Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

In Aolai City, Sun and Moon Federation, in a simple yet tidy apartment.

Lin Nuo stood on tiptoe, looking at the childlike face in the dressing mirror. He looked about six years old, with some baby fat still sticking out between his eyebrows and eyes, but he could also vaguely see some of the outline of him before he transmigrated.

A familiar yet strange sensation traveled through his fingertips. He raised his hand to touch his cheek, momentarily lost in thought: "Have I... time-traveled?"

The next second, a torrent of memories rushed into his mind like a tidal wave bursting its banks. An unfamiliar world and history instantly washed over his consciousness, causing a splitting headache.

A moment later, Lin Nuo steadied himself by holding onto the mirror. The confusion in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an incredulous shock.

He transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, but it was the most unique era of the Dragon King Legend. The God Realm had disappeared for ten thousand years, and the former Sun Moon Empire had long since unified the entire Douluo Continent, evolving into the present-day Sun Moon Federation.

Soul tools have reached their peak here, with every household dabbling in them. They are even rapidly advancing in a direction that surpasses the Soul Masters themselves and is almost uncontrollable, while the status of Soul Masters is quietly declining.

Before Lin Nuo could fully process this earth-shattering information, a sudden, intense dizziness struck his brain. The scene before him rapidly distorted and blurred, and the next second he was plunged into complete darkness.

"No way... I just transmigrated here, do I have to transmigrate again?" This was the last thought that flashed through Lin Nuo's mind before he lost consciousness, filled with helplessness and despair, before he fell into complete silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Nuo slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was not the ceiling of the apartment, but a chaotic and hazy space.

In the center of this space, six ancient and majestic thrones are arranged in neat rows, gleaming with a faint light.

Before him stood five figures who looked exactly like him, some standing, some leaning, each with a different expression, but all with the same features as him.

Lin Nuo rubbed his throbbing forehead, and countless fragments of memory gradually pieced together. After a moment, he finally understood the situation before him. These five figures were actually products of his split soul.

They each inherited the five core authorities in his soul: wisdom, power, right and wrong, life, and destiny, while he himself, as the main soul, inherited the most unique authority of time.

It was precisely because of the awakening of the Time Authority that these five soul fragments were unintentionally sent to different eras of the Douluo Continent. Now, it is the power of the Time Authority that has brought them back together in this soul space.

After clarifying the reasons, Lin Nuo raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the crisp sound echoing in the empty space.

The next second, the five previously silent figures opened their eyes, the confusion in their eyes quickly fading away, replaced by a clarity similar to that of Lin Nuo.

The five figures exchanged glances. Without needing to say much, the deep bonds between their souls made them instantly understand their predicament.

A moment later, the figure who inherited the power of right and wrong spoke first, his tone both tentative and certain. He looked at Lin Nuo and asked, "So, we are all fragments of your soul that you separated, inheriting power that you cannot yet fully control, is that right?"

The young man who spoke had a cool and aloof look in his eyes and was surrounded by a faint aura of righteousness, which was completely different from Lin Nuo's casualness. He was Lin Xiu, who had inherited the power of right and wrong.

Lin Nuo nodded, his expression gradually becoming serious. He glanced at the five figures in front of him and asked, "That's about it."

Now that everyone is awake, I'd like to ask: in which era of Douluo Continent are you each currently living in?

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and imposing figure, exuding an aura of immense power, stepped forward. It was Lin Yan, who had inherited the power: "I was in Tang San's era, which was also the very beginning of the Douluo Continent."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clever and lively young man standing to the side spoke up. His tone was calm, but he could not hide the sharpness in his eyes. He was Lin Tian, ​​who had inherited the power of wisdom: "Like Lin Yan, I was also in the era of Tang San."

Hearing this, Lin Nuo couldn't help but show an envious look, her tone full of longing: "You two are simply born in the best of times."

He knew all too well what the Tang San era meant. It was the most glorious and opportune era in the Douluo Continent. The rare treasures of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, the readily available opportunities for Soul Rings, and even the supreme godhood—as long as one had enough strength and luck, there was a chance to strive for them. It was the era that all transmigrators dreamed of, and it was the best era.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian and Lin Yan nodded in unison, their faces showing a hint of agreement.

After the initial envy, Lin Nuo turned his gaze to the two figures on the other side. Lin Rui, who inherited the power of life, had gentle features and was surrounded by a faint vitality; Lin Fan, who inherited the power of destiny, had a calm expression and his eyes seemed to hold endless stars.

The two exchanged a glance and spoke one after the other.

"I'm currently in the Heavenly Soul Empire during the Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect era, and I'm so hungry~"

"I was also in the era of Douluo Dalu II: The Peerless Tang Sect, but in the Sun Moon Empire."

After hearing what the two said, Lin Nuo visibly breathed a sigh of relief, his tone tinged with a sense of relief: "Luckily you weren't at Shrek Academy or Tang Sect, otherwise I was really afraid you two would be brainwashed and turn against me."

Lin Rui: "..."

Lin Fan: "..."

Both of them wore speechless expressions, silently thinking: No, main body, how much do you despise your own soul?

Even if we are fragments of souls, we shouldn't be so easily brainwashed, right?

But on second thought, they haven't fully awakened their main memories yet; they're just fragmented souls. If they stay in places like Shrek Academy or Tang Sect, where there's a strong sense of conviction, they might be subtly influenced and eventually "brainwashed."

Upon reflection, the two fell silent again, their speechlessness gradually turning into agreement.

Lin Nuo ignored the complicated gazes of the two men and focused his attention on the last one, Lin Xiu, who would inherit the power of right and wrong.

For some reason, he always felt that there was an exceptionally strong bond between him and Lin Xiu, making them closer than the other four.

He raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly teasing: "And you? You didn't run off to the Ultimate Douluo era, did you?"

"..." Lin Xiu was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then slowly said with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "Unfortunately, it's not as you think. I am now also in the era of the Dragon King Legend."

"What?!" Lin Nuo's eyes lit up instantly, his tone becoming excited. He took two steps forward and asked, "Where are you?"

Lin Xiu answered truthfully: "The place I am in should be within the Holy Spirit Cult, but the location is somewhat special."

"What special method?" Lin Nuo asked immediately.

"It seems that I don't have the Underworld Emperor here." As soon as Lin Xiu said this, Lin Nuo's smile instantly froze.

A question mark popped into his head, and he couldn't help but ask, "Wait, buddy, which era of the Dragon King are you in?"

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