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

Ning Hongyue's gaze immediately locked onto the man and woman in the air who exuded a heart-palpitating aura, especially the woman who was surrounded by nine-colored divine light and whose appearance was almost identical to that of the ascended ancestor in the sect's secret portrait.

A storm raged within her, but her responsibility as sect leader compelled her to remain calm.

Red Dragon Douluo Wu Yun's hair and beard stood on end, his fiery soul power already rising, staring intently at Oscar. If the other party made the slightest move, he would not hesitate to attack.

The entire sect's soul guidance array was still operating at full capacity, and the atmosphere was tense.

Facing the crowd below who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and the three "familiar strangers" who stood there dumbfounded, staring at them with incredibly complex expressions, Ning Rongrong and Oscar in the air finally slowly recovered from their extreme shock.

The two looked at each other and saw the same surprise, confusion, and contemplation in each other's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and that "self" who looks only a teenager and is almost a carbon copy of her when she was young... It's all too illogical.

If it weren't for their divine sense's absolute certainty that this place was the Douluo Continent ten thousand years in the future, with accurate coordinates, they would almost have thought they had accidentally stumbled into some kind of temporal turbulence and returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ten thousand years ago.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the emotions surging in her heart like a tsunami—the urge to rush into her father's arms and cry, the ecstatic joy of finding Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone again, and the sense of bewilderment and wonder when she saw her "young" self.

But the divine reason told her that these people before her were not the long-deceased relatives she remembered, and their origins were unknown.

The nine-colored divine light around her slightly subsided, but the divine might of the Nine-Colored Goddess still shone down like warm sunlight, dispelling some of the tense atmosphere and demonstrating her power.

She looked at Ning Fengzhi with a complicated expression, her voice trembling slightly, without her even realizing it, and asked:
"Who...who are you...?"

As soon as she asked the question, her heart clenched.

Below, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong were completely pulled back to reality by this question.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with understanding and an indescribable excitement.

They are time travelers, from a parallel world, who came to this world by chance.

The woman before them, radiating divine light and bearing a striking resemblance to Rongrong yet possessing an even greater spiritual charm, was clearly revealed to be Ning Rongrong, the legendary Nine-Colored Goddess who had truly ascended to the divine realm ten thousand years ago.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions. He stepped forward, looked up at Ning Rongrong in the air, licked his lips which were dry from nervousness, and his voice trembled uncontrollably:
"You...you are...Rongrong of this world?"

"this world?"

Standing next to Ning Rongrong, Oscar keenly caught this key word. Compared to Ning Rongrong, who was more emotionally expressive, he appeared much calmer, his brows slightly furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice:
"You are not from this world?"

"Yes."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, confirming Oscar's guess, and began to explain.

"We... come from a parallel world, and due to some special circumstances, we came to the world you live in."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong and Oscar in the air showed less astonishment and replaced it with a sense of realization and curiosity.

As deities in the divine realm, their knowledge far surpasses that of mortals.

The realm of gods connects to many planes, and occasionally receives knowledge and creations from other planes.

For example, the intricately designed gadgets called "video games" that Zhu Zhuqing is obsessed with come from a technologically advanced plane of existence.

Therefore, they are not unfamiliar with the concept of "parallel worlds".

However, theory is theory. When the living, breathing "father," "grandfather," and "young self" from another world actually stood in front of her, the wonderful connection that transcended the barriers between worlds and the strong sense of déjà vu still made Ning Rongrong's heart flutter.

The truth came to light at that moment.

The Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and the girl Ning Rongrong before us are not resurrected from the dead, nor are they illusions. They are visitors from another world with different historical trajectories, who have descended here for unknown reasons.

The tense atmosphere above the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School subtly changed at this moment.

When Ning Hongyue and the others confirmed that the peerless goddess in the sky was none other than the Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong, the ancestor who ascended to the divine realm ten thousand years ago as recorded in the sect's records, all their vigilance and hostility instantly transformed into boundless respect and excitement.

"Lift the alert and welcome our ancestors."

Ning Hongyue bowed first, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

With her command, the suffocating soul-guiding array quickly fell silent, the ascending soul-guiding devices slowly descended, and the energy shield enveloping the sect returned to its usual gentle state.

All the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School members present, regardless of seniority, bowed deeply to Ning Rongrong and Oscar in the air, their eyes filled with fervor and awe.

This is a living legend, the eternal glory of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In contrast, Ning Fengzhi and others from a parallel world, although they were also treated with courtesy, were clearly not in the same league as the "real" ancestors.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar slowly descended and landed in front of everyone.

Ning Rongrong's gaze remained mostly fixed on Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and the younger version of herself, her expression complex and unreadable.

She suppressed the strange impulse in her heart—a whisper from instinct, as if telling her that as long as she devoured the "same entity" in front of her, she could gain unimaginable benefits, and even break the shackles of a second-level deity and glimpse the domain of a first-level god.

She was secretly alarmed, suppressing the dangerous thought, her eyes gleaming with divine light as she maintained a calm facade.

Oscar noticed Ning Rongrong's absent-mindedness and knew she was troubled, so he stepped forward and gently said to Ning Hongyue:
"Sect Master, there's no need for such formalities. Let's find a place where we can talk."

"Yes, yes, ancestor... Lord God of Food, please come with me to the main hall."

Ning Hongyue immediately responded and personally led the way, her attitude extremely humble.

The group moved to the most solemn and magnificent main hall in the core area of ​​the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Ning Hongyue respectfully invited Ning Rongrong and Oscar to sit in the main seats, while she, the sect elders, Ning Fengzhi, and others sat on either side. Younger members like Ning Tian and Wu Feng could only stand behind their elders, not daring to breathe too loudly.

After taking her seat, Ning Hongyue asked cautiously:

"I wonder what brings our ancestors and the God of Food to the mortal realm so suddenly? If there is anything the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School can do to help, the entire sect will do anything, even die for it." Ning Rongrong's attention was still mostly focused on her "family" in the parallel world, her eyes occasionally drifting to the version of herself that was secretly observing her with curiosity in her eyes. She seemed somewhat dazed by Ning Hongyue's question.

Seeing this, Oscar had no choice but to take over the conversation again. His expression became slightly serious as he replied:

"To be honest, we are here in the mortal realm on the orders of the God King. We have important tasks to attend to. First, we need to understand all the major changes that have occurred on the Douluo Continent in the past ten thousand years, especially recently. The more detailed the better. Second, we need to find a person and investigate some unusual events. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, as a top sect on the continent, has a well-developed intelligence network, which is exactly the kind of power we need to rely on."

Upon hearing this, Ning Hongyue's spirits lifted, and she immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity for the sect to establish a close connection with the ancestors of the divine realm.

She dared not be negligent and began to recount the important information she knew in a clear and organized manner.

She began by recounting the rise of the Sun Moon Empire and the revolution in Soul Guidance Technology, then moved on to the Holy Grail War held in Mingdu, which brought together the continent's top experts, and the new Sea God's position that emerged during that war...

Upon hearing the words "Holy Grail War" and "New Poseidon," Ning Rongrong, who had been somewhat absent-minded, suddenly looked up and exchanged a glance with Oscar. Both of them saw the shock and understanding in each other's eyes.

Unexpectedly, I came across a key mission objective so directly after descending to the mortal realm.

The appearance of this new Sea God is undoubtedly closely related to Tang San's worries.

Then, Ning Hongyue brought up the matter of visitors from parallel worlds.

This part is supplemented by explanations from Ning Fengzhi and others who personally experienced the events, as well as Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who fell into the parallel world and eventually brought Ning Fengzhi and others back to this world.

As they recounted their stories, a historical panorama unfolded, completely different from what Ning Rongrong and Oscar had in mind.

In that parallel world, in the final battle ten thousand years ago, the Martial Soul Empire emerged victorious and completely unified the continent.

In that world, of the Shrek Seven Devils, only Ning Rongrong was spared because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School chose to evacuate. Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun all died in battle, and even Oscar was not spared.

The entire course of history was completely reversed due to the unexpected appearance of a certain time portal.

Listening to this unbelievable narration, Ning Rongrong and Oscar's expressions gradually changed from shock and disbelief to a complex and heavy one.

They could not imagine that in another world, their beloved partner and comrade-in-arms would meet such a tragic end.

The third brother in that world didn't become a god. Xiao Wu, Boss Dai, Zhu Qing, Fatty, and... Oscar from that world, they all died...

The shock of this news even temporarily overshadowed Ning Rongrong's strange feeling about the "isomorphic entity".

Her gaze toward the young girl Ning Rongrong held an indescribable mix of pity and... relief.

I'm grateful that such an event did not occur in my world, thus preventing history from being altered.

Oscar's expression was also somewhat strange. Anyone would feel bad hearing that their counterpart in another world died in such a miserable way.

He subconsciously gripped Ning Rongrong's hand, feeling the warmth of each other's palms, which slightly dispelled the chill originating from the parallel world.

"...That's roughly the situation."

Ning Fengzhi finished his narration with a heavy tone, and the hall fell into silence.

After a long silence, Ning Rongrong finally let out a soft sigh, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty:
"I never imagined... that there could be such a vast difference between parallel worlds..."

She had to accept the fact that, amidst endless possibilities, there existed a world where they would utterly fail.

"Indeed...unbelievable."

Oscar shook his head, trying to shake off the discomfort.

"However, as Sect Leader Ning said, that is, after all, a story from another world. The most urgent task is to complete our mission."

Even so, after learning about the tragic state of the parallel world, a faint shadow fell over both of them.

The information obtained inside the main hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School stirred up waves of emotions in Ning Rongrong and Oscar's hearts.

Dramatic changes on the continent, the mysterious Holy Grail War, the birth of a new sea god, the tragic history of parallel worlds... everything points to Haiyuan City and the unfathomable city lord behind it, Lu Jingming.

"It seems that we have no choice but to make a trip to Haiyuan City."

After reviewing the information, Oscar spoke solemnly.

"According to Sect Master Ning, although the Holy Grail War was ultimately disrupted by the disaster caused by the Extinction Lord, the City of the Sea Abyss was very active in it, saving many people who should have died in that disaster. The newly born position of the Sea God is very likely to have fallen into their hands."

Ning Rongrong nodded, her nine-colored eyes gleaming, and added:

"Moreover, the fact that Haiyuan City was able to rise so rapidly in this chaotic world, repel the Sun Moon Empire, and control Xingluo means that its power is definitely not limited to what is on the surface. We must investigate them ourselves to see if they are friend or foe, or... what their connection is to the many changes that have occurred in the lower realm."

Just then, Ning Fengzhi, who had been deep in thought, suddenly raised his head, a hint of recollection and realization in his eyes. He looked at Ning Rongrong and Oscar, and spoke in a solemn tone:
“Rongrong… uh, Nine-Colored Goddess, and God of Food, I suddenly remembered something that might be related to this.”

Hearing Ning Fengzhi address the two of them, a complex look flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Although she was her father's counterpart in a parallel world, she still felt a little uncomfortable with such a distant way of addressing him.

Oscar saw through Ning Rongrong's thoughts and immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Ning, there's no need to be so polite. Just call us by our names. After all..."

He didn't say what he was going to say next, but Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and the others all understood.

Even if it's just a parallel universe from another world, who wouldn't be moved when they see their deceased relatives?

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, also feeling a bit awkward about his daughter using honorifics in her place of birth.

If he could, he would love to get along well with Ning Rongrong and Oscar in this world.

After all, for these visitors from another world, having a powerful backer is the best thing if they want to integrate well into their new environment. (End of Chapter)