Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

In the dimly lit underground cave, the deathly silence was broken by a crisp cracking sound.

"Click—"

The blue-silver spider cocoon, which had been dormant for decades, suddenly developed a fine crack. The crack spread rapidly like a spider web, and a ghostly blue light poured out from the fissure, illuminating the dusty stone wall.

With a soft tearing sound, a delicate spider, its entire body crystal clear and as if sculpted from blue silver crystal, slowly crawled out of the broken cocoon.

Unlike ordinary spider-like spirit beasts, she was not ferocious and ugly; instead, she possessed a strange and beautiful quality. Her eight long spider legs were adorned with golden patterns unique to emperors, and her translucent abdomen emitted a soft halo.

Blue Silver Spider King!

Even more incredibly, this soul beast, whose body emanated only tens of thousands of years of soul power fluctuations, spoke clearly in human language as soon as it landed.

"strangeness……"

She raised her forelimbs, sharp yet translucent, and looked at her inhuman body with some confusion, muttering to herself, "Haven't I already sacrificed myself?"

Before she could sort out her chaotic thoughts, a throbbing sensation originating from the deepest part of her bloodline awakened her senses.

It was a lament that transcended distance.

Thousands of miles away in the Blue Silver Weave Forest, the Blue Silver Spider clan, who shared the same roots as her, was suffering a one-sided massacre! The despair of countless people being forcibly drained was clearly transmitted to the depths of her soul.

She instinctively wanted to rush over, but the weakness in her body kept her rooted to the spot.

Suppressing the surging emotions in her blood, she began to look around.

Although the cave was dilapidated, it still contained a stone bed and table carved out of a corner, and even traces of soul power execution left by sharp blades remained on the stone walls. There were indeed traces of human habitation here, but the thick layer of dust indicated that no one had set foot here for a long time.

She dragged her newborn body and slowly crawled out of the ground, following the faint airflow from the cave entrance.

The blinding sunlight streamed through the lush canopy of trees, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees. Looking at the towering ancient trees surrounding her and the distant, faint roars of high-level soul beasts, she instantly recognized the place.

Starry Sky Forest.

Standing in the sunlight, her subjective memory remained at the moment of her resolute sacrifice and the dissipation of her soul. But in the next instant, the subconscious memories of this blue silver spider cocoon, which had been dormant in this place for many years, surged forth like a burst dam, forcibly synchronizing with her soul.

In those blurry, fragmented images, she saw a figure radiating a warm golden light.

That man had sat cross-legged countless times in the dim cave, quietly cultivating beside the giant cocoon.

Until one day, the golden figure got up and left, and never returned.

"Brother Ji...is that you?"

Ah Dong murmured softly. A hint of human sorrow and deep longing flashed in his dark blue compound eyes.

"Buzz—"

A mournful cry from the depths of her bloodline broke her thoughts once more. The Blue Silver Forest's defenses were crumbling, and the tragic deaths of her own kind urged this newly born "Spider Queen" to rush to their aid.

Adong suddenly snapped back to reality. She closed her eyes and carefully assessed her current situation.

This reborn body, at most, has a cultivation level of only about 30,000 years.

With this kind of strength, let alone crossing half a continent to return to the Blue Silver Weaving Forest, even in the mixed zone of the Star Dou Great Forest, he could easily become the meal of other soul beasts.

Going back now would be like a moth drawn to a flame. Not only would it fail to save the people, but it would also betray his efforts from back then.

Adong hesitated for a moment. In the end, human reason prevailed over the instincts of the soul beast.

Only by surviving and becoming strong as soon as possible can there be hope for reunion and revenge.

She turned around, her back to the direction of the Blue Silver Weave Forest, and with a sudden burst of strength from her eight crystalline spider legs, she nimbly leaped onto the thick trunk of a towering ancient tree.

"puff--"

A supple, pale golden spider silk shot out from its tail and precisely attached itself to a branch of another giant tree dozens of meters away. Using the silk as a guide, A-Dong swung silently through the dense canopy.

Instead of crawling on the ground, she completely concealed herself in the shadows of mid-air, weaving a web among the treetops for leverage as she slowly crept into the deeper, more dangerous areas of the Starry Sky Forest.

.......

Inside the Douluo Palace, the main gate was tightly closed.

The hall was unlit, except for the faint golden glow emanating from the six-winged angel statue atop the highest point of the dome. Qian Xunji sat upright in the head seat directly beneath the statue, his fingertips tapping absently on the armrest.

Below the steps, there are two rows.

On the left are the outer realm retainers led by Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the inner realm powerhouses led by Silver Crocodile Douluo.

On the right were Xiong Jun, Wan Yao Wang, and more than ten other transformed ferocious beasts. These twenty-odd warriors, who had reached the level 95 threshold or possessed over 100,000 years of cultivation, were somewhat nervous at this moment.

Because before them stood a quasi-god.

After learning what had happened, Qian Xunji summoned them; he needed to teach this group a lesson.

Once Qian Daoliu initiates the Ninth Trial Sacrifice, the Spirit Empire will inevitably face a brief period of leaderlessness. These unruly Title Douluos and ferocious beasts with bloodlust ingrained in their bones are prone to causing trouble if there is no absolute military suppression.

"One month from now, I will take the final step." Qian Xunji stopped tapping on the armrest. His voice wasn't loud, but it forced everyone to strain their soul power to listen.

"I do not want any inappropriate voices to emerge in the Empire during this period."

The beasts all bowed their heads. Xiong Jun even tucked his hands into his sleeves. The rules of the ferocious beasts were the simplest and most brutal. They respected Qian Xunji's unfathomable strength at this moment, and they also respected Huang Tian, ​​who stood behind Qian Xunji and watched coldly.

The silver crocodiles and other offerings from the inner realm had already bowed their heads.

Gods, in any world, are beings that cannot be defied. However, in the instant Silver Crocodile Douluo lowered his head, his peripheral vision subtly swept over Qian Daoliu standing to the side, a strange and complex expression flashing in his narrow, vertical pupils.

She clearly guessed the price behind the succession to the divine throne.

As for the old ministers of the mortal realm, such as Golden Crocodile Douluo, they looked up at Qian Xunji with fervor in their eyes, eager to witness the return of angelic glory to the world; but when their gaze fell on Qian Daoliu's aged and serene face, their eyes uncontrollably reddened.

"Step down."

Qian Xunji waved his hand.

As if granted a pardon, the more than twenty powerful figures bowed in unison and then quietly withdrew from the hall.

The heavy doors closed again, and the oppressive feeling inside the hall suddenly eased.

At this moment, only Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu, and Huang Tian remained in the hall.

A series of crisp footsteps came from behind the hall. The side door was pushed open, and Qian Renxue, with her golden hair, strode into the hall. She was wearing a smart light armor, and her brows no longer held the gentleness she had once feigned in the Heavenly Dou royal family, but instead exuded the sharp and decisive aura of a superior.