Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

"I...I'll give it to you..."

The suffocating feeling of being on the brink of life and death was like a cold, venomous snake, tightly coiling around Yuan Yi's neck, crushing the arrogance and majesty that this Eight Doors Master had accumulated over half a lifetime. His face was ashen, his neck stiff as a rusty wooden pillar, only able to twitch slightly with barely perceptible movements. Every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain in his throat, his hoarse, dry voice breaking and overflowing, every word filled with a deep-seated fear, completely devoid of the composure of a Dou Huang powerhouse.

Lin Yao lowered his gaze to Yuan Yi, who had completely submitted at his feet. The pure battle qi gripping Yuan Yi's throat loosened slightly, but he didn't completely withdraw his hand. The pale blue battle qi swirling between his knuckles still held Yuan Yi's lifeline firmly like iron chains, maintaining absolute control. His narrow eyes were indifferent and his tone was as cold as ice, carrying an undeniable and domineering authority: "If you had been this quick to end it, why suffer this physical pain? Lead the way. I think Sect Leader Yuan won't try anything clever. After all, your life is still firmly in my hands."

Yuan Yi's face instantly turned ashen, cold sweat beading on his forehead, slowly sliding down his pale cheeks and staining his clothes. His muscles tensed, yet he dared not even entertain the slightest thought of resistance. He could only slowly and stiffly push himself up from the ground, held captive by Lin Yao. His mind raced, desperately searching for a way to escape and counterattack. But every time he secretly tried to mobilize a wisp of his internal energy, the strange and troublesome soul power emanating from Lin Yao would surge forth like a tidal wave, crashing into his mind.

In an instant, a dizzying, vertigo sensation swept over his entire body, and an irresistible weakness and soreness washed over his limbs, making it extremely difficult to even stand. Yuan Yi was shocked. Only now did he truly understand that this seemingly weak and young man possessed terrifying abilities far beyond his apparent strength. In particular, his bizarre fighting technique, which combined sonic attacks with soul power, was a natural nemesis of Dou Huang level experts. Even though his cultivation was several major realms higher than Yuan Yi's, he was powerless against him and could only be slaughtered at his mercy.

The two walked out of the luxurious VIP room one after the other, silent as two silhouettes.

The Eight Doors disciples guarding both sides of the corridor immediately saw their sect leader being easily taken hostage by a strange young man. They were all instantly horrified, their faces filled with shock and panic. Their previously orderly formation crumbled in an instant. Dozens of disciples simultaneously drew their long swords and short swords from their waists, the crisp sound of metal being drawn echoing continuously. They swarmed around him, their violent battle auras surging restlessly. Their fierce gazes were fixed on Lin Yao's vital points, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense, as if a single spark could ignite the entire scene.

"Sect Master!"

"Release our sect leader!"

Dozens of sharp auras, like blades, were fixed on Lin Yao. The light of swords and the shadows of blades flashed and intertwined in the spacious corridor. The originally quiet space was instantly filled with intense killing intent, ready to erupt at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Yi's face darkened abruptly. Suppressing the surging shock, anger, and utter humiliation within him, he channeled his remaining battle qi and shouted sternly at the disciples who had surrounded him, "Step back! Do not be rude!"

Though his voice was slightly hoarse, it still carried the accumulated authority of the sect leader. The disciples exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with confusion and anxiety. Their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but they knew their sect leader's orders were not to be disobeyed. Reluctantly, they sheathed their weapons and slowly retreated, creating a distance of several feet. Yet, their wary, angry gazes remained fixed on Lin Yao, not daring to relax for a moment.

Lin Yao paid no attention to this. The menacing gazes and surging hostility around him were nothing more than the rage of ants in his eyes. He remained calm and composed, even with a faint smile on his lips. Holding Yuan Yi hostage, he walked steadily and calmly towards the depths of the Eight Gates' forbidden area.

Their journey was unimpeded. The guards within the forbidden area, seeing their sect leader captured, wanted to stop him, but were deterred by Yuan Yi's continuous, stern rebukes, and could only step aside, daring not to speak their anger. Before long, a secret chamber filled with intricate battle qi restrictions and ancient, mysterious runes carved into its stone walls appeared before them. The heavy, ancient stone door was crafted from rare black iron, its surface etched with the mottled marks of time, exuding an indestructible aura—clearly the core location where the Eight Gates stored their top-tier treasures.

"Open the door." Lin Yao's gaze fell on the stone door of the secret chamber. He spoke calmly, his tone devoid of any extra emotion, yet carrying an irresistible pressure that Yuan Yi could not resist.

Yuan Yi let out a long, helpless sigh, filled with humiliation and resentment, his aged face instantly appearing even more haggard. He slowly raised his trembling right hand, his fingertips precisely and skillfully forming a series of complex and profound hand seals. Pale golden battle qi flowed with the seals, unlocking layer upon layer of restrictions on the secret chamber. As the last seal fell, the heavy black iron stone door emitted a muffled rumble like ancient thunder, slowly opening to both sides. An ancient aura, sealed for many years and mixed with rare medicinal herbs and pure battle qi, rushed out and lingered at the tip of his nose.

The secret chamber was spacious and well-organized, with several exquisitely carved antique jade shelves neatly arranged around the perimeter. On the shelves, various treasures were displayed in different categories: high-level combat skill scrolls with a faint spiritual light were neatly stacked, jade bottles of pills with a lustrous color emitted a medicinal fragrance, roots of natural treasures with abundant spiritual energy were plump, and there were also various rare ores that shimmered with light... All of these were top-level treasures accumulated by the Eight Gates over several generations. Any one of them would be enough to cause a considerable battle in the Black Corner Region, and their value was immeasurable.

Lin Yao's gaze casually swept over the dazzling array of treasures around him, without lingering or showing any greed. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, locked onto the blue stone platform at the deepest part of the secret chamber. On the platform, a transparent crystal box, sealed with pure battle qi, sat quietly, containing a tattered ancient map.

The map was made of an ancient, yellowish material, with its edges worn and jagged. It was covered with blurry routes and strange flame markings, faintly emitting a faint aura of intense heat. It was the ultimate goal of his long journey to Black Seal City—the fragment of the Mysterious Demon Flame Map.

"It really is here." Lin Yao was secretly delighted, a barely perceptible glint flashing in his eyes. He flicked his finger, and a gentle yet incredibly precise pale blue battle aura shot out, steadily pulling the crystal box to his front. With a light touch of his fingertip, the pale blue battle aura circulated, easily breaking the simple seal left by Yuan Yi. He carefully took out the mysterious fragment of the map that carried an earth-shattering secret and put it directly into the storage ring on his fingertip.

Then, his gaze swept over the mountains of treasures piled up on the jade shelves around him. A slight smile appeared on his lips. He turned to look at Yuan Yi, whose face was ashen, and said indifferently, "Sect Leader Yuan is quite generous with his collection. I would be impolite to refuse these things."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yao suddenly waved his sleeve, unleashing a powerful suction force that swept through the entire secret chamber like a whale gulping down water. All the treasures within—high-level combat technique scrolls, rare elixirs, ancient natural treasures, and rare ores—were swept up by this suction force, densely packed like a tidal wave into his storage ring. In just a short while, the secret chamber, once piled high with treasures, was completely emptied, leaving only empty, ancient jade shelves, appearing utterly desolate and forlorn.

Yuan Yi watched helplessly as the wealth accumulated over generations by the Eight Doors was completely looted, yet his eyes showed no pity or anger. Instead, only a profound fear of death filled his heart. Wealth can be regained, power can be rebuilt, but if one loses their life, everything is truly lost. In the Black Corner Region, a land where the strong prey on the weak, the winner takes all, and the loser is reduced to ashes. He had long since seen through this cruel rule.

Lin Yao glanced at the unusually calm Yuan Yi, instantly seeing through his thoughts. He released a burst of battle qi from his fingertips, shattering the battle qi seal within Yuan Yi's body, but not releasing the shackles on his soul. He slowly walked up to Yuan Yi, his tone calm yet carrying supreme authority: "Yuan Yi, you know what's good for you. I won't kill you, nor will I cripple your cultivation."

Yuan Yi suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with unbelievable surprise, yet she dared not fully believe it.

"I will completely control you with Heavenly Fire and Soul Restriction, and then bestow upon you a Breakthrough Pill to help you break through to the Dou Zong realm." Lin Yao's voice slowly fell, each word striking Yuan Yi's heart. "From now on, the Eight Doors will be under my command. If you serve me, I will guarantee your cultivation will greatly improve, allowing you to reach a higher level in the Black Corner Region."

Dou Zong!

This was a realm that Yuan Yi had been stuck at the peak of the Dou Huang realm for decades without ever reaching, and hearing it from Lin Yao's mouth now was like a thunderclap in his ears. Yuan Yi, who had been in utter despair, felt a jolt in his heart, and his eyes instantly ignited with a light of survival and desire. He had thought that he was doomed to die today, and that the Eight Doors would be destroyed, but he never expected that there would be such a turning point.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yuan Yi immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully bowed: "Your subordinate Yuan Yi is willing to serve you faithfully, my lord, for all eternity!"

After completely surrendering, Yuan Yi no longer concealed anything and handed over all the secrets in his storage ring. Lin Yao obtained the third fragment of the Demon Flame Map, as well as a scroll of a high-level Earth-rank movement technique that shimmered with silver light—Three Thousand Thunderclaps. From Yuan Yi, Lin Yao also learned many secrets: Han Feng was about to auction the Yin-Yang Dragon Profound Pill in the Black Corner Region, and this Three Thousand Thunderclaps technique did not belong to Yuan Yi, but originated from the Black Emperor Sect, a top power in the Black Corner Region, and had only fallen into the hands of the Eight Doors by chance.

After subduing the Eight Gates and taking control of Yuan Yi, Lin Yao didn't linger. After explaining the relevant matters in the Black Corner Region, he set off directly back to Canaan Academy. After traveling at high speed for several days, the towering gate of Canaan Academy once again appeared before him.

Upon returning to the academy, Lin Yao did not head to the inner courtyard training grounds. Instead, he went straight to the secluded valley deep within the academy's back mountains, where Zi Yan was in seclusion. That valley was rich in spiritual energy and had a hidden location, making it a place Zi Yan had specifically chosen for her advancement.

Stepping into the valley, a powerful life force swept over them. In the center of the valley, a giant cocoon, its entire body crystalline and radiating a pale purple light, floated silently in mid-air. Soft halos flowed around its surface; this was the transformation cocoon that Zi Yan had used for her secluded cultivation and advancement. Around the giant cocoon, the energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, clearly indicating that the advancement had reached its most crucial moment.

Lin Yao slowed his pace and walked gently to the giant cocoon. He raised his palm, and strands of warm, pure starlight flowed from his fingertips, gently wrapping around the purple cocoon like silver ribbons. He communicated with Zi Yan inside the cocoon using his soul power, and his gentle voice resounded in Zi Yan's mind: "Zi Yan, don't panic, I'm here."

Sensing the familiar presence, the giant cocoon trembled slightly, carrying Zi Yan's tender yet reassuring thoughts. Lin Yao's lips curled into a slight smile as he continuously channeled the power of the stars within his body, pouring it into the purple cocoon. The power of the stars contained the pure energy of the universe's origin, offering unparalleled benefits to the advancement of magical beasts and the tempering of their physical bodies. Nourished by the power of the stars, the purple cocoon shone ever brighter, and Zi Yan's path of advancement became increasingly smooth and perfect, her foundation solidified to the extreme.

For the next few days, Lin Yao remained in the valley, protecting Zi Yan while cultivating the newly acquired Three Thousand Thunder Movements. This Earth-rank movement technique was incredibly profound, excelling in speed; upon mastery, it could transform into a lightning phantom, traveling a thousand miles a day. Lin Yao possessed a soul force far exceeding that of ordinary people, and his control over battle qi was unparalleled. In just three days, he had cultivated the Three Thousand Thunder Movements to the third level, Three Thousand Thunders at its peak.

Silver battle aura and lightning power swirled around him. With a single step, his figure instantly transformed into a blurry afterimage, moving at incredible speed. He further combined the Three Thousand Thunder Movements with his original Starry Sky Movement Technique, perfectly fusing the two techniques. His speed and agility surged once again, far surpassing that of ordinary Dou Huang powerhouses.

Just as Lin Yao was about to complete his cultivation, the giant purple cocoon in the center of the valley trembled violently, followed by a crisp cracking sound.

click-

Cracks spread like a spiderweb, and the next moment, the giant cocoon shattered with a deafening roar, unleashing a shower of purple light. A breathtakingly beautiful figure slowly emerged from the rain of light. The woman was tall and slender, with skin as white as jade, and long hair cascading down like a purple waterfall. Her brows and eyes held the nobility and otherworldly beauty of an ancient dragon and phoenix, and her aura was vast and boundless. This was Zi Yan's brief transformation into adulthood.

However, this stunning beauty did not last long. The medicinal power of the Transformation Grass in her body was not yet fully stable and could not support the adult form for long. After a short while, the light receded again, and the beautiful woman's figure quickly shrank, eventually turning back into the delicate and lovely little girl, who rushed into Lin Yao's arms.

"Lin Yao!" Zi Yan hugged Lin Yao's arm, her little face full of excitement, and chattered excitedly, "I successfully advanced! I also awakened the clan's new cultivation technique, and my physical body has become much stronger!"

Feeling the surge in power within Zi Yan and her increasingly pure dragon-phoenix bloodline, Lin Yao smiled and ruffled her hair, his eyes filled with satisfaction. Zi Yan's advancement to perfection this time had greatly enhanced her physical strength and cultivation, and her potential had been fully unleashed.

He himself not only obtained the Demon Flame Remnant Map and subdued the Eight Gates, but also cultivated the Three Thousand Thunder Movements, further enhancing his strength and foundation.

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