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

Chapter 389 Future Information
Xuanzi grabbed the wine gourd he carried with him, tilted his head back and took a big gulp. The spicy liquid slid down his throat, as if only it could suppress the complex emotions churning in his heart.

His seemingly cloudy eyes slowly swept over the familiar and unfamiliar faces present. When his gaze swept over Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and other young people who had left a strong mark on the history he knew, a trace of indescribable emotion and vicissitudes flashed deep in his eyes.

He put down his wine gourd, his voice booming, yet unable to conceal the weariness that came with traversing time and space:
"I am Xuanzi, with the title Taotie. I am not from this world, but from ten thousand years in the future, from another Douluo Continent... whose historical trajectory is roughly similar to yours, but which has long since diverged in the details."

He paused, as if considering how to explain this unimaginable concept to a group of ancient people.

"In our time, Shrek Academy stood for ten thousand years and was recognized as the number one academy on the continent. The Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect still dominated the world, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had never dimmed, and the roar of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex still resounded through the sky."

He pointed to Ma Xiaotao, Han Ruoruo, and the others beside him, who had different expressions.

"They are all the elites of Shrek Academy in this era."

"Ten thousand years later?!"

"Another world?!"

Shrek Academy... has become the number one academy on the continent?!

Even though everyone present was a powerful figure who had seen many storms, they were still shaken by this earth-shattering news, and exclamations of surprise rang out uncontrollably.

This completely overturned the boundaries of their understanding of the world.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly sprang up from his seat, his body trembling slightly from the intense excitement and the clash of his thoughts, his voice hoarse with disbelief:
"Parallel worlds. This...this is even in my theoretical research...how is this possible..."

He tried to frame this fact with the theories he had studied throughout his life, only to find that his proud knowledge system seemed so pale and powerless at this moment, utterly incapable of explaining this living example.

Tang San frowned, his Purple Demon Eyes unconsciously activating as he carefully observed every detail of Xuanzi and the others.

He was the first to accept the idea that the visitor was from another world, after all, wasn't his own soul also from another world?
However, the other party is from a parallel world in the future, which makes the implications even more complex and profound.

Ignoring the shock of the crowd, Xuanzi continued in a deep voice:
"We did not come here voluntarily. We were brought to this world by a huge accident and were swept into the space-time tunnel. The reason we intervened is that, according to the historical records we know, the Spirit Hall's 'Soul Hunting Operation' caused the destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the severe damage to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Countless lives were lost. Since we have the ability, we cannot sit idly by and watch the same tragedy repeat itself in this world."

His gaze shifted to the pale-faced Yu Yuanzhen and the solemn-looking Ning Fengzhi.

"Saving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and helping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan defend against the sneak attack were all done out of this intention."

Despite his injuries, Yu Yuanzhen clasped his hands in a fist salute and said in a deep voice, his voice weak but full of sincerity.

"We, Yu Yuanzhen and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, will never forget the kindness and assistance of Senior Xuanzi and all others who saved our sect from destruction."

Ning Fengzhi nodded gracefully, his tone solemn: "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will remember this kindness."

Just then, Ma Hongjun could no longer contain himself and jumped up suddenly. His finger trembled slightly as he pointed at Ma Xiaotao, who was standing quietly to the side. His round face was filled with surprise, excitement, and an indescribable sense of closeness.
"Wait, wait! You...you're called Ma Xiaotao? Your martial soul is...a phoenix? And...this feeling is similar to my Evil Fire Phoenix, but different, more...purer, more powerful, without that restless feeling. Senior Xuanzi said you are Shrek Academy students from ten thousand years in the future, you, you really are..."

His eyes widened as an absurd yet deeply unsettling guess, one that made his heart pound, surged uncontrollably into his mind.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaotao stood up gracefully.

She was tall and beautiful, and facing this ancestor who was the most distant ancestor in the family genealogy, she was filled with an indescribable sense of wonder.

She smiled slightly, without releasing her martial soul, but the crimson phoenix aura flowing naturally around her became clearer. Its pure and noble aura, as if bathed in sacred flames, caused the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul within Ma Hongjun's body to resonate strongly. Involuntarily, crimson flames also rose from Ma Hongjun's body, and the two phoenix powers of the same origin but different natures echoed each other faintly in the hall.

Like Ma Xiaotao, his evil fire had long been washed away by the immortal herb. However, due to the difference in cultivation level, he was no match for Ma Xiaotao, and his martial soul was not the ultimate fire, so he was a step behind.

"Yes."

Ma Xiaotao's voice was clear and melodious, tinged with a touch of emotion.

"According to the records of my family, the source of my bloodline is the first Evil Fire Phoenix Soul Master, my ancestor Ma Hongjun. As for my martial soul, it has undergone an evolution, shedding the evil fire and transforming into a true fire phoenix."

"You...you really are my...descendant?!"

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth wide, pointed at his own nose, looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him whose strength was clearly far superior to his own, and subconsciously touched his chubby face. He was stunned on the spot, the huge information shock almost causing his brain to crash.

Oscar, who was standing next to him, found it amusing and pinched his arm hard. The pain made Ma Hongjun yell "Ouch!" before he realized what was happening. He scratched his head, looked at Ma Xiaotao, and involuntarily revealed a silly smile that was a mixture of pride, shyness, and disbelief.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but huddle together, curiously examining Ma Xiaotao and exchanging surprised words in low voices.

Dai Mubai withdrew his gaze from the dramatic scene and looked back at Xuanzi. As the prince of Xingluo, he was more concerned about the imminent crisis. He asked in a deep voice:
"Senior Xuanzi, you come from the future, and your understanding of the Spirit Hall—no, the Spirit Empire—should far surpass ours. What are their future plans? How should we deal with two god-level powerhouses? Is there a way to break this deadlock?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanzi's expression grew even more solemn. He slowly shook his head, his tone heavy:
"This is the most crucial and troublesome part of the problem. The history we know has deviated greatly from what is happening in this world. It can even be said that it is... completely unrecognizable."

His gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Tang San, whose brows were furrowed. With a hint of reluctance, he still spoke.

"According to the historical trajectory we know, there was no large-scale outbreak of the so-called 'filth point' in this era. It was absolutely impossible for Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong to both achieve godhood at this moment, and Haotian Douluo Tang Hao... should never have perished at this time."

"Father!"

Tang San's face suddenly turned deathly pale. He gripped the armrest of the chair tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes instantly filled with endless sorrow and raging fury.

Xiao Wu, who was beside him, felt his body trembling and held his hand tightly with heartache, offering silent support.

Not only Tang San, but also Tang Xiao, the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect and the Howling Sky Douluo, subconsciously gripped the handrail, which cracked with a series of snapping sounds.

Although Tang Hao angered the previous sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect to death, their father, Tang Xiao never blamed Tang Hao. He never thought Tang Hao was wrong; the Spirit Hall was the one at fault.

However, for the safety of the Clear Sky Sect, he had no choice but to expel Tang Hao from the sect to give the Spirit Hall an explanation. When he learned of Tang Hao's death, his grief was no less than Tang San's. After the establishment of the Spirit Empire, he also overruled objections and chose to reopen the sect, joining forces with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to fight against the Spirit Empire.

Because he knew very well that once the Spirit Empire defeated all its rivals and unified the entire continent, the once number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect, would not be able to remain unscathed.

Even if they choose to live in seclusion, the Martial Soul Empire will not let them go.

The atmosphere in the hall froze again, and a sense of unease spread.

Just then, Ning Fengzhi's gentle yet knowing voice broke the heavy silence:

"As for why history changed so drastically, Feng Zhi had a guess in his mind."

His wise gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Xuanzi and the others.

"Have any of you ever heard of the 'Jade Pavilion'?"

Xuanzi's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice:
"Qunyu Pavilion? We've not only heard of it, but we're probably even more 'familiar' with it than you are. Back in our world, when Qunyu Pavilion was first established, Shrek Academy played a huge role in its founding."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, confirming his suspicions, and sighed.
"As expected, the origins of the Jade Pavilion are mysterious. The simulated universe they possess, those soul tools that are ahead of their time, and the miraculous holy marks are all beyond the reach of current technology. Originally, I thought they were a reclusive sect that had obtained the inheritance of an ancient relic, but now it seems that in the face of the concept of 'parallel worlds,' this guess is too conservative and ridiculous."

"Your intuition is very accurate."

Xuanzi's voice was low and deep.

"This Qunyu Pavilion is almost certainly a subordinate organization of Haiyuan City, a power in our world. Now it seems that the situation is more complicated than we thought. We were accidentally drawn into the space-time tunnel, while they... probably have some kind of method that allows them to travel relatively stably between two parallel worlds, and may even... have been laying the groundwork in this world for a long time."

This deduction sent chills down everyone's spine.

The ability to freely travel between parallel worlds? What a terrifying power that is.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin also spoke at this moment, his gaze sharp as a sword, shooting directly at Xuan Zi and the others.

"Since you belong to the same world, have you ever heard of the names 'Snow Moon Douluo' and 'Lu Jingming'?"

"Snow Moon Douluo?!"

"Lu Jingming?!"

Han Ruoruo gasped in surprise, quickly exchanging glances with Ma Xiaotao, Xu Sanshi, and the others. Their eyes were filled with shock, but even more so with a sense of knowing it was true.

Ning Fengzhi keenly noticed their intense emotional fluctuations and immediately asked, "Judging from your reactions, you really do know each other?"

Xuanzi's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water. How could he not recognize him?
Back in the Star Dou Great Forest, he had personally experienced the unparalleled swordsmanship of the Snow Moon Douluo. The power of that sword strike had severely injured him, and it took him a long time to recover. He still vividly remembered it.

Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and explained on her behalf:

"Snow Moon Douluo is one of the top experts in our world. He is a level 99 Limit Douluo, and his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. He can be called the Sword God of our time."

She paused, her tone becoming more complicated.

"And Lu Jingming... he was recognized as the number one young person of our time, with unfathomable talent and strength. His true identity is the Lord of Haiyuan City, and also... the true master behind Qunyu Pavilion."

The identities of Lord of Haiyuan City and the true ruler of Qunyu Pavilion resounded like thunderbolts once again in the main hall of the Star Luo Empire's palace.

All the clues seemed to be connected at this moment, and a huge shadow that spanned parallel worlds, had a far-reaching plan, and whose strength and power were immeasurable slowly emerged in front of everyone. The oppressive feeling it brought even overshadowed the Martial Soul Empire for a moment.

"Level 99?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin frowned slightly and whispered.

While a level 99 Title Douluo is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of human power and extremely terrifying, as a swordsman who has dedicated his life to the sword, he instinctively felt that the essence of that Snow Moon Douluo could not be summarized by a simple level number.

He once faced Snow Moon Douluo in the simulated universe, whose astonishing swordsmanship was far beyond anything in the mortal world.

But this was ultimately just based on his own intuition; he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and couldn't verify it, so he could only suppress this doubt in his heart for the time being.

What Xuanzi then recounted—the history of their world—was more like a mental storm sweeping through the hall, completely engulfing everyone, leaving them swaying and unable to control themselves.

His voice was loud and clear, carrying a sense of vicissitude that transcended time and space, as he slowly recounted a chapter in the original historical trajectory that resembled a mythical epic.

How did Tang San undergo the nine trials of the Sea God, ultimately inheriting the Sea God's position, and also cultivate the decisive and ruthless Asura God position, becoming one with the two gods, and dominating the world?

How Xiao Wu used her body as a sheath to share the Asura Godhood with Tang San, becoming inseparable through life and death.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing obtained the divine positions of God of War and God of Speed, respectively.

How did Oscar and Ning Rongrong, with their food-type and support-type abilities, inherit the legacy of the God of Cookery and the Nine-Colored Goddess?

Ma Hongjun was also able to shed his evil fire, become the Phoenix God, and soar through the nine heavens.

Finally, at Jialing Pass, which determined the fate of the continent, Tang San, who possessed two divine positions, engaged in an earth-shattering battle against Bibi Dong, who had become the Rakshasa God, and Qian Renxue, the Angel God, and ultimately won, laying the foundation for peace for the next ten thousand years.

Although Xuanzi must have concealed some key details and core secrets, this vivid and clearly structured myth was enough to plunge the hall into a deathly silence, so profound that you could hear a pin drop.

(End of this chapter)