Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

What he needs is a location that is remote enough, sparsely populated, with relatively stable energy, or that has special auxiliary effects.

Carrying the black dragon egg that Di Tian had transformed into, Tang Lan flew swiftly through the air, traveling day and night, traversing the vast northern wilderness of the Douling Empire.

Having crossed the frigid region bordering the Heavenly Soul Empire and the far north, they continued their journey further north across the continent, into an unknown territory ruled by permanent glaciers and biting winds.

It took him three days and three nights, traveling countless miles at Tang Lan's demigod-level speed. Finally, on the morning of the fourth day, an endless white world, purely composed of ice and snow, appeared at the edge of his vision.

It was an island of unimaginable size, or rather, a giant glacial continent floating on the Arctic Ocean! As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but pure white snow and crystal-clear ice.

Thick, solid ice, accumulated over countless millennia. The sky was a perpetual leaden gray, the wind howled like knives, and the temperature was low enough to instantly freeze the soul power of any soul master below the Soul Venerable level.

There are almost no signs of life here, only the most tenacious polar moss and the occasional cold-resistant bird spirit beast flying by. It is a true forbidden zone for life, but because of this, it is isolated from most interference and covetousness from the outside world.

"This is it."

Tang Lan hovered above this glacial continent, his divine sense quickly sweeping across the area below.

Although the ice-attribute elemental energy here is not extremely dense, it is exceptionally pure and stable, and contains an ancient and unchanging sense of tranquility and solemnity. It is perfect for Di Tian, ​​who needs a quiet environment to complete his transformation.

The extreme low temperature can also neutralize the excessive heat that may be generated in Di Tian's body due to the transformation, and play a certain role in stabilizing the situation.

He chose a vast ice field located in the central region of the glacial continent, at a relatively high altitude, with an astonishingly thick layer of ice. After landing, Tang Lan could clearly feel the temperature of the miniature black dragon egg in his palm.

It is gradually rising at a slow but steady pace, and the dark gold patterns on the eggshell surface seem to be flowing more actively than before.

This indicates that the transformation process within the Ditian realm is accelerating, and energy fluctuations are beginning to intensify, requiring an environment that can promptly dissipate and channel this heat.

Without further hesitation, Tang Lan raised his right hand, and chaotic light condensed in his palm. Without any fancy moves, he casually pressed down on the ancient glacier beneath his feet, which was frozen to an unknown thickness and had a hardness comparable to refined gold.
This palm strike, seemingly gentle, actually contained Tang Lan's terrifying internal energy at the demigod level and his ultimate control over power! The palm force was not released outwards, but rather at the moment of contact with the ice surface.

It transformed into countless subtle yet incredibly resilient shockwaves and cutting forces, silently penetrating deep into the glacier.

Click... Click...

A series of faint yet dense sounds, as if the internal structure of the ice was being forcibly altered and separated, were heard. Immediately afterwards, a straight crack, hundreds of feet long, tens of feet wide, and bottomless, appeared in front of Tang Lan.

As if slashed by the sharpest blade, it appeared starkly on the crystal-clear glacier surface! The edges of the crack were as smooth as a mirror, emanating a chilling aura, and below lay a deep, eerie blue abyss, its destination unknown.

Tang Lan looked down at the black dragon egg in her palm, which was already quite hot to the touch and was shimmering with light, and then she no longer hesitated.

"Brother Black Dragon, complete your Nirvana right here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and the miniature dragon egg transformed into a black streak of light, precisely aimed at the deep glacial crevice, and plummeted into the deepest part of the icy abyss. The dark gold patterns flowing on the eggshell appeared exceptionally mysterious and magnificent against the backdrop of the deep blue icy abyss.

Tang Lan watched as the black dragon egg transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the deep blue light and shadow of the icy abyss, until the light of that single point of dark gold pattern was completely swallowed up by the endless cold and darkness.

He hovered silently above the glacial crevice, his powerful divine sense like an invisible tentacle, slowly probing into the depths of the icy abyss, carefully sensing.

Beneath the icy abyss lay deathly silence, cold, and darkness. But Tang Lan could clearly perceive that, deep within, a faint yet incredibly resilient pulse, brimming with immense life force, was beating steadily, like the heart of a sleeping behemoth.

That was the aura of the dragon egg that Di Tian had transformed into.

As soon as it entered this extremely cold environment, the overflowing heat and fluctuations seemed to quickly subside and become internalized, forming a delicate balance with the surrounding millennia-old ice. The extreme cold of the Ice Abyss just neutralized the excessive heat generated inside the dragon egg due to its metamorphosis, allowing it to enter a more stable and profound state of evolution.

"The ice-attribute energy here is pure and stable, the ice is solid and indestructible after ten thousand years, it is rarely visited by humans and has no soul beasts. It is the best place for seclusion and transformation."

Tang Lan pondered for a moment, a satisfied look appearing on her face.

He muttered to himself, his voice clearly audible in the howling wind, as if speaking to the being buried deep beneath the icy abyss.

"Brother Black Dragon, rest assured and be reborn here. When you hatch, your bloodline will be completely purified, you will be transformed, and you will truly become a pure dragon, even... the time to touch the divine realm. At that time, the landscape of this continent will be different because of you."

After saying that, Tang Lan did not linger.

His figure slowly rose into the air until he was thousands of feet above the ground, looking down at the huge glacial crevasse below and the vast, boundless world of ice and snow around him.

His eyes narrowed, and his hands quickly formed a series of complex and profound hand seals in front of his chest. Pale golden chaotic light flowed from his fingertips, containing countless intricate law runes.

"With chaos as its foundation and heaven and earth as its lock, sealing the heavens and earth, impervious to all laws—the Chaos Sealing Array, activate!"

With a low shout, he pressed his hands down sharply! Countless pale golden light spots, like golden raindrops, poured out from his palms, silently disappearing into various parts of the glacier below, merging into the depths of the ice layer, and vanishing without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a huge circle of complex light patterns with chaotic colors suddenly lit up the ice field within a ten-mile radius of the ice abyss fissure!
The light patterns intertwined to form an enormous network that covered the entire area. Then, the light shone brightly for a moment, then quickly dimmed and disappeared completely beneath the ice and snow, as if it had never existed.

However, Tang Lan could clearly sense that a powerful defensive and isolation formation, based on his demigod-level soul power and the laws of chaos, and combining the essence of Tang Sect formations with the profound mysteries of ancient formations, had quietly taken shape, firmly protecting the core area of ​​the Ice Abyss where Di Tian was located.

This formation is not a killing formation; its main functions are "isolation" and "defense." Within the formation, the aura does not leak out, and the energy does not dissipate. Any external creature that does not possess a passage mark personally granted by Tang Lan or has strength far exceeding that of the formation's creator cannot forcibly break through the formation.

It was impossible to perceive the specific situation inside the formation, let alone enter its core area. Furthermore, the formation possessed extremely strong resistance to external attacks, capable of withstanding the combined assault of several Super Douluo without breaking.

Moreover, the formation is designed to allow "exit but not entry"—meaning that when Di Tian emerges from his shell, he can leave without any hindrance, but any external entity attempting to enter will find it extremely difficult.

After arranging everything, Tang Lan carefully scanned the array several times with her divine sense to confirm that the array was operating correctly, the dragon egg under the ice abyss had a stable aura, and there was no other threatening life force within hundreds of miles except for some faint polar winds and ice spirits. Only then did she feel completely relieved.

"Now that things are settled here, it's time to head back. There are still many follow-up matters to be dealt with in Dongyang City."

Tang Lan glanced one last time at the tranquil icy plain, then turned and transformed into a golden streak of light piercing the gray sky, speeding towards the direction she had come from—Dongyang City in the south. The return journey was still at full speed, but compared to the urgency when searching for a suitable location, there was now a greater sense of composure. As Tang Lan flew, she mentally reviewed her next steps. With Dongyang City now secured, the situation in the southeast of the Douling Empire was beginning to stabilize.

The Tang Clan's extermination team has already been dispatched, and the terms of their deep cooperation with the Empire still need to be finalized... There are many matters to attend to. However, what worries him most is the movement of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Although Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao escaped severely injured, given their vengeful and cunning nature, they will certainly not let the matter rest. The undercurrents in other parts of the continent also require close monitoring.

Several days later, Tang Lan reappeared in the skies above Dongyang City. Compared to when he left, the city was noticeably more orderly. The ruins of the main streets had been cleared, and temporary houses and tents were neatly arranged.

Imperial soldiers could be seen patrolling everywhere. The flags of the Douling Empire and the banners of the Tang Clan were raised again on the city walls. Although the air was still filled with the faint scent of scorched earth and herbs, the deathly silence and panic after the great battle had dissipated, replaced by a tense and busy atmosphere of recovery.

Tang Lan landed quietly in the square in front of the city lord's mansion without alerting too many people.

As soon as he appeared, he sensed a powerful soul force fluctuation within the mansion, carrying a fiery and masculine aura. This aura was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar, and it did not belong to any of the powerful figures from the Tang Clan or the Imperial Army.

"It seems we have guests."

Tang Lan's heart stirred slightly. She straightened her robes and slowly walked into the mansion.

At the entrance of the council hall, Zhuge Feng, who had already been informed, came out to greet Tang Lan. Upon seeing Tang Lan, he smiled and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Sect Master, you're back. Just in time, the special envoy of the Douling Empire's royal family, Senior Tianyang Douluo, the deputy hall master of the Hall of Offerings, has been waiting in the mansion for quite some time."

"Tianyang Douluo?"

After a brief recollection, Tang Lan remembered this person. Tianyang Douluo, whose real name is unknown, was given a title derived from his martial soul "Tianyang," an extremely rare and powerful top-tier fire attribute martial soul. His cultivation level reached 97, and he was a highly senior figure in the Douling Empire's Hall of Worship.

One of the most powerful elders, holding a prestigious position, he resides in the imperial capital year-round and rarely ventures out except for major events. The fact that he has personally come to Dongyang City, which has just been recaptured and is not yet fully stable, demonstrates the importance the Douling Empire's royal family attaches to this battle.

Tang Lan nodded and entered the hall with Zhuge Feng.

Inside the hall, besides Imperial military generals such as Chen Jing and Du Yang, and several high-ranking members of the Tang Clan, sat an elderly man next to the main seat. He wore a magnificent crimson-gold robe, had white hair and beard but a ruddy complexion, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

The old man was tall and imposing, exuding an aura of profound authority even while seated. A subtle warmth emanated from him, dispelling the slight chill that had seeped into the hall due to the building's dilapidated state. It was none other than Tianyang Douluo.

Upon seeing Tang Lan enter, everyone in the hall, except for Tianyang Douluo, stood up. Chen Jing and Du Yang immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.

"This humble general pays his respects to Sect Master Tang!"

Tang Lan waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for formalities, then looked at Tianyang Douluo, smiled slightly, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Senior Tianyang, it is an honor to have you here. I, Tang, have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."

Tianyang Douluo slowly stood up. Although he was quite old and had profound cultivation, he dared not be arrogant in front of Tang Lan, a peerless powerhouse who had fought against two Limit Douluos and was suspected to be a demigod.

He returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute, a sincere and warm smile on his face, and a loud voice.

"Sect Leader Tang, you are too kind! I have come on His Majesty's orders, how could I dare to trouble you to welcome me? It is you who have worked tirelessly for the Empire and turned the tide. On behalf of His Majesty and the millions of people of the Empire, I would like to express my gratitude in advance!"

As he spoke, he bowed slightly.

Tang Lan stepped to the side, refusing the full courtesy, and smiled.

"Senior, you flatter us. As allies of the Empire, it is only our duty to fight against evil cults together. Please have a seat."

Everyone sat down again. Tianyang Douluo didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.

"Sect Leader Tang, the primary reason I have come here is to represent His Majesty in rewarding all the soldiers who participated in the battle of Dongyang City, especially the heroes of the Tang Sect, for their merits, in order to demonstrate His Majesty's grace and to bolster the morale of the army!"

He paused, looked at Tang Lan and Zhuge Feng, and continued.

"His Majesty was overjoyed upon learning of the great victory at Dongyang, saying that this was an unprecedented victory for the empire in recent decades, enough to boost the nation's fortunes and deter villains! Regarding the reward, His Majesty specifically instructed that it must be grand, timely, and that all those who have made contributions must feel the vastness of the empire's imperial grace!"

Tang Lan smiled and nodded.

"Your Majesty's kindness is appreciated by the Tang Clan. Please enlighten us on the specifics, senior."

Tianyang Douluo nodded, then stood up and addressed Tang Lan and everyone in the hall.

"I request that Sect Leader Tang and all of you follow me to the city tower. His Majesty has decreed that the rewards be announced before the three armies to set an example and boost morale!"

Tang Lan readily agreed, and the group immediately left the city lord's mansion and ascended the main tower of the east gate of Dongyang City, which was not yet fully repaired but had been cleared for passage.

Below the city walls, the main force of the Douling Empire's expeditionary force and some disciples of the Tang Sect, having learned of the news, quickly assembled and lined up under the organization of their commanders at all levels. Although many units had suffered heavy losses and their armor was tattered from the great battle, everyone stood tall and proud, their eyes fixed intently on the city walls.

Their eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement. The dark, imposing army was silent, with only the banners fluttering in the wind, and a fierce aura, forged in blood and fire, soared into the sky.

Tianyang Douluo walked to the front of the city tower, channeled his soul power, and his loud and majestic voice instantly spread throughout the entire East Gate, clearly reaching the ears of every soldier.

"Warriors of the Empire! Heroes of the Tang Clan!"

The roar echoed between the city walls and the open fields.

"In the Battle of Dongyang City, you fought valiantly, undeterred by a powerful enemy, successfully recapturing the southeastern gateway of the empire, defeating the rebels, repelling the evil cult, upholding national prestige, and strengthening the spirit of our army! This is an unparalleled achievement, and the entire empire shares in its glory!" (End of Chapter)