Douluo Dragon King: Embarking on the Path to Godhood from the Start

Inside the No. 1 VIP room, Zhang Zhenpeng watched as the Zhou sisters, on whom he had placed high hopes and who possessed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill as their trump card, were swiftly defeated by Yu Chen and the others. His face instantly turned ugly.

He had previously underestimated Yu Chen and his friends because of the Zhou sisters' age and their trump card, since they were only ten years old.

However, at the crucial moment of spirit fusion, he was cleanly and decisively defeated by Yu Chen, which was truly... extremely frustrating.

At this point, he naturally had no face to mention any extra spots.

No matter how talented you are or how fast you train, if you lose, you lose. What else can you say?

In the stands, Xie Xie was excitedly chatting away with Yu Chen and Gu Yue, boasting about his "outstanding performance" in the competition.

Yu Chen and Gu Yue exchanged a knowing glance, deliberately slowed their pace, and moved a few steps away from Xie Xie, pretending that they "didn't know this chatterbox."

Just then——

An indescribable, chilling sense of extreme danger, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, suddenly bit and instantly seized Yu Chen's heart!

Before he could even turn around completely, out of the corner of his eye he caught a strange ray, as thin as a hair, pitch black and deep, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, silently tearing through the air, its target being him and Gu Yue beside him!

This ray was extremely well concealed. By the time Yu Chen noticed it, it was already within arm's reach, moving at an astonishing speed!

"Time zero!"

Yu Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and he almost instinctively let out a low shout. His golden eyes shone brightly, his first soul ring flashed, and the power to control the flow of time spread instantly!

In the relatively "slow" world of Time Zero, he clearly saw the trajectory of the ray.

In the nick of time, he suddenly pushed Gu Yue aside with all his might in a safe direction!

"Chen!"

However, just as the black ray was about to hit Yu Chen's vest—

The dark gold token he wore beneath his clothes, pressed against his skin—the protective token given to him by the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu—suddenly became scalding hot!

Om-!

A solid, thick, dark golden light shield, with the phantom of a phoenix flowing around it, burst forth from Yu Chen's body without warning, instantly enveloping him completely!

"laugh--!"

The black ray, filled with a chilling and deathly aura, slammed into the dark gold light shield!

It emitted a faint, teeth-grinding sound, as if solid ice were being corroded by strong acid.

The dark gold light shield fluctuated violently, and the phoenix phantom flowing on its surface emitted a silent cry. The light dimmed by more than half in an instant, but it was ultimately not penetrated!

Like waves crashing against rocks, the black rays struggled and eroded the surface of the light shield for a moment before exhausting their energy and dissipating unwillingly into the air.

Yu Chen felt a burning sensation from the token on his chest, followed by a gentle yet powerful force flowing into his body through the token, calming the surge of soul power caused by instantly activating the zero-sum time technique to deal with the crisis.

He stood as steady as a mountain, completely unharmed, but his eyes suddenly turned incredibly cold and sharp, locking onto the direction from which the ray had come—

In a very secluded, shadowy corner of the audience seating area.

"Chen!"

Gu Yue, who had been pushed aside, steadied herself and saw the black ray dissipate after hitting the light shield, as well as Yu Chen's unharmed but suddenly cold expression. She instantly understood what had happened.

A chilling anger mixed with lingering fear rose from the depths of her heart, and a storm seemed to be gathering in the depths of her eyes.

"court death!"

Almost at the same time, a chilling, stern shout filled with boundless rage resounded throughout the entire venue like a thunderclap!

At the edge of the competition stage, a figure in azure blue appeared in front of Yu Chen as if by teleportation; it was Wu Changkong!

His usually cold face was now covered with an unprecedented chilling killing intent, his gaze fixed on that dark corner of the audience.

The other party actually dared to commit such a heinous act against his student in front of everyone at the competition!

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment Wu Changkong confirmed that Yu Chen was unharmed, his soul power erupted!

A layer of exquisite armor, crystal clear and flowing with beautiful and intricate ice-blue patterns, instantly covered the entire body, radiating a chilling aura and oppressive power—the two-word battle armor, Heavenly Ice!

"Buzz—!"

With his battle armor on, Wu Changkong's aura suddenly surged to its peak, and a chilling sword intent soared into the sky!

The Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand emitted a clear and resounding sword cry, as if sensing its master's boundless rage.

Then, the soul rings under Wu Changkong's feet flashed one after another, and then a condensed ice-blue sword light, with the sharpness to tear everything apart and absolute coldness, ruthlessly slashed towards the place where the attacker was hiding!

"You cowardly rat, hide your head and show your tail, die!"

The attacker clearly hadn't expected that his seemingly sure-fire strike would be blocked by a protective aura that suddenly appeared on his target.

Even more unexpectedly, Wu Changkong's reaction was so swift and violent, and his attack was a full-force strike enhanced by his battle armor!

He intended to strike and retreat quickly, disappearing into the crowd or the shadows of buildings.

However, the sword light that Wu Changkong unleashed in anger was too fast, too cold, and too ruthless!

Not only did it precisely block his best escape route, but the chilling sword intent was like a bone-deep infection, firmly locking onto his aura.

If he tries to escape, his back will be completely exposed to this terrifying sword strike, leaving him either dead or crippled.

"snort!"

An angry and fearful snort came from the shadows.

The attacker had no choice but to stop fleeing. He swung his hand back and unleashed a dense, dark soul force, imbued with the aura of corruption and death, which transformed into a twisted shield in an attempt to block the icy blue sword light.

"Boom—!"

The icy blue sword light collided violently with the pitch-black shield! A deafening roar, accompanied by a violent energy shockwave, erupted instantly!

Ice shards and black smoke flew everywhere, directly blowing and tearing the seats in that area apart!

The audience erupted into chaos, with shouts and screams filling the air.

"Mech Team! Immediately seal off the area! Protect all trainees and spectators!"

On the podium, the high-ranking officials of the East China Sea Alliance and Long Huantian, the dean of Tianhai Academy, finally reacted, both shocked and furious, and issued a stern order.

The mechs responsible for on-site security reacted extremely quickly.

Four standard mechs roared into the air from different directions, their energy shields fully activated, and the light from the muzzles of their soul-guided cannons rapidly condensed, instantly forming a three-dimensional crossfire network that completely sealed off the area where the attackers were located and the airspace above.

The four mechs worked in perfect coordination, forming a tight encirclement. Their cold metal bodies reflected a chilling light amidst the chaos, and their soul-guided cannons locked onto their targets. Powerful energy fluctuations and a sense of oppression spread out, carrying a strong warning.

The attacker—a figure dressed in a wide black robe, his face completely hidden in the shadow of his hood—was now completely surrounded in the center.

Faced with Wu Changkong's icy, bone-chilling sword lock and the energy cannons of the four mechs, he knew he would have difficulty escaping in the short term.

"Very good...very good!"

A hoarse, venomous voice came from beneath the black robe, like the hiss of a viper.

He slowly raised his head, and from the shadow of his hood, two crimson lights stared intently at Yu Chen, then swept over Wu Changkong.

"A mere Soul Emperor dares to stop me? He's ruining my plans!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying surge of soul power erupted from his body!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black! Eight spirit rings rose one after another from beneath his feet, radiating a powerful aura!

What's even more chilling is that his wide black robe was torn to shreds, revealing a set of armor underneath that was dark red and covered with strange, twisted patterns, exuding a strong aura of blood and death—it was also a set of two-word battle armor!

However, the battle armor was dull in luster, with many repair marks and even a few cracks, clearly severely damaged and in very poor condition.

"Eight-Ring Soul Douluo! Two-Word Battle Armor!"

Exclamations arose from all directions.

Zhang Zhenpeng, Long Huantian, and Shen Yi, Wu Changkong's junior sister who had just arrived at Yu Chen and Wu Changkong's side, all had extremely solemn expressions, even a hint of paleness.

Contra!

It also possesses two-word battle armor!

Such an existence is a top-tier powerhouse whose mere presence shakes the entire East Sea City!

Although Wu Changkong is an outstanding Soul Emperor and is further empowered by the two-word battle armor "Heavenly Ice," his chances of winning against a Soul Douluo Battle Armor Master in full condition are still slim.

Even if we add Shen Yi, a Soul Emperor who also possesses battle armor, as well as Long Huantian and Zhang Zhenpeng, two ordinary Soul Emperors, and four standard mechs...

It's probably just making this madman in front of me put in a little more effort.

Defeating a Soul Douluo with two-word battle armor is virtually impossible.

Even more frightening is that once a full-scale war breaks out, the aftershocks could cause a large number of innocent casualties!

An atmosphere of despair and extreme heaviness began to spread across the scene.

However, Wu Changkong's gaze was fixed on the eight spirit rings, especially the last two black ten-thousand-year spirit rings.

The extraordinary visual and mental perception granted by the Purple Demon Eyes allowed him to keenly perceive details that were difficult for ordinary people to notice.

The seventh and eighth spirit rings were dull and lifeless, with barely any fluctuations in spirit power flowing over them. This was in stark contrast to the previous spirit rings, and was definitely not the state a normal Soul Douluo should be in!

"You...are seriously injured?"

Wu Changkong's voice was cold, yet it carried a hint of insightful understanding that saw through illusion.

"The seventh and eighth spirit rings... their spirit power is dormant, unable to unleash their true strength... I see!"

His gaze was like lightning as he looked at the black-robed man's badly damaged blood-red battle armor and the cold, deathly aura emanating from him that was the same as the black ray from before, instantly connecting a lot of information.

"So you must be the evil soul master who parasitized the Spirit Pagoda, failed to harm Yu Chen and Gu Yue, and was severely injured by the Spirit Pagoda and has been hunting them down ever since!"

"Your injuries haven't healed, and you're only a fraction of your former strength, yet you still dared to infiltrate this place to assassinate me!"

Wu Changkong unusually raised his voice, speaking clearly and revealing the opponent's true colors, both to dampen their arrogance and to boost his own morale.

The black-robed man's body visibly stiffened, and his scarlet gaze shot even more venomously at Yu Chen, who was being protected behind Gu Yue and had an icy expression, as well as Wu Changkong and the others who were protecting him. His gaze seemed to want to devour them alive.

"That's right! It's those two little bastards!"

He growled hoarsely, his voice filled with boundless hatred and madness.

"If they hadn't discovered my parasitism and exposed my whereabouts, how could I have been chased to the point of having nowhere to run and nowhere to hide by those mad dogs from the Spirit Pagoda!"

"The little bit of power I managed to recover has been completely depleted in each escape! This is an irreconcilable hatred! Today, even if it means my utter annihilation, I will drag these two little bastards down with me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood. The cause and effect of everything lay here.

The Spirit Pagoda did indeed issue an internal notice some time ago, mentioning that a powerful evil spirit master was active in Donghai City and attempted to attack an important disciple, but was severely injured and pursued.

It was unexpected that this evil spirit master was so crazy and obsessive. Despite being so seriously injured, he still dared to take the risk of sneaking into the heavily guarded competition venue to carry out an assassination. His resentment towards Yu Chen and Gu Yue was so deep that he was willing to do anything.

Wu Changkong's eyes grew colder, the ice patterns on his Heavenly Ice Armor swirled faster, and the chill intensified. His Heavenly Frost Sword pointed at the black-robed man, its tip gleaming with an icy blue light.

"The Spirit Pagoda failed to achieve its goal, leaving behind a menace like you. Today, I will finish you off. Your current strength... is nothing more than a heavily wounded, bluffing paper tiger."

As he finished speaking, the sword intent around him surged once more, faintly carrying a resolute sharpness that was willing to pay any price to annihilate everything.

Shen Yi stood beside him in tacit understanding, his two-word battle armor also adorning him, exuding a fresh yet resilient life force that subtly complemented Wu Changkong's icy aura.

Although Long Huantian and Zhang Zhenpeng were terrified, they knew they couldn't back down. They steeled themselves and stepped forward, their soul rings gleaming, ready to fight to the death.

The energy cannons of the four mechs shone brightly, ready to be activated at any time.

Looking at the group of people who were on high alert and exuding murderous intent, especially Wu Changkong's cold eyes that seemed to see through all his weaknesses, the man in black knew that his true nature had been completely exposed.

He was filled with extreme anger and hatred, yet he also felt an overwhelming sense of apprehension and fear.

In his current state, dealing with a Soul Emperor in full condition wearing two-word battle armor is already quite difficult. Add to that another Soul Emperor with battle armor, two ordinary Soul Emperors, and four mechs lurking around, constantly interfering with and compressing his space to move...

"Very well! A bunch of ants dare to bark at a dragon!"

The black-robed man laughed in fury, his voice hoarse and grating. Black energy surged around him like boiling ink, and his dim seventh and eighth spirit rings barely emitted a faint, unstable glow.

An even more sinister and terrifying aura of death, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, began to permeate the air, carrying with it a frenzied madness before destruction.

"Then I'll show you ants how the dignity of a Contra Master is—even severely injured, it's not something you can scorn! Die!"

A great war is about to break out!

The black-robed Contra's frantic shouting did not last long.

Under Wu Changkong's precise and calm tactical command and the relentless attacks of the crowd, his already severe injuries began to worsen.

Wu Changkong's "Heavenly Ice" battle armor brings ice attributes to the extreme. The sword light is like the Milky Way rolling backwards, and each sword strike carries the chill that freezes the soul and the sharpness that tears space apart.