating.

But deep down there's still a faint but real... longing.

A yearning for something higher.

Finally, the golden-haired lion mastiff let out a low, but no longer hostile, roar.

It chose to believe.

As Leng Yaozhu watched this scene, flames burned deep within her crimson eyes.

The Leng family lacks a pillar of strength, a genius who can awe all heroes.

And now, a genius is right before our eyes.

She was about to speak—

"Which idiot dares to steal the soul I've set my sights on?!"

A furious roar erupted from the end of the corridor.

We've arrived at Qian Gu Zhang Ting.