People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

After the news spread, waves of powerful individuals flocked to the Stone Realm to investigate.

The Stone Clan, numbering in the millions, has completely vanished without a trace.

The Stone Clan was by no means a weak clan; in fact, among the ancient races, there were no truly weak ones.

Even with the strength of the ancient clans, they might have been able to annihilate the Stone Clan, but they could never have done it so cleanly and efficiently, exterminating millions of their descendants without leaving a trace.

Anyone who steps into this empty stone realm feels a chill rise from the soles of their feet to the top of their head, an uncontrollable coldness running through their body and spine, and an indescribable panic quietly spreading in their heart.

When this matter is connected with the Void Devouring Flame incident, everything becomes clear.

The Soul Clan remained silent throughout, their attitude strange; the Ancient Clan, on the other hand, was always open and honest, never concealing anything.

It is now quite obvious who the perpetrator was.

Under such circumstances, among the vast ancient races, only the Ancient Race still has enough resources to protect itself.

The remaining three clans—the Medicine Clan, the Flame Clan, and the Thunder Clan—all keenly sensed that the situation had become extremely critical.

To avoid repeating the fate of the Spirit Clan and the Stone Clan, the three clans immediately chose to band together for mutual support and work together to protect themselves in this catastrophe that swept across the continent.

At the same time, the three races are also targeting the Soul Race in every aspect, setting up defenses at every step and maintaining a balance at every turn, hoping to preserve the foundation of their races and find a glimmer of hope in the coming chaos.

However, this calm did not last long. Whether it was because some of the Soul Clan's secret actions were inadvertently exposed, or because they were somewhat wary under the immense pressure of being targeted by the ancient races, the Soul Clan became much more docile than before.

Since then, the Central Continent has never again witnessed a tragedy like that of the Spirit Race and the Stone Race, where an entire ancient race completely disappeared from the continent.

But this does not mean that the storm has stopped.

Suspicion and friction between the various races have not decreased but increased, with sporadic conflicts occurring one after another and small-scale battles being commonplace.

The chaotic world that could sweep across the entire Dou Qi Continent had already silently begun, with flames of war rising everywhere and the shadow of turmoil looming over every inch of land.

As for the turmoil in Zhongzhou, Xiao Ling did not care too much about it, and his mind was not on the disputes between these clans.

Since parting ways in the Demon Flame Space, he took Xiao Xuan and Xiao Chen to settle on Ancient Dragon Island in the Ancestral Land of the Ancient Dragon of the Void, and solemnly introduced the two ancestors to Zi Yan, the Little Fairy Doctor, and Qing Lin.

Along with his own precious daughter, he was also able to pay homage to these two ancient ancestors of the Xiao clan.

After spending a precious and warm time with his family, Xiao Ling quietly set off, stepping directly into the treacherous and unpredictable void currents, his goal being the Void Thunder Pool.

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Within the pitch-black void, raging spatial turbulence was everywhere, accompanied by terrifying storms powerful enough to tear the heavens and earth apart. This place was extremely dangerous, and even ordinary Battle Saints would not dare to set foot here lightly.

Only ancient magical beasts like the Void Ancient Dragon, which possess innate spatial talents, can thrive and move freely in this place.

Suddenly, the void rippled violently, and a dazzling divine light pierced through the air, rampaging through the turbulent currents and forcefully repelling the raging spatial storm. Its immense power was beyond question.

Xiao Ling unleashed his full soul perception, spreading out like a boundless wave, taking control of everything around him. With a swift movement, he followed his senses and continued rushing towards the familiar direction of the Void Thunder Pool.

Rumble!
As they ventured deeper, deafening thunderclaps faintly reached Xiao Ling's ears. A slight smile played on his lips; he already knew that their destination was this Void Thunder Pool.

In the blink of an eye, a deluge of lightning filled Xiao Ling's vision. Thick, silvery-white bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, connecting the earth and sky, converging into a vast and boundless sea of ​​lightning.

Such terrifying lightning could be dealt with by one or two bolts, but such a dense array of lightning would be something even a Dou Zun expert would avoid at all costs, and would never want to be touched by it.

However, for Xiao Ling, this was not even a tickle.

With a single step, he charged straight into the sea of ​​thunder. Xiao Ling was now at the half-step Divine Palace Realm, and his innate Heavenly Talisman had an extremely high affinity for thunder attribute energy. The surrounding violent thunder not only posed no threat to him, but was as close as an old friend.

A dense barrage of lightning roared around him, but wherever he passed, these mindless and rampant bolts of lightning automatically retreated, making way for him, as if they were servants respectfully giving way to an emperor's arrival.

With each step covering nearly a hundred feet, Xiao Ling's speed reached its limit. As he continued to penetrate deeper, the color of the lightning became increasingly profound, changing from pure white to blazing white, and finally turning completely into deep black.

The blackness was as deep as an abyss, as dazzling as a ray of light, and exuded a terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble.

This sea area has already been forged by black demon lightning at the Dou Sheng level!
As far as the eye could see, the entire void was completely soaked by the bottomless, inky lightning. Streaks of black light danced and shattered in the void like giant dragons, each containing terrifying power capable of tearing apart space and incinerating everything. Even seasoned Battle Saints, upon entering this sea of ​​lightning, could only flee in disarray, desperately trying to protect themselves. A single misstep would result in being instantly swallowed by this endless black lightning, their bodies and souls annihilated.

Yet, in the heart-pounding, terrifying lightning field, Xiao Ling's figure appeared so leisurely and unhurried.

A faint golden light surrounded him, the aura of his natal talisman. The dense black demon lightning, powerful enough to crush a Dou Sheng to dust, circled and swam around him like a docile child, not daring to harm him in the slightest, but rather seeming to enjoy some kind of intimacy.

Xiao Ling moved with light steps, covering a hundred zhang in a single stride, ignoring the black demonic lightning sea that made all living beings tremble, and continued to steadily delve deeper into the lightning pool.

Roar--!
Suddenly, a furious roar that shook the entire Thunder Domain roared out from the deepest part of the Thunder Pool. The sound wave was like a golden thunderclap, directly smashing through layers of space, causing the entire pitch-black Black Demon Thunder Sea to surge violently. The black thunder dragon thrashed wildly, and the heavens and earth trembled.

Xiao Ling's gaze suddenly turned to the direction from which the roar came, and a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips. He already understood.

The ultimate goal of this trip, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, is already within reach.

This Nine Profound Golden Lightning is arguably the most powerful lightning force in the Dou Qi Continent.

If a ranking of all the thunder in the world were truly created, similar to a ranking of extraordinary flames, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder would undoubtedly be among the top, much like the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame.

Its power and domineering nature make it the most terrifying thunder spirit in the world.

Looking back, Xiao Ling came to this Void Thunder Pool only to refine some thunder power to enhance his spiritual strength. At that time, even with an immense opportunity, he would never have dared to harbor the slightest covetousness towards the Nine Profound Golden Thunder.

However, things are different now.

Xiao Ling's cultivation has now reached the peak of the five-star Dou Sheng, and his spiritual realm is even more advanced, reaching the half-step Divine Palace.

The surge in strength brought not only power, but also a corresponding surge of boundless courage and composure. Now that he had reached the core of the Thunder Pool, facing the legendary Nine Profound Golden Thunder, the long-dormant ambition in his heart could no longer be suppressed and quietly rose.

Looking across the Dou Qi Continent today, there are very few opportunities for Xiao Ling, who is already a five-star Dou Sheng, to achieve a rapid breakthrough in his cultivation and reach new heights.

He searched far and wide for rare and precious objects in the world, but only the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, the supreme treasure of heaven and earth, could help him advance further.

Without hesitation, Xiao Ling's feet rippled with spatial energy, and his figure suddenly accelerated, shooting off like a streak of light towards the direction from which the previous roar had come.

As they drew closer, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and the pitch-black sea of ​​black demonic lightning surged more and more violently. Terrifying lightning pressure pressed down layer upon layer, making even a Dou Sheng powerhouse feel breathless.

In the center of that vast and boundless sea of ​​lightning, as the distance drew closer, a colossal shadow finally came into clear view of Xiao Ling—

Above the vast, dark sea of ​​lightning, a colossal golden lightning dragon, a thousand feet in size, proudly coiled in the void!
The dragon was formed entirely from pure, golden lightning. Every scale shimmered with dazzling golden light, its patterns clear and detailed, as if divinely forged. Against the backdrop of the dark sea of ​​lightning, it exuded an aura of dominance over all things.

The dragon's whiskers, like chains of lightning, crackled and popped as they fell; its horns, forged from black iron, exuded a terrifying aura. Its enormous thunderous eyes, opening and closing, scattered countless golden lightning bolts; their gaze was as deep as an abyss, seemingly able to pierce through time and space, revealing an arrogance and domineering power originating from the very source of heaven and earth.

Its body stretched out, and its thousand-foot-long dragon body slowly coiled in the sea of ​​lightning. With each slight movement, it caused the surrounding black demon lightning to surge and collide wildly, emitting a deafening roar. The entire sea of ​​lightning seemed to be in submission to it. Its domineering aura inspired awe in all who looked upon it.

As Xiao Ling approached, the thousand-foot-long golden lightning dragon seemed to sense it and finally made a move.

It suddenly raised its dragon head high, its vast, star-like eyes meeting Xiao Ling's gaze from afar.

Xiao Ling's heart stirred slightly, but he did not sense any hostility or killing intent.

He could clearly see that deep within those golden dragon eyes, there was only emptiness and chaos, devoid of joy or anger, good or evil, and completely unaware of what emotions were.

Unlike the Pure Lotus Demon Flame, which has already developed complete intelligence, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, although it has condensed into a dragon and taken on the form of an unparalleled dragon, still has extremely weak spirituality.

Since its birth, it has been living in a daze, silently sleeping in the depths of the Thunder Pool, unaware of its own existence or where its life should lead.

Of course, one should never underestimate the Nine Profound Golden Thunder just because its spiritual intelligence has not yet been awakened, and regard it as something harmless.

Such a powerful spiritual being, perched atop the heavens and earth, could cause an ordinary Battle Saint to die instantly, without even the slightest chance to resist, even if it unintentionally released a trace of its primordial power.

It is indifferent to joy and sorrow, and cannot distinguish between friend and foe; yet, precisely because it is like this, it is all the more terrifying.
Its danger lies not in its murderous intent, but in its very nature—it is the ultimate destruction in this world.

Nine Profound Golden Thunder's chaotic and empty thunderous dragon eyes remained fixed on Xiao Ling, exuding an overwhelming aura.

Xiao Ling also raised his head to meet his gaze, his golden light subdued, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely heavy.

Both the man and the dragon stood motionless, the roar of the thunderous sea only serving to accentuate the deathly silence of the place.

However, after a short while, Xiao Ling was the first to break the silence.

Immediately, his brow twitched slightly, and his vast spiritual power, as boundless as the starry sea, surged forth, sweeping across the entire Thunder Domain like an invisible giant wave.

The scattered spiritual particles in the world, drawn by this powerful spiritual force, instantly converged into a crystal-clear, fine, flowing rainbow, slowly floating according to Xiao Ling's will.

Under his precise control, this stream, brimming with life and spirit, gently yet firmly flowed toward the thousand-foot-tall golden thunder dragon, eventually merging into its head and nourishing its primordial, undeveloped intelligence.

As that wisp of spiritual particle merged into the dragon's head and seeped into its origin, a barely perceptible ripple finally appeared in the depths of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder's ancient and chaotic consciousness.

In its still empty and murky thunderous eyes, only a faint glimmer flashed, so quickly it was like an illusion.

At this moment, although the Nine Profound Golden Thunder had gained a trace of sentience under the infusion of Xiao Ling's spiritual energy, its intelligence had not yet been awakened, and its mind remained chaotic. It still did not know who the person in front of it was, nor where this power came from.

On an instinctive level, it clearly sensed an extremely comfortable and gentle sensation flowing gently through its body.

It was a comfort that even it couldn't understand.

There was no thought, no judgment, only the most primal and simplest instincts—

I want more, and for a little longer.

Just as the Nine Profound Golden Thunder was immersed in that comfortable feeling, Xiao Ling suddenly stopped transmitting spiritual particles.

The gentle nourishment came to an abrupt end.

Nine Profound Golden Thunder subconsciously opened its pair of thunderous dragon eyes and looked at Xiao Ling.

For the first time ever, a very faint ripple appeared in his still empty and chaotic eyes.

Xiao Ling could see it clearly.

The fluctuation was simple, pure, without any distractions, and had only one straightforward meaning.
More, continue.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling naturally wouldn't follow the Nine Profound Golden Thunder's will and continue to infuse spirituality into him.

Although with his current spiritual power at the half-step Divine Palace Realm, gathering spiritual energy for this thunder dragon would be a piece of cake, he would never indulge it like this for no reason.

He had his own agenda regarding the Nine Profound Golden Thunder.

At this moment, it is merely a matter of injecting a small amount of spiritual particles to allow it to generate a trace of spirituality within the chaos, so that he can guide and communicate with it step by step, and advance his own plans step by step.

Immediately, Xiao Ling activated his spiritual power and sent a thought to the Nine Profound Golden Lightning.
As long as it is willing to hand over all of its thunderous essence, Xiao Ling will continuously guide its spiritual energy and ultimately help it complete the process of gathering spiritual energy.

Almost the instant the thought entered, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder responded.

That nascent, faint longing conveyed its sole and pure desire: a deep yearning to develop its own sentience. (End of Chapter)