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

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After a month of madness that could be described as "divine punishment," Qian Renxue finally took pity on Xuanming, who was already seeing black eyes.

In the past month, Xuanming has truly come to understand what it means that "lust is a bone-scraping steel knife".

At first, he held the attitude of "since I can't resist, I might as well enjoy it," and even actively cooperated, trying to take the lead in this "war." But as time went on, he realized he was wrong.

Big mistakes.

Qian Renxue wasn't enjoying herself at all; she was "eating," "taking revenge," and filling the void of her thousand years in the most primal way.

He felt completely exhausted.

It wasn't a depletion of divine power, but rather extreme mental exhaustion.

"These things... are indeed a case of too much of a good thing."

Xuanming, supporting his aching back, gazed at the slowly rising sun in the distance and uttered a sigh from the depths of his soul, "The land of gentle pleasures is the graveyard of heroes. The ancients were right."

At first, he could enjoy it because of his love for Qian Renxue and the novelty of the relationship. But as the frequency increased and time went on, that pure joy began to change. Later, he felt like a wage earner who had to work overtime to complete a task, and even his soul became numb.

Qian Renxue also noticed that something was wrong with him.

Although this angel is usually arrogant, she is very caring when it matters.

After venting her anger and longing for a month, she finally took pity on Xuanming and decided to let him go.

The two rested quietly in the valley for a few days, drinking tea, reading books, and chatting, which finally made up for the feeling of being drained.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to Douluo Star."

Having regained her spirits, Qian Renxue put on her sacred palace attire again. Although her eyes still held a hint of allure, her demeanor had returned to that of the aloof and supreme angelic god-king.

"I heard the show over there has reached its climax."

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Returning to Douluo Star, the atmosphere here is noticeably more tense than it was ten years ago.

Above Tiandou City, although soul-guided flying vehicles still shuttle back and forth, the ubiquitous holographic projection advertisements have been replaced by the federal government's "emergency martial law order" and high bounties for "Tang Sect remnants" and "heretic Huo Yuhao".

Xuanming and Qianrenxue concealed themselves and strolled along a somewhat desolate street.

"It seems that kid has caused quite a stir in the past ten years."

Xuanming looked at a wanted poster that had been torn in half by the roadside. Although Huo Yuhao's portrait on it looked a little immature, the determination in his eyes was impressive. "Ten years ago, he was just a little mouse being chased everywhere. Now, he can actually make the Federation so wary?"

"It's more than just fear."

Qian Renxue chuckled, her tone tinged with admiration, "Huo Yuhao truly lives up to his reputation as the chosen one. In these ten years, with the matchmaking of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and the guidance of a powerful necromancer from another dimension, his growth rate has been nothing short of rocket-like."

"He has now reached the level of a level 99 Limit Douluo. Moreover, his spiritual power cultivation is terrifying, and he has even touched the threshold of divine essence."

“However…” Qian Renxue changed the subject, “The Douluo Federation is not to be underestimated either. After all, it is a plane that is close to the God Star, and its foundation is there. Those demigod-level old monsters hidden behind the Federation and the Church, although their time is coming to an end, their combat power should not be underestimated.”

"Although Huo Yuhao has become a Limit Douluo, he still can't beat those old guys who have already stepped into the god level if it's a head-on confrontation."

"But the clever thing about this kid is that he doesn't try to out-brute force those old monsters."

"His talent in soul tools and battle armor technology is simply genius. He combined the knowledge of that otherworldly necromancer and created a unique combat system of his own. Even if he can't beat those demigods, he can run away, or even bite back."

"Now, he has raised a banner called the Spirit Pagoda, gathered a group of like-minded young soul masters and soul beasts who do not want to die, and even... some of your old acquaintances."

"An old acquaintance?" Xuan Ming frowned slightly. "Didn't I order those old guys from the Angel Temple and Seagod Island to stay out of this? Do Ning Fengzhi and the others dare to disobey my orders?"

"Of course it's not them."

Qian Renxue shook her head. "It's someone else's legacy. That thing is called the Tang Clan."

"Tangmen?"

Upon hearing these two words, Xuanming's eyes narrowed slightly. "Tang San?"

That was a name from a long time ago. So long ago that if Qian Renxue hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten the original protagonist.

"Yes."

Qian Renxue explained, "Back then, for Tang Yuehua's sake, you granted a general amnesty, sparing those people from the Haotian Sect."

"That old man Xu Hong finally softened. After all, Tang San and his granddaughter already had a child. So after the Douluo Federation was established, Xu Hong brought Tang San back to the Sun Moon Royal Family."

"Under Bai Chenxiang's mediation, the Power Clan, who possessed forging skills, and the Clear Sky Sect Soul Masters, who had the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, began to transform. They abandoned traditional cold weapons and hidden weapons, and instead turned to the combined development of soul guides and hidden weapons."

"At the time, this was an extremely forward-thinking decision."

"Ten thousand years ago, with the strong support of Xu Hong and the Sun Moon Royal Family, Tang San founded the Tang Sect. The core technology of the earliest God-Slaying Class fixed-position soul-guided cannons of the Douluo Federation came from the Tang Sect. At that time, the Tang Sect was a guest of honor of the Federation and an absolute authority in the field of weapons research and development."

At this point, Qian Renxue sighed, somewhat wistfully.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long.

"Five thousand years ago, with the retirement of Ning Fengzhi and Bai Chenxiang, the Tang Clan lost its biggest political backer. And the core technologies they possessed were too enviable."

"Later, the federal high command began to suppress the Tang Clan on the grounds that it was maliciously developing weapons of mass destruction and threatening federal security. They wanted to swallow up the Tang Clan's technology, but they did not want to give the Tang Clan the status it deserved."

"After thousands of years of being slowly boiled like a frog in water, the Tang Clan of today has long lost its former glory. Even its lineage is almost broken, with only a few big cats and small cats left, hiding in dark corners and barely surviving."

"Until Huo Yuhao appeared."

"I don't know how this kid got involved with the current leader of the Tang Clan. The two of them, both driven to the brink by the Federation, hit it off immediately."

"They combined Huo Yuhao's soul system, necromancy, and the Tang Sect's top-secret blueprints to develop a very interesting and powerful weapon." (End of Chapter)