Douluo Continent: A Reincarnated Immortal, A Flute Melody Sends Off Heroes

Chapter 1 A dashing young man in white

Douluo Continent, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

A young man in white leaned against an ancient tree, his slender fingers dancing lightly on a jade flute.

He closed his eyes, his dark hair fluttering in the wind, and his white robes were spotless, as if he were completely out of place in this forest of soul beasts.

Pink petals flowed like a clear spring, and a melodious tune echoed in the air above the Starry Sky Forest.

The surrounding spirit beasts seemed to be drawn by the beautiful flute music, stopping in their tracks to listen quietly. Even the usually ferocious ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts appeared much more docile at this moment, as if the flute music had soothed their inner restlessness.

Suddenly, the flute music stopped abruptly.

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as stars, with a faint chill in them.

His gaze swept around, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he were satisfied with the reactions of the surrounding soul beasts.

"It seems you also like this piece," he said softly, his voice as gentle as a breeze, carrying a hint of languor and serenity.

Just then, a slight noise came from the distant valley, as if a group of things were rapidly approaching.

The young man in white frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and the jade flute vanished from his palm in an instant. He straightened up, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the sound came.

"A nice gift," he murmured to himself, his voice like a clear spring, with a faint smile.

"We should go take a look."

……

Meanwhile, in the distant valley...

A burly man was pulling a woman along as they ran.

The ground collapsed, and lava was everywhere below.

The two figures darted swiftly through the woods, pursued by several Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall.

Ghost Douluo's figure was like a ghost, relentlessly pursuing Tang Hao. His speed was extremely fast, and he closed the distance with Tang Hao almost instantly.

"The end of the world is coming, Tang Hao, you can't escape!" The ghostly voice was cold and sharp, with a hint of mockery.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, and charged forward, unleashing a violent surge of soul power that directly threatened the ghost.

"No spirit rings seen, only a ghostly figure; what a titled Douluo."

Ghostly sneered, and the black shadow beneath his feet coiled around Tang Hao like a venomous snake.

Tang Hao roared and swung the Clear Sky Hammer once more.

"Sky-Piercing Strike!"

The terrifying force shattered the ground, sending the surrounding ghostly figures flying back several feet.

"Ah Yin, let's go!"

However, before he could pull Ah Yin away, the Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall had already surrounded them.

"Go? Go where?!"

A soft, effeminate male voice made a sarcastic remark.

Several sharp blades formed from flower petals shot towards Tang Hao and A Yin.

"The Extraordinary Chrysanthemum!"

"Another Title Douluo!"

Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed; two Title Douluos!

The Spirit Hall really thinks highly of him!

Especially those countless petal blades, each one containing terrifying soul power fluctuations, could easily cause injury if one wasn't careful.

"Chrysanthemums wither, wounds cover the ground, fallen flowers break the heart!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was both soft and cold. As he released his ninth soul skill, countless petals rained down like a storm, carrying endless killing intent.

Tang Hao dared not be careless in the slightest. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly grew larger, and his soul power surged wildly, instantly forming a thick soul power barrier.

"May the Heavenly Guardian protect you!"

The Clear Sky Hammer's soul power barrier stood like an indestructible shield before Tang Hao and Ah Yin. However, Chrysanthemum Douluo's ninth soul skill was too terrifying; even with the Clear Sky Hammer's protection, cracks gradually appeared under the impact of the countless petals.

"Click—"

The cracks on the soul power barrier increased, and Tang Hao's face turned pale.

After all, he only had eight rings, so he was clearly outmatched when facing a titled Douluo.

"Brother Hao!" Ah Yin gripped Tang Hao's hand tightly, her eyes filled with worry. A faint blue light began to emanate from her body, as if a power was awakening within her.

"A-Yin, no!"

Tang Hao realized Ah Yin's intention and quickly stopped her. "They're just two Title Douluos, we can escape!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Before Ah Yin could respond, another golden light appeared in the distance.

Golden light, like a blazing sun, illuminated the entire valley. A colossal angelic phantom hovered in mid-air, its six wings spread, exuding holiness and majesty. The terrifying aura instantly made Tang Hao and Ah Yin almost unable to breathe.

"Tang Hao, you have nowhere to escape." A cold and majestic voice came from the golden light. It was the Pope of the Spirit Hall - Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji slowly emerged from the golden light. He wore a long golden robe, held a long sword that shone with a holy light, and his gaze was piercing, exuding boundless pressure. His appearance instantly silenced the entire valley.

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed to Qian Xunji in unison.

Tang Hao's face turned extremely ugly, and he gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly.

This battle is almost hopeless!

"The Spirit Hall has no intention of being enemies with the Clear Sky Sect. Hand her over, and I'll spare your life," Qian Xunji said calmly, his eyes filled with the oppressive aura of a superior.

"You're dreaming!" Tang Hao roared through gritted teeth, swinging his Haotian Hammer violently.

"Haotian Hammer! Chaotic Cloak!"

"Stubborn to the end!" Qian Xunji sneered. "Angel's Blade!"

With a gentle swing of the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand, a golden sword aura instantly slashed towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao roared and his Haotian Hammer suddenly met the golden sword energy head-on.

"boom--"

A terrifying surge of soul power erupted instantly, causing Tang Hao's body to be shaken backward, with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

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"Brother Hao, I'll hold them off. I'm leaving the child to you!" Ah Yin's voice was firm yet gentle. A faint blue light emanated from her body as her powerful strength was fully awakened.

One by one, strands of blue silver grass sprouted from the ground and entangled Tang Hao.

"No! Ah Yin, you can't!" Tang Hao's voice trembled slightly as he tried to rush forward to stop him, but he was trapped by the Blue Silver Grass and couldn't move.

Ah Yin gently shook her head, her eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance: "For our child, I have to do this."

Qian Xunji, who was in the distance, rushed over in shock upon seeing this scene.

"You actually resorted to sacrifice at all costs! Do you know that this will cause you to be forever reduced to ashes!"

"Ah Yin, no! Go with them! Don't sacrifice them!"

The power unleashed by Ah Yin's sacrifice grew stronger and stronger, and a solemn expression appeared on Qian Xunji's face.

"Everyone, concentrate your efforts and stop her!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

A barrage of soul skills appeared, and all the soul masters attacked Ah Yin simultaneously.

"The indigo plant has nowhere to return in its lifetime!"

"Through years of trials and tribulations, we were fortunate to receive the blessing of the east wind!"

"Farewell, my love..."

However, at this time...

A melodious flute tune suddenly rang out from the depths of the forest.

The flute music was like heavenly music, carrying an irresistible power that instantly pierced through everyone's hearts and minds.

Immediately afterwards, a series of deep roars echoed from the depths of the forest, and thousands of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts surged out from all directions, rushing towards the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall. The beast tide erupted instantly, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos.

Roar!

Roar! !

All the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall were shocked. They had not expected that so many ten-thousand-year-old Soul Beasts would suddenly appear on the outskirts and attack them with such clear intent.

"What's going on?!" The ghostly voice was tinged with shock. He quickly retreated and looked back at the beast horde with a puzzled expression.

A figure in white slowly emerged from the woods.

Behind them, countless petals fluttered in the air.

It was a young man, holding a jade flute in his hand, his expression indifferent, as if the chaos before him had nothing to do with him.

"Who are you?!" Ghost Douluo shouted sharply, his eyes full of vigilance.

The young man in white gently raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"He's just an unknown person; you don't need to know him."

As the snap of his fingers fell, the space behind him suddenly distorted, and a massive bronze door appeared out of thin air. The bronze door slowly opened, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The white-robed youth appeared beside Ah Yin in an instant, like a phantom. With a gentle flick of his slender fingers, the sacrificial power about to erupt from Ah Yin's body was suppressed by a soft force. Her body trembled slightly, and the determination in her eyes was gradually replaced by a look of bewilderment.

"You..." Ah Yin raised her head and looked at the white-robed boy, her eyes filled with doubt and gratitude.

The white-robed youth didn't say much, but simply waved his hand, and a soft petal enveloped Ah Yin, then carried her swiftly towards the massive bronze gate.

"Insolence!" Qian Xunji's expression suddenly changed, and he swung the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand, instantly unleashing a golden sword aura towards the white-robed youth.

However, the white-robed youth simply waved his jade flute, and an invisible wave of immortal energy instantly dissolved the golden sword energy. His movements were effortless, as if Qian Xunji's attack was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"You have grudges, but I have no grudges." The white-robed youth's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he were saying something perfectly ordinary. "Your affairs are none of my business."

"You are welcome to do as you please. Until we meet again."

Before he finished speaking, the white-clad youth had already led Ah Yin through the bronze gate.

The bronze door slowly closed, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, before disappearing into the air.

(End of this chapter)