Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The terrifying offensive of the Sun and Moon Empire left the three kingdoms of the continent in a state of panic. No one had expected that the Sun and Moon Empire would be so unstoppable this time, breaking through the border in one fell swoop and leaving the three kingdoms no room to react.

The original leaders of the three kingdoms immediately decided to seek help from Shrek Academy.

They knew in their hearts that the Sun Moon Empire's fierce attack was clearly premeditated, and only by asking Shrek Academy for help could the three kingdoms be saved from the crisis.

But soon, a piece of news that could shake the entire Douluo Continent to its core came—Shrek Academy had been bombed.

Such outrageous news left the high-ranking officials of the three countries in disbelief.

In the Star Luo Empire, the acting ruler, Xu Jiujiu, stared intently at his subordinate who was reporting the news, and asked again in a solemn tone, "What did you just say? Something happened at Shrek Academy?"

"Your Majesty, Shrek Academy has been reduced to ruins," the subordinate replied in a low voice, head bowed.

"Not a single survivor was left?" Xu Jiujiu asked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"How is this possible? What happened?" Xu Jiujiu still couldn't believe that Shrek Academy had suffered such a catastrophe.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she hurriedly asked, "Tell me in detail, what exactly does Shrek look like now?"

The subordinate hurriedly reported, "Your Majesty, the entire Shrek City has been reduced to ruins by flames, and everything is charred black."

"I understand." Xu Jiujiu's eyes darkened, and she turned to leave. It was as if she had grasped at the last straw, and she thought to herself that things might not be as simple as they seemed.

Or perhaps, all of this had already been meticulously planned by that family.

In the Heavenly Soul Empire, Lei Ze stood atop the mountain of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, silent and gazing at the scenery of the entire Heavenly Soul City below.

With a soft "crack," the sound of a branch snapping came from behind. Razer didn't turn around. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "I thought you would save your move for last."

"That was my original plan." Jin Tianming walked closer slowly, his voice calm. "But you said there was something hidden in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School that needed to be dealt with, so I came over first."

Lei Ze turned around, glanced at Jin Tianming, and uttered only two words: "Let's go."

"Not angry anymore?" Jin Tianming asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Naive,” Lei Ze replied coldly.

"Tsk~" Jin Tianming curled his lips, realizing that Lei Ze was helpless against him.

Unable to win a fight or argue with the other, he could only put on a cold face and wait for me to come over.

What a pitiful fellow.

In front of the underground secret chamber of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Lei Ze stopped and said to Jin Tianming, "A few days ago, I vaguely sensed that something in this secret chamber seemed to have awakened."

"I thought that the one from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School wouldn't leave any tricks up his sleeve, but I didn't expect he would."

"Oh?" Jin Tianming gestured for him to open it. "Let's take a look."

Lei Ze said no more, raised his hand and activated his soul power, and the heavy stone door slowly pushed inward.

An unsettling and eerie aura instantly emanated from the secret room, assaulting the senses.

Sensing this aura, Lei Ze and Jin Tianming exchanged a glance, simultaneously circulating their powerful soul energy and activating their ultimate attributes to form a barrier against the erosion of the aura, before walking in side by side.

The two quickly arrived at the center of the secret chamber, where an object radiating divine light was quietly placed.

The divine light sensed the auras of the two and instantly condensed into a familiar figure—Ning Rongrong.

"You two juniors, you've finally heard my call." Ning Rongrong spoke, her voice tinged with urgency, "Douluo Continent is being invaded by extraterrestrial demons, we must..." Her words trailed off, her gaze suddenly sharpening, "You're not from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

“I thought you would finish speaking before you realized it.” Lei Ze instantly conjured a lightning spear in his hand and looked at Jin Tianming. “Make your move. Don’t give that thing a chance to react.”

“I am naturally aware of that.” Jin Tianming also summoned his exclusive golden spear, and his body shone with golden light.

The two attacked instantly, their terrifying powers of extreme lightning and extreme metal colliding and crashing down on the statue of Ning Rongrong, shattering it in an instant.

Ning Rongrong never expected that a Soul Master ten thousand years later would possess such terrifying strength.

In the realm of gods, Ning Rongrong suddenly spat out a mouthful of divine blood, her beautiful face instantly turning ashen.

Tang San, the Sea God, rushed forward to support her, his voice filled with concern: "Rongrong, how are you?"

"I'm sorry, Third Brother, I failed." Ning Rongrong said weakly, "I wanted to open that secret realm with the help of the descendants of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, but I didn't expect to encounter the subordinates of the extraterrestrial demon you mentioned."

"Hmph! Damn extraterrestrial demons!" Tang San's eyes flashed with intense anger, then he said in a deep voice, "Fine, I have my own way of handling this matter."

Inside the secret chamber of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School in Douluo Continent.

Lei Ze looked at the shattered statue, said nothing more, and transformed into a dragon soul scepter, which went straight into Jin Tianming's body.

"Looks like I really am disliked." Jin Tianming shook his head helplessly, understanding dawning on him.

But that doesn't matter, as long as these dragon souls can contribute their power to the main body.

If anyone dares to betray him, he will not hesitate to eliminate them—betrayal is absolutely impossible within the Dragon Soul; they are not Tang San.

In the Star Luo Empire's palace, after a long while, Xu Jiujiu arrived outside Wen Yu's room, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to go inside.

Inside the room, Wen Yu was sitting there, gently stroking Tian Shuqiu in his arms.

Wen Yu seemed to have expected her to come, and said without looking up, "I thought you wouldn't come looking for me."

"Wen Yu, tell me honestly." Xu Jiujiu's voice trembled slightly, yet remained unusually firm. "Was all of this a scheme by your family? Did you appear in the Star Luo Empire from the very beginning to lay the groundwork for the takeover war?"

In fact, she had suspected it for a long time, but she chose to ignore it time and time again—because her brother was still alive, she felt there was no need to worry.

But now, when all these things are put together, those so-called "coincidences" are clearly all carefully designed schemes.

Wen Yu may not have been directly involved, but her family must have been behind it.

"So, you're not stupid after all." Wen Yu raised her head, her gaze still gentle as she looked at Xu Jiujiu. But in Xu Jiujiu's eyes, this gentleness was like a demon in the guise of an angel, tempting mortals to get closer and then devouring them.

"Why did you do this?" Xu Jiujiu questioned. "Is it because the Star Luo Empire treated you badly, or because Wang Xian'er's devotion to you is not as close to your family as hers? The Star Luo Empire has already placed all its trust and importance on you, why did you betray them?"

“Princess Jiu Jiu, have you ever considered that my teacher, Wang Xian’er, is actually a member of the family?” Wen Yu’s lips curled into a faint smile.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Xu Jiujiu exclaimed in disbelief. "Such a thing is absolutely impossible!"

She would rather believe that her brother was gay than believe that Wang Xian'er, who was loyal to the Star Luo Empire, was also a member of that family.

Xu Jiawei: Damn it!

Just then, a familiar figure walked in from outside the door; it was Wang Xian'er.

She spoke slowly, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty: "Wen Yu did not lie, I am indeed a member of the Immortal Family."

Bringing Miss Wen Yu back to Xingluo was originally arranged by the family. "Master, you..." Xu Jiujiu suddenly turned around, staring intently at Wang Xian'er, and fell silent instantly.

Wang Xian'er has spent most of her life in the Star Luo Empire. She has been an imperial retainer since her father's reign and has accompanied her brother as he grew up. How could she...?

Wen Yu stood up, walked slowly to Xu Jiujiu, raised her hand and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look at her. Her tone was gentle but carried an irresistible sense of oppression: "Your Highness, you only have two choices now—surrender, or be placed under house arrest by me."

Choose one.

He remained silent for a long time, his fingers secretly channeling his inner soul power, gathering strength in secret.

"Be good, listen to me." Wen Yu grabbed her hand as she was about to release her martial soul, her tone still gentle, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. "If you don't behave, I don't mind crippling your hand."

"Why?" Xu Jiujiu's voice was choked with emotion.

"There's no reason why," Wen Yu patiently persuaded. "Listen to me. If you submit, I can still guarantee you the position of Lord of Xingluo City; if you resist, you'll spend the rest of your life in prison, okay? The trend of the times is inevitable, and the unification of the continent is a certainty."

Ten thousand years ago, Tang San stopped it all; but this time, He will personally complete the unification.

"But……"

"My patience is limited, don't force me to take action against you." The gentleness on Wen Yu's face completely disappeared, her eyes instantly turned icy cold, and her tone was full of warning.

After gazing at the cold and indifferent Wen Yu for a long time, she laughed instead: "Is this your true self? Wearing a mask of gentleness all the time must be tiring, right?" She should have suspected long ago that there is no such thing as a perfect person in this world, and that so-called gentleness is nothing more than a carefully disguised illusion.

She had been deceiving herself all along, but now the other party was finally unwilling to pretend anymore.

"boom!"

Without further ado, Wen Yu struck Xu Jiujiu on the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious, and then handed her to Wang Xian'er: "Teacher, this girl is in your care now."

"I understand." Wang Xian'er accepted Xu Jiujiu's gift, then turned and quietly left.

Inside the main hall of the Xingluo Imperial Palace, the ministers were anxiously waiting for the long-awaited return of their ministers.

Suddenly, a small blade of grass sprouted from the throne. The grass grew and spread rapidly, turning into vines, and eventually coalesced into the shape of warm jade.

"Miss Wen Yu?"

"How will you be here?"

"Her Highness the Princess went to look for you. Where is she?"

The ministers surrounded him, their voices full of questions and doubts.

Wen Yu waved his hand impatiently, too lazy to waste words with them, and announced in an icy voice: "Gentlemen, I give you two choices—either surrender and submit to the Sun Moon Empire; or die!"

Once she shed her disguise, she felt completely relaxed.

“Miss Wen Yu, do you know what you’re saying?” Manyi stepped forward first, saying with heartache, “Jiu Jiu trusted you so much, how could you betray her like this!”

“I know.” Wen Yu glanced at her, her tone tinged with impatience. “That’s precisely why I spared her life. I’ll give you three seconds to consider.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind going on a killing spree to vent my anger."

"Damn it! Do you really think you're invincible? You're just a healing-type Soul Master, and you dare to be so presumptuous just because you have Xian'er as your protector!" Shattered Star Douluo was furious. As a loyal protector of the Star Luo Empire, he was the first to unleash his Soul Power to launch an attack.

The other titled Douluo also responded, rushing towards Wen Yu together, determined to capture this traitor.

"Crack—" Countless vines, like giant pythons awakening, burst from the ground and instantly swept across the entire hall.

In the blink of an eye, all the titled Douluo present were strangled to death by the vines. Blood dripped down the vines, staining the magnificent hall crimson, a gruesome sight.

Wen Yu sat on the dragon throne, calmly watching the bloody scene before him, quietly waiting for that person to arrive.

"I thought you would take longer to arrive," Wen Yu said without looking up.

Jin Tianming slowly walked into the main hall, looking at the corpses and bloodstains on the ground, his tone tinged with surprise: "You actually took care of it yourself?"

Wen Yu curled up a disdainful smile: "I'm not like some lazy dog ​​who has to rely on others to do everything."

"Again, targeting Mo Yan? You two really are born to clash." Jin Tianming said helplessly.

“That’s interesting,” Wen Yu suddenly interrupted him.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Jin Tianming looked at her, puzzled.

"You're becoming more and more like a human being," Wen Yu said calmly. "You've lost your former arrogance and gained more humanity."

"Power carries not only strength, but also the seven emotions and six desires of the person, doesn't it?" Jin Tianming countered.

"Say what you want." Wen Yu waved her hand casually. "Anyway, you're the one who wins in the end, so it doesn't matter."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved, and two dragon souls flew out of her body—one emerald green dragon soul and the other pale yellow dragon soul—and flew straight into Jin Tianming's body.

"This is Tian Shuqiu's and my dragon soul. That little girl has been taken away and settled by Wang Xian'er."

Jin Tianming sensed the new power within his body and muttered to himself, "Just one more thing to complete it."

“Gard… seems to be on Poseidon Island.” He stroked his chin, lost in thought, pondering how to get to Poseidon Island to find the last dragon soul.

Poseidon Island.

Tang San thought that coming here would be his home turf, but he never expected that this place would become his new hell.

Gard, this monstrous being, kicked him around like a ball, playing with him at will, clearly a cat-and-mouse game.

"Damn it! I have no grudge against you, why are you toying with me like this?" Tang San stood against the wall, one hand covering his arm that had been severed again, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at Gad.

"Logically speaking, we are enemies, aren't we, Lord Tang San?" Gard replied calmly, manipulating Tang San's severed arm.

"An enemy?" Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized, "You're also from that family?"

"Correct. Unfortunately, there's no reward, only punishment."

Before he could finish speaking, Gad attacked again.

Tang San instinctively tried to dodge, but how could his speed compare to that of Gad, who could instantly annihilate all power? The moment the thought of escaping arose, his right leg vanished into thin air.

The piercing screams shattered the silence of Poseidon Island, but to Gad's ears they sounded like a melodious tune.

"Such a scream is truly beautiful and melodious," Gad exclaimed in a gentlemanly manner.

Tang San stared at his empty right leg, his gaze as sharp as a knife as he fixed it on Gad—were all these foreign gods crazy?
"My body, save me!" He was truly terrified.

...(End of chapter)