Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 302, Fifth Test, One-Third
……

Before Xuanming could say anything more, the light from the Vast Ocean Universe Cover intensified, and a wisp of blue light surged out from it, instantly disappearing into Xuanming's brow.

In an instant, he felt as if his soul had established a faint connection with a vast and boundless will. At the same time, all the information about the use of the Vast Ocean Universe Cover flooded into his mind, as if this divine artifact had become a part of his body.

Acknowledging the Lord, complete!
The immense power of the sea god receded like a tide, receding back into the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

The side hall returned to calm, with only the azure triangular object still radiating a soft light, lying quietly in Xuanming's palm, yet it evoked a sense of intimacy with him, as if connected by blood.

"It's done?" The Ice Dragon King's voice was filled with disbelief.

She tried her best to conceal her aura, hiding it deep within the Xuanming Sea of ​​Spirit, but she could still sense that faint divine thought.

Instead of making things difficult, the divine sense seemed to be afraid that Xuanming would back out and run away, and forcibly bound the artifact to his mind!
"Hmm." Xuanming gripped the Vast Ocean Universe Cover tightly, feeling the immense ocean power contained within and that wisp of dormant divine consciousness.

This does not mean that he has become the successor of the Sea God; it merely means that he has gained the recognition of this divine artifact and... a "registration qualification" to participate in the Sea God's divine test.

But this is enough.

With this "qualification," he had a trump card to intervene in the divine game.

Whether the sea god was genuinely choosing a successor or had ulterior motives, at least he was no longer a completely passive party.

“Now, we can take a little more initiative.” Xuanming put away the Vast Ocean Universe Cover and turned his gaze back towards the Douluo Palace.

……

At the summit of Papal Mountain, lies the Hall of Douluo.

This is the tomb of a titled Douluo, and also the location of the Hall of Worship, or rather, the Temple of Angels.

Since the end of the Soul Master Competition and the freezing of Golden Crocodile Douluo, this little-known Hall of Worship has fallen into complete silence, without a sound.

"If you want to see the sun rise tomorrow, you'd better put your arrows away."

Xuanming's voice was not loud, but it pierced the shadows like an ice pick, carrying an undeniable chill.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next moment, several powerful auras suddenly erupted from all around, like an invisible cage, instantly locking Xuanming in!

Directly ahead, a figure silently appeared, dressed in a blue outfit, with a cold face and sharp eyes like an eagle. It was none other than the Fifth Offering Light Feather Douluo.

The Radiant Bow in his hand still emitted a soft white light, and although the arrow had not yet left the bowstring, the killing intent locked on remained undiminished.

On the left, the figure of the three Azure Phoenix Douluo appeared like a ghost, surrounded by a faint azure aura, with indifferent eyes.

On the right, the four Lion Douluo stood like an iron tower, his crimson hair like burning flames, his violent aura was extremely oppressive, and his eyes were full of violence and hostility.

Behind Xuanming, the Sixth Elder, Qianjun Douluo, and the Seventh Elder, Jiangmo Douluo, stood side by side, their eyes fixed on Xuanming, filled with vigilance and undisguised killing intent.

The five great deities appeared simultaneously!
They completely sealed off all of Xuanming's escape routes, and the terrifying pressure combined was enough to suffocate any Title Douluo!
"Boy, this is not a place for you!" The Lion Douluo's voice boomed like a bell, carrying an undisguised threat. "Get down the mountain right now, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The bowstring of the Light Feather Douluo emitted a faint hum, the arrow tip pointing directly at Xuanming's brow, the chilling killing intent almost materializing.

The atmosphere was tense, and a major battle was about to break out!
Xuanming was surrounded by the five elders, but his expression remained calm. He didn't even look at the murderous elders; his gaze remained calmly fixed on the tightly closed Douluo Palace gate.

“Three,” Xuanming said calmly.

"..."

"two."

"stop."

A peaceful yet supremely majestic voice came from the hall, instantly calming the restless soul power in the air and dissolving the tangible killing intent.

The five elders' expressions changed simultaneously, and their auras involuntarily subsided. They bowed slightly and paid their respects towards the Douluo Hall: "Great Elder!"

The heavy doors of the ancestral hall opened silently, leaving a crack.

Qian Daoliu, dressed in a gray-white robe, stepped out and looked over the crowd, landing on Xuan Ming.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, a mixture of scrutiny, inquiry, regret, and a barely perceptible hint of astonishment and murderous intent.

For many years, he had pondered why Qian Xunji had handled Bibi Dong's situation so poorly. He had countless ways to resolve it simply, such as clarifying things with Bibi Dong early on to prevent trouble from arising, nipping the threat in the bud by secretly dealing with that little brat from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or...

He considered countless possibilities, but he could not understand the path Qian Xunji had taken, nor could he understand his actions.

That kid chose the most absurd and incomprehensible path from among countless simple and correct ones!

He made a simple matter increasingly complicated until it became unmanageable, and ultimately reaped the consequences!
He doesn't understand!

But now, he suddenly understands.

Qian Xunji made a mess of Bibi Dong's affairs, but wasn't he also letting Qian Renxue make a mess of Xuanming's affairs?

He had countless opportunities and ways to handle Xuanming's affairs properly and prevent things from developing to this point, but what did he do?
arrogant!

I'm confident that everything is under my control. There's no need to play cat and mouse. Anyway, there's still time and opportunity. They can't turn the tide!

He was confident he had been cautious enough. With Bibi Dong's example as a precedent, he didn't give Xuanming any more time or opportunity to grow. This kid was merely a Soul Emperor; let alone him, even any random Title Douluo could easily finish him off. But what was the reality?

He didn't know when Xuanming had acquired such a trump card that even he felt was fatally threatened, and he was even afraid that Qian Renxue had been with Xuanming all these years.

They always felt that Xuanming's life and everything about him were in Qian Renxue's hands, and that Qian Renxue could solve this problem at any time if she wanted to.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

Qian Renxue's life has always been in Xuanming's hands. If that kid had acted impulsively all these years, Qian Renxue would have been dead long ago!

Qian Daoliu slowly raised his hand, signaling the five elders to step down.

Although Guangling, Qingluan, and the others were unwilling, they dared not disobey Qian Daoliu's orders in the slightest. They could only step back and make way, but their eyes remained fixed on Xuanming, full of vigilance.

Qian Daoliu looked at Xuan Ming and slowly said, "You've come to find Xue'er?"

"Hmm," Xuanming replied calmly.

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then said, "Come in."

Qian Daoliu turned around and took the lead in entering the deep and quiet Douluo Hall.

Xuanming remained expressionless, ignoring the piercing gazes around him, and slowly followed.

The heavy palace doors slowly closed behind them, shutting out all the noise and killing intent from the outside world.

It was still that magnificent hall, but everything had changed.

Qian Daoliu did not walk towards the statue symbolizing the angel god at the deepest part, but stopped in the center of the hall and turned around. "Xue'er is undergoing divine testing and cannot be disturbed in any way."

"especially you!"

Xuanming remained calm. "And what about her progress?"

"Where are you?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered slightly.

He hadn't expected Xuanming to be so direct, and to ask such a sensitive question.

The progress of the divine examination is a top secret for any inheritor of a deity.

Especially for the current Martial Soul Empire, for them.

He didn't know what Xuanming was thinking, but he would never tell him such a question.

"This is none of your business," Qian Daoliu said calmly.

"you……"

Before he could finish speaking, the enormous six-winged angel statue deep within the hall, exuding an aura of holiness and majesty, suddenly emitted a soft yet undeniable golden halo.

hum-

A soft hum, as if from another dimension, rang out.

Under the gaze of Qian Daoliu's suddenly contracting pupils and Xuan Ming's calm and unwavering eyes, the golden gate beneath the angel statue—a gate that had never been opened to outsiders and symbolized the true entrance to the Angel Temple—slowly and silently opened a crack inward.

A dazzling golden light poured out from the crack in the door, and a figure, bathed in the sacred golden light, slowly walked out.

She wore an elegant white and gold long dress, her long golden hair flowing like sunlight, casually draped behind her. Her beautiful face showed a hint of fatigue, but her clear golden eyes were deeper than ever before.

It was a thousand-foot snow.

Her aura became incredibly restrained, yet it gave off an unfathomable feeling. A faint golden halo surrounded her, a trace of divine power.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Xue'er! Why are you out?! Your assessment..."

Qian Renxue's gaze passed over Qian Daoliu and landed directly on Xuan Ming. Her golden eyes held complex and unfathomable emotions, including longing, struggle, and a hint of barely perceptible grievance, but more than anything, a calmness as if she had made a certain decision.

She gently raised her hand, stopping Qian Daoliu from saying anything more, her voice ethereal and calm: "Grandpa, it's alright."

She looked at Xuanming and answered his question directly:
"The fifth test has just been completed."

As soon as she finished speaking, a vast and sacred aura surged from Qian Renxue's body, and eight soul rings, one purple, one black, one black, one black, one black, one red, slowly rose up.

A flicker of emotion finally appeared in Xuanming's usually calm eyes. "Congratulations."

Level 84!

In less than three years, it leveled up by nearly twenty!

"Thanks to you." Qian Renxue said calmly.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to have this speed."

In order to surpass Xuanming, to beat him, and to subdue him, she has been cultivating almost like a madwoman for the past two years!
She wanted to become a god, and faster, before that woman!
Take full control of all decisions!

(End of this chapter)