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

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"What is it?" Xuanming became interested.

If Qian Renxue calls it a "powerful weapon," then it's definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Called Buddha's Wrath, Tang Lotus".

Qian Renxue slowly uttered four words.

"Buddha's Wrath Lotus?" Xuanming was taken aback. "That hidden weapon Tang San used back then?"

"Do not."

Qian Renxue shook her head, "It's just borrowing a name. It's not a hidden weapon, but an extremely terrifying soul tool."

"Some time ago, Huo Yuhao was besieged by the Federation, the Angelic Church, and the Sea God Church. The other side dispatched five Limit Douluos, dozens of Title Douluos, and even brought a level nine fixed-position soul guide cannon, clearly intending to blast him into dust."

"As a result, in that battle, Huo Yuhao, with a cultivation level of 97, gathered the full power of the seven soul spirits within his body and forcibly activated the Buddha's Wrath Lotus."

"The power that erupted in that instant... how can I describe it?"

"It tore apart the space within a hundred miles. That red, lotus-shaped energy wave not only destroyed the physical body, but also annihilated the soul."

"Those five Limit Douluos didn't even have time to scream before they vaporized on the spot. The remaining dozens of Title Douluos on the outer perimeter were either dead or crippled."

"That battle really hurt the Federation and made them afraid."

"According to my assessment, the power of that thing is enough to instantly kill an ordinary priest. Even a third-level deity would be seriously injured if he were to be hit head-on by it without dying."

"Mortals possess the power to slay gods."

Qian Renxue looked at Xuanming and said, "This is Huo Yuhao's trump card right now. It's also the reason why he dares to challenge the whole world."

Xuanming listened and remained silent for a moment.

"interesting."

"It seems this kid is even more promising than I imagined. He's managed to integrate technology, magic, and soul power to such an extent."

"but……"

Xuanming looked at the still heavily guarded Federal Parliament building in the distance. "Having powerful weapons is useless. Weapons can only deter, not govern."

“If he only wants to be a terrorist, then this Buddha's Wrath Lotus is his death warrant. The Federation will definitely spare no effort to eliminate this threat, even if it means destroying half the continent to kill him.”

"But if he wants to establish a new order..."

"Then he needs to understand when to use his fists and when... to use his brain."

"Let's go."

Xuanming took Qianrenxue's hand, and his figure gradually disappeared into the void.

"Let's go see that Tang Clan, and also meet that... Tang Clan that our great hero Huo would risk going against the world to protect."

"By the way, I also want to see if the little bit of incense left behind by Tang San back then can still ignite a prairie fire."

……

The space rippled gently, like the surface of a lake to which a pebble has been thrown.

In the next instant, Xuanming and Qianrenxue had already crossed countless mountains and rivers, arriving from the highly developed Tiandou Province to this desolate continent on the other side of Douluo Star.

Unlike the Douluo Continent, where land is incredibly valuable, and the Sun Moon Continent, which is highly industrialized, this new continent, discovered only a few thousand years ago, is still largely covered by primeval forests and towering mountains.

The air no longer smelled of engine oil from the operation of the soul-guided machinery, but instead had a fresh scent of soil and vegetation.

"right here?"

Thousand-foot Snow floated in mid-air, looking down at the cluster of buildings hidden among the mountains below. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. "This place... why does it look like an antique?"

What you see are no towering metal skyscrapers, no dazzling neon lights, and no flying soul-guided vehicles. What you see are only blue bricks and black tiles, with upturned eaves and corners.

The winding bluestone path connects the quaint courtyards, wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys, and the distant sounds of blacksmithing and the synchronized shouts of young men practicing their skills can be faintly heard.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Qian Renxue would have thought she had traveled through time and returned to the old era ten thousand years ago, when there were no soul tools and only pure martial souls.

"The Tang Clan... is quite interesting."

Xuanming's gaze was calm, and his divine sense spread out like mercury, instantly enveloping the entire Tang Sect's territory and even the entire continent.

In his perception, beneath the seemingly calm and peaceful ancient architectural complex, undercurrents were actually surging.

Countless intricate underground fortifications, defensive arrays, and soul-guided defense towers that, while having an antique appearance, possess extremely sophisticated cores, are cleverly hidden among the mountains and rivers.

This is a war fortress draped in the cloak of an old era.

"Are they being nostalgic?" Qian Renxue was puzzled. "Why not use perfectly good advanced technology instead of making it look like it's from ten thousand years ago? Is it to commemorate Tang San?"

"Perhaps it's a commemoration, or perhaps... it's a disguise."

Xuanming said calmly, "In this era where soul-guided technology reigns supreme, the more primitive and backward something seems, the more easily it is overlooked by the arrogant Federation people. Who would have thought that the world-shaking god-slaying weapon was actually created in this remote mountain forest where there are hardly any electric lights?"

As he spoke, Xuanming took Qianrenxue's hand and slowly descended, landing on a thousand-year-old tree outside the Tang Sect's base.

Through the dense foliage, they could clearly see what was happening on the training ground.

There, hundreds of Tang Clan disciples dressed in tight-fitting clothes were training. The weapons in their hands were varied, including the traditional Zhuge Divine Crossbow and modified Soul Guiding Ray Guns.

In the very center of the training ground, a young man in a wheelchair was bending down, adjusting a delicate metal sphere in his hand.

The young man had delicate features, yet he exuded a sense of vicissitude and fortitude that belied his age.

It was Huo Yuhao.

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes. "She seems quite composed. Despite being wanted worldwide, she can still focus on her research here."

He had to keep his composure.

Xuanming's lips curled into a playful smile, his gaze piercing through the metal ball in Huo Yuhao's hand, and also through the Tang Sect's treasure trove buried deep underground.

It was completely empty there.

"Those old guys in the Federation were terrified by that Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus. They thought the Tang Clan still had a lot of stock, so they were hesitant to attack and only dared to blockade the perimeter, not launch a full-scale attack."

"But they don't know..."

Xuanming pointed to Huo Yuhao below, "This kid is playing the empty city stratagem now."

"The Empty City Stratagem?" Qian Renxue was taken aback.

“That’s right.” Xuanming nodded. “That Buddha’s Wrath Tang Lotus exhausted all the rare metals that the Tang Clan had accumulated over the past few thousand years, and even overdrawn all the energy of the miniature divine vein underground in the Tang Clan.”

"The Tang Clan is now dirt poor."

"Let alone a second Buddha's Wrath Lotus, they wouldn't even be able to gather enough materials to build another level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon."

Upon hearing the truth, Qian Renxue couldn't help but gasp.

"This kid... he's really bold."

She looked at the calm young man in the wheelchair, her eyes changing. "He's holding an unloaded gun, yet he's managed to scare a group of fully armed demigods into immobility?"

“That’s called a game of chance,” Xuanming said. “He’s gambling. He’s gambling on the Federation’s fear of death, on the Church’s greed, and also on… his own life.”

“He knew very well that as long as he didn’t show weakness, and as long as he acted more assertive and mysterious, the Federation would be less likely to touch him.”

"But this is still walking a tightrope."

"Lies always get exposed eventually. Once the Federation realizes what's happening, or some hothead dares to test the waters... this seemingly impregnable Tang Clan will be reduced to ashes in an instant." (End of Chapter)