Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 66 Past Events

From the grassy plains at the beginning to the sacred steps at the end, the layout of the Angel's Tomb was actually quite simple. The grassy plains at the beginning presented no threat, and in fact offered a certain benefit to those entering, a measure of the Angel's Tomb's tolerance for divine soul masters. However, upon reaching the Holy River, the level of divine spirits would be initially tested; if it was too low, the river would be inaccessible.

The soul beasts immediately following were the only place in the entire Angel Tomb that offered a test of one's character. Each soul beast was a temptation, and Meng Yan, for example, failed to cut his losses in time and resist the temptation, attacking each soul beast one by one, only to be caught off guard by the suddenly powerful soul beasts.

Greed is like a demon hidden deep in the human heart. Once it is easily awakened, it will follow you like a shadow and gradually erode your reason and judgment.

This is why Lin Ci and Mo Yu suddenly felt a surge of pure energy after exiting the flat ground. It was the reward for overcoming the stage of greed. As for the final sacred steps, that was the truly serious part. Without a powerful spirit supporting it, it would be impossible to cross the steps.

Among the thirty-six of them, including himself, there were probably no more than three people who could actually pass this final sacred step.

After passing the sacred steps, Lin Ci restrained the breath in his body and then looked around the core area of the entire Angel Tomb.

Here, the silence was so profound that time seemed to have stood still. A soft and holy light diffused from all directions, dreamlike and yet revealing a sacred and inviolable majesty.

In the center, there are three huge angel statues. They occupy a triangle position with their swords touching each other.

Just below the clashing swords was a golden ball of light, brilliant and yet endless.

When Lin Ci looked at him, he felt as if his martial soul was about to emerge.

"It looks quite decent." Lin Ci took a look, suppressed the restlessness of his martial soul, and was about to move forward.

"I didn't expect that besides me, there is someone else who can enter this final core."

An arrogant voice slowly came from not far away, temporarily interrupting Lin Ci's steps. The blond boy looked at him arrogantly.

Lin Ci frowned slightly and didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

But the blond boy remained aggressive. He said disdainfully, "I advise you to crush the token and get out as soon as possible. You have no chance of competing with me for this last opportunity."

Lin Ci's expression was calm. He glanced at the blond boy and said coldly, "Is this Angel's Tomb yours? And you're trying to persuade me."

The blond boy felt it was natural and chuckled, "Actually, if you insist, this Angel's Tomb can really be considered my home. Why, haven't you heard of the Le family?"

Lin Ci said: "I've only heard of Qianjia."

The blond boy's mouth stiffened, and he was a little surprised: "You also know the Qian family?"

Lin Ci ignored him and just walked forward.

"If that's the case, then you should also know that the Holy Angel Martial Spirit is inherited from the Angel God. In front of the Holy Angel Martial Spirit, you won't be able to get anything from the last thing here, so why waste your time?"

Le Zhengyu had somewhat subdued his arrogance this time, but his words remained domineering. In his eyes, the Angel's Tomb belonged to his Angel Family. No one was more deserving of the contents than him.

Lin Ci turned a deaf ear to him and continued walking towards the golden halo emitting mysterious light.

Seeing this, Le Zhengyu's face instantly darkened. He flashed and stood in front of Lin Ci, "I've tried to persuade you kindly, but since you won't listen, I'll show you what an angel family is!"

As he spoke, Le Zhengyu's body shone brightly, and a pair of dazzling golden wings slowly emerged behind him. The Holy Angel Martial Spirit had already possessed him.

The next moment, he flew straight towards the center at an extremely fast speed.

He looked at the golden ball that was about to be touched, then glanced at Lin Ci who was far behind, and chuckled.

Fighting with him is a blind act. But just when he was about to touch the golden ball of light, with a distance of three meters, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst out from the ball of light.

The sudden burst of golden light was like an ancient beast awakening, unleashing devastating power. Le Zhengyu felt an irresistible impact, and he was instantly flung away like a kite with its string cut.

Golden light began to spread from the ball of light, and the three angel statues next to it were completely covered by the golden light, as if they had come alive.

Three angel statues, completely shrouded in golden light, shimmered with radiance, as if imbued with life. The statues, previously motionless, now slowly began to move. A sacred and majestic light shone from their eyes, and the longswords they held against each other trembled slightly, their blades shimmering with golden light.

At this moment, the ball of light began to tremble, gradually becoming tangible, and formed into a golden human-shaped phantom.

However, the whole body was still bathed in golden light and shadow, as if it was a human figure composed of a golden ball of light. Its appearance could not be seen clearly at all.

Le Zhengyu didn't care about his still somewhat embarrassed appearance at all. He hurriedly got up from the ground, then knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "I am the descendant of the Holy Angel Family, Le Zhengyu. I greet the Angel God."

Lin Ci, who was standing by, had also stopped walking, but one of his hands unconsciously clenched.

But the golden shadow didn't answer anyone, nor did it make any sound. It just stood there slowly.

After a long time, seeing no movement, Le Zhengyu gritted his teeth and said, "Angel Family Le Zhengyu asks the Angel God for blessings."

This time, the golden shadow moved.

Le Zhengyu showed a look of delight, it seemed that he was going to be rewarded.

But the angel shadow stretched out his hand and pointed, and the person he pointed at was not Le Zhengyu, but Lin Ci.

Le Zhengyu showed disbelief. How could it be possible? He was the heir of the Angel Family and the true Holy Angel Martial Spirit. Why didn't the Angel God choose him?

Dazzling golden light burst out from the golden shadow and slowly poured into Lin Ci.

This power was incredibly warm, like the softest spring sunshine, slowly seeping into every inch of Lin Ci's skin, flowing through his meridians and nourishing his martial spirit. Lin Ci felt as if his soul was being gently enveloped, and all his fatigue and pain vanished in that moment.

But in such a comfortable environment, Lin Ci inexplicably recalled the most painful memory.

……

Twenty thousand years ago, Tiandou City.

In the Tiandou City Imperial Palace, in the Prince's Palace, the lights were still bright even at night.

The young man was working on something at his desk. As he was writing, someone came in from outside.

The young man looked up, then lowered his head to deal with his things and simply said, "Uncle Yu, it's so late, is there something wrong?"

The man called Uncle Yu sighed: "Your Highness can deal with these things when he returns. Why wait so late..."

The young man smiled and said, "Xiaoxue is going to inherit the angel god position. She has been running back and forth lately and it's been very tiring. I can just help her deal with these things."

Yu Long looked at the young man deeply, and seemed to hesitate for a long time before finally saying, "His Highness has just returned and is waiting for you in the square outside."

(End of this chapter)