Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

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Tang San suddenly spat out a mouthful of blue-gold divine blood.

The trident of Poseidon had become one with his soul, and the moment the trident shattered, his soul was torn apart with a hideous rift.

He staggered, unable to support himself any longer, and fell heavily to one knee.

The broken halberd slipped from his powerless hand and crashed onto the jade ground, breaking into several pieces.

Blue-gold divine blood dripped continuously from his chin, falling onto the broken fragments of the divine halberd, like a silent lament.

Xu Yanli, carrying the Holy Sword, walked step by step toward Tang San.

The leather boots trod over the broken bricks and stones, each step feeling like a heavy blow to Tang San's shattered spirit.

Tang San struggled to lift his head, gazing at the white-clad figure approaching step by step.

Looking at that face that bore a striking resemblance to her mother, Xu Wangshu, the hatred, resentment, and fear in her eyes vanished, leaving only utter despair and despondency.

"You lost."

Xu Yanli stood in front of him, looking down at the Sea God King who had manipulated Douluo for many years and was incomparably majestic.

Tang San opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only a metallic taste rose in his throat, and he couldn't utter a sound.

Xu Yanli slowly raised his sword, the cold tip gently pressing against Tang San's brow.

The chaotic light flowing from the tip of the sword cast flickering shadows on Tang San's pale face.

"This sword strike is to avenge the debt owed to my mother."

The sword tip was gently pushed forward.

Blood gushed out, accompanied by Tang San's shrill screams.

Starting from between his eyebrows, Tang San's body turned into fine dust inch by inch and dissipated into the air.

Just like back then, Xu Wangshu's martial spirit was crushed.

He stared intently at Xu Yanli, his eyes wide open, the last glimmer of light in them slowly fading until it was completely extinguished.

The countless blue and gold specks of light drifted away in the wind and vanished completely.

Outside the palace, the vast ocean of the divine realm, which had been churning for so long, finally returned to calm.

The sea was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the clear blue sky.

Xu Yanli sheathed his sword, turned around, and slowly walked towards the outside of the main hall.

His steps were unhurried, treading over the broken bricks and tiles, over the shattered trident of Poseidon, and over the scattered fragments of divine radiance.

When he reached the entrance of the palace, he paused slightly but did not turn around.

A gentle breeze brushed past my ears, carrying the coolness of the sea.

"Mother."

His voice was very soft, so faint that it was almost drowned out by the sea breeze.

“I have made up for all the debts owed to you.”

The sunlight outside was perfect, clear and bright.

Xu Yanli stepped out of the main hall, his white-clad figure merging into the golden light that filled the sky, and disappeared completely.

Behind them, the majestic Sea God Temple, which had stood in the realm of gods for ten thousand years, collapsed with a roar and sank into the endless depths of the sea, disappearing without a trace.

After dealing with Tang San, Xu Yanli went straight to the Forbidden Land of Gods.

The forbidden land was deathly silent.

Xu Yanli stepped into this gray and chaotic place, and the first thing he saw was the layer upon layer of pitch-black chains.

It wasn't just a few chains; a dense network of sealing chains crisscrossed and tightly bound the Golden Dragon King's entire body.

The heavy chains wrapped around the dragon's neck to its tail, then around its limbs and torso, the heavy chains digging into the golden dragon scales, pinning the enormous dragon to the void, rendering it unable to move.

The chains were jet black and deep, their surface covered with flowing dark gold divine patterns, a genuine seal of divine laws.

Any one of these techniques could be enough to suppress a first-level deity.

Countless law-level seals, like divine nails sealing the heavens and earth, have trapped the Golden Dragon King, who in his prime was capable of overturning the divine realm, here for endless years.

At this moment, the dragon's massive body was slightly bent by the chains, and its originally dazzling golden scales were dull and lifeless.

His terrifying destructive power was tightly compressed and imprisoned, with only a few streaks of golden lightning occasionally bursting out from the cracks in his scales and instantly dissipating into nothingness.

Even though he was suppressed to this extent, the aura emanating from his body was still domineering and overwhelming, making the entire void almost suffocating.

This is the source of destruction after the Dragon God split in half; it is the ultimate power of all the heavens, the purest form of destruction.

Xu Yanli stood ten steps away, looking up at the golden dragon that was tightly bound by chains, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"You are the Golden Dragon King."

The tone was flat and indifferent; it wasn't a question, but simply a casual confirmation of a fact.

The heavy dragon head slowly turned.

With every movement, the chains binding his neck tightened violently, and the divine runes shone with a blinding light, like a branding iron digging into flesh, bringing excruciating pain.

But the Golden Dragon King didn't care at all.

Those vertical golden eyes lowered, sweeping over the tiny Xu Yanli with a condescending gaze. There was no anger or surprise in their eyes, only extreme indifference and contempt.

It was as if they were looking at an insignificant ant.

"Human beings."

A deep, resonant dragon's roar echoed through the void, causing the chains hanging in the sky to rattle and tremble. "You came all this way just to see me make a fool of myself?"

Xu Yanli didn't respond to his words, but instead focused her gaze on the sealing chains, scanning them carefully inch by inch.

The restraints on his neck, the locks on his torso, the seals on his limbs, the patterns and power points of every chain, and the flaws in the seals—all of these were clearly visible to him.

The Golden Dragon King was not in a hurry.

It was bound tightly to the void by countless divine chains, its massive dragon head hanging low, silently looking down at the humans below.

He hadn't seen God come here for a long time.

But the white-clad human in front of him remained calm and composed throughout, without even blinking.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" The Golden Dragon King was unusually intrigued, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.

Xu Yanli then looked away and met his golden vertical pupils.

"What are you afraid of?"

The Golden Dragon King was slightly taken aback.

The next second, a low, hoarse laugh rolled out from deep in his throat, with a rough, metallic texture, like a rusty giant door slowly being pushed open, making the chains rattle and clang.

"That's interesting."

He slowly lowered his head, his enormous dragon eyes fixed intently on Xu Yanli, his gleaming white fangs slightly exposed, revealing a ferocious look. "Much more interesting than those cowardly gods. What a pity..."

"You've come at the wrong time."

"Once I break free of these tattered chains, you'll be the first thing I'll devour."

Xu Yanli looked at his arrogant appearance and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"No need to wait."

He slowly turned around, his back to the Golden Dragon King, and took three steps into the depths of the void before stopping.

"I'm here today to let you out."

At the same time, I'll send you on your way.

The Golden Dragon King's laughter stopped abruptly.

A deathly silence suddenly enveloped the entire void.

Xu Yanli raised his hand and drew the jade fan from his waist, his fingertips flicking it slightly.

The warm jade fan instantly transformed into a gleaming white holy sword, its blade enveloped in a faint, chaotic light, its edge as thin as condensed moonlight, and extremely sharp.

A faint, almost imperceptible glimmer of chaotic light slowly appeared on the tip of the sword.

The moment that tiny glimmer of light appeared, all the light in the void was swallowed up, and the surroundings instantly darkened.

The Golden Dragon King's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart trembled violently.

Chapter 226 The Golden Dragon King is Dead

He possesses some of the Dragon God's memories.

But he had never seen this power before.

This is not soul power, nor should it be divine power from the divine realm. It is something more ancient than the Dragon God, something that has existed for much longer than the divine realm itself—the origin of creation!

"You in the end..."

He had barely begun to speak, before he had even finished.

Xu Yanli had already drawn his sword.

The sword's light was as thin as a hair; it did not sever the dragon's body, but only cut the chains.

The extreme speed broke through the limits of space and time. Even with the Golden Dragon King's eyesight, he could only catch a fleeting, faint shadow and had no time to react.

Ding!

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out, as light as a needle breaking ice.

The first divine chain binding his neck snapped instantly!

The broken section was as smooth as a mirror. The sealing divine runes that had been flashing wildly instantly vanished. The pitch-black chains, now devoid of divine power, turned into specks of ashes and disappeared into nothingness.

The Golden Dragon King's massive body trembled violently.

He clearly realized that the shackles that had suppressed him for countless years had been lifted by one!

A feeling of exhilaration and raw power surged through my entire body in an instant.