Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

He had also sparred with a level 91 Title Douluo before, and that Title Douluo's strength was not as puzzling as that of the other party. His voice was full of helplessness and doubt. He felt that Jiang Han's strength was too mysterious, and he didn't know how strong Jiang Han was.

"How strange." Unable to figure out what was going on, the tall man dragged a chair over and sat down, looking at the closed door and waiting quietly. His eyes were full of expectation and doubt, he wanted to know how Jiang Han would perform in the first-level assessment. He felt that Jiang Han was a mysterious and powerful opponent, he hoped to see Jiang Han's true strength.

In the Holy Pavilion of the Holy Sect City, Jiang Han led his newly built Tang Sect on a difficult journey to challenge the first-level sect rating. The mysterious world behind the sect is full of unknowns and dangers. Can Jiang Han successfully win the honor of a first-level sect for the Tang Sect? And what kind of waves will his actions set off on the Douluo Continent?
Jiang Han walked into the door and saw darkness. Occasionally, two balls of ghostly fire lit up and went out. The rustling sound in the air made this space extremely gloomy. The darkness was like thick ink, as if it was going to swallow everything. The occasional flickering ghostly fire was like the eyes of a ghost, flickering in the darkness, giving people a creepy feeling. The air was filled with an old and decayed smell, as if this place had been forgotten for a long time. Jiang Han held a doorplate with the words "Tangmen" printed on it given by the staff, and used his observation Haki to perceive this space. His eyes were firm and calm, as if he was looking for a ray of hope in the darkness.

Thick stone pillars are arranged in an orderly manner, with soaring dragon patterns engraved on them. Every five meters there is a pile of white human bones. The stone pillars are tall and thick, as if they are the pillars that support this mysterious space. The dragon pattern is lifelike, as if it can take off from the stone pillars at any time and rush into the endless sky. And those white human bones lie there quietly, telling the past glory and sorrow. Obviously, these human bones were powerful in their lifetime, but because they failed in the rating, they did not even have the qualifications to retreat safely, so they stayed here forever. They may have been Soul Douluo or Title Douluo in the past. In order to pursue higher honor and status, they came here, but eventually became part of this mysterious space. No one knows their story, and their fate is sigh-worthy.

Suddenly, the space lit up, and a human figure appeared in front of Jiang Han. The light was like a flash of lightning, instantly breaking through the darkness and illuminating the entire space. The human figure gradually became clear in the light, as if it was a god awakening from a deep sleep. This was a middle-aged man holding a scepter, wearing a golden crown on his head, and holding a silver square tablet in his hand. There was a concave area in the center of the square tablet, and its shape and size were exactly the same as the token in Jiang Han's hand. At this moment, the crown man's empty eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Han. His eyes were empty and indifferent, as if he had no emotions or consciousness. He exuded a powerful aura, as if he was an insurmountable mountain, which was daunting.

Step, step, step! With each step he took, a soul ring would light up on his body until all nine black soul rings were lit up. The footsteps echoed in the silent space, like the sound of a death knell, and each sound made people's hearts tighten. The nine black soul rings, like nine black suns, exuded a powerful aura and pressure. If someone else were here, they would be amazed to see this scene. The unconscious being in front of them turned out to be a Titled Douluo with nine ten-thousand-year soul rings! However, Jiang Han's attention was not on the other party's ten-thousand-year soul rings. After all, even if the other party had ten soul rings, he would not be afraid. He was more concerned about the other party's origin and identity. His eyes were full of curiosity and doubt, as if he was exploring an unknown world.

"It is said that you are the spokesperson of God? Is this so-called God Shura God? Angel God? Sea God? Dragon God? Phoenix God? God of Food? God of War?" Jiang Han looked directly at the crowned man and asked. His voice was calm and firm, as if he was talking to an old friend. However, the crowned man did not seem to listen to Jiang Han's question at all, but his aura continued to rise. The void around him began to crack, and dense cracks spread out from him as the center. There were faint bursts of hissing sounds of electricity in the cracks. His aura was like a surging sea wave, impacting the surrounding space wave after wave. The cracked void was like a broken scroll that could collapse at any time.

"An unconscious puppet. That's all. There's no point in asking." Jiang Han shrugged and sighed. His eyes were full of helplessness and disappointment, as if he was sighing for an unsolvable mystery. Roar - Suddenly, the crowned man let out a roar similar to that of a soul beast. The terrifying sound waves echoed in this space, and the white bones on the ground shattered. The roar was like a thunder, breaking the silence in an instant. The terrifying sound waves, like an invisible force, impacted everything around. The white bones on the ground, under the impact of the sound waves, made bursts of crisp sounds, as if telling of the pain and sorrow they once had.

As the roar fell, two red beams of light shone from the hollow eyes of the crowned man. At the same time, a ferocious and violent aura of terror swept over. The crowned man was like a wild beast awakened from a deep sleep. At the moment of the soul ring blessing, his figure swept towards Jiang Han. The two red beams, like two sharp swords, cut through the darkness and shot straight at Jiang Han. The ferocious and violent aura of terror, like a storm, swept across the entire space. The figure of the crowned man was like a flash of lightning, instantly crossing the distance of space and rushing towards Jiang Han. A terrifying aura burst out from the crowned man's fist, as if it was a volcano, accumulated for thousands of years, and once it erupted, it would destroy the world! His fist was like a mountain, containing infinite power and might. The terrifying aura was like an invisible storm, impacting everything around.

[Meteorite Seal] Facing the terrifying attack of the crown man, Jiang Han's face was not panicked at all. His right hand evolved into some unknown metal, and then he swung it backwards. The metal arm went far away, nearly ten meters. His eyes were calm and firm, as if facing an insignificant challenge. The arm of unknown metal, like a huge pillar, exuded a strong breath and pressure. Suddenly, the more than ten-meter-long arm twisted and rotated wildly, like twisting a twist, constantly compressing and twisting. In this process, the void was twisted and deformed, and pieces of space debris kept falling. The twisting and rotating of the arm was like a crazy dance, full of power and beauty. The distorted void was like a broken scroll that could collapse at any time. The falling space debris was like snowflakes flying in the air.

When the metal arm was twisted to the extreme, Jiang Han's shoulders shook. Suddenly, the metal arm that had been compressed to three meters long rebounded, and the speed of rebound even exceeded the speed of light, and it hit the crown man in an instant. The rebounding metal arm, like a flash of lightning, instantly crossed the distance of space and hit the crown man. Bang! Almost at the same time, a roar of explosion echoed in this space. The roar was like a thunder, breaking the silence in an instant. Perhaps because of the absolute crushing of strength, the duel between the two took place in the sparks of electric carbide and ended in an instant. The crown man, who was still full of momentum in the previous second, turned into a rain of light and dissipated in the next second. The dissipation of the crown man was like a blooming firework, blooming in an instant and disappearing in an instant. Then, there was the crisp sound of the silver square tablet in his hand falling to the ground. The crisp sound, like a melodious bell, echoed in the silent space.

"Interesting." Jiang Han straightened his clothes and picked up the silver stele from the ground. Although the crowned man who appeared earlier had the strength of a Titled Douluo, he was also a clone. In other words, when Jiang Han went out and came back again, the other party would still appear. His eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, as if he was exploring an unknown world. Just as Jiang Han put the token in his hand into the concave part in the middle of the silver stele, the silver stele suddenly released a dazzling and bright light. At the same time, a strange energy flowed into the token. The bright light, like a sun, illuminated the entire space. The strange energy, like a warm current, flowed into Jiang Han's heart. In a moment, the token in Jiang Han's hand seemed to come alive, and the light on the card surface flowed, extremely gorgeous. The light of the token, like stars, flickered in the dark.

At this moment, in the outside world, all places with abundant spiritual energy have experienced amazing phenomena. In the sky, colorful lights intertwined to form a beautiful picture. The light was like a rainbow, spanning the distance of the sky, connecting the earth and the sky. "Oh my God, come and see!" One person exclaimed, his eyes full of surprise and excitement. "It turns out that the legend is true, there really are phenomena!" Another person said, his eyes full of awe and emotion. "I didn't expect that he actually passed it, and in less than three minutes! How did he do it!" One person asked in confusion, his eyes full of curiosity and admiration. "And he passed it alone. As far as I know, even the current top three sects have at least two Titled Douluo to pass it together." One person said with emotion, his eyes full of admiration and envy. "What realm is that person? Is he a Titled Douluo above level 95?" One person guessed, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation. "No wonder Xiong Douluo's fists had no effect on the opponent. It's not that Xiong Douluo let him go, but that person's realm completely crushed Xiong Douluo!" One person said with sudden enlightenment, his eyes full of admiration and emotion. "Tang Sect, the fourth first-level sect in the continent today!" One person said excitedly, his eyes full of expectation and yearning. "If I heard correctly, there are only four people in this sect at present. I'm wondering if I should give up the position of sect master and join? Maybe I can even become an elder." One person said hesitantly, his eyes full of expectation and entanglement.

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In the outer pavilion of the Holy Pavilion, everyone in the hall rushed to the door, and their eyes were cast on the vision in the sky, with shock on their faces. Their eyes were full of surprise and excitement, as if they were witnessing a miracle. Six bright red characters were projected into the void: [Tang Sect, a first-level sect.] Those six red characters, like suns, illuminated the entire sky. At the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, outside the Pope's Palace. Bibi Dong looked at the vision above the Pope's Palace with an unpleasant expression, her eyebrows tightly furrowed. Her eyes were full of anger and confusion, as if she was thinking about a difficult problem. Behind her, the elders of the Spirit Hall stood respectfully. Their eyes were full of awe and tension, as if they were waiting for the arrival of a storm.

"The information collection of Title Douluo is wrong. Your explanation is that the continent is so big that it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. Then what about this Tang Sect? Such a first-level sect cannot appear out of thin air, right? Why do you have no information about such a big target?" Bibi Dong swept her cold eyes over the elders, and it was not difficult to hear the anger mixed in her cold voice. Her voice was cold and majestic, as if she was questioning a group of children who had made mistakes. "This... this..." The elders looked at each other, and no one dared to answer for a while. Their eyes were full of tension and helplessness, as if they were ashamed of their dereliction of duty. "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you contact the people in the outer cabinet to investigate? In an hour, I want to know all the information about this Tang Sect!" Bibi Dong shouted, and then walked into the Pope's Palace with a scepter. Her voice was angry and decisive, as if she was issuing an order that could not be disobeyed.

The capital of the Tiandou Empire, three hundred miles east of Tiandou City. Surrounded by mountains, there is a small village not much different from the Holy Soul Village. The village is quiet and beautiful, as if it is a paradise. Right behind the village is a mountain. The mountain itself is not high, but it is extremely steep. The entire mountain wall is almost vertical to the ground and is extremely smooth. There are no plants. It is actually a stone mountain. The mountain is high and steep, as if it is an insurmountable barrier. Although there are no pavilions on the top of the mountain, it is also a castle-like building. The building is gray all over and looks like a part of the mountain, almost occupying the entire top of the mountain. This is the location of the Haotian Sect, one of the three secluded sects. The castle-like building is majestic and spectacular, as if it is a fortress guarding a sacred place. (End of this chapter)