Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 241 Two Years Later, Destruction Flows on Devil's Island, Seven Demons Awaken

"Don't be so surprised. Our Body Sect only has a few elites. Official positions are not worth anything."

Seeing that Yuanen still didn't understand the sect's situation even after joining for many years, Feng Zaixing sighed and said, "Your grandmaster, my teacher, who is also the current Douluo of the Body, is serving in the army in the Abyss Plane. I, the second generation, am the acting sect leader. Your senior uncle is the Grand Elder, your junior uncle is the chief and only enshrined in the Hall of Offerings, your father is the outer sect leader, and Wang Wen is the chief instructor of mecha. We are the only few experts you can count on."

"This is called a miniature sect, filled with elites."

Yuan Enhui's lips twitched, his purple eyes filled with confusion: "So, is our Body Sect a powerful sect or a weak sect?"

In terms of historical origins, the Body Sect is almost on par with Shrek Academy. In terms of strength, the Body Sect has two Limit Douluo, one as the inner sect leader and one as the outer sect leader. The Grand Elder, Aruheng, is a Super Douluo, and the Acting Sect Leader is a Soul Douluo. With such geniuses gathered together, the Body Sect sounds like a top-tier sect.

But that's about it. There are very few people doing odd jobs. It's true that sects don't support idlers.

Feng Zaixing thought for a moment, then solemnly said, "Our Body Sect is a developing sect, just a small sect that is still growing. We must not be arrogant or complacent, understand?"

He added, "For at least the next hundred years, sects will be developing. The Body Sect has been in decline for too long and needs long-term development to achieve a revival."

"From the time of Feng Zaixing onwards, every generation of the Body Sect leader must remember to take into account the development interests of the Body Sect and the interests of the vast majority of civilians in the entire Federation, and to prioritize character when choosing a successor."

"Don't worry if your talent isn't top-notch. The Body Sect has plenty of secret manuals and resources. Training a strong person is not a problem."

The worst thing is someone with a poor mind but high moral character; that would cause endless trouble.

"Uh-huh."

Yuan Enhui nodded vigorously, using the Soul Guide Recording Notes to record Feng Zaixing's words, demonstrating the Body Sect's progressive philosophy.

"Slap slap slap—"

Wu Siduo, Long Chen, and many other outer disciples clapped their hands enthusiastically, their eyes clearly conveying the words: "Loyalty and Integrity!"

Seeing this, Feng Zaixing's clone smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand and left, then seized the opportunity to escape into the ocean, as light as a swallow.

He lay hidden beneath the sea surface, quietly releasing a powerful spiritual force that seemed to reach the heavens and the earth. He furrowed his brows and lowered his eyes, scanning the sea surface for dozens of miles.

Without the presence of Cao Dezhi and Yun Ming, it seems no one has dared to attack the fleet in defiance of the world.

After hiding behind the Sun and Moon ocean liner for three days to investigate, Feng Zaixing withdrew his mental energy, turned around, and fled in another direction.

Several hours later, night fell, and the ocean revealed its most terrifying and magnificent side. Following his senses, Feng Zaixing's clone rushed straight to the place within a thousand miles where the wind and waves were most terrifying.

Before he could arrive, he saw that the sea in the distance was like a whole piece of dull, heavy, dark gray steel plate, with countless dust particles inside. Feng Zaixing's clone was just an insignificant speck of dust in it.

This is the outer edge of a marine typhoon. The wind before us is no longer flowing air, but rather billions of giant blades carrying seawater, spinning and colliding wildly at a violent speed that tears space apart.

"open!"

Every splashing drop of water contained enough kinetic energy to pierce through fine steel. Feng Zaixing's clone let out a low shout, and his soul power condensed into a black and white interwoven protective soul power shield on his body.

"Bang! Bang! ————"

The water blade exploded into blinding blue-white electric flames on the protective soul power shield, emitting a high-frequency sharp sound that could pierce the eardrums of ordinary titled Douluo, and even Super Douluo would have to avoid it.

In this place, the air is no longer a medium, but is whipped into a scorching, viscous, shimmering, ionized death light stream. Even with Feng Zaixing's eyes, which are now distorted and blinding, the field of vision becomes a chaotic mess.

However, right at the heart of this chaos, a blurry yet immovable figure floated, half-naked, with the water blades and wind whips of the ocean typhoon lashing against it, producing a deafening clang like metal striking metal.

Upon seeing this, the clone couldn't help but gasp; the main body had cultivated far too ruthlessly.

The power of nature is boundless, and even Limit Douluo dare not cultivate here, because once their soul power is exhausted, their physical body will collapse. However, Feng Zaixing did not use his soul power to protect himself. Countless deep, bone-revealing bloodstains bloomed on his body, bright red and dazzling.

Before the blood could even spill out, he activated his innate secret cultivation technique, drawing upon the violent and pure elemental power of heaven and earth from the surrounding natural forces, and incorporating it into his body to heal his injuries. His entire body burst forth with a blazing light like molten gold.

This is the limit of the Golden Body realm. Feng Zaixing's true form left Dragon Valley two months ago and went to a suitable training ground on the ocean. The ocean typhoon was his target.

Just then, Feng Zaixing's true form sensed the arrival of his clone. He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his finger slightly, and the clone transformed into a cloud of smoke intertwined with holy and evil, disappearing back into his body.

"The Holy Evil Formless Body is a pretty good soul skill. Harosa, I really have to thank you for coming to your death."

After muttering something to himself, Feng Zaixing took out Halosa's last remains and let them be crushed into powder by thousands of water blades and wind blades, returning to the world.

The Tree of Life emerged, absorbing the essence of Harosa and showering down a misty rain of life light.

"Phew~"

Feng Zaixing let out a long breath, his eyes glistening. At this moment, the former chosen one of the planes, Harosa, had completely disappeared from the world. His life's cultivation had either become his cultivation resources or returned to the world.

Instantly, Feng Zaixing sensed that the oppressive force of heaven and earth on him had lessened, and his face lit up with joy:

The life core absorbed some of Harosa's essence, which enhanced its origin, although it was far less than what it gained from absorbing the Abyss Plane.

After a quick calculation, Feng Zaixing's expression deepened as he pondered, "Having refined the essence of a large number of experts and then Harosa, I have sensed that the pressure on the plane has eased further; however, it still cannot release the pressure on god-level experts."

"A rough estimate suggests that at least five more quasi-gods will be taken down, which is no small number."

As his thoughts drifted to the Demon Plane and the Abyss Plane, Feng Zaixing felt that there were many resources waiting for him to refine. So he relaxed and began to enjoy the final step of cultivating this innate secret technique.

"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime; bleed more in training, and you can avoid death in wartime" is the philosophy he believes in. Rather than encountering a strong enemy and being in danger on the battlefield, he prefers to train himself to the point of near death and be more ruthless than the enemy.

In this way, no matter if the next enemy is the Ghost Emperor, the Demon Emperor, or the Emperor-level lords under the Abyss Saint King, they will not be able to kill him.

The waves are crashing and the storms are raging; the wind is howling, and being in the harshest environment in nature tempers one's spirit and energy. From time to time, one goes fishing at sea to cultivate patience.

He would also occasionally release his spirits to capture and play with sea spirit beasts, thus relaxing his mind; or he would pilot mechs to travel between the sky and the sea, forging metals, creating combat skills as fate would have it, and organizing his life's work.

In the blink of an eye, two years have slipped through my fingers.

In the past two years, Feng Zaixing's name has not been mentioned as often, and many people in the Sun and Moon Federation have secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the departure of the Holy Spirit Cult, Shi Tang, and the reclusive families, this madman has finally stopped.

Unbeknownst to them, the oldest group of students from the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Academy graduated from the academy and entered the Federation's eight major legions through the talent introduction channel.

On the Spirit Tower that dominates Shrek City, Spirit Douluo Qian Gu Dongfeng announced that he would step down due to health reasons and planning reasons, handing over the position of tower master to the more powerful Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu.

Thus, the Qian Gu Clan, the strongest family in the Spirit Pagoda for thousands of years, voluntarily stepped down for the first time, greatly boosting the Phoenix Clan's momentum. Leng Yaozhu, adhering to the principle of "appointing the virtuous without avoiding relatives," nominated her own disciple, Gu Yue, to serve as the prospective Spirit Pagoda Envoy.

Mingde Hall and the Soul Guidance R&D Department of the Spirit Transmission Tower carried out a series of R&D cooperation activities and announced the launch of a research project on the one-way circulation core, with Kong Yao personally taking charge of the project.

Within the One Heart Society, more and more individuals are emerging. Aruheng attempts to challenge the position of Emperor Sword Douluo Long Tianwu, while Na'er and Yuanen Yehui also successively ascend to the War God Temple atop the snow-capped mountain.

The northeastern part of Douluo Continent, the base of the Northern Navy Corps.

A trench coat floated in, stepping into the silence of the night, quietly heading towards that secluded island.

With a slight thought, a surge of emerald-gold life energy swept in, accompanied by a purplish-black wave of destruction. The surrounding sea surface bubbled and gurgled like boiling water.

However, those bubbles contained the most terrifying destructive energy on the continent, causing the visitor to let out a sigh.

"As expected of something left behind by the God of Destruction, I've never seen anything like it in my life."

He opened his arms, revealing a handsome yet masculine face, drawing in an aura of destruction that surged around him.

In an instant, the black, white, and red soul power, which embodied holiness, evil, and slaughter, surged across his body, transforming into a vortex that appeared slow but was actually rapid, devouring the destructive energy that was extinguishing life.

The drastic changes quickly caused an imbalance in the energy of Devil Island, and soon life force was drawn in, surging towards the vortex of soul power opened by the newcomer.

Feng Zaixing accepted everything without hesitation, showing no sign of reluctance.

"Who is stirring up the destructive airflow?"

Inside Devil's Island, seven figures were awakened by the unexpected change and looked up at the mysterious figure in the sky.

However, it was impossible to see through it; the person was clearly in sight, yet their presence could not be sensed with mental power.

"Let's go take a look. This is the territory of the Seven Old Demons, the military training ground of Shrek Academy. We will not allow outsiders to easily set foot here."