Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul City.

In the cultivation room, Lin Yao sat cross-legged, surrounded by a light that was a mixture of blood and gold.

The light flowed across his body as if it were a tangible substance, sometimes transforming into blood-red flames that burned fiercely, and sometimes into golden lightning that crackled and popped.

His breathing was long and steady, each breath accompanied by the circulation of internal energy, as if in sync with the pulse of the entire world.

He has been in seclusion for over a year.

For over a year, he had hardly stepped out of his training room. His mind was completely immersed in comprehending the power, constantly exploring the mysteries of the Asura Godhood and tapping into the potential of the power of the stars. His aura became increasingly profound and restrained, like a bottomless lake, calm on the surface but turbulent beneath.

Within his body, the Star Palace was undergoing earth-shattering changes.

Those powers from different worlds—the dragon factor of WarGreymon, the ancient power of Ultra Dreadmon, the five elements power of the Qilin, the light power of Light Tiga, the demonic power of the fox demon, and the sword spirit power of the Zanpakuto—these originally independent forces began to truly merge under the unification of the Asura God. They were no longer simply superimposed, but truly fused into one, transforming into a new and purer power.

That was the power of the stars, the power that belonged to Lin Yao himself.

He could feel his strength increasing at an alarming rate. Every day, every hour, even every moment, he was getting stronger. It felt like a seed taking root and sprouting in the soil, growing continuously until one day it would grow into a towering tree.

But he also knew that this was not enough.

That God-King of Light, Gong Changwei, was able to suppress the entire God Realm single-handedly, forcing the five Great God-Kings to join forces to barely contend with him. His terrifying strength is unimaginable. With his current power, he is not yet capable of fighting him. He needs to become stronger, strong enough to cleave through all obstacles with a single sword strike.

Outside the cultivation room, Qian Renxue stood quietly.

She has already left quarantine.

Her transformation was even more pronounced than Lin Yao's. The golden wings on her back had grown from six to eight—an eight-winged angel, a sign of the evolution of an angelic deity, meaning she had stepped into the threshold of the God-King level. Her aura had become more sacred and pure, as if a true god had descended to earth.

But she was not complacent. She knew that her breakthrough was largely due to Lin Yao's help. Without the stimulation of Lin Yao's Asura God Power and the guidance of Lin Yao's Star Power, it would have taken her at least several decades or even hundreds of years to break through to the God King level.

She stared at the tightly closed door of the cultivation room, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. Lin Yao had been in seclusion for over a year and hadn't emerged. She knew he was trying to reach a higher realm, but she was also worried that he might suffer a qi deviation and be devoured by the power.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine," a gentle voice sounded behind her.

Qian Renxue turned around and saw Ning Rongrong walking towards her with a smile.

Ning Rongrong had changed too. Her aura was deeper and more vast, as if she had merged with the entire ocean. Behind her, a vast blue sea could be vaguely seen, with giant waves rolling and whales swimming. It was a symbol of the sea god's position.

"Rongrong, you succeeded?" Qian Renxue asked in surprise.

Ning Rongrong nodded and smiled, "Yes, I successfully inherited the Sea God's position. Speaking of which, I have to thank Brother Yao for giving me the Star Sword. If it weren't for it, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have been able to subdue that old whale."

She paused, then added, "By the way, how's the situation on the mainland? When I came back, everyone seemed busy, like they were preparing for something."

Qian Renxue's expression turned serious: "We are preparing for war."

"Prepare for war?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback. "Prepare for war what?"

"Something's happened in the God Realm." Qian Renxue repeated the information Lin Yao had told her to Ning Rongrong. "A God-King of Light named Gong Changwei has invaded the God Realm, trying to devour the power of the Five Great God-Kings and the Seven Deadly Sins. The God of Asura risked his life to send out a message, begging us for help."

Ning Rongrong's expression also turned serious: "The God-King of Light? What level of being is that?"

"According to Lin Yao, his strength far surpasses that of ordinary God-Kings, and he is probably close to the realm of Supreme God-Kings," Qian Renxue said. "Even if the five God-Kings joined forces, they could only barely contend with him."

Ning Rongrong gasped, "That strong? Then we..."

"That's why we need to prepare for war." Qian Renxue interrupted her. "Lin Yao said that with our current strength, we are definitely no match for Gong Changwei. But we cannot give up. The God Realm is our home. If the God Realm falls, Douluo Continent will also be destroyed. We must fight, we must protect our home."

Ning Rongrong was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily: "You're right. We can't give up. Brother Yao is still in seclusion. Let's settle things on the mainland first, and then we'll go to the God Realm together when he comes out of seclusion."

In the days that followed, the entire Douluo Continent entered a state of intense preparation for war.

The power structure of the Douluo Federation, as granted by Lin Yao, began to operate efficiently. Orders were issued from Wuhun City, spreading to every corner of the continent. Soul Master academies across the country began emergency training, selecting outstanding students to join the Federation Army. Blacksmith shops in major cities worked day and night to forge weapons and equipment, and the production lines for soul tools were operating at full capacity.

Zhu Zhuqing, Shui Bing'er, and other outstanding young talents from across the continent began to unite all the powerful individuals at the Soul Saint level and above. They traveled to every corner of the continent, visiting major sects and families, inviting reclusive powerhouses to emerge from seclusion. Initially, some were unwilling to participate in this war—they believed the war in the God Realm was irrelevant to them, and they only wanted to live peaceful lives. But when they learned that if the God Realm fell, the Douluo Continent would also be destroyed, everyone fell silent. Then, they silently packed their bags and followed Zhu Zhuqing and Shui Bing'er to Martial Soul City.

On the spirit beast front, the Silver Dragon King and Di Tian were also fully prepared for battle. They held the Douluo Federation, led by Lin Yao, in high regard. In recent years, under Lin Yao's rule, the relationship between humans and spirit beasts had greatly improved. The spirit beast technology of the Spirit Pagoda meant that spirit masters no longer needed to hunt spirit beasts to obtain spirit rings, the number of spirit beasts began to recover, and some endangered species were protected. The Silver Dragon King even personally summoned all spirit beasts over 100,000 years old on the continent to form a spirit beast alliance, ready to fight alongside humans.

"This is our common war." The Silver Dragon King stood before the Lake of Life and addressed the gathered soul beasts. "If the God Realm falls, the Douluo Continent will also be destroyed. At that time, neither humans nor soul beasts will exist. Therefore, we must unite and fight against that invader together."

Di Tian stood behind her and said in a deep voice, "I have notified all the ferocious beasts, and they are on their way. This time, we will show those guys from the God Realm that we soul beasts are not to be trifled with."

Under Lin Yao's rule over the years, the strength of the entire continent has increased by leaps and bounds, doubling in overall power. Soul Saints are everywhere, Soul Douluos are as common as dogs, the number of Title Douluos has surged, and Super Douluos have emerged in large numbers. In addition, Ning Rongrong has returned as a god, Qian Renxue has broken through to the God King level, and those old monsters who have been in seclusion for many years have emerged from the mountains. The overall strength of the Douluo Continent has reached an unprecedented height.

Qibaoshan, the summit platform.

This is the highest point on the Douluo Continent. Standing here, one can overlook the entire continent. At this moment, hundreds of people have gathered on the platform—they are all top-tier experts on the continent, at least at the Soul Saint level. Some wear armor, some wield weapons, and some carry all sorts of strange magical treasures. Each of them exudes a powerful aura.

As dawn broke, golden sunlight pierced through the thin mist, illuminating the summit platform of Qibao Mountain. Hundreds of powerful figures stood solemnly, their breathing clearly audible in the silent air. No one spoke, no one whispered; all eyes were fixed on the figure on the high platform.

Ning Rongrong.

She wore a long, sea-blue dress, her long hair flowing gently in the morning breeze. Behind her, the faint outline of a vast blue sea could be seen, with towering waves and swimming whales. It was a symbol of the sea god's position and proof of her power.

Her gaze swept across the crowd below the stage, and she said in a deep voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, I have gathered you all here today to announce something."

All eyes were on her.

"The God Realm has been invaded," Ning Rongrong said bluntly. "A guy calling himself the God King of Light, Gong Changwei, is trying to devour the God Realm. If he succeeds, the God Realm will be destroyed, and our Douluo Continent will collapse as a result."

A commotion arose in the crowd. Some already knew the news, but for most, it was the first time they had heard of it. Their faces showed a mix of shock, fear, and anger. Some clenched their fists, some gritted their teeth, and some muttered curses under their breath about the intruder's name.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable power that resonated throughout the entire mountaintop.

From within the crowd, an aged voice rang out: "Young lady, you're right. We have no way out but to fight. I've lived for so many years, and I've never been afraid of anyone. That so-called God of Light, let this old man go and meet him!"

The speaker was an elderly man with white hair and beard, holding a dragon-headed cane, exuding the aura of a level 95 Title Douluo. He was a powerful figure who had lived in seclusion for many years. In his youth, he had single-handedly ventured into the lair of 100,000-year-old soul beasts and killed three of them with his bare hands. Later, he grew weary of the conflicts of the martial world and secluded himself in the deep mountains, no longer concerning himself with worldly affairs. This time, Zhu Zhuqing personally invited him out, and without a word, he followed along, cane in hand.

"That's right! Let's fight them!" someone echoed.

"Protect our homeland! Protect the Douluo Continent!"

"War! War! War!"

The crowd was filled with fervor and their fighting spirit soared to the heavens. Their shouts echoed like thunder across Qibao Mountain, scattering the clouds in the sky. The combined aura of hundreds of powerful figures created an invisible pressure that caused the entire mountain to tremble slightly.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a pillar of light, interwoven with crimson and gold, shooting into the sky from the direction of Martial Soul City, piercing the clouds. The pillar contained terrifying power, causing all the powerful figures present to feel a chill run down their spines. Some of the weaker Soul Saints even involuntarily took a step back, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly rose from the pillar of light.

Lin Yao.

He has emerged from quarantine.

His transformation astonished everyone. His aura was more than ten times stronger than before his seclusion. His eyes shimmered with crimson and golden light, as if two flames were burning within them. Behind him, a starry sky could be faintly seen, with twinkling stars and flowing Milky Way. Standing there, he resembled a deity descended from ancient times, overlooking all living beings.

He stood in the sky, overlooking the entire continent, his gaze deep and far-reaching. He saw the powerful figures gathered on Seven Treasures Mountain, the busy taxi drivers in Spirit City, and the people praying. He saw this land he deeply loved, this homeland he had sworn to protect.

"Xue'er, Rongrong, tell everyone to get ready." His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable force. "We should set off."

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods.

Gong Changwei stood at the highest point of the God Realm, overlooking the God Domain below, which he had already largely controlled. The five God Kings were firmly suppressed by him, and he had devoured three of the Seven Deadly Sins. Given a little more time, he would be able to completely control this God Realm, absorb all the power of the God Kings and the original sins, and break through to a realm beyond the Supreme God King.

But there was little joy on his face.

He couldn't forget that Asura God. That guy, even though he was already severely injured, still sent his divine sense out at the last moment, pleading for help from that lower realm. Although he didn't think that lower realm could pose any threat—what impact could a mere ant that wasn't even a god have on him?—the feeling of being tricked still made him very unhappy.

"Since you want to play, then I'll play with you." Gong Changwei sneered and waved his hand.

A beam of golden light shot out from his hand and disappeared into the void. A moment later, a deafening roar came from the void, followed by a massive golden figure bursting out from it.

It was a golden dragon.

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