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

"Is there a solution?"

Xue Ba practically gritted his teeth as he asked that question.

According to records, there is no solution.

Zhang Huanyun slowly shook his head: "At least, it is currently impossible to eradicate this curse from the very origin of the abyss races. Historically, those who have been afflicted have either been abducted and never heard from again, or, after trying various methods of suppression, ultimately exploded and died."

"What if someone else helps and forcibly suppresses it..." Xue Ba's face flushed slightly, and he had a selfless thought.

The root of this curse is its ability to continuously increase the target's desires, but with the help of other members of the opposite sex, it might be able to be resolved...

To be honest, the reason Luo Yang was cursed by the Black Emperor was because he wanted to save her. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to offer herself in return...

"I've tried it."

Zhang Huanyun said, "The Legion's senior once tried at great cost to save a Title Douluo who was cursed by this curse, and married him to many women. As a result, after persisting for three years, during a suppression process, the Title Douluo exploded into a blood mist from the inside out in front of everyone."

"The backlash from this curse is beyond imagination."

A suffocating silence once again enveloped the hall.

"We need to consider the matter of the curse more carefully. Perhaps there are other hidden traditions or methods on the mainland."

Zhang Huanyun took a deep breath and forcibly changed the subject: "Right now, there is another urgent matter. Luoyang can no longer remain in the Endless Mountains."

All the Blood Gods were taken aback upon hearing this.

"He received a dimensional blessing, causing too much commotion," Zhang Huanyun said in a deep voice. "The Abyss Saint King couldn't possibly have been unaware. The next Abyss Tide will likely target Luoyang! We must move him to a safer place."

"But..." Several Blood Gods who had deep feelings for Luoyang looked reluctant and hesitated to speak.

"How about we reconsider? Let's leave Luoyang behind."

Xue Qi couldn't help but speak up, "With the potential this child has shown and that miraculous martial spirit, given time to grow, he will definitely be the ultimate weapon against the Abyss in the future! He might even be able to solve the Abyss problem that has plagued the continent for six thousand years!"

This suggestion caused many Blood Gods to exchange glances.

They have been stationed here for many years, dedicating their youth and passion to this harsh and cold land. Who wouldn't want to finally end this endless war?

The abyssal creatures are endless, yet our own soldiers are truly sacrificing themselves. Every loss is like tearing a piece of our heart out.

The martial spirit of Luoyang brings a revolutionary possibility: the resurrection of one's own warriors!

This means that, facing the Abyss's overwhelming numbers, the Blood God Legion will gain unprecedented resources for a protracted war! This is not just a glimmer of hope, it's practically the rising sun at dawn!

But at that moment, Xue Ba's cold voice rang out.

"I agree to send Luoyang away."

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

Xue Ba met everyone's gaze and said clearly, "I understand everyone's reluctance, and I also understand the fundamental reason why you want to stay in Luoyang. His martial spirit may be our greatest hope in the fight against the Abyss."

"But have you ever considered what this hope is based on?"

She suddenly changed the subject: "Luoyang must survive safely and grow up smoothly! Staying on the front line means he is constantly exposed to the blade of the abyss!"

"Today there's the Black Emperor's projection; what if the Abyss Saint Lord himself were to appear next time? What would we use to stop him? This isn't protecting hope; it's gambling Luoyang's life on a future with no hope at all!"

Her words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

"Blood Eight is right."

Xue Yi sighed, "Luoyang is still a child. Protecting the continent is the responsibility of us old folks, not his. It's not his place to shoulder the burden of ending the war. That's too cruel and unfair."

The other Blood Gods looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

After a few seconds of silence, Blood Seven was the first to raise his head: "Blood Eight and Brother One are right! We're still alive, so it's our turn to fight! Luo Yang must be sent away; he needs a safe environment to grow up in, not a bloody battlefield!"

"That's right! We can die, but the future of Douluo cannot be ruined! Luoyang must live!"

"Yes! Send him away! To the safest place!"

The Blood Gods quickly reached a consensus and reversed their attitude.

"So, where should we send him?" Blood Two asked the crucial question.

Xue Ba had clearly considered this beforehand and immediately gave his answer: "The Leng family."

Seeing everyone looking at her, she explained, "Luoyang's parents have been friends with the Leng family for generations, especially with Leng Yaozhu, the current head of the Leng family and deputy tower master of the Spirit Pagoda. It is most suitable for her to protect and teach Luoyang."

Shrek City, Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu... these names combined undoubtedly provide the strongest security and the best platform for growth.

Zhang Huanyun looked around and, seeing no further objections, finally made the decision:

"Alright! Without further ado, arrange it quickly. Xue Ba will personally escort Luoyang secretly to Shrek City and hand it over to His Majesty Leng Yaozhu!"

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Inside the medical room, all was quiet.

Luo Yang sat cross-legged on the medical bed.

An invisible yet tangible aura of death and desolation was quietly spreading around him.

This aura was not violent, but it carried a desolate and majestic indifference to life, as if it came from an ancient battlefield.

As it passed by, the soul-guided medical equipment in the room emitted abnormal alarms, and the data on the screens began to fluctuate and become disordered.

"This is... the innate domain that comes with a martial soul?"

Luo Yang focused his mind on his body, carefully sensing the power that was closely connected to his own martial soul.

Consciousness seemed to enter a gray and white void, a place that was deathly silent and empty, yet seemed to contain infinite possibilities.

Luoyang carefully savored the wonders of the field.

Although there were no undead in the area, he could clearly sense that all undead within the area would receive a terrifying 300% boost to all their attributes!

Moreover, as long as the core of the soul remains intact, even if limbs are severed, they can regenerate quickly!

This pure percentage-based amplification ability is the pinnacle of all-purpose stats. Unlike fixed-value amplification, which diminishes with level, this ability becomes increasingly powerful as the level of Luoyang increases.

Just like the inherited martial soul of the White Tiger Dai family of the Star Luo Empire 20,000 years ago, the first few soul skills were almost all percentage-based amplification, which established the Dai family's status as a top-tier offensive type.

Moreover, this "Catastrophe Realm" is itself like a plane of the dead.

In the future, the undead creatures he resurrected will not only exist in the outside world, but will also reside in this realm, waiting to be summoned at any time.

"The innate domain of a god-level martial soul is indeed on a completely different level from ordinary domains..."

Luo Yang couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, and at the same time, a wave of excitement welled up inside him.

He likes this kind of simple and brutal intensity; the left punch deals high damage, and the right punch deals high damage.

It's like playing a game; if you don't play supermodel monsters, are you going to play sewers? Unless you have a special fetish.