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

Chapter 338 Don't be angry, it's not his fault.
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"Hmm?" Gu Yuena's delicate body trembled slightly, and she suddenly stopped, a hint of surprise flashing in her silver-purple eyes!
A warm and powerful emerald green beam descended from the sky, completely enveloping her! Within the beam, extremely pure life energy flowed into her body like sweet rain, nourishing her essence damaged by the Dragon God's split years ago and repairing those subtle yet stubborn hidden wounds!

She could even clearly feel that her recovery progress, which had stagnated for a long time, was improving at a visible speed! Although the increase was not huge, the feeling of her essence being nourished and her foundation being stabilized was incredibly real!

"This is... the primordial divine power of the Goddess of Life?" Gu Yuena felt the changes occurring within her body, a complex expression appearing on her exquisite face. She hadn't expected the Divine Realm Committee to reward her in this way.

Xuanming also stopped, looking at Gu Yuena who was enveloped in emerald light, feeling the vast and gentle life force. A hint of understanding flashed in his icy blue eyes, which then turned into silence.

What a bunch of peeping toms! He had just said it, and the delayed reward arrived in the blink of an eye.

The emerald green divine light lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before slowly dissipating.

Gu Yuena slowly opened her eyes, her silver-purple pupils becoming even deeper and brighter, and her aura seemed to become more harmonious and restrained. Although she was still far from her peak, this 20% restoration of her essence was an extremely precious gift to her.

[Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena assisted in completing the first and second trials of the Sea God's Nine Trials; her reward will be delayed.]

[First Trial Reward: 10% recovery of original injuries.]

[Second Trial Reward: 10% recovery of original injuries.]

A majestic and ancient stream of information simultaneously imprinted itself into the minds of Gu Yuena and Xuan Ming.

"How are you feeling?" Xuanming asked.

"Much better," Gu Yuena said.

The restoration of the Goddess of Life's divine power included the restoration of her divine essence. Although it was only 20%, its effect on her was a gift that might not have been able to recover on its own even after tens of thousands of years.

Although the existence of the Dragon God's Heart allowed her to barely use god-level power, it was ultimately too much of a strain. Now, she possesses stable god-level power.

If her injuries are fully healed, she will be able to return to her former half-step God King level.

By the time……

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The closer you get to the mainland, the more pronounced the tense atmosphere becomes.

The once peaceful sea route was occasionally interrupted by patrols of ships flying the flag of the Martial Soul Empire, creating a tense atmosphere.

The once bustling port city now appears somewhat desolate, with unease and fear on people's faces.

As they continued flying inland, the situation became increasingly dire.

Amidst the vast fields, one can often see the ruins of burned villages, where the smoke of battle has not yet completely dissipated.

Along the official road, displaced refugees, with their families in tow, their faces filled with hunger and fear, migrated towards places they perceived as safe.

In some remote mountainous areas, banditry has become rampant, with bandits even daring to openly attack small groups of Soul Masters and merchant caravans. Chaos and disorder are spreading.

What's even more striking are the Soul Masters who belong to the Spirit Empire and are stationed in various places to maintain order.

Many of them, dressed in brand-new Spirit Hall uniforms, ran rampant in towns and villages, levying heavy taxes, oppressing the common people, and even using the pretext of suppressing bandits or investigating traitors to extort and plunder, displaying an extremely arrogant and domineering attitude.

As if overnight, they gained power and became superior to others, trampling the old order and morality under their feet.

"It seems that the forces below have become a bit too powerful since the establishment of the Spirit Empire." Gu Yuena looked at a village below where the Spirit Hall's soul masters were forcibly confiscating supplies. Her silver-purple eyes remained calm. She seemed to have long been accustomed to human conflicts and ugliness and did not care.

The only thing she cared about was Xuanming and the future of the Dragon Clan.

Xuanming remained expressionless, simply raising his right hand. The sky instantly changed color, and hundreds of destructive lightning bolts crashed down, instantly reducing the "hero of the chaotic world" he saw to ashes.

Xuanming withdrew his hand, and the strange phenomenon in the sky instantly subsided, as if the earth-shattering thunder had never appeared. The arrogant Soul Masters of the Martial Soul Empire below, along with their evil deeds, turned into charred ashes, which vanished without a trace with a gust of wind.

The surviving villagers stared in terror at the sky, at the two figures that looked like gods and demons, and knelt down, muttering incantations, whether in prayer or thanksgiving, it was unclear.

Xuanming didn't look down again, and said to Gu Yuena indifferently, "Let's go."

The two transformed into streaks of light once more and sped off toward Wuhun City, leaving behind only a desolate village and bewildered survivors.

Gu Yuena glanced at Xuan Ming's cold profile. She could sense that Xuan Ming's mood was not as calm as he appeared.

The chaos and injustice seemed to have touched something he didn't want to talk about.

The closer one gets to Wuhun City, the more intense the atmosphere of grimness and tension becomes.

The towering city walls seemed even more formidable than before, and the number of patrolling soldiers and soul masters had increased significantly. The air seemed to be filled with a sense of impending doom.

The checks at the city gates were strict, and people coming in and out all looked cautious.

When Xuanming and Gu Yuena's undisguised powerful auras, along with the dazzling golden trident of the Sea God on Xuanming's shoulder that was impossible to miss, appeared in the sky above Wuhun City, the entire city seemed to be put on pause.

Countless gazes were cast in shock towards the sky, and the Spirit Hall Soul Masters who recognized Xuan Ming's identity changed their expressions drastically.

"It's...it's him! He's back!"

"What's that on his shoulder? It's terrifying!" "Quickly, report to His Holiness the Pope!"

The city garrison's massive crossbow bolts instinctively rose, but then, sensing the suffocating aura emanating from that abyss, they trembled and lowered. No one dared to lay a hand on this being.

Ignoring the commotion and warnings below, Xuanming turned his gaze directly to the majestic Papal Palace.

He could clearly sense a familiar yet somewhat sinister, chaotic, and oppressive powerful aura lurking there.

The aura was deeper and more... unstable than before.

Instead of entering through the city gate, he casually swung his arm and hurled the Trident of Poseidon like a javelin toward the square in front of the Papal Palace!
boom--! ! !
The golden streak of light tore through the air with a piercing whistling sound, and landed with perfect precision in the center of the square directly in front of the Papal Palace gates!
The enormous impact seemed to shake the entire Spirit City. Centered on the point where the trident landed, the hard stone slabs were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks that spread for hundreds of meters!

That divine weapon, which symbolized the authority of the sea god, now resembled a huge warning sign, radiating a chilling pressure. It was deeply embedded in the ground, its shaft trembling slightly and emitting a low hum.

This throw was simple and brutal, yet it carried an unparalleled deterrent power!

The entire square fell into a deathly silence!

All the guards and soul masters stared in disbelief at the golden trident so close at hand, feeling the overwhelming pressure that made it difficult for them to even breathe.

Xuanming and Gu Yuena then slowly descended beside the trident.

The moment Xuanming and Gu Yuena landed, the heavy doors of the Papal Palace burst open!

A powerful aura, a mixture of majesty, eeriness, and oppression, surged forth first. Then, a remarkably noble figure in purple, surrounded by a group of cardinals, slowly emerged. It was Bibi Dong, the current Empress of the Spirit Empire.

Almost simultaneously, several powerful auras soared into the sky from the direction of the Elder Hall. Led by Yue Guan Gui Mei, the elders of the Elder Hall also appeared one after another, landing on the other side of the square. They looked solemnly at Xuan Ming, Gu Yue Na, and the Sea God Trident stuck in the ground.

Aside from Yue Guan Gui Mei, the elders were unaware of the specific relationship between Xuan Ming and Bibi Dong. At this moment, Xuan Ming's actions, which could almost be considered disruptive, made them nervous.

Both the golden trident that exuded vast majesty and Xuanming posed a tremendous threat to them!
Did Bibi Dong and Xuan Ming have a falling out?
Bibi Dong's gaze first fell on Xuan Ming, and a complex emotion flashed in her purple eyes, including concern, anger, and an indescribable flutter.

But when her gaze swept over Gu Yuena, who stood beside Xuanming with an ethereal air and beauty that was no less than her own, the scene from that night involuntarily flashed through her mind, and that slight flutter was instantly replaced by a chilling coldness.

Little bitch!
Finally, her gaze settled on the trident of Poseidon, and her pupils contracted slightly.

"What do you mean by this? You came back just to ruin my business?"

"This thing is too heavy, I can't lift it," Xuanming said.

"..."

The air fell silent instantly, everyone bewildered by Xuanming's unconventional explanation.

Could you be any more perfunctory?
"Heavy?" Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow slightly, stepped forward, came to the side of the Trident of the Sea God, and directly reached out and grasped the divine weapon.

Pull hard!
Not moving at all!

"..."

A fleeting look of astonishment and disbelief crossed Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face.

Although she wasn't a power-type Soul Master, she was still a level 99 Peerless Douluo. Even without being serious, her physical strength was comparable to that of an ordinary power-type Title Douluo. Yet, even so, she couldn't budge the trident in the slightest.
A hint of defiance flashed in her purple eyes, and her soul power surged as she exerted her strength once more!
However, the trident of Poseidon remained firmly embedded in the earth, as if it had taken root there, without even the slightest tremor.

The square was silent; everyone held their breath.

His Holiness the Pope... couldn't even lift this weapon?

Xuanming looked at Bibi Dong's slightly flushed cheeks and tightly pursed lips, and added in a calm tone, "I already said, it's very heavy."

On his way here, in order to test his current strength, he asked Gu Yuena to add a little weight to the Trident of Poseidon.

Now, this thing weighs 1.08 million jin, or 540 tons.

Five hundred and forty tons of weight are condensed into this weapon. To lift it, you don’t need just five hundred and forty tons of strength, but five hundred and forty tons of wrist strength and grip strength!
Let alone Bibi Dong, even a powerhouse like Tang Chen couldn't lift this thing.

Nowadays, the only people in the human world who can lift this thing are him, Gu Yuena, Di Tian, ​​Xiong Jun, and Zi Ji.

To put it bluntly, this is not something that humans can lift.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and a hint of inexplicable embarrassment in her heart, and released her hand.

Gu Yuena noticed Bibi Dong's predicament, stepped forward, grasped the Trident of the Sea God, and pulled it up with force.

Then, a flash of silvery-white light restored the damaged square.

Gu Yuena looked at Bibi Dong and said softly, "I'm sorry, I made it too heavy. Don't be angry, it's not his fault."

“…” Bibi Dong.

"..." Xuanming.

(End of this chapter)