Douluo Continent: Who exactly is my father?

As it turns out, Sendou Ryu was right.

If Qian Xunji really succeeds, then Tang Hao will have no role to play afterward. Bibi Dong will kill him without hesitation and then devour him!

Qian Xunji should be grateful that Qian Daoliu saved him.

The only thing that puzzled Qian Daoliu was when Bo Feng got in touch with Bibi Dong.

……

Leaving the area of ​​the Elders' Hall, Qianxunji looked around.

Then, when no one was around, he deliberately went to a special corner.

There was no light in the corner, only boundless darkness; the darkest place is under the lamp...

Long time no see...

Then, Qian Xunji suddenly shot out two black rays from his eyes, which disappeared into the darkness ahead.

A strange smile appeared on Qian Xunji's lips, and the black mark between his brows reappeared.

Not bad!

Darkness never left his body; the angelic light only dispelled the darkness on his exterior. But the darkness within Qian Xunji's heart could never be eradicated.

The darkness stemmed from Qian Xunji's hatred—hatred for Tang Hao, and even more so, hatred for the Douluo Continent. Everything fueled this darkness; Qian Xunji's negative emotions continuously fueled its growth.

Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, a black portal slowly opened. Like a long-sealed door, a continuous stream of dark energy rushed out.

Qian Xunji increasingly enjoyed it all, deliberately moving closer and immersing himself completely in the darkness...

Chapter 125 Dual God-Level Martial Souls, Qian Xunji

The world was shrouded in darkness, and all around was deathly silent. There was no sunlight, only a drowsy atmosphere and ever-rolling darkness.

Qianxun sat cross-legged here, the black mark between her eyebrows reappeared, and her originally bright eyes became unusually dark.

He is undergoing some kind of transformation, and the originally bright and holy six-winged angel is gradually being replaced.

Immediately afterward, at the very moment the last glimmer of light disappeared, the six-winged angel vanished.

Then, the angel in black robes descended again, his blood-red eyes emitting a chilling aura, his six black and tattered wings flailing weakly, like an angel fallen from hell.

That's right.

"Hahaha!!!!!!"

Qian Xunji laughed heartily as a continuous stream of darkness re-emerged within his body.

The black angel behind him seemed to come alive. At the same time, six pairs of black, tattered wings sprouted from Qian Xunji's back. His originally golden hair was gradually replaced by white, and his eyes were filled with blood red.

"A six-winged fallen angel! I've finally succeeded!"

"The true darkness hidden deep beneath Martial Soul Mountain is about to awaken! Soon, the entire Douluo Continent will submit to my feet."

Then, Qian Xunji revealed a strange smile and walked forward. The long, dark corridor was completely silent.

With a clear goal in mind, Qian Xunji subconsciously quickened his pace. Summoning his inner desires, he arrived at a rock.

Before Qian Xunji stood a black longsword stuck in a rock. The blade was ancient and dark, its slender length firmly embedded in the rock, unable to move an inch.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, exerting all his strength, his jaw clenched, and drew the sword with near-madness. The dark aura around him became particularly heavy, enveloping his entire being.

"grass!"

Qian Xunji released his grip on the sword hilt and roared angrily.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Xunji appeared in the Papal Palace. Sitting on the throne he hadn't sat on in a long time, a chilling sensation emanated from his lower body.

Representing the throne of supreme power, Qian Xunji took a deep breath, savoring the taste of the past.

"Are you missing spirit rings?"

Qian Xunji spoke calmly, and a black mark appeared between his brows, plunging the entire Papal Palace into darkness, isolating it from the outside world.

Behind Qian Xunji, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared, with its nine soul rings arranged neatly.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

On the other side, a six-winged fallen angel appeared.

Two angels, one light and one darkness, one good and one evil.

The powers of darkness and light converged within Qian Xunji's body, and at this moment, he truly understood.

To pull the Dark Holy Sword from the rock, there is one necessary condition: the newly born second martial soul: the Six-Winged Fallen Angel.

Nine spirit rings must be completed, and one of them must be a 100,000-year spirit ring.

With these two conditions met, Qian Xunji could possibly pull out the Dark Holy Sword and truly complete the Eight Trials of Darkness.

A 100,000-year soul ring!

Qian Xunji sighed, "A 100,000-year spirit ring? Where am I supposed to find one? My son-in-law has one; Tang Hao's 100,000-year spirit ring came from his wife. Now that his wife has been resurrected, perhaps..."

"Since his wife can be resurrected once, she can naturally be resurrected a second time. As long as I draw the Dark Holy Sword and complete the Nine Trials of Darkness, then who will be able to stop me?"

Qian Xunji sneered. Hunting for a 100,000-year soul ring was a long-term plan, and he had to consider it carefully.

Not only should they be wary of Tang Chen, the Asura God, but they also need to be careful of their son-in-law, Bo Feng. The Haotian Sect is not far from Tiandou City, and Bo Feng, who is in Tiandou City, personally experienced what happened at the Haotian Sect last time.

If Ah Yin fails to hunt down the beast, he must find a new target—a 100,000-year-old soul beast. The Douluo Continent is vast, and the Star Dou Great Forest alone has two 100,000-year-old soul beasts, both incredibly powerful.

There is another extremely important reason, which is that it coincides with the critical moment when the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament is being held.

Currently, very few people across the continent know of his resurrection, and it's safe to assume they won't publicize it. He's waiting for the day the finals begin; just wait, he'll give everyone present a huge surprise.

……

The Royal Hunting Grounds are located fifty kilometers southwest of Tiandou City. The terrain within the hunting grounds is varied and the area is vast.

This is where the knockout stage will take place, and there are a large number of teams participating this time. Many other teams from duchies and kingdoms are also participating.

Early in the morning, the Shrek group packed their bags and, led by Bo Feng, arrived at the Royal Hunting Grounds.

What came into view were soldiers of the Royal Knights, each holding a broadsword and wearing blue and gold armor, standing in neat rows on both sides of the road.

As the most elite soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire, they are seasoned veterans and constitute the core of the Heaven Dou Empire, directly under the command of Emperor Xue Ye.

As Dai Mubai walked and observed, as a member of the Star Luo royal family and a strong heir to the throne, understanding the discipline of the Heaven Dou Empire's soldiers and this elite royal knight order before him seemed like an essential task.

In the upcoming finals, he will face an extremely formidable opponent. Like Zhu Zhuqing, he carries a cruel fate. If he truly wants to control his own destiny and not become a pawn manipulated by others, he must find a way to become the master of this chessboard.

"Halt. Please show me your notes."

Namikaze was stopped by the leading general; normally, no one was allowed to visit this place. The so-called "manual" was actually a qualification certificate for promotion.

"Give."

Namikaze skillfully handed the qualification certificate to the general, who was wearing silver armor and a red tassel on his head.

Upon seeing the qualification certificate, the general immediately presented it with both hands and returned it to Namikaze.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Dou Hunting Grounds. I am Roxon, the captain of the Third Battalion of the Royal Knights. Gentlemen from Shrek Academy, please follow me." With that, the long-sealed door behind him slowly opened, and the group entered, escorted by a group of Royal Knights soldiers.

After climbing over one small hill after another, a wide-open space came into view. On the grassland, many military tents had already been set up.

"It's right here, Team Leader Bo. The elimination rounds of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament are being held in the military camp. There's your academy's insignia next to the tents; Shrek Academy's tent is in the very center."

Namikaze smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, General Roxson. Please lead the way."

"I wouldn't dare," Roxon replied, flattered.

"The knockout stage will begin tomorrow. You will be escorted to the competition venue by a designated person. Team Leader Bo, please get some rest. I'll take my leave now."

Chapter 126 Did Sendouryu lose money, or did Bofeng profit?

Following the directions given by General Roxon, Bofeng and his men quickly arrived at the tent.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong share a room, Oscar and Ma Hongjun share a room, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing share a room, and finally, Bo Feng and Tang San share a room.

Due to matters at the academy, Flander, the Master, and Liu Erlong were unable to attend. They will all travel together for the final competition.

During this time, Zhu Zhuqing had a lot of complaints, the reason being that she didn't want to share a room with Dai Mubai. She was afraid that someone might take advantage of her being alone with him in a room.

She even suggested that she'd rather live with Tang San than with Dai Mubai. Clearly, Zhu Zhuqing still didn't approve of Dai Mubai's character and was genuinely afraid that this philandering tiger would devour this adorable little kitten.

Zhu Zhuqing knew Tang San's character all too well; he was the pure and innocent young master Tang San!

Bo Feng felt helpless about this. After saying something to Dai Mubai, he made Dai Mubai promise to never touch a hair on Zhu Zhuqing's head.

Finally, things quieted down.

Time passed slowly, and the once empty military camp quickly became lively. More and more students arrived, each finding their own tent.

Many teams came, including four other academies from the Tiandou City region besides Shrek Academy: Tianshui Academy, Shenfeng Academy, Leiting Academy, and Chihuo Academy.

That's right, the Four Elements Academy took second, third, fourth, and fifth place respectively.

They found their respective tents, divided into groups, and settled in. They didn't interact at all during the trip, because a tough battle awaited them the next day.

The one-on-one elimination tournament format doesn't require teamwork; it's entirely based on individual skill.

Of course, if you are exceptionally skilled, you could take on seven opponents at once. However, such a situation is rare, if not nonexistent.

As dusk approached, Bo Feng remained seated in his tent as always, not venturing out at all. He was patiently cultivating, and he sensed that his soul power had increased to level sixty-eight.

It was almost midnight when Tang San lifted the tent flap and came in.

"Where did you go? Coming back so late, that's not like you at all?" Bo Feng glanced at Tang San who had just returned and asked.

Tang San plopped down to the side, picked up a cup from the table, and drank the water inside in one gulp.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his expression grave, and said, "Grandpa, just now, on my way back, I ran into Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, so that's why..."

"Xue Qinghe?"

Bo Feng asked suspiciously, "This Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire must have a lot of free time. Why is he looking for you during the holidays? Is it some recruitment matter again?"

“That’s right.” Tang San nodded and said, “The Crown Prince’s purpose is very clear. He wants me to stay and assist him. He also said that he would marry Xue Ke to me and that he would make me a king of a different surname when he inherits the throne.”

These are truly excellent terms—marrying off his sister and bestowing upon him the title of king—a win-win situation. The intention is clear: to firmly bind Tang San to the chariot of the Heaven Dou royal family.

Namikaze smiled slightly, "It seems the royal family has gone to great lengths to win you over. I bet you refused."

Without hesitation, Tang San drank another large cup of water, let out a long sigh, and said, "It took me a lot of effort to get back, Grandpa. This Crown Prince is no ordinary person."