Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 623: Using the mothership?

Under the illumination of the blue light, Aquia felt that her control over the sea was instantly deprived by a powerful force, and at the same time, her own breath was rapidly dropping like the receding tide.

Chen Xinjie's martial soul is the sea, and his mental power has also reached the Divine Yuan Realm. With similar martial soul attributes, Chen Xinjie is far superior to Aqiuya in both realm and mental power.

Originally, Chen Xinjie had been passively taking the beatings because he felt guilty about his daughter Aqiuya, and he endured it in this battle between father and daughter.

But at this moment, after realizing that Long Yeyue might be in danger, the usually calm Hanhai Douluo finally lost his patience.

With just a wave of his hand, he used his powerful strength to seize control of the sea from Aquia.

"We'll talk about our business later."

Chen Xinjie pulled the void with his right hand, and the entire sky turned azure blue. A huge suction force like the receding tide filled the entire space, pulling Aquia's figure.

Looking at his daughter, Chen Xinjie's eyes flashed with guilt, but he quickly hid it. Then he flew out of the camp without looking back.

"boom!"

Akuya's soul power surged, instantly tearing apart the tidal force that bound her. Looking at Chen Xinjie flying out of the base, her face was extremely ugly. But in the end, she still did not fly over to stop him.

"Since you want to rekindle your relationship with that woman so much, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Aqiuya looked at Chen Xinjie walking away, her eyes narrowed slightly. Was she angry? Of course she was.

Although she was parasitized by the Time Worm, it did not mean that her original emotions were wiped out. On the contrary, those emotions buried deep in her heart became stronger with the passage of time.

"I'm going to blow you to death, you turtle bastard." Thinking of this, Aquia immediately flew towards the mothership of the East China Sea Legion docked at the port.

"Sister!" Chen Zeyu looked at Aqiya who was going away with some worry, and immediately flew up to follow her.

Several lieutenant generals from the East Sea Legion and the Poseidon Legion looked at each other, ordered the rest of their men to calm the soldiers, and immediately followed.

……

Thanks to Chen Xinjie's speed, he arrived outside the East China Sea Legion's base in just a moment.

As soon as he arrived at the battlefield, what caught Chen Xinjie's eyes was a scene that made him want to tear his eyes out.

Huotian's huge body was seen standing in the air, with brilliant yet dangerous colorful flames burning all over his body. He waved his fist as big as a mountain, and with the momentum of destroying the world, he smashed towards Long Yeyue fiercely.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and Chen Xinjie's heart suddenly shrank, as if it was grabbed by an invisible big hand.

"Stop!" Chen Xinjie let out a deafening roar, his voice filled with endless anxiety and anger, as if he wanted to shatter the sky.

As he shouted, azure light surged out from his body like a surging sea wave, covering the direction where Long Yeyue was. The light contained his powerful soul power, trying to create an indestructible barrier for Long Yeyue.

However, Duanmu Yan would not listen to his command. Huo Tian's fist wrapped in colorful flames did not stop at all, and still followed the predetermined trajectory, with an indomitable momentum, smashing towards Long Yeyue.

"boom!!"

A deafening and terrifying explosion suddenly sounded, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment.

The violent energy fluctuations were like a raging tsunami, instantly covering the area where Long Yeyue was. The powerful energy impact caused the surrounding space to distort and vibrate, as if it could be torn apart at any time.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinjie's eyes suddenly turned red and he was panting heavily. The blue light enveloped him, and then he crashed into the erupting energy storm.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie shouted the name of his first love in the energy storm, his voice full of anxiety and concern. The raging energy storm was like countless sharp blades, constantly tearing at the blue shield he released, but it could not shake the shield at all.

Relying on his powerful strength, Chen Xinjie struggled forward in the energy storm. His perception was maximized, not missing any slightest fluctuation.

At this moment, a large piece of black coal flew out of the energy storm. Chen Xinjie felt a familiar fluctuation from it and immediately chased after it without hesitation and hugged the piece of coal.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie held the coal tightly, his voice choking with sobs. Looking at this old figure who seemed to have run out of the refugee zone, his heart trembled suddenly. At this moment, Long Yeyue's body was as black as charcoal, completely without the charm of the past.

But in Chen Xinjie's eyes, she was still the woman who made his heart beat. He didn't mind the dirtiness and immediately hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to pass on all his warmth to her.

"Cough cough!"

Long Yeyue, who had turned into coal, couldn't help but cough and exhaled a breath of black air from his mouth.

"Sniff!" Chen Xinjie took a deep breath as if he were sniffing a delicacy. An intoxicated expression appeared on his face, as if the black air was filled with Long Yeyue's unique scent.

Then, he looked at Long Yeyue in his arms with deep affection, his eyes full of tenderness and pity. In his opinion, she had changed, no, she should have put on "makeup" on her face. It was not her original appearance.

Although she was a little darker, she was still so beautiful. As long as she stood there, even if her back was hunched, she was still herself. The proud Light and Dark Dragon Emperor, she had always been the emperor and would never back down.

She has always been so proud. In his heart, no matter how many years have passed, she is still that proud princess.

Chen Xinjie's vision became blurred in an instant. He simply couldn't imagine that he, who was over 200 years old, would actually shed tears.

Long Yeyue, who had just opened his eyes, soon felt that he was in a strange embrace and began to struggle frantically.

Huotian's quasi-god-level attacks were indeed very powerful, but Duanmu Yan's soul power was not much after all. Even though he had tried his best to accumulate soul power, the attacks launched by Huotian only barely reached the quasi-god level.

Although Long Yeyue was injured, it was not fatal. At most, it just made her look a little embarrassed.

Duanmu Yan is a Soul Douluo after all. Although Huo Tian has great strength, the host's weakness severely limits its performance. It's like a racing car with a top engine, but equipped with an underpowered battery, which can't make the engine run at full power. Although Huo Tian is strong, Duanmu Yan, the host, is too weak to support Huo Tian in a long-term, high-intensity battle.

Demigods and quasi-gods, in essence, both belong to the category of Extreme Douluo. The only difference between the two is in realm.

To put it simply, a person who has reached the quasi-god realm can fight against three opponents at the demigod realm. The difference is not only reflected in the strength of soul power, but also in the control of power, combat skills, and fighting will.

If Huo Tian could burst out with all his strength, it would not be impossible for him to defeat Long Yeyue with his quasi-god-level strength. But unfortunately, Duan Muyan, the logistics battery, was not powerful enough, making it difficult for Huo Tian to burst out with all his strength.

"Yueyue!"

After hearing that familiar voice and feeling that familiar breath, Long Yeyue's struggle slowly stopped. She raised her head and looked at the familiar figure.

When their eyes met, her eyes were a little cloudy, but her gaze was always so firm. However, how could there be no emotional fluctuations in her eyes?
How long had it been since they last met? One hundred and six years, four months, and seven days. She remembered, and so did he. They had hardly met since the death of the previous Sea God Pavilion Master, Tianjuan Douluo.

The two people standing at the pinnacle of the world just stared at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

As if just this kind of gaze was enough.

Light and shadows of thoughts unconsciously rose up around Long Yeyue again, but she immediately waved her hand and dispersed them.

Chen Xinjie's heart was shocked. Nothing could shock him more than the moment those lights and shadows appeared. Although she didn't say anything, the moment those lights and shadows appeared was better than a thousand words to him.

Others cannot tell what those lights and shadows represent, but as someone who has truly experienced them and also has the ability to visualize his thoughts, how could he not see what is in them?

That's all his and her stories!

Chen Xinjie's heart completely softened at this moment. All his persistence, rebelliousness, stubbornness and obstinacy seemed to disappear at this moment.

Chen Xinjie hugged Long Yeyue tightly, tears bursting out of his eyes uncontrollably. His voice trembled and choked, and he growled incoherently, "Alive, you're still alive, you're still alive!"

Chen Xinjie couldn't stop crying. At this moment, he had completely lost his dignity as the master of the War God Temple. He lost all his reserve and cried like a child. The emotions that had been pent up in his heart for nearly a hundred years burst out like a gusher.

This Vast Sea Douluo no longer wanted to control, nor did he try to control the release of his emotions. At this moment, what he thought about and felt in his heart was only the old and frail girl in front of him, but she was something he would never forget in his life.

"Let me go!" Long Yeyue growled in embarrassment.

"Don't let go!" Chen Xinjie tightened his arms even more.

She knew that if she really exerted her strength, she could knock him away, and he knew it too. But they just hugged each other like this.

And in the next moment, Long Yeyue changed. Long Yeyue in his arms changed.

Her hunched back quickly straightened, her snow-white hair gradually turned black, her old age quickly disappeared, and her wrinkles gradually turned into fair skin, as if a hundred years had passed in an instant and she had returned to her youth.

Feeling the old man in his arms regain his youth, feeling the scent of the girl lingering around his nose, in an instant, Hanhai Douluo felt as if his heart had completely melted. His appearance was also quietly changing, as if he had returned to his youth.

When he was young, Chen Xinjie had a pair of flying eyebrows and a resolute face, as if he had the feeling of holding the sky with his head and the earth with his feet.

Suddenly, as if waking up suddenly, the rejuvenated Long Yeyue pushed him away fiercely and swung his right hand like lightning.

"Pa!" The slap was so powerful that Chen Xinjie staggered and a slender palm print quickly appeared on his cheek.

Long Yeyue's eyes were spitting fire, "Who allowed you to touch me!"

"You are so beautiful." Even after being slapped, Chen Xinjie was not angry. At this moment, he looked a little silly, without any of the dignity of a Vast Sea Douluo.

Long Yeyue was stunned by what he said, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Chen Xinjie just stared at her blankly. The two of them stared at each other, and faint light and shadows flashed around their bodies from time to time. Strange scenes that were concretized by thoughts appeared from time to time, and then quickly shattered.

At this time, Hanhai Douluo had already woken up, and the expression on his face kept changing, sometimes painful, sometimes excited, and sometimes a little hesitant.

"Everyone get out of here!"

The next moment, Chen Xinjie turned around suddenly and shouted angrily at the two people behind him.

Duanmu Yan and Shenwei attacked Long Yeyue because it was their duty, and Chen Xinjie knew it in his heart, so even though he was angry, he couldn't blame them too much.

But now, this is a precious moment of reunion with his first love after a long separation. His heart and eyes are full of Long Yeyue, and he will not allow anyone to disturb him.

In his eyes, these two young men were like intruders who ruined the mood. He just wanted them to get lost as far away as possible so that he could enjoy this moment of peace and reunion with Long Yeyue.

Seeing this, Shenwei wanted to say something, but Duanmu Yan suddenly grabbed him and shook her head at him.

"Then Commander, we will leave first." Duanmu Yan's eyes flickered, and seemingly inadvertently, a small metal part fell from his body quietly. Then, with divine power, he left the battlefield without hesitation and without looking back.

After returning to the base, Duanmu Yan flew straight towards the aircraft carrier of the East China Sea Corps docked at the port without any pause.

At the port, three huge motherships were quietly docked there, they belonged to the East Sea Corps, the North Sea Corps, and the Sea God Corps. Duanmu Yan ran towards the mothership belonging to the East Sea Corps without hesitation.

After boarding the mothership, Duanmu Yan walked straight to the headquarters. At this moment, the atmosphere in the headquarters was solemn and depressing.

Aquia was sitting in the main seat with a gloomy face. The air around her seemed to be infected by her emotions and became dull.

Chen Zeyu and some lieutenant generals of the East China Sea Legion and the Poseidon Legion gathered here. They were all Aquiya's confidants or people who were related to her by blood.

At this moment, these people were trying their best to comfort Aquia.

"Sister, sister, calm down. Although father was at fault first, you don't have to use the mothership to attack him!" Chen Zeyu advised earnestly.

(End of this chapter)