Douluo: The Dragon King - I Planted the Divine Tree in Douluo.

Chapter 100 Coincidence

The young man, named Shadow Demon, was an evil soul master sent by Leng Yulai to Donghai City to assassinate Tang Wulin.

The Shadow Demon originally planned to follow Leng Yulai's instructions and take action while Tang Wulin was traveling between Donghai Academy and the Blacksmith Association.

As soon as he arrived in Donghai City, he heard about Tang Wulin's hospitalization. With the idea of ​​taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Shadow Demon immediately decided to launch a midnight raid on Tang Wulin.

Then the thing that just happened happened.

Fortunately, he had been careful and had his martial spirit infiltrate the hospital to carry out the attack.

Otherwise, that attack from the other party would have definitely severely injured him.

Even so, Shadow Fiend is in a bad situation right now.

The backlash from having his martial spirit forcibly shattered caused Shadow Demon to feel a tightness in his chest, his blood to surge, and even his breathing to begin to ache.

At this moment, Shadow Fiend urgently needs to find a place to recuperate.

However, just as Shadow Demon turned to flee, an old voice with a faint smile echoed in the empty alleyway.

"Since you're here, why rush to leave?"

"—!?"

The sudden sound sent chills down Shadow Fiend's spine and filled him with immense panic.

Suddenly looking up, I saw an old man in a Tang suit standing with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the alley, his eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled at me.

The Shadow Demon's mind went blank, and only one thought echoed wildly in his mind—escape!

Without any hesitation, Shadow Demon immediately activated his first soul skill—Merge into Darkness.

The tall figure instantly became ethereal, blending into the night like ink, quickly merging with the surrounding shadows and disappearing into the distance.

"Oh? A shadow-type martial soul?"

"No wonder Xiao Changkong failed just now."

The old man's voice remained calm, with a hint of amusement, as if he were commenting on a work of art.

The old man was none other than Liang Xiaoyu, the head of the Min Hall of the Tang Clan.

After analyzing Tang Wulin's attack with Wu Changkong this morning, Liang Xiaoyu and Wu Changkong secretly transferred Tang Wulin to the Tang Clan's branch in Donghai City and spread the news that Tang Wulin was seriously injured and hospitalized.

To increase the credibility of the news, Liang Xiaoyu even had the specific details of Tang Wulin's attack erased, creating the illusion that the news was being blocked.

Watching the Shadow Demon flee with all its might, Liang Xiaoyu did not immediately give chase. Instead, he stood there with a smile, appreciating the Shadow Demon's methods like a bystander.

As the head of the Tang Clan's intelligence network, gathering intelligence on the enemy's martial souls and soul skills was almost an instinct ingrained in Liang Xiaoyu's bones.

Often, when facing an enemy, Liang Xiaoyu doesn't immediately eliminate them.

Instead, they will gradually corner their opponent, like a cat chasing a mouse, until they have squeezed out all the intelligence value from them.

"...They must have escaped!"

The Shadow Demon didn't know how long it had been running wildly in the darkness until its soul power was almost exhausted, at which point it staggered out of a dark corner.

Leaning against the cold wall, Shadow Demon gasped for breath, cold sweat dripping down his forehead like raindrops.

Looking around, all was quiet, with only the dim yellow light flickering on the stone path.

Only after confirming that there was no sign of pursuit did Shadow Demon breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, a strong sense of doubt and fear surged within him.

He was just here to assassinate a level 16 Soul Master, so why did he encounter such a terrifying being?

Recalling the look in the eyes of the old man in the Tang suit at the alley entrance, Shadow Demon couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

That was by no means a spur-of-the-moment obstruction, but rather like a hunter who had already seen through everything and was quietly waiting for his prey to walk into his trap.

"Could it be... that they knew I was coming all along?"

Shadow Demon felt a chill run down his spine.

If this mission hadn't been personally ordered by Lord Dark Phoenix, Shadow Demon would have almost suspected that someone was setting a trap to eliminate him.

Fortunately, his martial soul, Shadow Demon, was quite special. It could not only be controlled remotely but also allowed him to completely merge with the darkness, which was how he barely escaped from the inescapable trap set by the old man.

Otherwise, if it were any other evil spirit master, they would probably have been killed on the spot.

"hateful……!"

Shadow Demon pressed his chest, the sharp pain in his heart making his face grow increasingly gloomy.

The backlash from the damage to his martial soul was frantically eroding his body, causing his soul power to become chaotic as if it were being scorched by raging fire.

The Shadow Demon licked his chapped lips, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

"No, we must... first find a few ordinary people to devour to suppress the injuries."

With this in mind, Shadow Demon had already made up his mind—to stay away from East Sea City, avoid the limelight, and wait until his injuries had healed before making any further plans.

"I'm afraid you won't have that chance!"

Liang Xiaoyu's voice rang out again, but this time it was no longer cheerful; instead, it was filled with icy killing intent.

"No, this is impossible!!!"

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu, who was standing with his hands behind his back on the street lamp, Shadow Demon's face was filled with disbelief.

Once his first soul skill, "Integration with Darkness," is unleashed, even ordinary Title Douluos would find it impossible to detect his aura or movements. Yet, this unassuming old man has managed to catch up with him with ease.

An absurd yet incredibly possible idea surfaced in Shadow Demon's mind: the old man before him was a Super Douluo.

In an instant, Shadow Fiend felt utterly hopeless.

Even if his martial soul is special, it's still a pipe dream for a Soul Master to escape from under the nose of a Super Douluo.

"well……"

Seeing the Shadow Demon filled with despair, Liang Xiaoyu sighed, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He originally wanted to use this as a starting point to see if someone else was manipulating things behind the scenes, but now it seems he was overthinking it.

In the next instant, Liang Xiaoyu's figure flashed and he instantly appeared in front of the Shadow Demon, his large hand landing steadily on the Shadow Demon's shoulder.

The movement was so fast that Shadow Fiend didn't even have a chance to react.

When the Shadow Demon realized what was happening, he was horrified to find that all the meridians in his body had been sealed, and he couldn't mobilize a single bit of soul power.

Without uttering a single word, Liang Xiaoyu raised his hand in a chop, intending to knock the Shadow Demon unconscious and take him back to the Tang Sect for interrogation.

"jingle"

A clear yet eerily magical bell rang out abruptly.

The sudden sound of the bell seemed to possess some kind of magic, not only breaking the seal on the Shadow Demon, but also briefly distracting Liang Xiaoyu, the Super Douluo, causing him to pause his attack for a moment.

opportunity!

Seeing this, the Shadow Demon immediately used the same trick again, his figure instantly disappearing into the darkness.

By the time Liang Xiaoyu came to his senses, the Shadow Demon had vanished without a trace.

Liang Xiaoyu did not rush to pursue, but instead turned around abruptly and looked at the newcomer with a serious expression.

Under the dim streetlights, a petite figure sat quietly suspended in mid-air.

The girl wore a gorgeous purple Lolita dress, the layers of which swayed gently in the night breeze; her twin ponytails fluttered in the wind, like silk swaying in the darkness.

He held an old purple umbrella in his arms, its surface gleaming with a mysterious luster.

Those long, slender legs, encased in over-the-knee stockings, swayed gently back and forth in the air. Each movement of the delicate, small leather shoes was accompanied by a crisp sound, as if striking a chord in one's heart.

The young girl lowered her eyes and quietly watched Liang Xiaoyu, a half-smile curving her lips, carrying a hint of mockery and danger.

(End of this chapter)