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

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Xuanming, holding Qianrenxue's hand, strolled leisurely through the Tang Sect's layers of defensive formations, like two transparent ghosts.

The infrared sensors and soul power detection waves around them, which were supposed to be so strong that "even mosquitoes couldn't fly in," passed right through them as if they were air the moment they touched them.

At this moment, the divine power of "negation" revealed its most domineering and bizarre side.

Xuanming did not use that earth-shattering destructive power; he simply gave a "negation" command regarding his and Qian Renxue's state of being.

Therefore, according to the rules and understanding of the mortal realm, they do not exist.

Since it doesn't exist, how could it be detected? Unless a supreme god with the same power to break the rules comes in person, even if a god-king came, he would be blind to it.

The two passed through numerous checkpoints, not lingering at the training ground, but instead arriving directly at the heart of the Tang Clan—the secret workshop three hundred meters underground.

This is the true core forbidden area of ​​the Tang Sect.

The walls, gleaming with a metallic sheen, were covered with intricate isolation arrays. Although the massive soul-guided furnace had been extinguished, it still emitted residual high temperatures. The air was filled with the chilling aura unique to rare metals.

In the center of this empty and quiet workshop, a figure is staring blankly at a huge blueprint.

She was a woman who looked to be in her late twenties. She was extremely beautiful, with a hint of heroism in her brows, but this could not hide the anxiety and exhaustion of being trapped in a desperate situation. She was dressed in a dark blue outfit that allowed for easy movement, her long hair was casually tied back, and she tightly gripped a soul-guided drawing pen that had run out of ink in her hand.

Tang Ya is the current leader of the Tang Clan.

Level 96 Super Douluo, Level 9 Peak Soul Master.

He is also a direct descendant of Tang San.

She stared intently at the intricate design drawing in front of her, titled "Buddha's Wrath Lotus," her eyes vacant and filled with despair.

"It's no use...it's no use..."

Tang Ya murmured to herself, her voice hoarse, "The core materials are exhausted, and the divine vein energy is depleted... No matter how perfect the design is, we can't build a second one."

She closed her eyes in anguish, her mind replaying the horrors of that battle from a few years ago.

In order to break through that barrier, Huo Yuhao's otherworldly mentor burned his soul, all seven soul spirits fell into a deep slumber, and Huo Yuhao himself overdrawn all his life potential in order to barely activate that world-destroying red lotus.

The price is too high.

The Tang Clan has lost all its trump cards.

If the Douluo Federation were to make another move, if those greedy demigod monsters were to truly break off all pretense of civility...

What can the Tang Clan use to stop them?
"Is there really... no hope left?"

Tang Ya's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and a tear fell onto the drawing, blurring the complex soul-guiding patterns.

Just then, a cool and indifferent voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"What's your name?"

"Who?!"

Tang Ya was jolted awake and turned around abruptly like a startled cheetah.

Almost simultaneously, two completely different yet equally powerful auras erupted from her body.

"Roar--!!!"

A destructive dragon roar reverberated throughout the underground workshop. A colossal dragon, its body a deep purple-black and radiating terrifying pressure, materialized behind her—the Purple-Radiant Annihilation Dragon!

Immediately afterwards, countless deep blue vines sprouted from the ground like venomous snakes, instantly covering the entire workshop and sealing off every inch of space—Blue Silver Emperor, Blue Silver Domain fully activated!

Extreme power and extreme control—this is indeed a uniquely endowed twin martial soul talent.

However, faced with this terrifying attack that could instantly kill a Title Douluo, the white-clad man who suddenly appeared merely raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"The Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon and the Blue Silver Emperor?"

Xuanming looked at Tang Ya, his gaze seemingly piercing through time. "So that's how it is. A direct descendant of Tang San and Xu Hong's granddaughter? The bloodline is quite interestingly fused."

He neither dodged nor defended himself.

It was just a slight thought.

"go back."

Just two words, yet they sound like an absolute decree from ancient times.

"Woo——"

The illusory Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon, which was about to roar and pounce, let out a terrified cry the moment it heard those two words, like a chicken being choked.

That absolute, irresistible suppressive force from the depths of its bloodline instantly stripped it of all its ferocity. It transformed into a streak of light, tumbling and crawling back into Tang Ya's body, still trembling deep within its soul. Although Xuan Ming had already given the power of the Dragon God to Gu Yue Na, his past experience as the Dragon God, and his primordial divine status that had long surpassed that of the Dragon God, gave him absolute "kingly" authority when facing any beast, especially dragon-type martial souls.

This is a kind of domineering pressure etched into our genes, even more powerful than divine power.

Followed by.

"Kakaka..."

The wildly growing blue silver vines around them seemed to have suddenly lost their vitality, frozen stiffly in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

Tang Ya felt as if all the soul power in her body had been frozen at that moment.

Her proud twin martial souls couldn't even last a second against this mysterious man, and they immediately "betrayed" her!

"you……"

Tang Ya's pupils contracted sharply, her face turned deathly pale, and her body trembled slightly with extreme fear. "Who...who are you?!"

Able to ignore the Tang Clan's defensive formations, able to repel the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon with a single word, able to instantly suppress her Blue Silver Emperor...

Even those demigod monsters couldn't achieve this kind of power!

Could it be... a god?!

"Ten thousand years ago, Tang San was a supporter of the old era and the biggest obstacle to the new era."

Xuanming's gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if he were recalling that turbulent era. "I never imagined that ten thousand years later, his descendants would become the rebels against the old era, raising the banner of breaking the shackles."

"These Tang family members... they really like to go against me."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's face turned deathly pale, and she even paused for a moment.

Ten thousand years ago? Going against them?
In the history of the Douluo Federation, there are very few people who are qualified to say such things.

Furthermore, the Tang Sect Secret Records clearly state that that era was an era in which gods walked.

"You...you are..."

Tang Ya's voice trembled violently as her gaze shifted back and forth between Xuan Ming and Qian Renxue. "Are you... gods of the Angel Temple? Or from Seagod Island?"

She was desperate.

Although the Tang Clan has declined, its foundation remains, and she certainly knows that gods truly exist in this world.

But aren't the gods in legends supposed to be unable to interfere in the mortal world at will?
Could it be because Huo Yuhao caused too much trouble and crossed the bottom line of the God Realm, so... the gods themselves intervened?
If that's the case, what chance does the Tang Sect have? What chance does Huo Yuhao have?
"take it easy."

Xuanming seemed to see through her inner fear, and waved his hand indifferently, the oppressive aura he had exerted vanished without a trace.

"I was just passing by and came to take a look."

Xuanming casually pulled over a chair and sat down, his posture relaxed. "You don't need to be anxious. The so-called shortage of materials and the depletion of divine veins are a desperate situation for you, but for some people, they are just minor episodes on the road to growth."

"As a chosen one of destiny, turning misfortune into good fortune is Huo Yuhao's basic skill."

"Your problem will soon be solved."

Tang Ya was stunned.

She couldn't keep up with this mysterious man's pace at all. He was ridiculously strong, yet he seemed to have no hostility? He was even...comforting her?

"Which side are you on?"

Tang Ya gritted her teeth and couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her, "An angel? Or a sea god?"

In this world, apart from these two major churches, she couldn't think of anyone else who could possess such power and aura.

Upon hearing this, Xuanming smiled.

He didn't answer directly, but turned to look to the side.

There, Qian Renxue was picking up an unfinished soul-guided weapon with great interest, her slender fingers gently stroking the intricate patterns on it, her golden eyes flashing with judgment.

"she?"

Xuanming pointed at Qian Renxue, "She is an angel goddess."

Tang Ya's pupils dilated suddenly, and her heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly.

Heavens... an angel god?!
That deity worshipped by billions of followers of the Angelic Church, a symbol of supreme light?!

She actually... descended upon us?! (End of Chapter)