Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Under the influence of this energy, Zhang Mo's hair grew longer without him realizing it, and a few strands of white hair even appeared.

Zhang Mo also noticed the changes in himself. He touched his long hair and looked at the Samsara Mirror that was floating around him.

Yes, the Samsara Mirror. Its final form under Zhang Mo's divine power.

However, this name does not mean that Zhang Mo has mastered any kind of reincarnation power. Rather, it is what Zhang Mo blurted out after seeing the appearance of the Reincarnation Mirror after trying this power.

The Mirror of Reincarnation. It sounded pretty cool, so that's how the name was decided.

Holding the Mirror of Reincarnation in his hand, Zhang Mo exuded an aura that did not belong to the mortal realm as he walked step by step toward Di Tian.

Di Tian's cheeks were twitching, and it was hard to describe his expression for a moment.

Speechless? Angry? Patient?

There were too many expressions that could be captured on that face, but in the end, Zhang Mo only saw the vertical pupils in the golden eyes of the proudest soul beast in time staring intently at him.

"Who exactly are you? A god...?" Di Tian asked, staring at Zhang Mo. But after careful observation, he shook his head and said, "No, you are not a god."

"But it's strange, you're not a god, your soul power level is completely inferior to that human from before."

"But the aura emanating from you definitely comes from the realm of gods. A demigod? A false god? No, the necessary condition for all of these is level 100 soul power."

"Could it be that you are a child of the gods, born in the realm of the gods? But the gods shouldn't allow you to descend to the mortal realm. Who exactly are you...?"

Di Tian, ​​a powerful figure of his generation. Unfortunately, he was born as a soul beast. Despite eight hundred thousand years of cultivation, he was still not summoned by the God Realm.

There are only two possible fates for him: one day in the future, he will be hunted down by a powerful human and become a red circle, perhaps even ascending to the realm of gods in this form; or he may continue to be powerful until the day he dies of old age.

Ultimately, neither of these fates was what he desired. He resented the divine realm and the gods!

Therefore, his eyes were filled with anger as he stared directly at Zhang Mo.

From this moment on, the nature of time has been changed.

It's no longer an ignorant human talking to a king of soul beasts, but a being close to a god and a soul beast struggling to become a god.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion looked at Zhang Mo with a shocked expression. He hadn't expected that his hidden identity would be related to a legendary deity.

Di Tian's golden pupils suddenly flickered. He seemed to have suddenly remembered something and asked, "Tell me, about a few months ago, someone touched the God Realm. Was that person you?"

"A few months ago?" The sudden question plunged Zhang Mo into a moment of recollection.

A few months ago... I touched the realm of gods? You're not talking about when I fused with fragments of a divine position at Jialing Pass, are you?

Zhang Mo chuckled awkwardly and said, "If it's this time, then there shouldn't be anyone else here."

"Fine, you've got guts! No matter who you are, I want you now..."

"……die!!"

Di Tian raised his right hand, and behind him gradually appeared the energy phantom of a golden smoke black dragon king, while simultaneously raising his right claw.

"I advise you not to lay a hand on me. I'm here to discuss a business deal with you." Zhang Mo's expression was calm and composed.

"Hmph, you're about to die and you still want to talk nonsense!"

This time, Di Tian was not bluffing. The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbled in the distance, and the wind howled.

An energy powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth was gathering in Di Tian's hand. The next moment, the claw-like strike formed by that energy, powerful enough to tear apart space, would rip Zhang Mo's body apart with lightning speed, like cutting tofu.

Zhang Mo gave Di Tian a very amused look, winking and making faces, while constantly changing the shape of his mouth as if he were saying something.

Di Tian's hands didn't stop moving, but his eyes noticed this subtle change. He carefully observed what Zhang Mo was silently conveying.

He looked at it carefully and finally came up with these six words:

Silver, Dragon, King, still, alive.

In the next instant, Di Tian could no longer control the violent energy in his hand. Like a torrent that could not be reversed, he had no choice but to raise his hand sharply to move his attack away from Zhang Mo.

"Smash!!!"

A powerful gust of air swept past, but Zhang Mo remained unharmed, standing in the same spot. Di Tian's claw strike landed on the space to Zhang Mo's upper left.

At this moment, space has shattered, and air currents are constantly being drawn into it. The fragments of space that have been shattered are slowly falling to the ground like glass and then disappearing.

Behind that shattered space, trees stretching for miles had been cut in half, their cut surfaces smooth as if carefully polished, and burning with black flames that were corroding everything in their path.

Zhang Mo pursed his lips and let out a long breath. He was actually terrified. He didn't know if saying those words would give him back the initiative and leverage in the negotiations.

He was already prepared to flee for his life. While he held the mirror with his right hand, his left hand had been secretly gathering power behind his back. If his words had provoked Di Tian and caused him to increase the power of his attack, he would immediately summon the Rakshasa Mirror, escape into the mirror's space, and then run all the way back to Shrek Academy. He vowed never to set foot in the Star Dou Great Forest again—no, never to step outside the academy again.

He will remain sealed in until he can exchange a few blows with Di Tian before emerging.

Fortunately, it seems that this is no longer necessary. Di Tian was not blinded by anger and still retained a sliver of rationality.

He withdrew his right hand and snorted coldly. The burning black flames in the distance vanished into thin air, and the space slowly returned to normal, but the trees still didn't rise, remaining bare.

Di Tian strode up to Zhang Mo, snapped his fingers, and a shield of energy rose from the ground, enveloping the two of them. Outsiders could neither see inside nor hear anything from within.

At this moment, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion finally recovered from its daze. It gasped several times, trying to calm itself. In its memory, it had never seen its Uncle Di Tian lose his temper like this, nor had it ever seen him use such power. It was truly terrified for a moment.

The Crimson King standing beside it was also terrified and lowered all its heads. It had been a long time since it had seen Di Tian make a move, which reminded it of the time when it had just broken through the 100,000-year life limit and arrogantly entered the core area, only to be knocked to the ground by Di Tian with a single palm strike.

I remember now, I remember everything!

Inside the energy shield.

Di Tian was breathing heavily through its nose, its eyes never leaving Zhang Mo for a moment.

That's strange, so very strange.