Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 262 You Get Stronger Just by Taking on Disciples? (The Finale)

As Xingmian watched his companions fall one after another, his fear reached its peak. His legs trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with despair. To save his life, he desperately used teleportation to try and escape the terrifying Blue Flame City. But Feng Yang simply raised his hand, and a blue flame chain shot out instantly, precisely binding Xingmian's ankle.

"Ah!!" Xingmian screamed as he was pulled back and slammed to the ground. Blue flames, like venomous snakes, crawled up his body, rapidly carbonizing and peeling away to reveal bare bones. He struggled and begged for mercy frantically, but no one could save him. Feng Yang walked slowly over, his eyes icy cold. With a wave of his hand, an even more intense blue flame descended from the sky, completely engulfing Xingmian.

As Star Crown annihilated, the power of Blue Flame City reached its peak. The remaining Title Douluos cried out and struggled desperately in the flames, but they could not escape this hellish predicament. The blue flames continued to compress and condense, finally exploding with a deafening roar, the intense light illuminating the entire sky. When the light dissipated, the 23 Title Douluos, along with Star Crown, had completely vanished from the terrifying blue flames, leaving only charred remains on the ground, silently testifying to the horrific massacre that had just occurred.

The entire Soul Arena fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared in stunned disbelief at the scene before them, their hearts filled with shock and fear. They had never imagined that such terrifying power existed in this world, capable of so easily annihilating 23 Title Douluos as if they were ants. Feng Yang, however, stood quietly in the center of the flames, the blue flames around him slowly dissipating, as if this earth-shattering slaughter was nothing more than an insignificant game.

Despite its immense power and decades of dominance over the continent, the Divine Spirit Pavilion, from its sect leader to its 23 titled Douluo, was instantly killed.

A sect without a titled Douluo is destined to become a second-rate sect in the future.

As for the Imperial Spirit Sect...

Although there was only one Soul Master, Mo Lingyun.

Yet it remains an unshakeable force.

With Feng Yang making such a move, who would dare to plot against the Yu Ling Sect?
In the days that followed.

The Yuling Sect received so many gifts that it made their scalp tingle.

The number of people seeking disciples was so great that they practically broke down the mountain gates, making it impossible to even get in.

Although Mo Shan had no soul power, he acted as a master, just like Yu Xiaogang.

But he is different from Yu Xiaogang.

After all, he possesses the art of spirit control and can teach real skills.

Over time, more and more soul beasts transformed into spirit beasts.

The rise of the Yuling Sect is only a matter of time.

Knowing that there was no point in staying any longer, Feng Yang decided to return to the God Realm to fulfill the promise made by the Spirit Control Sect and retrieve the Void-Breaking Sword.

Mo Shan also knelt down before Feng Yang and kowtowed three times.

"Feng Yang, the God! I have ordered a nine-zhang-tall gilded statue to be erected in the sect square to commemorate you for generations to come."

It can be said.

Feng Yang is merely a statue; he doesn't need to take action personally to intimidate all the sects on the continent.

The Asura Palace in the Ninth Heaven of the Divine Realm trembled incessantly, crimson divine runes swirling wildly across the dome. The Asura God, wielding the Asura Demon Sword, saw divine blood dripping from its blade, corroding the ground into bottomless ravines. His roar shook the entire Divine Realm: "Damn it!! The God of Blue Flames! He's actually interfering in the affairs of the lower realms to this extent!"

The God of Life slammed his fist on the jade table beside him, shattering its vibrant life force into a shower of petals in his rage: "If we allow him to run rampant, the order of the divine realm and the continent will surely collapse! If every god follows his example and interferes in mortal affairs, what meaning will there be in the balance we have painstakingly maintained?" The God of Destruction crossed his arms, the dark purple divine runes around his body twisting as if alive, and sneered: "Just a newly ascended god, does he really think he can shake the rules of the divine realm?"

The Benevolent God-King and the Evil God-King exchanged a glance and rose simultaneously. The former's gentle face hardened with frost: "Summon all first-level deities! Hold a Divine Council meeting! The God of Blue Flame must suffer ten thousand years of divine punishment!" The Evil God-King licked his lips, his eyes flashing with bloodlust: "It would be best to strip him of his divine office and banish him to the cycle of reincarnation!"

Above the nine heavens, divine thunder rumbled, and dark clouds gathered. The once peaceful divine realm was plunged into unprecedented turmoil due to Feng Yang's actions. The massive bronze gates of the council hall slowly opened, the oppressive aura of the gods almost tangible, foreshadowing a storm that would reshape the entire divine realm.
As soon as Feng Yang returned to the God Realm and stepped into the deep and mysterious Divine Descent Realm, the chaotic energy surrounding him surged as if it were alive. The towering figure of the Space Dragon King had somehow appeared and stood firmly in the center of the realm, mysterious spatial ripples swirling around him, a half-smile on his face.

"Hahaha, God of Blue Flame, amazing, amazing!" The laughter of the Space Dragon King echoed in the secret realm.

"Sword." Feng Yang's eyes were icy as he uttered a single word, his tone devoid of any politeness or euphemism. Blue flames flickered around him, radiating an undeniable majesty.

"God of Blue Flame, isn't your attitude a bit off?" The Space Dragon King raised an eyebrow slightly.

What attitude do you want from me?

"Regardless, since you've taken over the body of my great-great-great-granddaughter, we can be considered to have a close relationship." The Space Dragon King said slowly with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Don't try to get close to me. To protect your great-great-great-granddaughter, I went on a killing spree. By now, it must have already alarmed the God Realm." Feng Yang's voice was deep and cold, his brows furrowed slightly. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"Hahaha." The Space Dragon King laughed again, his laughter tinged with smugness. "The God of Blue Flame is indeed wise. You guessed it all. With the God of Blue Flame by my side in the Divine Descent Realm, I won't be lonely anymore."

"You scoundrel." Feng Yang's eyes narrowed, and blue flames around him surged violently. "I'm not willing to accept any punishment here. Give me the sword." His words were resolute, as if he was ready to fight at any moment.

"Here you go." The Space Dragon King nodded slightly, slowly grasped the Sky-Piercing Sword that emitted a mysterious light with both hands, and handed it forward.

The moment Feng Yang's five fingers touched the hilt of the Void-Piercing Sword, a chilling sword intent coursed through his meridians and coursed throughout his body. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the blue flames around him suddenly transformed into a vortex, the space beneath his feet twisting and shattering like a mirror. The instant the dark loli's sigh echoed in the Rakshasa Temple, a figure in dark blue had already torn through the void and arrived, its divine boots treading on the ancient black iron floor tiles without making a sound.

"Alas, Feng Yang, what a wonderful divine companion you were, yet you enraged five god-kings over a single sword. You'll likely be condemned to reincarnation." The dark loli curled up on the gilded chair, her crimson skirt trailing to the ground, the Rakshasa bone ornament in her hair gleaming eerily.

"So, you want me to fall into the cycle of reincarnation?" Feng Yang's voice came from the shadows, startling the girl who suddenly looked up.

In an instant, the crimson figure shot out like an arrow. The dark loli clung to Feng Yang, her long legs expertly wrapping around his waist, her fingertips poking his chest as she chided, "You finally came back! I was so worried!" Completely devoid of her usual aloof demeanor, she resembled a spoiled mortal girl.

Feng Yang supported her waist with one hand, holding her steadily, his brows furrowing slightly: "You mean? All five God-Kings are looking for me now?"

“Isn’t that right?” The dark loli swung her legs, the bone ornaments in her hair clinking together. “They’ve mobilized not only all the first-level gods, but even the Judgment Knights of the Asura Palace! You have no chance of escape now!”

Feng Yang lowered his gaze to the girl in his arms, the Void-Piercing Sword in his palm suddenly humming. A smile curved his lips, his warm breath brushing against the girl's ear: "The only way now is for you to become my disciple."

Surprisingly, the dark loli didn't get angry at all; instead, her eyes lit up with an astonishing brightness: "Okay! I'm willing!" She suddenly wrapped her arms around Feng Yang's neck, her nose almost touching his. "That little hussy Ling Yue has jumped from level two to level one since she became your disciple, and even kicked the old guy off the throne. If I become your disciple..." At this point, she deliberately dragged out the last syllable, lightly licking her lips with her tongue, her eyes filled with greed and anticipation.

As expected! With the precedent of the Spirit Moon Goddess's advancement as a stepping stone, everything seemed to go much more smoothly. The dark loli's eyes, gleaming with cunning, were fixed on Feng Yang, as if she could already see herself becoming a peak powerhouse in the God Realm.

Just as she was filled with anticipation, Feng Yang was also secretly pondering his next plan.

【Ding! 】

A crisp notification sound, seemingly from nothingness yet clearly rang in Feng Yang's consciousness. Immediately afterward, an indescribable, boundless power, like a surging tide, erupted from Feng Yang's divine core.

[The system has detected that the host has taken on a Level 1 deity as a disciple.]

[Divine power surges!] [Strength assessment: Mid-stage God King]

This series of information exploded in Feng Yang's mind like a thunderclap. He could clearly feel that his body was undergoing earth-shattering changes. The already powerful blue flames were now raging even more wildly, burning fiercely around him, more dazzling than ever before, with mysterious runes faintly mixed in, shimmering with strange light.

A flicker of shock crossed Feng Yang's eyes, followed by uncontrollable elation. Just like that, without any warning, he had surpassed the power of a God-King.

"Time is of the essence, I need to go elsewhere to recruit disciples." Feng Yang gripped the Void-Piercing Sword tightly, the azure sword energy emanating from the blade carving a trench half a zhang deep into the ground.

The dark loli bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the Rakshasa Bone Whip at her waist: "Those old bastards have already sealed off the spatial nodes of the Nine Heavens of the God Realm. You dare to act so rashly—" Before she could finish speaking, Feng Yang's blue flames surged, directly forcing her back three steps.

Amidst the piercing shriek of the Void-Piercing Sword tearing through space, Feng Yang left behind his final words: "Wait for me to return." The next second, only a lingering scorch mark remained on the cloud-patterned floor tiles. The dark loli stared at the empty temple, suddenly clutching her skirt—just now, when Feng Yang left, she clearly sensed the aura of the Asura Demon Sword in the fluctuations of her divine sense; the encirclement of the five great god-kings was already approaching!

Meanwhile, in the Temple of the God of Flowing Clouds, the crystal palace suspended above the sea of ​​clouds in the divine realm was trembling violently. Feng Yang stepped out of the spatial rift, startling the God of Flowing Clouds, who was brewing divine wine, causing him to knock over his jade pot. The deity, dressed in a moon-white gauze robe, staggered backward, the stardust ornaments in his hair jingling: "God of Blue Flames? You...how could you..."

The Goddess of Flowing Clouds trembled slightly in the hand holding the crystal wine cup, her clear, spring-water-like eyes fixed on the imposing figure before her. She bit her red lips, hesitated for a long moment, and finally nodded: "Alright!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear notification sound suddenly rang out in the world.

【Ding--! 】

[The system has detected that the host has taken on a second-level deity as an apprentice.]

[Divine power surges!]

[Strength Assessment: Late-stage God King]

A surge of immense divine power flooded into Feng Yang's body, causing the blue flames around him to surge three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in a dramatic burst. Golden sparks began to appear within the originally brilliant flames. The Goddess of Flowing Clouds watched in astonishment as Feng Yang's aura steadily increased; the oppressive force even made her, a second-level deity, feel breathless.

"Didn't you think I was humiliating you by taking you as my disciple?" Feng Yang's lips curled into a mocking smile. The blue flames around him subsided slightly, but still danced at his fingertips. "Why aren't you arguing now?"

"God of Blue Flame, you still have the mood to tease me now?" Goddess of Flowing Clouds rolled her eyes at him, pointing to the blood-red lightning that was already clearly visible on the distant horizon. "The encirclement and annihilation by the five great god-kings is about to arrive, and the demonic sword of the Asura God is about to cleave the clouds!"

"Okay, I'll tease you again later."

Feng Yang raised his hand and swung his sword, tearing a spatial rift open in front of him.

The five great god-kings arrived here shortly afterward, but still couldn't find Feng Yang, and were immediately furious.

Could it be that Feng Yang also possesses spatial powers?
Otherwise, how could it be so fast?
At the next stop, Feng Yang's figure appeared like a ghost beneath the Shadowless Divine Tree. The enormous divine tree emitted a soft, faint light, its branches swaying gently in the breeze, as if telling the story of the mystery and antiquity of the divine realm.

The stunning goddess, dressed in a gorgeous pinkish-purple gauze dress and adorned with dazzling gems in her hair, sat elegantly on a stone bench beside the divine tree. Upon seeing Feng Yang, she raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Huh? I never expected to be waiting for the God of Blue Flames at this time."

"We can catch up later, but the prerequisite is that you must first become my disciple. Otherwise, I will have to head to the next Goddess Temple immediately." Feng Yang's body was surrounded by faint blue flames, and his eyes revealed an undeniable determination.

"Huh? Could it be true that what the Sea God said about becoming stronger by taking on disciples is true?" The goddess tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief, and she subconsciously clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand.

"That's right, will you worship or not?" Feng Yang's voice was calm, yet it seemed to carry an invisible pressure.

"Since I can also become stronger, why not become a disciple?" The goddess bit her lower lip, but in the end, she slightly bent her knees and performed a disciple-acceptance ceremony.

【Ding--! 】

[The system has detected that the host has taken on a second-level deity as an apprentice.]

[Divine power surges!]

[Strength Assessment: God-like King]

As the notification sound rang out, an even more powerful force surged within Feng Yang's body. The blue flames around him instantly turned golden, their light dazzling and so intense that even the Shadowless Divine Tree trembled slightly under the impact of this power.

Super God King! Even the Asura God King is only within the God King category. Now, Feng Yang can rest easy. He stands beneath the Shadowless Divine Tree, quietly awaiting the arrival of the five God Kings.

Sure enough, less than a minute later, a strong spatial fluctuation came. The five great god-kings appeared in front of Feng Yang with a menacing aura, followed closely by more than a dozen first-level gods, each with anger and vigilance on their faces.

"God of Blue Flame! Keep running! Why aren't you running anymore?" The Asura God King, holding the Asura Demon Sword, took a step forward. His blood-red aura spread out as if it were tangible. His eyes were filled with killing intent, as if he wanted to devour Feng Yang alive.

Above the dome, the golden flames enveloping Feng Yang surged wildly like an ancient ferocious beast, each divine rune tearing at the laws of the divine realm. As he stood in mid-air, the sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet began to reverse, and the star orbits of the Nine Heavens twisted and deformed due to this oppressive force. The pupils of the surviving gods shrank drastically—what they sensed was clearly the primordial power of creation, an absolute domain surpassing even the God-King realm.

"Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish! From this day forward! I rule the divine realm!" The roar, carrying the oppressive power of a god, exploded outwards, causing twelve spatial rifts to simultaneously open in the void. Even the most solid divine crystal mountain range trembled and crumbled. This declaration, like a thunderclap, left an indelible mark on the consciousness of all the gods.

"Insolence!" Blood mist surged around the Asura God King, and the crimson slash of the Asura Demon Sword tore through the sky, annihilating space in its wake. But when this world-destroying sword touched three inches in front of Feng Yang, the Void-Piercing Sword suddenly burst forth with thousands of blue rays, like a divine blade severing cause and effect, instantly shredding the Asura God's attack into nothingness. Wherever the golden flames swept past, the Asura God King's divine body disintegrated inch by inch, and even his proud Asura Godhood turned into countless stardust amidst the sneers.

Before the gods could even cry out in alarm, Feng Yang's figure had already transformed into a streak of light, traversing the sky. The Dark Abyss Domain of the Evil God King was burned to ashes by the golden flames, and the Annihilation Power of the Destruction God King was as fragile as paper before absolute power. In just a few breaths, the screams of the male gods rose and fell, their divine essences like shattered glass, dissipating into the world with resentment and despair.

As the last surge of divine power subsided, the divine realm fell into an eerie silence. The once majestic throne of the God-King was now in ruins, and more than half of the twelve main god positions were vacant. Only Feng Yang stood in the center of the pool of blood, the divine blood dripping from his Void-Piercing Sword staining the divine realm beneath his feet a strange golden-red hue.

The divine realm three days later.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Liu Erlong, Dugu Yan, Meng Yiran, Ye Lingling, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, Hu Liena
Get together.

Feng Yang completely broke the rule that even a first-level deity could only bring two family members.

Three days later, in the central hub of the divine realm, twelve dazzling divine rings shone brightly on the dome of the council hall. Xiao Wu's ethereal rabbit form swirled around her, Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Cat claws gleamed coldly, and the six-winged angel behind Qian Renxue slowly unfurled its wings. Even Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, once adversaries, now stood side by side, their Rakshasa Scythes and Demon Fox Martial Souls losing their sharpness under the blue flames of divine light.

Feng Yang stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the divine throne, golden flames surrounding him dyeing the entire temple a glassy color. When he raised his hand and waved it lightly, the rules that had maintained the divine realm for tens of thousands of years crumbled inch by inch like a spider web: "From this day forward, there will be no more kinship restrictions in the divine realm." Before his words had even finished, exclamations rose and fell from outside the hall—those divine beings and their retinues, who had been isolated in the rifts of space and time, were now surging into the divine realm on a path paved with stars.

Meanwhile, on the distant Five Elements Continent, three years passed quietly. In the morning mist of Qingfeng Valley, Ren Yaoyao sat on a blue stone, holding a child in her arms. The little boy pointed his chubby finger to the sky: "Mommy, why don't I have a daddy?"

Ren Yaoyao gazed at the surging sea of ​​clouds, and the blue crystal hairpin in her hair suddenly shimmered. A gentle smile curved her lips: "You have a father, and he is a god."

"A god?" The little boy opened his round eyes wide, but before he could ask further, a dark blue crack suddenly appeared in the sky. Blue flames, carrying immense pressure, cascaded down like a waterfall, and a figure clad in gilded divine armor stepped out. As he gently stroked the little boy's head, the flowers and grasses throughout the valley burst into brilliant light, and even time seemed to stand still.

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