Douluo Sharingan, I really didn't coerce Xiao Wu!

Chapter 200 Reunion

The island is cold and perpetually chilly, barren of vegetation, yet it boasts a large tree as thick as a water vat, lush and verdant.

Flame Lord Yan's body stiffened. There was no more life on the entire island. The words that had just been spoken could only have come from that giant tree.

The Spirit Hall members paled slightly, feeling a chill run down their spines. It wasn't because the tree could speak, but because they sensed a cold, sinister soul power, filled with an evil aura that made them tremble with fear.

They clearly noticed that the lake behind them was beginning to freeze, and even the frozen ground beneath their feet was covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Calm down, everyone! That tree has no cultivation whatsoever. It's not a soul beast at all. It's just that rabbit bluffing!" Yan shouted. Victory was within reach, and he had to keep everyone calm.

The ten black-clad Soul Emperors weren't fools. They were initially stunned by the sudden aura, but now that they had calmed down, they realized it was nothing more than ordinary plants.

Only Xiao Wu stood there, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her beautiful eyes were somewhat vacant as she stared blankly at the tree.

"Was it just my imagination?" She was dazed. Just now, it seemed as if a large hand gently patted her, stopping her from self-destructing, not wanting to see her do that.

"Leave now, and I'll spare your lives." The green tree glowed, radiating a chilling soul power, and spoke again.

Chen Xuan spoke, his voice carrying through the trees, warning the group that he did not want to go on a killing spree during this joyous occasion of the newborn's return.

He had already woken up, but did not leave immediately. He was merely purifying his soul, restoring the vitality of his physical body, and incidentally attempting to cultivate an immortal body.

Yan and the ten black-clad Soul Emperors remained unmoved. From their initial trembling at the unknown, their unease had subsided after they guessed the truth. They were now hesitating about how to stop the rabbit from self-destructing.

"Leave, and I'll spare your lives; otherwise, you'll die!" Chen Xuan spoke again, his voice carrying through the tree.

His physical body is absorbing life energy and has not yet fully evolved, so he doesn't want to leave prematurely.

"Is that you, Chen Xuan!" Xiao Wu's body trembled, and her eyes immediately reddened. This time she heard it clearly; it was the man she had been thinking about day and night. She would never forget that voice in her life.

The owner of that voice had appeared in her mind countless times. How could she let it go or forget it? Five years had passed, and she finally heard that familiar voice. Her heart was filled with joy. The man she had missed every day had returned.

Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes turned red, and tears instantly filled her eyes. Her nose stung, and tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the ground.

She felt a mix of surprise, disappointment, and fear, afraid that it wasn't real and was just her imagination.

"Chen Xuan, is that you back?" Xiao Wu's face was covered in tears, and her hands trembled uncontrollably as she stroked the tree trunk.

Inside the tree, Chen Xuan felt heartbroken. Seeing the person he cared about most crying, he felt more pained than anyone else.

"Forget it, I'll figure something out later." He sighed inwardly, ending the evolution early and leaving seclusion.

Chen Xuan raised his hand, a flash of lightning appeared, and with a crisp crack, the thick tree was split open, tearing a two-meter-long gash from the inside out.

With a bang, he kicked the tree trunk and walked out. The warm sunlight shone on his face. He hadn't seen the sun for five years, and for a moment he couldn't open his eyes.

When Xiao Wu saw this familiar man, she was stunned and stared blankly at the figure in front of her. He hadn't changed at all; he was exactly the same as he was five years ago, just like the man in her memory.

"You're really back..." Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still stunned, her expression dazed, unable to believe that this scene was real.

The man she longed for day and night had already died in that battle, but now... he had returned.

"Yes, I'm back. Thank you for your hard work while I was away." Chen Xuan was surprised to see a woman in pink standing in front of him. She had an exquisite face, a slender figure, and not an ounce of fat around her waist. It would not be an exaggeration to describe her as a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky.

He quickly realized that this was a beautiful woman, none other than Xiao Wu five years later. Her body and face had matured, and her long, beautiful legs in white stockings were longer than her life.

Once she realized that the other person was indeed her man, Xiaowu's eyes welled up with tears, and she could no longer contain her emotions, throwing herself into Chen Xuan's arms.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She both missed and hated this bastard who left without a word, abandoning their daughter.

"Chen Xuan, you big bad guy! You abandoned my daughter and me and left us. Do you know how much Qiu'er and I missed you? You bastard!" Xiao Wu choked up, raised her fist, and kept hitting Chen Xuan, wishing she could beat this scoundrel to death.

Chen Xuan let those two pink fists pound his chest, not caring at all. He simply reached out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears on that peerless face.

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, never expecting Chen Xuan to make such an intimate move. Her face flushed red instantly, filled with shame and indignation.

As his beautiful body nestled in his arms, Chen Xuan was filled with emotion. He hugged Xiao Wu tightly; this was their first embrace since they came into this world.

He gently stroked Xiao Wu's hair on the back of her head and said with a smile, "Alright, stop crying. We can talk about it later. Let's deal with these people first."

Chen Xuan looked up and his gaze fell on the ten black-clad Soul Emperors led by Yan, who were also watching them intently.

Xiao Wu wouldn't let go, clinging tightly to him, burying her head deep in his chest, refusing to let go no matter what.

For him, only a few days had passed, but for Xiaowu, a full five years had gone by—a very long and painful time, spent every day in longing.

She held Chen Xuan tightly, neither speaking nor letting go, afraid that the man in front of her would leave her again. She only wished that time could stand still at this moment, for ten thousand years.

Chen Xuan was also filled with many emotions. He gently embraced Xiao Wu and softly stroked her hair with both hands.

He couldn't be bothered with anything else. He wasn't afraid of Soul Saints before he died, let alone now that he's been reborn and his strength has improved. The power of his kaleidoscope eyes has been restored, so he can even fight Soul Douluo.

The group of black-clad Soul Emperors looked grim. Flirting and bantering in front of them was blatant contempt and showed that they were not taken seriously.

"Chen Xuan, you're still alive." Flame Lord Yan's eyes turned cold as he recognized the man who had suddenly appeared—a member of the Shrek Academy team from the Soul Master Competition years ago.

To his surprise, the man's face, height, and facial features had not changed at all; he looked exactly the same as he had five years ago. At seventeen years old, he seemed to have stopped growing.

"Chen Xuan, you traitor, how come you're still alive!" Flame Lord Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with deep anger.

Chen Xuan was rekindling his feelings with Xiao Wu when he looked up and glanced at Yan, clearly displeased.

He gently patted Xiao Wu's back, broke free from her embrace, and stepped forward, saying, "You're all still alive, so how could I dare to die? You bullied Xiao Wu while I was away; this matter needs to be resolved."

The ten black-clad Soul Emperors' expressions also turned cold. They recognized Chen Xuan's identity as the person on His Holiness the Pope's most wanted list. This person was guilty of heinous crimes, having killed more than thirty powerful figures from the Spirit Hall, and should not exist in this world.

In that battle, the Spirit Hall suffered heavy losses. The Platinum Bishop, the Black Bishop, Lordiara, and dozens of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors all perished in the war.

Even the titled Douluo of the Porcupine Douluo couldn't leave alive and remained there forever.

"Have you decided how you want to die?" Chen Xuan asked, already harboring murderous intent.

These people have been given a chance before, but since they refuse to leave, then they shall stay here forever.

"Ridiculous. Do you even have that ability? Don't think you're so great just because you tricked and killed a few Soul Emperors." Flame Lord Yan sneered, his eyes blazing, showing no regard for Chen Xuan.

After that battle, His Holiness the Pope sent people to check the situation. There was the residual aura of a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Now it seems that the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, together with Chen Xuan, ambushed the inevitable road and harmed the group of powerful members of the Spirit Hall.

Flander and Liu Erlong also claimed that they witnessed the entire process and confirmed that it was the two forest overlords who killed more than thirty Soul Emperors and Soul Saints from the Spirit Hall.

"Chen Xuan, I still have to thank you. After all, you're a higher priority than that rabbit. If you bring them to justice, Nana will definitely look at me in a new light!" Flame Lord Yan's eyes were full of anticipation. He had already envisioned the future: Nana would reconcile with him and agree to become his girlfriend.

Chen Xuan was taken aback, somewhat surprised. The expressions of these people were genuine; they seemed to have misunderstood something, thinking that he was just a prelude to the battle back then, and that the final victory was achieved by someone else.

It seems that even in death, he is still wanted by Pope Bibi Dong. It is likely that as soon as he dares to show his face, assassins from the Spirit Hall will come to kill him.

However, so what? The thing he regrets the least is killing Yu Xiaogang. If he had to do it again, he would have done it much sooner.

Chen Xuan gently patted Xiao Wu's head with a tender smile and said, "Wait here for a bit. I'll come and keep you company after I've dealt with these people."

Xiao Wu gave a soft "hmm" and stood obediently in place. She believed that Chen Xuan could definitely defeat those people from the Spirit Hall.

She was somewhat dazed. The figure in front of her was so familiar. Five years ago, this man had also protected her in this way, shielding her from thousands of enemies and preventing anyone from harming her and her daughter.

Chen Xuan, expressionless, looked at the eleven people on the shore and said, "Who wants to go first? Or all at once?"

He has now been reborn, his body purified once, absorbing a special black substance, and the most primal power flows through his flesh and bones, without relying on any soul skills or ninjutsu.

"Kid, don't be so arrogant!" a man in black roared, his voice filled with anger.

He suddenly sprang up, and a giant brown bear appeared behind him, baring its teeth and roaring. At the same time, six spirit rings lit up beneath his feet, his spirit power surged, and he unleashed the full power of a six-ring spirit emperor!

"You haven't even reached the Soul Saint level yet, you're not qualified," Chen Xuan said. His physical body had undergone a complete evolution, and his life index had doubled, making him a completely different level from five years ago.

The black-clad Soul Emperor roared, part of his body transforming into a beast, his arms turning into a pair of bear paws, as big as washbasins, exuding a great sense of oppression, and slammed them toward Chen Xuan's head.

Chen Xuan clenched his fist, bent down slightly, and gathered all his strength into his fist.

boom!

With a single step, the ground instantly caved in, producing a terrifying roar that caused the entire island to sink, as if the bottom of a lake had collapsed—a truly chilling sight.

The surrounding lake water was churning and splashing, rising dozens of meters high, like columns of water shooting into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time Yan and the others reacted, the black-clad Soul Emperor's bear paws hadn't even landed, but Chen Xuan's figure had vanished without a trace!

puff!

The black-clad Soul Emperor screamed, his face pale and bloodless, and he flew out like a shrimp, his blood staining the sky as he crashed into the lake.

The two Soul Emperors rushed to catch him, but they couldn't withstand the mountain-like force and crashed into the lake, creating a huge wave.

When his two companions pulled the black-clad Soul Emperor from the bottom of the lake, their faces immediately froze, and they were stunned.

At this moment, the black-clad Soul Emperor had no breath left. A large hole appeared in his chest, bloody and transparent, as if he had been punched through.

Yan's pupils contracted, and a chill ran down his spine. How could the opponent unleash such powerful strength when they hadn't even used their martial spirit?

Without using a martial spirit or soul power, he killed a Soul Emperor with a single punch. Even a Title Douluo couldn't do that.

"What exactly did you do? You're clearly just a Soul King, how could you possibly kill a Soul Emperor!" Flame Lord Yan pointed at Chen Xuan, his voice trembling and lacking conviction.

During the Soul Master Competition, this person was no match for him at all. In just five short years, the other party has surpassed him. What kind of opportunity did he obtain?

The other nine people also turned pale and felt a chill run down their spines. Even a Title Douluo couldn't kill a six-ring Soul Emperor with a single punch without using their Martial Soul and Soul Power. Was the other person even human?

What they didn't know was that Chen Xuan cultivated not only his martial spirit, but also chakra and physical strength. Even without using chakra much, his speed was already above that of a Soul Emperor.

Some people were pale and terrified, secretly taking steps back, having long lost the courage to fight.

Even the Flame Lord Yan was terrified at this moment, devoid of any desire. To hell with capturing the 100,000-year-old rabbit and the wanted criminals. What use are merits if you're going to die?

"Run!" he roared, channeling all his soul power, and turned to rush into the lake. No amount of face or dignity mattered more than his life.

The other nine had been preparing for a long time, and now they all dispersed and ran towards the other side of the lake as fast as they could.

"Trying to escape? Too late!" Chen Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he immediately summoned his spatial martial soul.

He had already given these people a chance, but they didn't appreciate it. They have no one to blame but themselves. Besides, these people were hunting down his wife, Xiao Wu, and they deserved a result.

Chen Xuan used the power of his martial soul, pressing his palm onto the ground. Black runes surged out, containing soul power, as if they had come alive, stretching out along the lake surface.

The black characters were incredibly profound, like countless jet-black iron chains, densely packed and expanding infinitely, instantly covering the entire lake and crawling with black lines.

(End of this chapter)