Douluo Continent: Taking Tang San as a disciple, with a ten-thousand-fold return for teaching him.

Chen Luo stayed by her side the whole time.

Three days later, the two returned to Shrek Academy.

There is a wooden house on the back mountain, which was a cultivation room that Liu Erlong had specially left for Chen Luo.

A small window, a wooden bed, nothing else.

Before Chen Luo entered the wooden house, Liu Erlong stood outside and did not follow him in.

"how long?"

"About six months."

"it is good."

After saying that word, Liu Erlong turned and left.

Chen Luo closed the door and sat cross-legged on the stone bed.

The light spots coming in from the window climbed from the floor to the wall, and then from the wall to the ceiling.

He closed his eyes, and the soul power within his body began to circulate slowly.

Half a year.

The leaves on the trees on the back hill fall and grow back, grow back and fall again.

Liu Erlong would come and stand outside the wooden house for a while every few days.

She didn't use her soul power to sense things, afraid of disturbing Chen Luo; she just looked at the closed wooden door.

Flander would come occasionally, but he always avoided Liu Erlong.

He stood at the entrance to the back mountain for a while, hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the wooden house, and then silently turned around and went back.

One evening six months later.

The sun was setting, and the horizon was ablaze with an orange-red hue.

The students on the training field had just finished training and were walking towards the cafeteria in twos and threes.

Then the golden light appeared.

A golden beam of light shot into the sky from the back mountain, piercing through the clouds.

A circular hole burst open in the middle of the cloud, and the beam of light continued to rise until it stopped at a height that was no longer visible to the naked eye.

Golden light filled the sky above Shrek Academy, even overshadowing the colors of the sunset.

The ground is shaking.

It's not an earthquake, it's the air vibrating.

Golden ripples spread outwards from the back mountain, rustling the leaves and creating fine ripples on the lake.

Everyone on the training ground stopped in their tracks, looking up at the towering pillar of light, speechless with their mouths agape.

All the Soul Masters in the entire Heaven Dou City sensed it.

Countless gazes simultaneously turned toward Shrek Academy from different directions.

Those with weak strength only felt a chill in their heart, while those with strong strength could sense just how terrifying that aura was.

In an attic within the college.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back by the window, his green pupils reflecting the golden beam of light.

His robes fluttered slightly from the shockwave, but he remained completely still.

He stared at it for a long time, then slowly exhaled: "This guy... has gotten stronger again."

His tone was filled with emotion and relief.

Heavenly Dou City Imperial Palace

Xue Qinghe stood by the window, staring at the golden light soaring into the sky from the direction of Shrek Academy, his expression not very good.

Two elderly men stood behind him.

One wielded a serpent spear, the other carried blood-red spikes on his back.

"Elder She, Elder Ci, what's going on?"

Serpent Spear Douluo stepped forward, his aged face twitching slightly: "Your Highness, someone has broken through to level ninety-nine."

Xue Qinghe gripped the window frame tightly.

The Porcupine Douluo added in a low voice, "Only the Grand Elder has ever reached this level of aura."

"This aura seems... to be stronger than that of the High Priest."

Xue Qinghe didn't speak again, but stared intently at the gradually dissipating pillar of light in the distance, his eyes churning with complex emotions.

The door to the wooden cabin was pushed open.

Chen Luo walked out from inside.

The setting sun stretched his shadow long.

He stood on the edge of the cliff behind the mountain, his entire demeanor completely different from what he had been six months ago.

It's not about showing off, it's about restraint.

All his imposing aura was suppressed within his body, making him stand there like a mountain.

Hurried footsteps echoed along the mountain path outside the wooden house.

Liu Erlong and Flander arrived at almost the same time.

Liu Erlong ran ahead, his chest heaving violently.

"I did it."

Chen Luo spoke, his voice calm.

Looking at Chen Luo's face, Liu Erlong's lips slowly curled up.

"Congratulations."

Liu Erlong's voice was a little hoarse.

Flander stood to the side and gave Chen Luo a thumbs up: "Half a year, worth it."

Chen Luo nodded to the two of them.

Then his expression softened slightly, and he shifted his gaze from Liu Erlong's face to the distant horizon.

There was nothing there, only the horizon dyed red by the setting sun.

"I'm going to the City of Slaughter. To receive the final divine inheritance."

Liu Erlong immediately replied, "I'll go with you."

Flanders nodded: "Together."

Chen Luo did not refuse.

By the time the three left Shrek Academy, it was completely dark.

The entrance to the Killing City is still that little tavern.

Chen Luo stood in front of the hidden door, glanced back at Liu Erlong and Flander, and said, "Just wait for me here."

Liu Erlong opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.

Flander patted her on the shoulder and nodded to Chen Luo: "Be careful."

Chen Luo pushed open the hidden door and went inside.

The familiar long staircase, the familiar smell of blood, the familiar purple moonlight.

But this time, the moment he stepped into the City of Slaughter, the entire underground world sank.

Everything around was swallowed up by a thick layer of blood red. Sound disappeared, temperature disappeared, and even the solid ground beneath our feet disappeared.

Chen Luo stood in a pure crimson space.

There is no sky or earth, no direction, no distance.

Only boundless crimson.

Then the crimson blood began to flow, converging in one direction.

They spun and coalesced, finally forming an outline a dozen feet in front of Chen Luo.

First the torso.

Then the limbs.

Then the head.

Finally, there was that sword.

A human figure slowly emerged from the blood red.

His body was covered in dark red armor, with jagged barbs extending from the joints, each barb entwined with flowing blood-red patterns.

His face was obscured by an invisible force, making his features impossible to discern; one could only vaguely sense that his face was devoid of any expression.

He sat on a throne made of countless broken swords.

He held a giant sword in his right hand, the blade longer than his entire body, with blood-red lightning crackling on its edge.

The sword tip touched the ground, cracking open countless spiderweb-like fissures from which scalding, blood-red steam billowed.

Behind the throne was a dark red domain, and at the edge of the domain, countless blurry shadows knelt in worship. The faces of those shadows were indistinct, and only the voices emanating from their mouths could be heard.

The sound was not language, but pure awe and fear, like a sob coming from the depths of the earth.

Chen Luo stood in front of the throne.

The being on the throne lowered his head slightly, looking at him.

He did not speak.

The voice resounded directly in the depths of Chen Luo's consciousness.

"You've arrived."