Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 101 (Final Chapter): The Heavens of Douluo Continent Have Changed

However, for ordinary people, this news is just a topic of lively conversation. They watch the show with a spectator's mindset and enjoy discussing the details of the battle.

However, these messages have a completely different meaning when they reach the ears of some people.

For example, when Tang Hao, who was hiding somewhere, heard the news that a powerful figure with nine 100,000-year soul rings had beaten up Chen Xin, others might think that these descriptions were exaggerated.

However, Tang Ritian, who had personally experienced the near-death experience of being lured by Ren's hand several times years ago, knew that all of this was as real as it could be!

On that stormy night, Tang Hao hid in a dilapidated house. Outside, lightning flashed and rain relentlessly pounded the roof.

He clutched a newspaper he had stolen from the city tightly in his hand. The words on the newspaper were blurred by the rain, but the descriptions of the blade were as clear as if they were engraved in his heart.

Tang Hao's eyes were filled with despair and collapse. His body trembled involuntarily, perhaps because of the cold, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because he had a deep understanding of the blade's strength.

He knew that if the legends about the blade were true, then his former opponent had become unimaginably powerful.

Tang Hao, once a powerful figure, appeared utterly powerless before the blade.

In this dilapidated hut, Tang Hao's heart was filled with complex emotions: fear of the blade, helplessness about his fate, and confusion about the future.

He knew that he, Tang Hao, could never escape that ever-present shadow.

His injuries have not yet fully healed; the marks left by those past battles are deeply etched into his body and soul like engravings.

Whenever he tried to exert force, the wounds would feel as if they were being torn open again, causing excruciating pain.

Moreover, he had planned to take his poor, deceased wife with him after escaping the hustle and bustle of the world, intending to hide away forever in the depths of the forest and live a life of peace and tranquility.

However, an even more devastating event occurred, instantly shattering his plans.

As he carefully removed the plant left behind by the Blue Silver Emperor, a plant that once represented the deep emotional connection between him and his deceased wife, he hoped to carry that memory with him.

However, in his hands, after only 2.5 seconds, the plant began to wilt incredulously!

Not only did it wither, but the plant also turned to ashes right before his eyes, drifting away in the wind and disappearing without a trace.

Tang Hao was completely stunned. His eyes were vacant, and he couldn't accept the reality before him.

But he quickly forced himself to accept this reality, silently comforting himself:

"It's just a spirit beast; once it dies, it's gone."

Although he tried to calm his shock and grief with such thoughts, the pain of loss and the guilt towards his deceased wife were like a sharp knife, mercilessly tearing his heart apart.

He knew that the shared memories with his deceased wife, like the vanished Blue Silver Emperor tree, could never be regained.

At this moment, Tang Hao held the crumpled newspaper in his hand, his eyes looking somewhat tired, indicating that he had not slept well last night.

Because he heard a terrifying and mysterious voice in his dream, a voice that kept echoing in his ears, causing him to repeat a simple action:

Close your eyes.

When Tang Hao woke up, he was filled with confusion. He didn't understand what the dream meant, but a wave of despair washed over him.

Driven by despair, his mind became unusually active. He began to fantasize that perhaps this was some kind of omen, that someone was guiding him from the shadows, wanting to help him regain his lost power and return him to his peak.

Once this idea took root, it spread like wildfire.

He could no longer contain his excitement and quickly closed his eyes. His heart was pounding as he anticipated some kind of miracle.

For a long while, everything around seemed to freeze, until that terrifying yet hopeful voice rang out again!

And this time, the content of the voice was completely different from that in the dream!

"What did you see?"

Tang Hao was so excited he almost jumped up, and he answered without hesitation:

"Darkness! Utter darkness! Your Majesty! Am I right?!"

His voice was full of expectation, as if he could already see the hope of his rebirth.

"hehe."

The voice chuckled softly, carrying a chilling undertone.

"certainly."

The voice continued, seemingly with a hint of mockery.

"After all, this is your future."

Shrek Academy

This mysterious academy, located near Soto City, became the focus of attention on the continent overnight.

The moment Dean Flanders received the news, he immediately made it an official announcement!

After Ren made a name for himself in the battle at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was not too surprised, because he knew Ren's strength and potential.

The official announcement swept across the entire continent like a storm: the true dean of this academy is none other than the one who defeated Chen Xin in one fell swoop!

That day, Soto was bustling with people, more lively than any festival.

People flocked from all directions, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious and powerful figure and the academy he founded. The city's inns, taverns, streets, and even rooftops and treetops were packed with curious onlookers.

Through reports by newspapers and other media outlets, people's understanding of Shrek Academy gradually deepened.

The college's mission, educational philosophy, and unique teaching methods have resonated with countless ordinary people.

They praised the academy as a sacred place that existed for all children across the continent who dreamed of becoming Soul Masters.

Dean Ren's reputation spread like wildfire within days, becoming a household name in almost every ordinary family.

Everyone who had ever been oppressed by the nobility spontaneously came to support this mysterious and powerful figure.

They longed to send their children to this academy, hoping that under Blade's guidance they could become future strongmen and break free from the shackles of fate.

Parents brought their children one after another, braving the hardships to come to the gates of Shrek Academy, hoping for the opportunity to enroll their children.

They believed that under Blade's leadership, Shrek Academy would cultivate generation after generation of outstanding Soul Masters, bringing new hope and change to the continent.

The gates of Shrek Academy, like its inclusive educational philosophy, are open to all children who yearn for knowledge and power.

The news that a Title Douluo with nine 100,000-year soul rings would serve as dean caused an unprecedented sensation on the continent!

The legendary 100,000-year soul rings are treasures that countless soul masters dream of, and Dean Ren actually possesses a total of nine of them!

Such a configuration is simply unbelievable, as if a story from mythology has come to life!

Such an accomplished person also opened an academy for every ordinary child who is willing to learn. Such a good deed is seen by people as a blessing from heaven, nourishing this land that yearns for knowledge!

In the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, in just over half a month, Dean Ren's name and deeds spread like a spring breeze across the plains, quickly reaching every corner.

Unbeknownst to him, he won the hearts of countless ordinary people.

These ordinary people may not have a voice, may not be able to speak in court, and may not be able to publicize their opinions under oppression, but their support is genuine, and their feelings are profound!

After all, justice resides in the hearts of the people. What is presented may be false, but the truest and purest emotions are those that come from the heart.

In everyone's eyes, Dean Ren's every move, his philosophy and actions, all reflected his enthusiasm for Soul Master education and his care for ordinary people.

This sincerity and perseverance are what most people admire, and they are quietly won over by Dean Ren.

The vast majority of people's hearts were completely and unintentionally won over by the blade!

At this moment, in a corner of the academy,

Tang San gripped the newspaper tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the paper made a slight cracking sound as he trembled.

His eyes were vacant, as if his soul had been ripped out; his entire being shattered like glass struck by a giant hammer, instantly breaking into countless fragments.

His ambition, his arrogance, and all the things that had once sustained him were, at this moment, like a castle on the beach, completely annihilated by the relentless tide of reality.

He stood there, frozen in place, completely dumbfounded and unable to move.

Yes, when Blade beat him up, he never showed him his spirit rings. That disdain that emanated from his very bones is now so obvious.

And those spirit rings were the 100,000-year spirit rings that Tang San had been yearning for, dreaming of, and fighting for for many years, but could never obtain.

This realization struck Tang San like a bolt from the blue, shattering all his illusions.

The enormous drop made Tang San feel suffocated, as if an invisible force was pressing down on his chest, almost causing him to collapse.

He lowered his head, looking at the white and yellow spirit rings on his body. They seemed so ridiculous and insignificant at this moment, as if mocking his incompetence and insignificance.

He followed Gangzi's advice and came to this academy hoping to make a difference, but he had no idea that the founder of this academy was actually the same Ren who had once manipulated him! This feeling of being deceived filled him with an unprecedented fear.

That sense of powerlessness, that fear of being treated like a pet clown, constantly being manipulated, made his face as pale as paper, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

His body swayed slightly, as if he might collapse at any moment, and in his eyes, besides shock, there was also a hint of indescribable despair.

But soon, Tang San's blank, almost insane gaze suddenly froze on something not far away.

He suddenly saw Xiao Wu skipping and hopping towards him, her steps light and quick, as if her toes were jumping in the air with a joyful rhythm.

Xiao Wu's face was filled with an extremely excited smile, a smile so bright that it was like the sun breaking through the dark clouds and illuminating everything.

She had been waiting for this moment for so long! She had been eagerly anticipating seeing Tang San's expression at this moment!!

"You damn brat, I'm the 100,000-year-old soul beast you can't have!"

"You don't actually think you've hidden your disgusting, filthy thoughts well, do you?"

"No way, really? Pfft!"

"But I love seeing that expression on your face, hahaha! Do you know how long I've been waiting?"

"No rush, no rush, you good-for-nothing! Your good days are just beginning! Your great master is coming to keep you company soon, hahaha!"

Xiao Wu's laughter was sharp and piercing, each sound like salt being rubbed into Tang San's wounds.

After she finished speaking, she clutched her stomach, laughing so exaggeratedly that tears streamed down her face. Her laughter echoed through the empty academy, sounding particularly jarring!

Tang San's body swayed involuntarily under the series of blows, his face turned from pale to ashen, and his lips trembled even more violently.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and a deep sense of betrayal. Every word Xiaowu said was like a sharp knife, cutting away his last shred of dignity and hope!

the other side,

Spirit Hall

While people on the mainland were still talking about the greatness of the blade, they were unaware that another event, destined to be recorded in the annals of Douluo Continent, was taking place.

this day,

The blade carried Qian Renxue, Lan Yinhuang, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dugu Bo.

We arrived at the Spirit Hall.

Inside the Spirit Hall, all the titled Douluo that could be summoned, including Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, Juhua Guan, and Gui Mei, were gathered together.

They were all on high alert!

Lan Yinhuang and the others were only responsible for controlling the crab soldiers and generals of the Spirit Hall.

Ren, alone with his sword, faced all the Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall!

According to records, all that is known is that day.

Above the Spirit Hall, a storm cloud had been falling for an unknown period of time.

Later, the storyteller described the scene, saying that on that day, a power beyond this world caused dark clouds to gather over the entire area where the Spirit Hall was located! A violent storm raged!

Blood-red lightning flashed between the clouds!

The intense explosions around the Spirit Hall lasted for a long time, making it impossible to distinguish whether they were thunder or explosions from the battle!

The details of the actual battles were only witnessed by those titled Douluo who personally experienced them and unfortunately became defeated by the blade.

However, even they might not be able to fully depict every moment of that battle.

What the others heard was merely the storytellers' reconstruction of the Spirit Hall scene based on their battle with Chen Xin and their own imaginations.

These descriptions were constantly exaggerated and embellished in word of mouth, eventually becoming legendary stories full of exaggeration and mythology.

In short, the mere fact that people knew the battle was far more brutal than they could have imagined was enough to terrify anyone who heard of it.

Every detail of the battle, every clash of forces, became a topic of conversation that people enjoyed discussing over tea.

Although the battle was indeed extremely fierce, surprisingly, there were no reports of any Title Douluo dying in the battle.

All the participants, despite being severely wounded, miraculously survived.

This undoubtedly adds to the mystique surrounding the blade, and his mercy in striking becomes an indispensable part of his legendary story.

However, none of these are the most important.

Most importantly, when the truth of that battle was revealed again, Blade's reputation as "the best in the world" had become deeply ingrained in people's minds, and no one dared to doubt him anymore.

His name, like a brilliant star, shines in the long river of history of Douluo Continent, becoming a legendary symbol that no one can match.

A few months later,

The political landscape of the Heavenly Dou Empire underwent a dramatic transformation. Emperor Xueye issued an edict of self-reproach, a lengthy document listing a series of crimes committed by nobles and royalty, each one shocking.

At the same time, he announced a change in the succession to the throne, placing a woman named Qian Renxue on the throne.

At first, people were puzzled by the appearance of this new emperor, but when they learned that Qian Renxue's master was the legendary Blade, everything seemed to make sense.

Blade's influence, like a gentle spring breeze, subtly altered the fate of the empire.

After Qian Renxue ascended the throne, a series of policies he implemented greatly improved the lives of the people. These policies were like timely rain after a long drought, giving the people an unprecedented sense of hope and happiness.

As a result, Ren won more popular support, and his process of taking control of the Heaven Dou Empire was exceptionally smooth, with almost no dissenting voices.

When the policies that benefited the people were implemented, the whole country was immersed in joyful celebration.

However, for the nobles whose interests were harmed, all of this was like a thorn in their side.

They were filled with discontent and rebellion, but faced with the prevailing trend, they were powerless even to protect themselves.

Qian Renxue established a special inspection agency to investigate the dark history of all nobles, and the laws were also revised with the help of the Blue Silver Emperor. All of this was carried out in an orderly manner.

Qian Renxue's mission goes far beyond this. She still remembers the shocking battle Ren fought at the Spirit Hall. He didn't kill any of the Title Douluos, but instead handed them over to her to deal with.

Qian Renxue was filled with gratitude. She began to rebuild the new Spirit Hall, which had a completely new layout and was carefully planned for its use.

After consuming the seed, those titled Douluo became loyal and devoted subordinates. Their power found a new purpose in the new Spirit Hall, contributing to the development of the empire.

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(End of this chapter)