Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 339 Ningguang's Doubts

Poseidon Lake, on Poseidon Island.

Looking at the towering golden tree that reaches into the clouds, and deeply feeling the restrained yet terrifying vitality within it, a hint of excitement and determination welled up in Huanhuan's mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, the cyan flame abruptly receded, transforming into an extremely fine stream of light. Like a drop of water merging into the ocean, it silently crashed into the ancient and massive trunk of the golden tree and vanished instantly.

At this moment, Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, and the others, who were fighting bravely and selflessly outside the city walls, were completely unaware of what was happening in the forbidden area behind them.

They are still fighting with all their might to protect the city beneath their feet, completely unaware that the core of the academy, the foundation of their strength, which they are sworn to protect, has already been silently infiltrated and invaded by the most dangerous enemy.

"what?"

Just as he merged his consciousness into the vast life energy within the Golden Tree, Huanlong's powerful spiritual body suddenly paused slightly and let out a soft exclamation filled with obvious surprise.

As a pure, formless essence of starlight composed of pure energy, born into the Suiyang clan, her sensitivity to spiritual power far surpasses that of any other soul master in this world, making her an absolute expert and master in the spiritual realm.

Almost the instant she entered the Golden Tree, her vast senses keenly detected a discordant element.

Deep within the vast and pure ocean of life energy of this giant tree, besides the soul fragments that voluntarily merged into it and became part of the golden tree's nourishment, there were also two exceptionally powerful, condensed, and independent spiritual entities that were completely out of place with their surroundings.

"Interesting... This is truly unexpected."

A hint of amusement and mockery flickered in Huanlong's mind, like a hunter discovering unexpected prey.

"There are actually like-minded people who got there before me? They have good taste."

She had already read Di Tian's memories and was no stranger to the concepts of gods and divine consciousness in the Douluo Continent.

In her view, the so-called divine sense is essentially the product of spiritual power being sublimated to its extreme through a special method, and is more than a hundred times purer and stronger than the spiritual power of ordinary soul masters.

The two spiritual entities she was sensing at this moment were, in essence, genuine divine consciousness.

One of the divine senses was particularly powerful, its spiritual fluctuations like a boundless, deep sea, vast and magnificent, exuding a majestic, sacred, and inviolable aura. Like the most loyal guardian, it fiercely protected the other, relatively weaker divine sense, keeping it under tight protection.

The other, relatively weaker divine consciousness, however, appeared vibrant and exuded a sense of resilience and unparalleled tenacity. Its current state greatly intrigued Huanlong.

She is slowly and steadily assimilating, absorbing, and fusing the immense life energy of the Golden Tree. Judging from the trend, it seems that she wants to completely refine and devour this ancient divine tree, which is the life core of Douluo Star, and turn it into a part of herself.

—This is exactly what Huanlong plans to do next.

"It seems this trip is much more interesting than I expected."

Filled with the excitement and greed of discovering a new toy, Huanlong began to silently sneak toward the source of the two divine consciousnesses.

The plan took an unexpected turn, but Huanlong was not annoyed at all. Instead, his eyes, which were filled with blue flames, gleamed with even more interest and amusement.

If the deity herself were to descend, given that she has not yet recovered to her peak strength, she might need to temporarily avoid the limelight and proceed with caution.

But right now, these are merely two divine consciousness clones detached from their original bodies... To her, the Great Lord of Annihilation, it's like a thirsty traveler encountering a delicacy delivered to his door—an unexpected delight, not a trouble.

The Suiyang Clan is a rare pure energy life form in the universe, whose existence is based on devouring all spiritual energy and emotional fluctuations.

Huanlong, as one of the best among the Suiyang, ranks among the supreme rulers of the Extinction Realm. His attainments in the spiritual realm have long reached the pinnacle, almost reaching the level of law.

The divine sense that Soul Masters in Douluo Continent could only dream of was, in her eyes, nothing more than a collection of pure spiritual energy that had been purified in a special way and was of a much larger quantity. In essence, it was still her favorite food.

She had even begun to gleefully calculate how much her power would recover after absorbing these two extremely high-quality divine consciousnesses, each containing a trace of divinity. Twenty percent? Or thirty percent?
At that time, how easy and effortless it will be to turn back and seize this ancient golden tree with its immense energy?
It would probably take no effort to completely erode and assimilate it, transforming it into the most perfect shell.

Huanlong's formless and intangible consciousness, carrying greed and elegance, began to spread in this spiritual ocean full of life energy, quietly approaching the two sources of divine consciousness that were as conspicuous as lighthouses.

Inside the Golden Tree, in this sanctuary of life that should be peaceful and serene, a perilous spiritual battle, far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and unknown to anyone, is about to quietly begin its bloody prelude.

Meanwhile, on the towering walls of Shrek Academy, the brutal battle raged on, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The deafening shouts and the explosions of soul skills masked any subtle disturbances.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the truly fatal crisis facing Shrek Academy, and indeed the entire Douluo Continent, had already crossed all defenses and infiltrated its very core foundation.

"It's time to go. Let Huanlong and those two divine senses play by themselves. There's no need for us to stay here and watch the show. The risk is too high, and the ticket price isn't worth it." The little black tower in puppet form walked briskly to Ningguang and Ganyu's side, its clear and melodious voice breaking the heavy silence of the top-floor terrace of Qunyu Pavilion.

She tilted her head slightly, glancing over the distant battlefield of the city walls, still shimmering with energy and filled with deafening battle cries, before precisely glancing towards the seemingly calm and still Lake Poseidon.

There, on a level imperceptible to ordinary people, two subtle yet incredibly powerful spiritual fluctuations have begun to probe, collide, and annihilate each other like giant sea monsters.

Clearly, Huanlong had already clashed with the two guests who had arrived earlier from the Golden Tree.

Ningguang followed the gaze of the little black tower and looked down at the streets and alleys of Shrek City.

All core and non-core employees of Qunyu Pavilion had already assembled according to the highest level of emergency plan and were waiting in an orderly manner in the square below the main building of Qunyu Pavilion. Everyone's face showed tension and absolute obedience to orders.

She remained silent for a moment, her slender, jade-like fingertips unconsciously caressing the precious chalcedony pipe in her hand, the gilded bowl gleaming faintly in the dim light.

Her tone carried a subtle, almost imperceptible complexity and sigh.

"This magnificent city, which has stood for ten thousand years, will soon become nothing more than dust in history..."

The effort she poured into Shrek City far exceeded what most people could imagine.

From that humble little attic to this magnificent, luxurious business complex that stands in the heart of the city, the resources, planning, connections, and effort invested are immeasurable.

To say that I feel no regret or pain would be pure self-deception.

However, these minor business losses seem so insignificant in the face of Lu Jingming's grand strategy, like a grain of sand before a giant wave.

"Ms. Black Tower, with your true abilities, you actually have a way to stop Huanlong right now, don't you?"

Ningguang did not immediately issue the final order to evacuate. Instead, she turned her head and looked sharply at the petite doll beside her.

A question flickered in her insightful, amber eyes.

She could see clearly that although Yan Shaozhe and his men on the city wall were showing signs of fatigue and were at a disadvantage, they could still hold out for at least another half an hour thanks to their reckless courage and the remaining defensive works on the city wall.

This period of time was sufficient for them to calmly evacuate all personnel and supplies through pre-established channels.

Moreover, with the puppet clone Little Black Tower present, even if the situation suddenly deteriorates to the extreme, a long-distance spatial teleportation can instantly bring the core personnel back to Haiyuan City, so there is no need to be so hasty.

What truly puzzled her was Lu Jingming and Heita's attitude towards the matter.

Black Tower's main body was not involved in the seemingly chaotic battle in Mingdu at the moment. In addition, with the almost bug-level inter-space mobility of Thousand Realms One Ride, Black Tower was fully capable of descending to this place and directly and accurately sniping the Great Lord of Annihilation, Illusion.

Even if it cannot be killed, it is enough to force it back or severely damage it, thus preserving the Golden Tree.

However, both the Black Tower and Lu Jingming, who was far away in Mingdu issuing the orders, tacitly chose to sit idly by.

It was as if they had already tacitly accepted that Huanlong would seize the Golden Tree and even allow Shrek City to head towards destruction.

This is by no means an oversight; it is more like a cold-blooded tacit approval.

"It's no wonder you have this question."

Little Black Tower stands with his hands on his hips, his doll face displaying a cute, almost helpless expression.

"You've been independently responsible for Shrek City's business operations for a long time, without participating in the highest-level strategic planning of Abyss City. It's normal that you don't understand that kid's deepest strategic thinking. However, you're so smart, little rich lady, you should have understood a very basic principle long ago—"

She wagged one finger.

"Some things, especially major events involving the direction of civilization and the unification of the continent, absolutely cannot be judged by superficial gains and losses, nor can they be misled by the local tragedies. We must take a long-term view, step out of the chessboard, and see the grand plan for the next ten, a hundred, or even more years."

"I understand."

The doubt in Ningguang's eyes vanished quickly, like a thin mist blown away by the wind, replaced by a clear and profound understanding.

(End of this chapter)