Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

The world twisted in an instant, as if an invisible giant hand had turned the world upside down.

The once clear sky suddenly darkened, the light of the sun, moon and stars was swallowed up, leaving only suffocating darkness.

The ground beneath my feet began to tremble violently, like a raging sea, making it difficult to stand.

Han Yu felt a sudden dizziness, her body floating upwards uncontrollably, the feeling of being grounded turning into a feeling of weightlessness.

Han Yu struggled to steady herself, only to find herself hanging upside down in the air, her vision completely reversed.

The Sun and Moon Lake, which was originally on the ground, now hangs overhead, its shimmering surface like a giant mirror, reflecting distorted light.

Surprisingly, even when the world is turned upside down, the lake remains as calm as ever, showing no sign of flowing backward, as if defying the constraints of gravity.

Ripples spread across the lake's surface, shimmering with an eerie light in the dim glow. Han Yu was filled with awe and wonder, and couldn't help but marvel at the magical power of nature.

"Is this the legendary Valley of Love and Destiny?" Han Yu murmured to herself, her heart filled with doubt and curiosity.

"What's going on? How come the sky and the earth are upside down?" The other members of the Body Sect exclaimed in surprise, their faces filled with shock and fear, clearly having never seen such a bizarre sight before.

Large beads of sweat seeped from their foreheads, sliding down their cheeks and reflecting glimmers of light in the dim light.

Han Yu took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and then explained, "Everyone, don't panic. We have probably entered one of the three legendary treasure troves—Qiankun Wenqing Valley."

"It's said that this is a secret realm left behind by the gods, but I don't know if the rumors are true or not," Han Yu added, her tone tinged with uncertainty.

Han Yu's explanation reassured everyone somewhat, and the tension on their faces gradually eased, replaced by a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

At this moment, Yuan Gungun excitedly asked, "Boss, does this mean we've encountered an opportunity?"

"If this really is a place left behind by the gods, could there be some treasures related to them?" His eyes gleamed with greed. "If we could get our hands on even one of them, wouldn't we be set for life?"

Han Yu shook her head and said solemnly, "Things aren't as simple as you think. Take a look around first."

Upon hearing Han Yu's words, everyone looked around.

The space they were in was chaotic, filled with hazy light and shadow, making it impossible to see the surrounding scenery.

At Han Yu's feet was a circular platform about thirty meters in diameter, with more than a dozen positions distributed on it. Han Yu, Yuan Gun Gun, Du Busi, and others each occupied one of the positions.

Just as Han Yu was about to continue speaking, the circular platform beneath their feet suddenly emitted a dazzling light, so intense that everyone could not open their eyes.

A strange voice echoed in Han Yu's ears, calm and undisturbed, its gender indistinguishable, as if coming from a distant, ethereal place: "The universe asks about love, the true adventure begins!" The voice, like the tolling of an ancient bell, carried a mysterious sense of ritual, buzzing in Han Yu's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery changed drastically. The bustling crowd vanished without a trace, leaving Han Yu standing alone on the round platform.

The center of the truncated cone began to rotate, its speed increasing as if it were trying to fling the cold rain away.

At the same time, a dazzling light descended from the sky, precisely enveloping Han Yu.

The golden light enveloped the cold rain like liquid, warm and comfortable, yet carrying an irresistible force.

Han Yu's body slowly rose, hovering three feet off the ground, as if being supported by an invisible hand.

In the silence, the androgynous voice rang out again, this time clearer, as if echoing directly in Han Yu's mind: "Do you have a lover?" This sudden question made Han Yu sneer inwardly. He knew who the owner of the voice was, and this pretentious trick was nothing but child's play to him.

"Do you have a lover? If you don't answer after three times, the punishment is death."

The voice rang out again, its tone still calm, yet carrying a chilling undertone.

The threat of death hangs like a sword over one's head, sending chills down one's spine.

Han Yu did not answer. He looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

Where exactly is this place? His gaze gradually turned cold, and his crimson Sharingan quietly activated, the three tomoe slowly rotating like an abyss peering into everything.

The Sharingan's powerful perception made him believe that as long as the other party was in this space, he could find clues. "Not bad martial soul," the voice said with a hint of mockery, "but if you want to find my location, this is not enough." The other party seemed to have seen through his thoughts, which made him feel uneasy.

"Is that so?" Han Yu sneered, a surge of defiant spirit rising within her. "How about this?" Han Yu said, taking a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly.

He slowly closed his eyes, concentrating all his senses, trying to detect even the slightest anomaly in his surroundings.

The subtle movements in the air, the fluctuations in energy, and even the faintest sounds from afar did not escape his keen perception. Like a cheetah poised to pounce, he quietly awaited the perfect moment.

"You can't find my location even with your eyes open," the mysterious man's voice was mocking, like a cat playing with a mouse. "Do you think you can find me with your eyes closed?" He let out a contemptuous laugh, his voice as elusive as a ghost, coming from all directions, trying to distract Han Yu and make him lose his way.

Han Yu ignored the provocation, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, clearing his mind of all distractions. A confident smile appeared on his lips. "Hmph, a mere trick!" Han Yu thought to himself, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, his fingertips dancing, leaving a trail of afterimages.

"Mangekyou Sharingan," he shouted, his voice filled with power, "Activate!" In an instant, a powerful soul force erupted from his body, sweeping around like a surging tide.

"Whoosh!" A streak of scarlet light, like lightning, pierced the darkness and shot out from Han Yu's eyes, illuminating his resolute face.

His eyes suddenly opened, and three black tomoe slowly emerged in his originally pitch-black pupils.

The magatama spun faster and faster, like a rapidly spinning top, creating visible fluctuations of soul power.

The three magatama gradually connect to form a unique pattern, like an ancient and mysterious rune, radiating a heart-pounding power.

The crimson light grew even brighter, staining everything around it with a bloody hue.

The magatama finally stopped spinning, and the connected patterns finally froze, transforming into a mysterious pattern resembling a large windmill, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Found you! Come out now!"

"Kamui!"

Han Yu let out a low shout, his eyes gleaming crimson, and then he was rapidly absorbed into a vortex and disappeared into the air.

"How could this be... um..."

The mysterious woman gasped, her face filled with surprise, but before she could even process it, she felt a chill on her neck, and the next moment, she felt like she couldn't breathe.

"Let me go." A somewhat exasperated female voice rang out.

Han Yu's face showed an expression of "I knew it."

Directly above this space, Han Yu floated silently in mid-air, holding a woman in his hand.

The woman was beautiful and had a curvaceous figure, like a goddess from heaven. In particular, her long blue-purple dress made her look luxurious.

The woman struggled incessantly, trying to break free from Han Yu's grasp.

But Han Yu didn't give the other party any chance at all, grabbing their chin with one hand and coldly saying:

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Ning Rongrong, one of the Shrek Seven Devils who ascended ten thousand years ago."

The woman paused, startled by her struggle, and blurted out, "How did you know?"

"Shrek has a statue of you!"

Han Yu replied indifferently.

Ning Rongrong's breath hitched, and she asked, "Since you know my identity, why do you still dare to attack me? You should know that you are offending a deity."

"I think I don't need to elaborate on the consequences of offending me, do I?"

Ning Rongrong's eyebrows furrowed, and she immediately spoke threateningly.

Han Yu chuckled. "Of course I know the consequences of offending a deity, but this shouldn't be the realm of gods, right?"

"And you, you probably can't unleash the power of a god either."

It's not that Han Yu looks down on Ning Rongrong; even if the other party is a deity, it has to be a deity with a combat profession.

The one in her hand is a support type, and even if the opponent is a combat type, Han Yu might not be afraid of them.

"What do you want to do?"

Ning Rongrong panicked a little. Han Yu was right; she really couldn't unleash the power of a god.

This is neither Douluo Continent nor the God Realm, but rather a space.

Here, the strength one can unleash cannot exceed level 100, otherwise the space will collapse, and even if she is a god, she cannot withstand it.

Once space is shattered, even if one doesn't die, one will be adrift in the universe.

Don't forget, even a god-king in the universe wouldn't dare to be careless, as there is always the risk of death.

"What do I want to do?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that, Your Highness, the Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong?"

Han Yu snorted coldly. He was originally prepared to go around them, but he didn't expect the other party to still insist on bringing him in.

Since that's the case, don't blame him for being impolite; this is indeed a good place to kill gods.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just wanted to give a test to someone who is destined to pass it. There will be a reward for passing it, and there will also be a chance to receive the inheritance of a god. You must have misunderstood."

Ning Rongrong quickly shook her head, and while speaking, her mind was frantically shouting, "Third Brother, save me!"

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly; Ning Rongrong's subtle movements naturally didn't escape his notice, given that he had activated his Mangekyou Sharingan, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He already knew that Tang San was probably hiding somewhere right now.

Ning Rongrong most likely asked the other party for help.

"How dare you! Release Rongrong, you lowly mortal!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out, and a sky-blue light appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Han Yu's direction.

"So fast!"

Han Yu was startled and instinctively let go of his hand, dodging to the side.

When he came to his senses, there was indeed another person next to Ning Rongrong.

This person was a man with blue hair and blue eyes. He wore a blue robe, and his long blue hair was casually draped over his shoulders. He looked quite elegant.

He held a trident in his hand, which radiated golden divine power.

"Poseidon's Trident!"

"Tang San has indeed arrived!"

Upon seeing that familiar face, Han Yu's expression immediately darkened.

"It's you, mortal. I never expected that you would be the one to disrupt my plans time and time again."

Tang San, of course, saw Han Yu's appearance clearly at this moment and was greatly surprised.

Isn't this the mortal we met at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire?

I thought I had killed him, but I never expected to see him here.

"Long time no see, Sea God Tang San!"

Han Yu stared intently at Tang San with her scarlet eyes and gave a cold smile.

"It's been a long time. I never imagined that the mortal who was like an ant back then would have grown up a little bit today."

"You were lucky to escape from me that day, but now that you've met me, have you thought about how you want to die?"

Tang San gripped the Trident of the Sea God and pointed it towards the direction of Han Yu.

Han Yu sneered, "How will you die?"

"This isn't my problem to consider; this is your problem to consider!"

"Rinnegan, activate!"

Han Yu let out a low shout, and to Tang San's somewhat surprised gaze, his Sharingan, which was originally scarlet, completely changed its appearance in a short period of time.

A purple halo surrounded his eyes, which were also purple, and his gaze seemed full of power.

"Is this the aura of God?"

Tang San asked in surprise.

The moment Han Yu activated her Rinnegan, she completely surpassed the Soul Masters of Douluo Continent and entered a completely new realm.

In the Douluo Continent, he can already be called a god!

"Even so, you've only just entered the realm of gods; how can you possibly be a match for me!"

Tang San smiled dismissively.

Han Yu said coldly, "Let me introduce myself. These eyes of mine are called the Rinnegan. They are the ultimate form of my martial soul evolution, the eyes of a god."

"And I'm not just any ordinary god."

"Eye Technique!"

"The power of reincarnation!"

Just as Tang San was about to speak, Han Yu activated her pupil technique.

A layer of pale purple light pierced through space and time, striking Tang San, who seemed to have been frozen in time.

Soon, to Ning Rongrong's astonishment, Tang San's life force rapidly dissipated. He had originally been a young man, but in just a few breaths, he had transformed into a middle-aged man.

Soon, he turned into an old man again, with strands of white hair quietly appearing.

"Third Brother, what's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong's shocked voice rang out. In just a few breaths, Tang San had transformed from a young man into an old man, and he looked like he could die at any moment.

"Use the cycle of rebirth!"

Han Yu's voice rang out again, and then Tang San's body shone with a bright purple light, completely engulfing him.

A black vortex appeared and absorbed Tang San completely.

(The End) (End of Chapter)