Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Long Xiaoyao's voice was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth. He slowly raised his right hand, his index finger pointing to the sky.

With his movements, an invisible pressure began to emanate from him, as heavy as a mountain and as turbulent as a tsunami. This pressure grew stronger and more terrifying, as if it would crush the entire world.

The surrounding air began to distort, emitting bursts of groans as if it were about to collapse under the strain.

The color of the sky also changed. The originally clear sky became extremely gloomy, with thick dark clouds rolling around, as if foreshadowing an apocalyptic storm.

The black light around Long Xiaoyao's body grew stronger and stronger, eventually transforming into a black pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

The black clouds behind him seemed to be drawn in, churning violently and forming a huge vortex that looked as if it would swallow the whole world.

"Xuanzi, come along too. Don't think I didn't notice you."

Long Xiaoyao's voice rang out again, this time filled with unquestionable majesty, as if a god were proclaiming his will.

Before he finished speaking, Long Xiaoyao's body rose again, transforming into a black streak of light and instantly disappearing into the clouds. Behind him, figures also soared into the sky, following closely behind.

These figures moved with incredible speed, like streaks of black lightning, tearing through the sky and disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Among these people were Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, dressed in black robes with a cold and stern face, and more than a dozen other powerful Title Douluos.

Each of them released powerful soul energy fluctuations, stirring up the surrounding air into chaos.

Following closely beside Long Xiaoyao was a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a golden crown, with a dignified face.

He was tall and imposing, exuding authority even without anger; he was none other than the enigmatic and unpredictable Grand Preceptor of the Sun Moon Empire.

In the world of Soul Masters, there exists an unwritten rule. This rule is not a legal document, but it is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Title Douluo.

This rule stipulates that whenever a titled Douluo-level powerhouse participates in worldly struggles, in order to avoid bloodshed and prevent the smoke of war from spreading across the earth, they must choose the sky as the battlefield.

Only the victorious side is qualified to attack any Soul Master below the Title Douluo level on the opposing side.

As long as the opponent still has one Title Douluo who has not been defeated, then all Title Douluos participating in the battle are not allowed to interfere in the mortal war.

This rule did not come out of thin air, but originated from a divine decree left by Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, after he ascended to the God Realm ten thousand years ago. Although no country has written this rule into its laws, all Title Douluos, regardless of which side they belong to, will unconditionally abide by it.

For ordinary people, war is the cruelest disaster.

A titled Douluo-level expert, once unleashing their full power without restraint, can destroy a city and slaughter hundreds of thousands of lives in an instant.

With this rule in place, at least in the thousands of years of war, casualties have been greatly reduced, and countless human tragedies have been avoided.

The rules that Long Xiaoyao is proposing at this moment are precisely derived from this.

Neither he, as the Limit Douluo, nor Du Busi, as the sect master of the Body Sect, would easily break that rule.

Ten thousand years ago, the divine decree left by Tang San still echoed in our ears. Ten thousand years later, how much binding force does that divine decree still have? No one knows.

However, they all knew very well that if they broke the rules, the other party would also break the rules at all costs. At that time, the entire Douluo Continent would probably be plunged into chaos and suffering.

Therefore, regardless of their purpose, they could only set the final battleground in the sky, and the task of attacking the palace could only be accomplished by those strong individuals below the ninth ring.

A dazzling yellow light suddenly shone, illuminating half the sky, and the figure of Taotie Douluo Xuanlao slowly emerged in that light.

He and his true form, Douluo Du Busi, echoed each other from the left and right, subtly surrounding Long Xiaoyao and forming a delicate triangular confrontation.

Feeling the pressure from both sides, Long Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly.

He knew very well that, given the strength of the Body Sect and Shrek Academy, nearly half of these twenty-odd Title Douluos were probably Super Douluo-level powerhouses.

Otherwise, even knowing they were in the Mingdu Imperial Palace, they wouldn't dare to come so rashly. "Xuanzi, we don't need to be polite with the old black dragon."

"He's a bit higher in seniority than us, let's all come at him!" Du Bu Si laughed heartily, his powerful voice echoing through the sky.

Before he finished speaking, his burly figure had already transformed into a blur, fiercely rushing towards Long Xiaoyao's direction.

Although Elder Xuan's strength is only level 98, having one more person means having one more unit of strength. It has to be said that Poison Undying has a very strong sense of the big picture.

Elder Xuan frowned, but only hesitated for a moment before resolutely following Poison Undying and flying out.

Xuanzi is already one of the strongest people in the world. Although he is a level 98 Super Douluo, how many level 99 Limit Douluos are there?

Therefore, in some respects, Xuanzi is really not weak.

Although Du Busi broke through to the Limit Douluo realm and his strength increased by leaps and bounds, he still did not have a sure chance of winning against the veteran Limit Douluo Long Xiaoyao.

As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Long Xiaoyao has been famous for a long time, and his strength is unfathomable. He is by no means someone who can be easily defeated.

However, if the experienced Elder Xuan is added, the situation becomes quite different. Both are top experts of their time, and together they are enough to contend with Long Xiaoyao.

This is not a simple addition of power, but a fusion of the two people's century-long cultivation, with their experience and strength complementing each other, resulting in a power that far exceeds imagination.

The other Title Douluos, witnessing this scene, all retreated, leaving the battlefield to these three peak experts. They watched this epic duel from afar, their eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single detail.

For them, this was not only an epic battle, but also a rare learning opportunity.

Being able to observe a battle of this caliber up close is incredibly beneficial for these Title Douluo.

If they can glean even a little bit of insight from it, it will greatly benefit their future cultivation.

After all, every level up after becoming a Title Douluo is incredibly difficult, especially for those powerful individuals stuck at the Super Douluo bottleneck.

Faced with the combined attack of Poison Immortal and Elder Xuan, Long Xiaoyao remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

He slowly raised both hands, aimed them at the two people coming towards him, and lightly clapped them out.

A deep dragon roar resounded through the sky, like a thunderclap in a clear sky, deafeningly loud.

In the perceptions of Du Bu Si and Xuan Lao, Long Xiao Yao before them seemed to have transformed into an ancient dragon, writhing its massive body and revealing sharp dragon claws as it reached out to grab them.

The two pitch-black palm prints swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into gigantic palms that blotted out the sky, like two towering mountains, carrying a world-destroying force as they struck towards Poison Immortal and Elder Xuan.

Upon seeing this, Poison Undying let out a low roar, its entire body blazing with green light, and a huge dark green shadow appeared behind it.

The light and shadow were incredibly solid, clearly the phantom of a gigantic Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.

With the blessing of the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King's phantom, Poison Undying's arm muscles swelled up, instantly expanding to a full size, with bulging veins and a powerful aura.

He thrust out both palms simultaneously, two massive, dark green hands accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, meeting the two black palm shadows.

With a loud "bang," the two energies collided, unleashing a deafening roar that seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

The violent energy fluctuations caused the Mingdu Imperial Palace below to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Poison Undying let out a muffled groan and involuntarily took half a step back.

But his giant hands, enveloped in dark green light, had already plunged deep into the black palm shadow, tearing it apart forcefully.

Master Xuan's response was powerful and direct.

With a sudden burst of power from his right foot, his powerful body shot into the sky like an arrow, taking a solid step in the void.

This step seemed to shake the very fabric of space and awe the hearts of everyone present. With each step, a gigantic phantom of a gluttonous divine bull appeared behind him.

The phantom was lifelike and majestic, its enormous body seemingly able to obscure the sun, moon, and stars, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

Above the head of the Taotie Divine Bull, two enormous spiral horns protrude, their sharp tips gleaming with cold light pointing straight to the sky, as if to pierce through it.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red soul rings rose one after another from under Elder Xuan's feet, encircling his body and emitting a dazzling light.

Each spirit ring represents a legend, a glorious chapter, and even more so, the unfathomable strength of Elder Xuan.

His eyes widened, gleaming with sharp light, and he raised his right fist high, unleashing a powerful punch with overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

The black palm shadow dissipated, and Elder Xuan was sent flying more than ten meters backward. Long Xiaoyao, who was in the distance, also swayed slightly on his shoulders.

Even in a one-on-two situation, the Dragon Emperor Douluo still held the upper hand. That's true power!

"Boom!" A rumbling sound like muffled thunder came from the sky, and there were also flashes of light and shadow in the air.

"It's starting. Let's begin too." A clear voice rang out from the dark street next to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

What is presented here is also a strange scene.

Qiu'er. Long Aotian, the Lan sisters.

In front of Xiao Xiao and the other five, floated a tiny figure, only about a foot tall, yet remarkably lifelike.

Judging from his appearance, it was indeed Han Yu. At this moment, the light emanating from him was not conspicuous; rather, he seemed to float before everyone as if he were a physical entity. He did resemble a Nascent Soul stage expert.

Just a few minutes ago, when this form of cold rain appeared in front of everyone, it really startled them.

That's right, this is the spiritual body separated from Han Yu.

The body, formed from spiritual energy, floated up lightly. It first tried to float in mid-air, then tentatively drifted forward a short distance, and then tried to turn around.

Although the whole process was still a bit rough around the edges, it went relatively smoothly.

Han Yu's spiritual body sensed everything around him and found himself like a ghost, able to pass through any object. This feeling was quite strange.

He controlled his spiritual body to circle in the air a few times, feeling this unprecedented freedom.

Having adapted to this state, Han Yu decided to head towards his companions' location. He controlled his spiritual body and flew rapidly in their direction.

Along the way, he shuttled between skyscrapers, looking down at the bustling crowds below, his heart filled with novelty and excitement.

On the streets near the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Qiu'er, Long Aotian, the Lan sisters, and Xiao Xiao were anxiously waiting for the arrival of Han Yu.

They had been waiting here for quite some time, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Suddenly, a faint light flickered a few times in front of them, and then a tiny figure, only about a foot tall, appeared before them.

The little figure has exquisite features and a beautiful face; it is clearly a replica of Han Yu.

At this moment, his body was semi-transparent, emitting a faint fluorescent light, making him look like an elf, full of fantasy.

"Han Yu? Is that you?" Qiu'er asked tentatively, her eyes filled with surprise and disbelief.

"It's me." Han Yu's voice rang in their ears, clear and melodious, just as always.

Qiu'er glanced at him and couldn't help but chuckle, "You look quite cute like this."

Han Yu rolled his eyes and impatiently urged, "Hurry up, let's make the most of this time. We have to act before them!" He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of seriousness, "The palace and the academy on both sides have almost gathered all their experts."

"It seems the Sun Moon Empire was well-prepared for this surprise attack on the palace. We need to be careful." He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he said with certainty, "If I'm not mistaken, the ninth-level Soul Master guarding this place has also been transferred there."

Only in this way can they confidently mobilize other powerful individuals.

Han Yu raised her head, her sharp gaze sweeping over the surroundings, and said in a deep voice, "How far we can take advantage of this situation depends on the next half hour."

"Mm." Lan Luoluo responded softly, and walked in front under the guidance of Han Yu's mental power, with the other four following closely behind.

Xiao Xiao walked behind Qiu'er, her gaze occasionally drifting to Han Yu sitting on Qiu'er's shoulder, a strange light gleaming in her eyes. "This guy is really getting stronger and stronger," she thought to herself.

The place they arrived at was the same place where Chen An had secretly come to meet up with others that morning, and where Han Yu had spotted them.

That time, Han Yu also used a mental clone.

But at that time, his main body was not taking any other actions, and his spiritual clone could not use any abilities, making it much easier to utilize. (End of Chapter)