Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

He raised his hand and took out a pure white crystal from his storage soul tool.

It is imprinted with the concrete content of thought.

As we all know, the visualization of thoughts cannot be digitally altered.

The ancient star infused its soul power, and the crystal instantly projected light and shadow, showing a scene in the wasteland.

Leng Yulai dismissed the Dark Bell, unlocked the soul power chains binding him, and urged him in a low voice to quickly call for reinforcements.

The image freezes right there, abruptly ending.

Leng Yaozhu stared intently at the familiar figure in the light and shadow, her eyes red-rimmed.

In other words, it was driven by selfishness.

Over the years, under the guise of being the deputy tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, she used all her authority to do everything in her power to cover up the news that Leng Yulai had joined the Holy Spirit Cult.

Even if the truth comes out and people condemn her for bending the law for personal gain and for colluding with evil spirit masters, she will accept it all.

In her eyes, there were never any Dark Four Heavenly Kings, only her younger sister who was hurt by love in her youth, took a wrong step, and went astray, and the other three damned beasts.

Ma Xiaotao was able to turn back from the path of evil soul masters, and Tang Ya was able to be pulled back to the right path by Huo Yuhao, so why can't her sister?

With the Fire Phoenix Saintess Ma Xiaotao and the Blue Silver Saintess Tang Yazhu as precedents, if Huo Yuhao can do it, why can't Leng Yaozhu?

When she learned that Leng Yulai was among those who kidnapped Xing Ci, she felt like the sky was falling.

On one side is her blood-related younger sister, and on the other is the child she watched grow up and treated as her own. This dilemma almost tore her apart.

But now, things have taken a turn for the better, and a new lease on life has emerged.

Yu Lai not only did not harm Qian Gu Xing Ci, but actually protected him.

Leng Yaozhu raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, forcibly suppressing her surging emotions, and smoothly changed the subject: "Mind materialization, it seems there are still people protecting Xingci."

“They are elders in the clan,” Qian Gu Qingfeng replied, following her words.

Harosa's identity is too special to be easily revealed, even to Leng Yaozhu.

To the outside world, the Eternal Breeze is the Spirit Pagoda's secret weapon, and it even quietly broke through to the level of a quasi-god.

The fact that the Qian Gu family still has a powerful figure from the Qian Gu Die Ting generation still alive is astonishing, but also understandable.

Leng Yaozhu nodded without the slightest doubt.

Qian Gu Qingfeng glanced at the desolate wilderness around him and said, "Let's go back first."

I will immediately notify the Federal Military Headquarters and the Spirit Tower branches in all major cities to strengthen security. The Holy Spirit Cult dares to make a move in Mingdu; it seems they are truly restless.

The figures of the group disappeared into the night in an instant, leaving only a mess of weeds swaying gently in the wind.

However, it's one-twelfth of an hour plus a quarter of an hour.

A shocking piece of news spread throughout the entire Federation's Soul Guidance Network, sweeping across every city and every neighborhood.

The term "evil spirit master" has never completely disappeared from the Federation's sight.

For the vast majority of ordinary citizens, however, evil spirit masters have always existed only in the legends of official warnings and reports, a far cry from their peaceful lives.

But this time was different. The Holy Spirit Cult, which had been silent for several years, actually made its move right under the nose of the Federal capital, Mingdu.

A core figure at the level of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness silently infiltrated the main city and kidnapped the young master of the ancient family of the Spirit Pagoda in public.

The moment the news broke, public opinion across the entire Federation exploded.

The news was being broadcast on a loop on public screens throughout the streets and alleys.

The once bustling night market suddenly became deserted, and even the shops along the street hurriedly locked themselves up. A sense of unease spread with the wind to every corner of the Federation.

Eradicating evil spirit masters and thoroughly investigating the Holy Spirit Cult is the politically correct course in Douluo Continent.

The Spirit Tower headquarters immediately issued the highest-level warning. The Tang Sect, major sects, and legions successively issued public statements, calling on the entire Federation to join forces to thoroughly investigate all hidden traces of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The soul-guided defense arrays of all major cities have been fully activated, and the city defense forces have doubled their patrols, creating an atmosphere of extreme tension!

Yu Guanzhi, commander of the Federal Central Army Corps and deputy head of the Temple of War, personally represented the Federal Military and the Temple of War to oversee the competition at the All-Federal Grand Competition.

In any case, this highly anticipated competition concerns the face of the Federation and absolutely cannot afford any more mistakes.

A thousand miles away in Shrek City, the evening breeze from Poseidon Island, carrying the moisture from Poseidon Lake, gently caressed the Poseidon Pavilion.

Yun Ming pushed open the door, his brows furrowed with an unyielding melancholy, and even his steps carried an undeniable weariness.

Yali was already sitting under the lamp waiting for him.

A gentle, radiant holy light appeared on her palm, carrying immense vitality, and gently pressed against his tense shoulders and neck.

The warm yellow light fell on her gentle features. "Brother Ming, are you troubled by matters concerning the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Yun Ming closed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth from his wife's palm, and after a long while, he spoke softly.

That's part of the reason.

But more importantly, there's the matter of Sister Yue's disappearance; she... I still haven't been able to find her.

Yali's hand on his shoulder suddenly stopped, her eyes instantly filled with deep worry.

As the recognized number one healing-type Soul Master on the mainland, Saint Spirit Douluo Ya Li knew better than anyone how dangerous Long Yeyue's current situation was.

Putting aside the visible external injuries, the two completely contradictory attributes of light and darkness within Long Yeyue's body had long since gone out of control, rampaging through her meridians and causing even her soul core to begin to teeter on the brink of collapse.

Normally, any Soul Master who can condense a Soul Core and reach the Title Douluo realm would have already mastered the control of their own Martial Soul and attributes. Not to mention someone like Long Yeyue, a Limit Douluo standing at the top of the continent, even if he is seriously injured, he would never fall into such a state.

However, Long Yeyue's soul core was not formed entirely by her own cultivation from the beginning; to a large extent, it was the legacy left to her by her deceased husband.

The Golden Tree Spirit had sensed something unusual in a certain place in the Douluo Plane earlier, and Yun Ming was right in front of it!

Yun Ming, did you really not find Long Yeyue?

Chapter 73 The Battle of the Golden and Silver Dragons: Whether Bloodline Benefits are a Blessing or a Curse Remains to Be Seen

The schedule was not affected by these incidents.

In these rounds, neither the junior nor the youth groups saw any clashes between seeded players.

The schedule was relatively uneventful.

It wasn't until the bracket for the junior group semifinals was released that the truly worthwhile matches began to emerge.

Na'er from the Spirit Pagoda faces off against Tang Wulin from the Tang Sect.

The moment the news spread, a chorus of discussions erupted in the stands.

Since its debut, the former has swept away all its opponents with overwhelming force, and there has never been a duel that lasted more than three moves.

The latter is a talent discovered by the Tang Sect. He is also studying at Shrek Academy, the number one academy on the continent. With his powerful dragon bloodline and Blue Silver Grass martial soul, he fought his way from the preliminaries to the semifinals and is the biggest dark horse in the junior group of this competition.

On the sparring arena, the soul-guided shield had already been raised in advance, and the light screen enveloped the entire arena.

The referee stood at the edge of the ring, his gaze sweeping over the two teenagers on the stage, and announced the rules of the match in a deep voice.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, stood on one side of the arena, and stared intently at the girl opposite him.

He had met many Soul Masters with top-tier bloodlines, such as his grandmaster Zhuo Shi and his teacher Feng Wuyu.

They all possess powerful True Dragon Martial Souls.

Tang Wulin never felt any bloodline suppression from them; in fact, he could make them feel uncomfortable.

Never before have I felt such a sense of oppression from Na'er.

The girl stood quietly at the other end of the arena, her plain white dress spotless, her long, smooth silver hair cascading down to her waist, and her pale silver eyes as clear as a cold pool under the moonlight.

Despite his pure and untouched appearance, the golden dragon bloodline within him began to stir uncontrollably, causing his qi and blood to surge endlessly.

It was an instinctive submission and fear that came from the very source of one's bloodline!

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, Tang Wulin moved instantly.

He was well aware of the gap between himself and Na'er, and he understood even more what that bloodline suppression meant. Only by seizing the initiative and getting close to her as quickly as possible could he have a chance of winning.

Brilliant golden patterns lit up in his palm, and supple blue silver grass sprouted from the ground with golden patterns. Three magnificent purple soul rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet, pulsating rhythmically.

The first spirit ring lit up instantly, and a surge of rich spirit power burst forth. Countless thick, golden-patterned blue silver grasses swept towards Na'er like venomous snakes, wrapping around her limbs and joints in layers. The golden patterns on the surface of the blue silver grasses shone brightly.

This is his most proficient basic control technique. In countless battles, even powerful attack-type Soul Masters of the same level would find it difficult to break free once entangled by this Blue Silver Grass.

Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to touch Na'er's body, a clear dragon roar suddenly resounded throughout the arena.

A pure white spear materialized in Na'er's hand, with fine silver dragon scale patterns lighting up one after another on the spear shaft. Four spirit rings, three purple and one black, rose from beneath her feet, with the purple thousand-year spirit ring at the forefront suddenly illuminating.

"First Soul Skill, Silver Dragon Slash."

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, and the silver dragon spear in her hand suddenly shone brightly. The moment the spear tip sliced ​​through the air, a condensed silver spear light swept out.

The Blue Silver Grass that Tang Wulin had placed high hopes on was as fragile as paper in front of this spear light, breaking instantly without even the slightest resistance.

The spear's momentum had not yet dissipated, heading straight for Tang Wulin's face. The piercing power of the silver dragon attached to it instantly caused a layer of fine goosebumps to rise on the surface of his skin.

Tang Wulin's pupils contracted sharply, and his second spirit ring instantly lit up. He roared, "Second spirit skill, Blue Silver Thrust Formation!"

The arena floor trembled violently, and countless blue silver grass spikes with golden patterns sprang up from beneath Na'er's feet, forming a dense array of spikes. The spikes had a paralyzing effect, attempting to restrict her movement and force her to retreat and defend.

Kona didn't move an inch. Her second purple soul ring lit up, and a layer of fine silver dragon scales instantly appeared on her body, enveloping her entirely.

"Second Soul Skill, Silver Dragon's Fury."

A violent burst of silver light erupted from the Silver Dragon Spear. The sharp spikes of the Blue Silver Grass that were thrusting towards it were shattered the moment they touched the silver light, and even the ground of the arena cracked with fine lines.

The violent shockwave spread along the ground, and Tang Wulin felt a tightness in his chest, his blood and qi surging even more violently. He staggered back two steps uncontrollably.

What made his heart sink even more was that the golden dragon bloodline within him was so agitated by the dragon-roar-like burst of soul power that it almost burst out of his body, and even the circulation of soul power became sluggish.

He finally truly understood just how terrifying that so-called bloodline suppression really was.

Having enjoyed all the benefits of his bloodline, Tang Wulin finally faced his most severe version adjustment.

Version 3.0 introduces two Dragon King characters, putting immense pressure on all dragons!

The golden dragon bloodline within him made him feel like a subject before a king in front of Na'er, unable to even offer the most basic resistance.

"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Golden Light Array!"

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and showed no sign of backing down. His last purple spirit ring suddenly lit up.