Douluo: Adventure Begins from Wuhun City

Chapter 65: The Land of Death, Black Lotus Blooms

"Long live the Pope!"

At this moment, countless subjects were gathered in the central square of Wuhun City.

Facing the center of the square, a figure with snow-white hair, wearing a crown, holding a scepter, and dressed in a black dress that symbolizes nobility, raised his head and bowed.

Amid the thunderous roar of worship, Bibi Dong's eyes were indifferent.

Compared to five years ago, her face has not changed much. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and every line is as graceful and smooth as if carefully carved. She is still breathtakingly beautiful.

However, her eyes changed from the original enchanting purple to ink-black black eyes, carrying a sense of death, as if there was an abyss within, which could only cause one's soul to sink and never recover.

There was no emotion shown on his face. Even on the day of his coronation, there was not a single ripple. He was like a piece of stubborn ice that had been solid for thousands of years.

And in the crowd below, a bearded figure in cloth was looking upwards. He was wearing a black robe, sitting on the throne, with power in his hands. His every move exuded a natural domineering and majestic air, that of Bibi Dong.

There were complex expressions flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Gang, it's too crowded here! Let's go first!"

Just then, a voice brought the man back to his senses.

Yu Xiaogang looked back and saw Flanders looking at the people kneeling and bowing around him, with an expression of discomfort on his face, and urging them.

"understood."

Yu Xiaogang responded, then looked back again, gazing deeply at the noble and dazzling figure on the stage, with reluctance and regret in his eyes. Then he turned around and disappeared into the crowd with Flanders.

Walking out of Wuhun City and seeing Yu Xiaogang looking worried, Flanders sighed and stepped forward.

"Xiao Gang, forget it, don't think about her anymore."

After spending all these years together, Flanders also knew the past between Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong.

"I'm fine..."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Flanders sighed again and could only change the subject.

"Xiao Gang, what are your plans next?"

Over the years, because Yu Xiaogang was driven out of Wuhun City, Flanders traveled with him, traveling around the continent and improving his strength.

Flanders' strength improved steadily and rapidly. In just a few years, he had broken through from a 4-ring Soul Sect to a 56-level Soul King. He was considered a genius with excellent talent.

Yu Xiaogang also made rapid progress because of his special martial soul.

Although it was extremely slow at the beginning, it was almost impossible to move forward.

It even made him doubt his life, but one day later, his soul power suddenly began to advance by leaps and bounds.

Now that he has become a powerful 4-ring soul master, Yu Xiaogang is simply overjoyed.

And relying on Yu Xiaogang's insights into martial souls and some soul skills, and the fact that the two of them have improved their strength, they are both not weak.

The two of them did gain some small fame, and even got to know the two young masters of the Haotian Sect who were out for training.

Originally everything was developing in a good direction, but suddenly a few days ago, Yu Xiaogang's martial spirit suddenly erupted with an extremely terrifying wave.

Even Flanders, who was a Soul King, could not resist and was directly blown away, unconscious for several days.

But when he woke up, Yu Xiaogang's dark martial soul was as dead as death and could not be used at all.

This situation is simply unheard of and unbelievable.

In addition, now, Yu Xiaogang's old friend, Bibi Dong, has ascended to the throne.

The impact of all these things on Yu Xiaogang's mind really made Flanders a little worried about his condition. Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang just shook his head slowly, his eyes full of confusion.

"Since you don't have any plans for the future, why don't you come with me to open an academy!"

"College?"

Hearing what Flanders said, Yu Xiaogang was puzzled.

"That's right. Opening an academy that only recruits monster geniuses is my dream!"

Flanders spoke excitedly, and when he mentioned the academy, his eyes lit up with a look that Yu Xiaogang had never seen before.

"But I..."

He didn't want to reject his best friend, but his current situation made him hesitate.

"Don't rush to refuse, Xiaogang. Since you have a problem with your martial arts spirit, why don't you study it slowly in the academy and teach you the theoretical knowledge by the way.

I believe that with my strength and your theory, we can definitely teach a group of little monsters.

At that time, let those little monsters participate in the Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition held by the Spirit Hall, which will surely impress the newly appointed Pope!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that, and then he coughed lightly, pretending to be reserved.

"Well, since you've said that, I can't refuse. But what do you want to name your academy?"

"Since we want to train little monsters, let's call it Shrek Academy!"

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A dark, twisted place.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a slight shattering sound was heard, breaking the dead silence that had lasted for several years.

Immediately afterwards, a "thump thump" sound of a heartbeat swept out from the budding black lotus in the center of the dark land.

As the sound intensified, the black lotus seemed to be moved by it, and its surface began to wriggle and tremble.

Finally, as if reaching a critical point, with a "whoosh!", the black lotus petals suddenly blossomed.
The center of the rosette was revealed, revealing the large cocoon that had been solidified and motionless for several years.

At this moment, the big cocoon was covered with countless cracks, and they were gradually deepening.

Strands of pure and eerie black air continuously seeped out from those tiny cracks, surrounding the black lotus and rising continuously.

"Kaka!"

Finally, as if something inside had been nurtured to its extreme, the cocoon could no longer bear the weight and exploded completely.

A ball of thick black gas, several times stronger than the one that had leaked out before, burst out completely, sweeping across the entire dead land.

The black fog surged, but the next moment, it violently gathered towards the center of the lotus seat.

When the black fog dissipated, the scene in the lotus seat became completely clear.

There was a figure sitting inside, with two rings floating behind him, but they were strangely dim and their color could not be seen.

And he was naked.

A strand of hair had grown straight to the waist and fell down like flowing ink.

The skin is fair, but not crystal clear like that of ordinary people. Instead, it is a sickly pale color, as if someone has just recovered from a serious illness.

And on his face with his eyes closed, although the facial features can vaguely be seen as the appearance of Chen Yao in the past, but now the overall look presents a sense of seduction.

There was an icy chill all over the body, without any warmth at all, as if he was not a living person, making people feel suffocated.

(End of this chapter)