Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Outside Tiandou City, with the full efforts of the Yu Clan and countless construction soul masters, the new sect headquarters of the Haotian Sect has been completed. The entire sect is incredibly majestic and imposing, truly deserving of its title as the number one sect in the world.

Everyone from Haotian Sect has moved to the new sect. With the return of Ancestor Tang Chen, the entire sect is thriving, and everyone seems to be full of vigor, as if they have regained the domineering aura of the number one sect in the world.

Deep within the sect, Tang Chen was in a secret room, but his complexion was not as good as it appeared to outsiders; on the contrary, his face seemed unusually strange.

Because half of his face was normal, while the other half was blood red, and one eye was filled with a bloodthirsty ferocity, especially the normal half of his face, which seemed to be filled with pain.

Tang Chen roared in a muffled voice, "You beast, even if I die, I will never let you control my body again."

A red light suddenly appeared within Tang Chen's body, from which a strange cry rang out: "Hehe, Tang Chen, could you have returned from Wuhun City if it weren't for me? Don't even think about getting rid of me. You and I are now one, inseparable forever."

Tang Chen's face was filled with pain: "What exactly do you want? Either kill me, or leave my body. I will never be controlled by you again."

This red light did not come from anyone else, but from the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King that had been controlling Tang Chen's body.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king was filled with ferocity: "I don't care about the Haotian Sect. I only want to cure the poison in the City of Slaughter and regain control of it. That is my kingdom, and I am the true king."

Tang Chen gritted his teeth: "That's impossible. No one can cure the poison in Slaughter City. You can never go back to Slaughter City."

The two seemed to be constantly clashing in the depths of their souls, both wanting to possess Tang Chen's body.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Tang Chen's body gradually calmed down, indicating that Tang Chen could still maintain an advantage in the short term.

Even though Tang Chen had won, there was a hint of defeat on his face. He knew very well that without the power of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, his body had been severely damaged after so many years of taking Bloody Mary and being corrupted by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King. He would not be able to recover to his peak condition, and he would not even have a long lifespan.

This time, Tang Chen was only able to suppress the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King by relying on the Spirit Hall's Angelic Light; otherwise, he would never have been able to recover. Unfortunately, he knew Qian Daoliu's personality very well, and even during the battle, he dared not show the slightest fear; otherwise, the entire Clear Sky Sect would have faced annihilation.

Tang Chen stared intently at the enormous longsword before him, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions: longing, yearning, fear, and even a hint of nostalgia.

"Asura Demon Sword, what a Asura Demon Sword, what an Asura! What do you want from me?"

"Poseidon, without escaping the control of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, I dare not go to Seagod Island, and I might not even survive to reach it. Is this my destiny in pursuing the God of Asura?"

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Just then, the stone door to the secret chamber was knocked on. Clearly, those who could visit Tang Chen were core members of the Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen sheathed the Asura Demon Sword, his expression gradually calming down: "Who is it? Come in."

As Tang Chen finished speaking, the stone door to the secret chamber opened, and Tang Xiao and Tang Hao walked in.

After the two sat down, they talked about the recent developments of the Haotian Sect, and even some issues related to the situation on the mainland.

Tang Chen seemed somewhat distracted throughout, and only spoke up after the two had finished speaking: "Xiao'er, Hao'er, these are all minor matters. As Soul Masters, you must improve your strength as soon as possible. With a strength of ninety-seven, you are not enough to intimidate the Spirit Hall."

Tang Xiao's face showed a hint of dejection when he heard this. He had only recently broken through to level 97 after continuous efforts, but without a 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone, it was impossible to break through to level 98.

Tang Hao stared blankly at his right arm. Since losing his right arm and soul bone, coupled with his injuries, his soul power had been virtually nonexistent.

Although his injuries have improved recently thanks to his great-grandfather's help, it seems that his path as a Soul Master has come to an end.

Tang Chen was furious at their expressions: "As Title Douluos, what kind of behavior is this? It's just a small setback, why are you so scared?"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Chen took out a right arm soul bone from his body: "Hao'er, although your right arm is broken, your path of cultivation has not stopped. There are some top healing soul masters in the soul master world who can restore your right arm. You will definitely be able to recover as usual."

"By the way, how is my great-grandson Tang San doing? Have you notified him to come back as soon as possible? He is the greatest hope of our Haotian Sect."

After receiving the soul bone, Tang Hao quickly said, "Grandfather, we have already arranged for the Min clan to go to Seagod Island to inform them, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave Seagod Island."

Tang Chen simply nodded: "That's good! If Xiao San can pass the Nine Trials of the Sea God, then all the problems can be solved. Even if he doesn't succeed, given my past relationship with Poseidon, there shouldn't be any problem with him coming back. So we need to get him back as soon as possible to receive my training."

After the two left the secret chamber, Tang Chen took out the Asura Demon Sword again: "Asura, Sea God, perhaps this Asura Demon Sword is the last hope of my Haotian Sect."

The next morning, Yang Ping'an followed Bibi Dong to the Offering Hall.

The Hall of Offerings doesn't look very tall, but it's located in the very heart of Wuhun City, making it appear incredibly solemn.

After the two arrived outside the main hall, even Bibi Dong seemed a little serious: "Grand Elder, Yang Ping'an has been brought."

"Come in!"

A calm voice emanated from the offering hall. The voice was very flat, seemingly devoid of any emotion, and had a somewhat detached feel to it.

Immediately afterwards, the entire door was opened, revealing a huge statue of an angel.

Yang Ping'an followed Bibi Dong slowly into the main hall.

The entire hall was unusually simple. In the very center of the hall was a statue of an angel, and below the statue was a seat where a middle-aged man with his eyes closed sat.

The middle-aged man looked very handsome, especially with his blond hair, which made him appear extremely noble.

Below the middle-aged man stood six people, including the Golden Crocodile Douluo who had made a fleeting appearance before; they should be the so-called Six Great Elders.

Yang Ping'an bowed slightly: "Greetings, High Priest."

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly able to see through everything in the light: "Yang Ping'an, I've heard of you. You've made quite a few contributions to my Spirit Hall. Why do you want to see me?"

Yang Ping'an bowed again: "Great Elder, I would like to ask about Tang Chen's current situation?"

Qian Dao showed a hint of confusion: "You're only a Soul Douluo now, you have a long road ahead of you, why bother about Tang Chen, a level 99 Limit Douluo?"

A resolute look appeared on Yang Ping'an's face: "Great Elder, may I ask if Tang Chen was seriously injured or if his body suffered a major problem after fighting with you?"

A glint of light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and an immense pressure immediately descended upon Yang Ping'an: "Insolence! The affairs of a Limit Douluo are not something a Soul Douluo like you can investigate. Even if he is truly injured, killing you would be as easy as turning your hand."

Yang Ping'an endured the pressure on his body, his face showing extreme stubbornness: "Does the Grand Elder know what it means to release a tiger back into the mountains?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu sighed, and the pressure on Yang Ping'an instantly vanished.

"I've never had a true friend in my life, and I don't want him to die by my hand. Besides, there's something wrong with the sword he's carrying, and I'm not confident I can escape unscathed. Tang Chen does have a physical problem; he's probably seriously injured, but his strength is far superior to yours. Don't make any futile plans."

Yang Ping'an bowed again and then prepared to leave. He already knew about Tang Chen's situation and the Spirit Empire's attitude; the rest was up to him.

Bibi Dong of the Martial Soul Empire was hiding something, and Qian Daoliu was also wary. Neither of them was willing to go all out, so they decided to stay apart.

Given the strength of the Spirit Hall, it wouldn't have been a problem to leave Tang Chen behind or even completely destroy the Clear Sky Sect. However, each of them had their own agenda, and they kept letting the tiger return to the mountain. It's unlikely that things will turn out well in the future.

However, it seemed as if some force was suppressing Yang Ping'an, making it extremely difficult for him to even turn around.

A rare hint of emotion appeared in Qian Daoliu's words: "Yang Ping'an, I heard that you once defeated Xue'er, and even showed no respect for her in your words. I wonder if this is true."

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "Grand Elder, the young lady and I were just having a normal sparring match. Besides, perhaps the young lady has been living in the palace for too long and lacks a sense of crisis, which is why she lost to me."

Qian Daoliu finally sighed: "So be it. Xiaoxue originally wanted to challenge you again after hearing that you were here, but it seems there is no need for that now. I hope you will not be an enemy of my Spirit Hall in the future."

Yang Ping'an said, "Great Elder, my master is Chrysanthemum Douluo, so I know the principle of respecting one's teacher."

Qian Daoliu nodded in agreement, but a hint of hesitation appeared on his usually calm face before he finally spoke slowly: "Yang Ping'an, I heard you just returned from Seagod Island. How is Seagod Douluo Poseidon doing now?"

Yang Ping'an smiled slightly: "Grand Elder, I've only met Senior Sea God Douluo a few times, but she seems quite nice."

When Yang Ping'an and Bibi Dong left the Hall of Offerings, their tense expressions eased slightly. Facing the seven Grand Elders was indeed a great pressure.

After returning to Chrysanthemum Douluo's house, Yang Ping'an went straight to his room and began to cultivate in seclusion.

Yang Ping'an has never had his own home. Instead, he feels a bit like he's home at Chrysanthemum Douluo's house, especially since it's safe enough that no one will disturb his cultivation.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an was completely absorbed in his mind. The golden dragon seemed to be extremely bored and actually fell asleep in his mind.

Yang Ping'an, however, was more concerned about his own martial soul.

After undergoing the tidal tempering on Poseidon Island, his original martial soul finally reached the gold-level awakening, and it should now be comparable to the top-tier martial soul of the Clear Sky Hammer.

In his mind, his physical martial soul transformed into a golden giant tens of meters tall, seemingly able to overlook everything, and appearing to be full of power.

Strangely, even though its entire body was gold, the giant seemed to exude a black aura, making it appear extremely eerie, somewhat like the power of death and darkness.

In his mind, there was also a golden sphere, which was another divine soul ring bestowed by the Sea God.

Yang Ping'an originally planned to use the divinely bestowed soul ring as the ninth soul ring for the Golden Demon Dragon. He was only three levels away from level ninety, and he could break through the bottleneck in two or three years at most. At that time, he could absorb the soul ring to improve quickly, take revenge, and then return to the Death Forest to undergo the real test.

However, Tang Chen's appearance disrupted all his plans, and revenge in the short term was clearly out of the question unless he could help his main spirit absorb a spirit ring in advance. (End of Chapter)