Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Now, with his student about to take control of the Heaven Dou Empire and the unparalleled genius Tang Shan by his side, Ning Fengzhi finally saw a glimmer of hope in breaking free from the clutches of the Spirit Hall.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, how is Rongrong's cultivation lately?" Turning around and sitting down at the table, Ning Fengzhi asked about his daughter's cultivation while making tea.

"Overall, you've been quite diligent. It'll only be a month or two before you reach the Soul King level," Gu Rong said with a hint of praise. Chen Xin didn't say anything, but his tacit agreement conveyed his attitude to some extent.

"Sigh!" Ning Fengzhi picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He then said frankly, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, the continent is about to descend into chaos. Letting her continue to play around like this is not a good thing. Can we protect her for the rest of our lives?"

Ning Fengzhi's words caused the two guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to fall into a brief silence. After a long while, Gu Rong spoke somewhat awkwardly: "I can't help it. Rongrong went to that Shrek Academy for many years. She finally graduated and came back. It's not good to keep forcing her to cultivate."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin nodded in agreement. Previously, they had been on the same side as Ning Fengzhi, hoping that Ning Rongrong would focus on her cultivation and become a pillar of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future. However, after the competition ended and Ning Rongrong graduated, he still couldn't bear to urge her to cultivate whenever the girl acted coquettishly towards them.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that." Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile. He had been too anxious. No matter how hard his daughter cultivated, when the entire continent was truly in chaos, Ning Rongrong would never become a top expert and play a crucial role.

After gathering his thoughts, Ning Fengzhi finally made a decision: "Rongrong's cultivation cannot be neglected. From now on, Uncle Gu and Uncle Jian should focus on helping me with official duties. Uncle Gu, you and Uncle Jian will accompany me to the succession ceremony in a few days. As for the safety of the sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is near Tiandou City. If there are any changes, we can come back immediately."

"Yes, Sect Master!" The two Douluo exchanged a glance and answered in unison. They knew that Ning Fengzhi was determined to make Ning Rongrong work hard.

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Time passed quickly, and two months went by in the blink of an eye. In the blacksmith shop, which was only a few dozen square meters, there was a muscular young man with blue hair. His muscles were not exaggerated, but they were full of explosive power that combined strength and beauty. His long, azure hair fell naturally, adding a touch of softness to his originally resolute appearance.

With a sudden slam of the iron hammer, sparks flew as the boiling killing intent in his heart was completely released, and his eyes regained their clarity.

Squeak!

The rotten wooden door reopened, and a burly but disheveled figure slowly walked in.

“Father.” The blue-haired youth turned his head, his eyes revealing heartfelt joy, and quickly took a few steps forward, wanting to help him up.

It was only under the sunlight that it was discovered that the man's left arm was severed at the root, and he did not look well, walking with a swaying gait.

"I can walk by myself. How well have you concealed your murderous aura?" The man shoved the blue-haired youth away, his words devoid of any warmth, as if the person before him were not his own flesh and blood.

The father and son before us are none other than Haotian Douluo and his son, Tang San, who broke out of the City of Slaughter.

After Tang San left the City of Slaughter, he experienced a timeline different from the original one. Since Tang Hao had seen through Tang San's soul long ago that it was not his son, he did not take Tang San to cleanse himself of his sinister desires and suppress his killing intent. Instead, he randomly found a small town in the Heaven Dou Kingdom and had Tang San vent his killing intent by forging iron.

Forging iron to vent murderous intent has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it takes less time than washing away all pretense, usually ending in about two months; the disadvantage is that the murderous intent vented will grow back later, unlike after washing away all pretense, which can be perfectly controlled.

Tang San was neither annoyed nor angry at Tang Hao's attitude. The person in front of him was his father. If his father's attitude was bad, then he, as the son, must have done something wrong.

"Father, I've vented most of my energy, and my soul power cultivation has made great progress. Combined with the results of my training in the City of Slaughter, I should be able to break through to level 55 in a while." Tang San pondered for a moment and began to report on his training gains over the past two months. The life-or-death battle in the City of Slaughter had greatly stimulated his potential, allowing his soul power level to make a leap forward.

"Very good. After you've gone to see Xiao Wu, go back to the Clear Sky Sect for me." Tang Hao's calm words stirred up ripples in Tang San's heart.

Tang San suddenly looked up, his face full of excitement, and asked Tang Hao, "Father, you've given me permission to go find Xiao Wu?"

Tang Hao nodded slowly, his voice deep and powerful: "That's right, your wings are growing strong, it's time to go find the love of your life." His aura suddenly weakened: "Xiao San, remember, you must protect Xiao Wu, don't be like me, a good-for-nothing, unable to even protect the one you love."

Having already learned the truth of what happened back then, Tang San suddenly knelt down on both knees, his voice firm and resolute: "Father, rest assured, I will definitely protect Xiao Wu, and I will definitely make the Spirit Hall that hurt you and that Tang San pay the price."

"Go ahead, just let nature take its course." Tang Hao didn't look up, his voice a little hoarse.

Tang San didn't speak again, but instead kowtowed three times with a loud thud. Then he stood up, with faint red marks on his forehead, and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

After a long while, Tang Hao finally raised his head, his eyes filled with coldness as he gazed in the direction Tang San had left, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.

Tang Hao loved Ah Yin very much, so much so that after her death, his heart left her. He loved her so much that if it weren't for their son Tang San, his spiritual anchor, he would have gone to find her long ago.

But all hope vanished completely with Tang San's various abnormal behaviors from childhood to adulthood. Even though he didn't know the truth, Tang Hao knew that his son's body had been taken over by some ghostly thing.

The overwhelming negative emotions nearly drove Tang Hao to the brink of madness, but fortunately, at the crucial moment, his resentment over Ah Yin's death gave him an absurd yet daring plan.

With the awakening of Tang San's twin martial souls, the success rate of this plan began to increase. It wasn't until Tang Hao discovered Xiao Wu, a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, at Notting Academy that he truly saw hope for his revenge.

Even though Tang San wasn't his son, and even though Tang San had similar experiences to his own, it didn't arouse the slightest sympathy in Tang Hao. In his eyes, Tang San was a demon for a time, and he would be a demon for life. This wouldn't change in the slightest because of the other person's experiences.

Sitting on a low stool by the fireplace, Tang Hao pondered his future plans. The real purpose of sending Tang San to the Star Dou Great Forest was not simple; his goal was to have Xiao Wu sacrifice herself for Tang San, so that he could have a 100,000-year spirit ring at the sixth spirit ring, laying an unparalleled foundation.

In fact, theoretically, it would have been most appropriate for Xiao Wu to save her seventh spirit ring for Tang San, since the age limit of the seventh spirit ring is related to the power of the spirit master's own spirit body.

However, once a soul beast reaches the seventh ring, not only will its own soul beast aura completely disappear, but its cultivation foundation before transformation will also be completely exhausted. If Xiao Wu is killed at that time, no soul ring or soul bone can be obtained, and the transformed soul beast will also completely lose the ability to sacrifice and generate soul rings at the seventh ring.

It can be said that before becoming a Soul Saint, a transformed Soul Beast is somewhere between a Soul Beast and a Soul Master; after becoming a Soul Saint, a transformed Soul Beast is no different from an ordinary Soul Master except for its past memories.

Tang Hao couldn't always keep track of Xiao Wu's cultivation speed. In order not to waste Xiao Wu, a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, Tang Hao could only let Xiao Wu become Tang San's sixth ring.

"Whether you're siblings or lovers," Tang Hao's eyes were as deep as an abyss, "Little San, let your father see just how steadfast and unwavering your love truly is."

Wow!

With a flicker, Tang Hao disappeared from the low wooden stool. The blacksmith shop's door was wide open, and the glaring sunlight outside couldn't penetrate the dim and cramped blacksmith shop.

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Recently, a piece of news has attracted the attention of the entire Douluo Continent—the current emperor of Tiandou, Emperor Xue Ye, is preparing to abdicate and pass the throne to his talented and gentle son, Xue Qinghe.

This news caused a stir across the continent, and the Star Luo Empire also took notice. The Spirit Hall, situated between the two great empires, even sent a messenger to inquire about the reasons for Emperor Xue Ye's abdication.

"'If your life is threatened, you may request our assistance. At that time, all your conspiracies and schemes will be reduced to ashes.' Heh, isn't that ridiculous? I just don't want to sit in this position. I want to rest. Look at the wording of the Spirit Hall. It's clearly an attempt to sow discord." Emperor Xueye stroked his beard with his left hand, looking at the letter from the Spirit Hall with his right, and was so angry that he laughed.

"The people know the wolfish ambitions of the Spirit Hall. Your Majesty, this is nothing more than a test by them to interfere in our internal affairs."

"That's right, that's right. His Majesty is indeed far-sighted and saw through the Spirit Hall's conspiracy at a glance. He is truly wise."

Inside the council hall, the ministers of the Heavenly Dou Empire echoed each other's sentiments, shamelessly flattering Emperor Xue Ye.

The Snow Night Emperor's face was full of disdain as he tore the letter in his hand into pieces in a few swift movements: "Trying to sow discord between my father and me? Dream on! Why doesn't the Spirit Hall say that Qinghe wanted to poison me, or that Tang Shan also had ulterior motives?"

Emperor Xueye casually tossed aside the scraps of paper in his hand, then straightened his expression: "I know what you're thinking, fearing that Qinghe will exploit your profits after taking power, or even demote you..." He leaned forward slightly: "I've already considered that. You don't need to worry, I've arranged everything. When the time comes..."

Chapter 518 The Threat from Tangshan

All the ministers of Tiandou subconsciously held their breath, waiting for Emperor Xueye to stand up for them.

"When the time comes, just listen to Qinghe's arrangements and let him make all the decisions." Emperor Xueye changed the subject, a strange smile appearing on his lips: What a joke. Although he, Emperor Xueye, was not a wise ruler and had not accomplished much since taking power, he was not stupid. If he were to leave his children with a mess before abdicating, he would rather not abdicate at all.

What is the relationship between Emperor Xue Ye's ministers and Xue Qinghe that they insist on maintaining such ties? Will they be able to travel the continent with peace of mind?

It must be said that Emperor Xueye was quite clear-headed in some ways. Not only did he not covet imperial power, but he was also preparing to sever all ties cleanly. Traveling the entire continent as the retired emperor was far easier than dealing with endless official duties every day. Now that he had the opportunity to relinquish this troublesome position, and with the future successor's talent clearly evident, why not?

“Your Majesty, you mustn’t! Prince Qinghe is indeed very talented, but he has not yet been tested by major events. If power is hastily transferred, the empire may descend into chaos.” Another minister, hearing Emperor Xueye’s cold words, felt a jolt in his heart and quickly stepped forward to gently advise him.

"Internal strife within the empire?" Emperor Xueye muttered, the playfulness in his eyes vanishing, replaced by chilling indifference. "Are you threatening me or the future of Qinghe?"

"Your subject dares not." The two rows of ministers below the throne trembled like leaves, the sudden coldness of the Emperor's voice sending a chill down their spines.

"Never mind, none of that matters. Before I ascend the throne, I will inform Qinghe of all your connections with the various cities of the Heavenly Dou Empire." Emperor Xueye stood up, his obese figure causing the air in the council hall to almost freeze. This was the majesty that Emperor Xueye had cultivated over many years of wielding power.

Before the obsequious ministers could even ponder the matter, Emperor Xueye's subsequent words revealed the true purpose behind his earlier words: "Qinghe may not be as benevolent as I am. Don't forget, she has a ruthless figure by her side who is capable of severely injuring the Haotian Douluo and cleaving the Spirit Hall's cult leader in two with an axe, yet escapes unscathed. Tell me, if things really get out of hand within the empire, will Qinghe feign compliance with you, or will she directly send Tang Shan to exterminate your entire family?"

Fear, unprecedented fear! The powerful nobles present lost their barely maintained composure and calmness. Emperor Xueye's words were like a giant battle axe, shattering their years of accumulated political experience.

No matter how great their power or how glorious their past status, when faced with Tangshan, who dared to challenge the Pope, the armor they wove around themselves with power and rules was no different from a thin sheet of paper.

"Therefore, when the time comes, transfer the powers that should be transferred, and cooperate where necessary. Don't wait until Tangshan breaks down your doors before you regret it." Emperor Xueye left these last words with profound meaning before turning and leaving the council hall.

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"Zhu Yun, you'll be the Empress of the Heavenly Dou Empire in a few days. Aren't you nervous?" In Tang Shan's courtyard, Dugu Yan blinked her amethyst-like eyes and asked Zhu Zhu Yun with some curiosity.

"I'm not nervous. I've been the Crown Princess before. This is just a step further. I've become the Empress of Tiandou. What's there to be nervous about?" Zhu Zhuyun replied while keeping an eye on Tang Shan's subtle expressions, hoping to catch a change in his demeanor.

"The original Star Luo Prince's Consort became the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's Consort, and now she's about to become the Heaven Dou Empress. Tsk tsk, this is even more outrageous than a picture book." Dugu Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"Otherwise, why would they say that reality is often more absurd than a picture book?" Tang Shan replied casually, feeling the gaze that was always on his face. He looked up helplessly, "Zhu Yun, why are you staring at my face?"

Zhu Zhuyun reflexively lowered her head, feeling a little guilty. The next moment, she suddenly realized, "What's there to be guilty about looking at my future man?" With that thought, Zhu Zhuyun looked up again, meeting Tang Shan's gaze: "Teacher, I'm about to become the Empress of the Heavenly Dou Empire. Aren't you jealous?"

Squeak!

No sooner had she finished speaking than Miss Angel pushed open the door and entered. Qian Renxue's smile froze for a moment, and then she looked at Zhu Zhuyun with a strange gaze.

Tang Shan was stunned for a while before he finally came to his senses. His lips twitched, and he had so many complaints in his mind that he didn't know where to begin.

"Zhu Yun, I ask you, is the future Heavenly Dou Emperor male or female?" Tang Shan asked in a deep voice, his face dark, ignoring Qian Renxue's teasing gaze.

Zhu Zhuyun felt like she had asked a stupid question, but she still subconsciously replied, "They're all...they're all women."

Tang Shan took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to teach this rebellious disciple a lesson, and continued to ask, "Then what is my relationship with the future Heavenly Dou Emperor and Heavenly Dou Empress?"

"Ah, this..." Zhu Zhuyun's earlobes turned slightly red. Tang Shan glanced at Qian Renxue, whose head was turned away but whose earlobes were still flushed, and issued the most "deadly" threat: "You'd better be careful, or one day I'll catch you and make you spend the night in my dragon bed and take care of the future Emperor and Empress of Tiandou together."

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Several years have passed since that sensational All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. Although Shrek Academy did not win the championship, its reputation spread throughout the continent due to the various figures among its members.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, the son of Haotian Douluo, wearing a poop-green school uniform, the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

Despite its mixed reputation, Shrek Academy stands among the top-tier advanced soul master academies, attracting geniuses from all over the Heaven Dou Empire to study there.

Some hoped to climb the social ladder by connecting with aristocratic students of high status; others thought they would be the second lucky one to gain the favor of a 100,000-year-old soul beast and have the opportunity to change their talents.

Although the genius soul masters who come to Shrek Academy for 100,000-year soul beasts have somewhat unrealistic goals, most of them are still quite normal in their thinking. The vast majority are after 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones, and only a very few have the peculiar goal of wanting to fall in love with 100,000-year soul beasts.

On the wide playground, black lightning surged, engulfing all the numerous wind blades that descended from the sky.

Yu Tianheng, his body swelled up and covered in dense black scales, let out a loud dragon roar, spread a pair of broad dragon wings on his back, and pounced straight at Flander in front of him.

"Well done!" Flander shouted, his fifth spirit ring flashed suddenly, and his wings expanded instantly. With a sudden flap of his wings, a gust of wind surged, and his jet-black feathers shot out like sharp arrows towards Yu Tianheng's entire body. The tips of the feathers cut through the air and emitted a piercing whistle.

"Dragon's Wrath!" Yu Tianheng, floating in the air on dragon wings, clasped his hands together at his chest, black lightning surging between his palms, and then suddenly thrust them out.

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, the black lightning ball transformed instantly as it hurtled forward, becoming a ferocious black dragon head that lunged at Flander while biting at his dark wings.

This is a unique soul skill created by the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, representing the ultimate development of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus's lightning power.

The lightning dragon head, several meters in size, made Flander feel a little solemn, but at the same time, his eyes revealed admiration. Facing him, a top expert who had just broken through to Soul Douluo, as a Soul Emperor, he did not fall into a disadvantageous position in a short time. He was indeed exceptionally talented.

Unfortunately, the gap in soul power cannot be easily bridged by the advantages of soul skills and martial souls. The moment the thought crossed his mind, Flander displayed for the first time the majesty unique to a Soul Douluo.

The release of immense soul power further enhanced the effects of the previously activated soul skills. The black feathers that kept shooting out increased in both quantity and quality, and the piercing speed also increased dramatically.

Brush brush!

The jet-black thunder dragon's head quickly stopped advancing under the barrage of black wings and was swiftly dismembered. In just a few breaths, it turned into tiny sparks of lightning and completely dissipated.

This is the difference in soul power between a Soul Douluo and a Soul Emperor. Even if a soul skill cannot undergo a fundamental transformation due to the age limit of the soul ring, activating the soul skill with higher quality soul power can still produce a stronger effect.

With a sudden flap of its wings, the dragon surged forward, its arms and claws crossing in mid-air before tearing apart with a devastating roar!

As the black claw-like shadow shot out, heading straight for Flander, Yu Tianheng followed closely behind, hoping to close the distance and engage Flander in close combat.

"I'm not just good at ranged attacks." Flander's lips curled up, and with a flap of his eagle wings, he advanced instead of retreating, transforming into a shadowy figure that rushed straight at Yu Tianheng. His left wing drew a piercing whistle in mid-air, slicing horizontally towards his opponent's waist.

boom!