Douluo Continent: On Becoming a God Through Science

Chapter 65 The Lament of the Remnants of the Old Era

Following the principle that "the enemy of my enemy is my friend," Tang Hao silently continued to follow You Chen's retreating figure.

"This You Chen seems to have left a tracking device on that Spirit Hall Soul Emperor? When? Did he leave it during the battle? Even I didn't notice it at all. In a sense, he's truly formidable. Hmph, but the more powerful he is, the better; the more trouble he can cause Bibi Dong!"

With this in mind, Tang Hao even worried like a dog chasing a mouse that You Chen was too eager to take revenge on Bibi Dong, which might lead to some mistakes and cause him to suffer a setback at the Spirit Hall's Soul Emperor's hands.

After all, no matter what, You Chen was only a Soul King, while the other party was a Soul Emperor!

However, it is true...

"Isn't this Soul King's strength a bit overpowered? Is this what a new-era Soul Master is like?"

Recalling how easily You Chen had overthrown him, Tang Hao felt inexplicably out of touch with the times.

He was one of the generation who witnessed You Chen's growth firsthand and felt the changes that this person's sudden emergence brought to the world of Soul Masters.

It is no exaggeration to say that before and after You Chen emerged as a theoretical master, the history of the Soul Master world was completely divided into two distinct halves.

Even with Tang Hao's intelligence, he couldn't fully grasp the direction of the times and summarize the above sentence. But even as an ordinary Soul Master who had experienced those years, he could still feel the obvious differences between Soul Masters of the two eras.

The most direct way is to look at the spirit rings.

As an "old-timer" whose martial spirit cultivation was already largely complete when You Chen debuted, he didn't gain any benefits from it.

Coupled with the mindset that "my Haotian Hammer is the best in the world," he has never taken this kind of benefit seriously.

It can be seen that You Chen, as a Soul King, defeated a Soul Emperor of the same type with an almost overwhelming advantage despite having a lower quality Martial Soul (You Chen deliberately suppressed his power)... Tang Hao could not help but acknowledge You Chen's strength.

It's not just about their powerful combat abilities; most importantly, it's about their ability to significantly reduce the gap in rank between Soul Masters...

It's like a gacha game player who's been away for a long time returning after two years, only to be shocked to find their old favorite characters completely outclassed by new-era characters.

In particular, the Soul Master world has always been rigid, closed, and outdated, with almost no "update" for hundreds of years, which makes the shock even more intense.

"An existence capable of changing the times, which even I, Tang Hao, have to acknowledge, is being shut out by the current rulers of the Spirit Hall... No wonder the Spirit Hall is destined to decline!"

Thinking of this, Tang Hao felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Just as Tang Hao was indulging in his self-deceptive optimism, after more than an hour, the distance between You Chen and Hu Liena finally shrank to a point where it was visibly close...

……

It was a cave that was extremely well hidden, perfectly concealed by the mountain stream's structure.

You Chen gazed at the cave entrance from afar and murmured, "It was actually hidden in a place like this?"

If he hadn't been able to make the final discovery based on the spiritual imprint, he might not have been able to find it.

However, by deliberately hiding in this terrain, the white swan greatly reduced the difficulty of cutting off its escape route, much like a turtle willingly falling into a jar.

As You Chenping flew towards the cave, Bai Hu also emerged from the cave entrance with a gloomy face.

This is only natural, with Tang Hao following behind him, You Chen doesn't intend to show the perfect effect of the Concealing Breath Technique.

"You Chen, are you really going to push things to the extreme?" Bai Hu asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing such a ridiculous remark, You Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling both puzzled and amused: "Didn't I already give you a choice?"

Bai Hu sighed, stepped aside to clear the cave entrance, and said with his head bowed, "Since that's the case... I can pretend I didn't see anything. However, I hope you don't go too far, otherwise, His Holiness the Pope will lose face, and I will naturally suffer, but you won't get away with it either!"

"?"

You Chen was momentarily dumbfounded as he looked at Bai Hu, who was spouting such nonsense to himself.

then……

Whoosh!

You Chen's soul ring lit up, his wings flapped, and his speed increased dramatically. As he closed the distance, a spiraling, raging storm swept towards Bai Hu, and energy gathered in his mouth at the same time.

You Chen decided to stop wasting words.

Completely surprised that You Chen would resort to violence without a word, Bai Hu's eyes widened: "You—"

Ugh~——.

The wind howled.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Hu only had time to complete the actions of activating his martial spirit and dodging to the side before his right arm and shoulder were completely blasted away by the "Roar of the Wind Dragon".

"Gah—ah!"

The white swan let out a muffled scream.

Such intense pain should have made him roll his eyes and faint, but even if his mind was old and dull, Bai Hu knew what fate awaited him if he fainted at this moment!

"He's going to kill me?! He really's going to kill me! This madman!"

His strong will to survive allowed him to retain a sliver of his consciousness.

"Spare me!"

He chose to beg for mercy. And the moment he begged for mercy, he activated his fifth spirit ring.

Begging for mercy was merely a tactic to slow You Chen down as much as possible; he had already decided to abandon the task Bibi Dong had given him and run away, leaving Hu Liena behind.

Although he still couldn't understand why You Chen wanted to kill him, his survival instinct made him make the quickest decision.

"He can't catch me. If I can escape this time, I definitely can, I absolutely can escape!"

But some things and some gaps cannot be changed or bridged by some mysterious things like willpower or sudden bursts of talent.

It simply cannot do what it cannot do.

Unbeknownst to the white swan, along with its right arm, one of its wings had also been broken and shattered by You Chen in the previous impact.

The moment he accelerated, his unbalanced body instantly collapsed to the ground.

pat.

You Chen stepped on Bai Hu's left hand.

The white swan raised its head, its expression pleading: "No..."

Stardust shimmered...

Without expression or hesitation, You Chen tightened the muscles of one of his dragon wings, severing the white swan's head like a blade.

Its head thrashed about, and the white swan's eyes bulged out like those of a dead fish, reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In a daze, he seemed to see a beautiful white bird soaring high in the distance, only to plunge into the setting sun, melting into nothingness and disappearing without a trace.

Even in death, the white swan kept thinking: "Why?"

Why did I die in a place like this? Why did I die in this inexplicable mission?

Most importantly... what grudge or grievance could cause You Chen to want to kill him?

"Isn't he afraid of what His Holiness the Pope might do?"

He thought he would care a lot about the answer to this question, because if he didn't understand it, he wouldn't be able to die in peace.

But at the end of the revolving lantern, he was finally forced to look through his mediocre life, and a deeper emotion called resentment welled up in him than questions.

Although he had some talent, he was not a truly outstanding genius. Limited by his commoner background and his own personality of not daring to fight for what he wanted, he lagged behind in all kinds of resources and ultimately stopped at the Soul Emperor level.

He longed to break free from constraints and go further, and even in his old age, this desire never faded, only changed its form.

He desperately wanted to become a Soul Saint. Perhaps by becoming a Soul Saint, he could become a truly important figure and no longer need to be subservient to others...

Therefore, he would be willing to be the Pope's dog and protect a willful eleven or twelve-year-old girl.

"Speaking of which, compared to me, Hu Liena, who was accepted as a disciple by His Holiness the Pope, should be considered a true genius, right?"

This became the swan's last thought.

(End of this chapter)