Douluo Continent: Pioneers of the Era, Gods in Parallel

Douluo Calendar Year 2631!

That year, Tang Hao, at the age of 44, became a Title Douluo!

That year, 11-year-old Qian Renxue lost her father!

That year, Tang San from another world had just been reborn!

That year, 10-year-old Feng Xiaotian's soul power had reached level 29!

That year, Shui Bing'er was only 1 year old when she began to babble!

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That year, on the overseas mainland, Zhou Yuan, only 6 years old, lost the home that sheltered him.

"Is there any worse time than this?"

Zhou Yuan hid in the cave, looking out at the pitch-black night. Hearing the occasional roars of beasts, he really wanted to curse.

The problem is, in this dangerous situation, let alone cursing, even complaining is something we only dare to do in our hearts.

They were afraid of making even the slightest sound to attract the attention of the soul beasts, thus becoming their nighttime snack.

Six years ago, he traveled to this continent and became a member of the Blackscale Tribe. At first, he thought he had traveled to a primitive society or a barbaric era.

It wasn't until he saw the tribesmen with halos around their bodies during battle, and how they could unleash skills after the halos flashed, and how halos would appear when they killed those ferocious beasts.

Only then did he realize that he had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent.

The problem is, in which era of Douluo Continent were there still tribes, and people were still living in a primitive age?

As he grew older, he gradually came to understand his situation.

Their tribe is called the Blackscale Tribe, which has nearly 10,000 members, 70% of whom are Soul Masters with excellent Martial Soul quality, mostly beast Martial Souls. However, what is outrageous is that the tribe's most powerful High Priest is only a Soul Saint.

Angels, sea gods, spirit halls, Shrek Academy, spirit towers... none of them exist.

Through various pieces of information, Zhou Yuan confirmed that he had indeed arrived in Douluo Continent, but it was Douluo Continent in the barbaric era.

This is the best time and the worst time.

He is good because in this era, he had the time and the means to create his own divine position and become a god.

It's bad because it's precarious, and its life could end at any moment, becoming food for soul beasts.

This is an era where spirit beasts roam freely and dominate.

Humans are nothing more than domesticated food.

Otherwise, with so many geniuses in the Blackscale Tribe, and 70% of them being Soul Masters, how could the strongest only be a Soul Saint?

Because it simply cannot grow.

His parents died when he was three years old, protecting their people.

Fortunately, the tribal era had its advantages. For a tribe, children were the inheritors of bloodlines, the future power, and the hope for the continuation of the tribe, so he did not suffer too much.

However, they didn't enjoy any special privileges. After all, in the tribal era, just being able to survive and not go hungry was already a great achievement.

As for luxurious lifestyles, just wash up and go to sleep; you might dream about them.

Yesterday, he turned six years old.

Under the guidance of the high priest, he and the other children of the appropriate age in the tribe awakened their martial spirits.

He awakened two martial souls: the Holy Light Qilin and the Illusionary Moon Star Eye.

In his excitement, he returned to his dwelling and had just successfully completed his meditation when the high priest rushed to his place and took him and several other children to a cave on a cliff.

As for why this was the case, he still managed to catch a glimpse of the general idea while being coerced by the high priest.

Beast Tide!

Tens of thousands of Swiftwind Wolves attacked the tribe in dense formation.

The high priest abandoned them here, gave one of the priests a storage soul tool, and then hurried off to rescue the other tribesmen and hold off the wolf pack.

As the day passed, no one came to pick them up.

I don't know if they were forgotten, or if the tribe suffered incalculable losses in the beast tide.

Zhou Yuan became uneasy.

If it's the former, that's fine; it's just a matter of figuring out how to hold out for a few more days. But if it's the latter...

Zhou Yuan didn't continue thinking about it. He couldn't imagine how he, at only six years old and having just awakened his martial spirit, could lead several peers to survive in this barbaric era after losing the protection of his tribe.

He composed himself, meditating and cultivating while keeping watch over his surroundings.

Meanwhile, on Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent, many people were watching Zhou Yuan's every move through a light screen in the sky.

Six years ago, a light screen appeared out of nowhere in the sky, and the images displayed on the screen were all about Zhou Yuan's life.

At first, the powerful soul masters from both continents thought that there was something magical about this light screen. After various tests, they found nothing unusual about it.

Aside from the occasional blurry scenes, such as when Zhou Yuan is taking a bath, the rest of the time the screen shows Zhou Yuan's daily life normally.

As time went by, many people gradually got used to the existence of the light screen.

During this process, some forces also attempted to go to sea to find the location of the light curtain.

For example, the Spirit Hall on Douluo Continent, whose Grand Elder Qian Daoliu has made a rare departure from the Hall of Worship over the years to travel overseas in search of this new continent.

Despite numerous searches, no results were found.

On the high seas, Poseidon, the high priest of Poseidon Island, searched for this continent through his control of the ocean, but still found nothing.

Ultimately, all parties had no choice but to give up.

They could only regard this light screen as another world. Only a few people stared at the light screen regularly, while most people just regarded it as a pastime for leisure and entertainment, paying attention to it only occasionally.

"Poor child, his tribe was destroyed by the beast tide just after he awakened his martial spirit. Will he even survive?"

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi looked at Zhou Yuan on the light screen, his tone filled with sadness, but his eyes were filled with even more fervor and regret.

In his spare time over the years, he often watched the light screen and marveled countless times at the talent of the children on that continent.

If only these children were from their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Especially Zhou Yuan, with twin martial souls and innate full soul power. If he could be found and brought back, he would definitely cultivate him with great effort.

Even if the drawbacks of cultivating twin martial souls cannot be solved, simply having him cultivate the Holy Light Qilin martial soul would guarantee him becoming a Title Douluo.

"Uncle Jian, is there really no way to find that continent?"

Ning Fengzhi was still somewhat unwilling to give up and couldn't help but ask again.

"Even the Angel Douluo personally went out, and with his strength he couldn't find that continent, so our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School should forget about it."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin gently shook his head.

He was also very curious about that continent, but he was even more curious about this light screen. Why did it only play scenes related to Zhou Yuan? Did he have something special about him?

"Angel Douluo, I never thought he was still alive."

Mentioning this person made Ning Fengzhi feel a little heavy-hearted.

He then fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"Uncle Bone, please make a trip to the Spirit Hall and convey the wishes of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. We are willing to secretly cooperate with the Spirit Hall to help find the wanted criminal Tang Hao. However, due to the shared shame of the three upper sects, we hope that the Spirit Hall will not spread this matter."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, though not understanding, still disappeared from the spot to do this.

"Feng Zhi, have you decided to align yourself with the Spirit Hall?"

After Bone Douluo left, Sword Douluo Chen Xin finally spoke up to ask.

"It's not about aligning ourselves with them; it's just about expressing an attitude."

"There's no way around it, the pressure from the existence of Angel Douluo is just too great. No one expected that he would still be alive."

Ning Fengzhi's tone was full of helplessness when he said these words.

If it weren't for the appearance of the celestial canopy, and the fact that the Spirit Hall dispatched six Title Douluos of level 95 or above to search for the overseas continent, he would never have imagined that the Spirit Hall's foundation was so profound.

The Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu, one of the three peerless Douluo in the past, is still alive.

He had to make some changes.

"Feng Zhi, have you ever considered that since the Angel Douluo is still alive, is it possible that the one from the Clear Sky Sect is also still alive?"

"If he returns and learns of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's actions, will he do something outrageous?"

"As far as I know, that one from the Haotian Sect isn't exactly reasonable."

"When my father was pursuing a breakthrough and went to challenge the strong, the reason why he set his primary target on Qian Daoliu rather than the one from Haotian Sect was because he knew the character of the one from Haotian Sect very well."

Chen Xin couldn't help but remind Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Jian, I have naturally thought of what you said, but the problem is that Haotian Douluo Tang Chen has been missing for so many years. He still hasn't appeared when the Haotian Sect was facing a life-or-death crisis. There is a high probability that he is already dead."

"And Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu is definitely still alive."

"Moreover, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is just making a statement; we won't actually do anything."

As Ning Fengzhi spoke, he glanced at his wife's slightly protruding belly. He was pregnant, and he had to think more carefully now.

Seeing this, Chen Xin understood Ning Fengzhi's thoughts and then remained silent.

Inside the Crown Prince's residence in the Heavenly Dou Empire.

After a busy day, Qian Renxue, the Pope's daughter disguised as a maid and using the alias Xue'er, finally had some free time to herself.

She gazed intently at the bright moon in the sky, at the light curtain accompanying the moon, and at Zhou Yuan within that light curtain.

"Have you become an orphan like me?"

Facing Zhou Yuan, a little boy she had never met before but who seemed to have watched her grow up, Qian Renxue vaguely felt a sense of shared sorrow with him.

Some time ago, news came from the Spirit Hall that her father had died.

He died at the hands of Tang Hao of the Haotian Sect.

She wanted to go back, to return to her mother's side, but her grandfather wouldn't let her.

Feeling lonely, wronged, and helpless, 11-year-old Qian Renxue felt like the whole world had abandoned her.

Just like the little boy in the light screen.

At that moment, a strange thought began to form in her mind.

I wish this little boy, Zhou Yuan, could talk to her directly.

In that case, perhaps she wouldn't be so lonely.

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Besides Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue, many other people are paying attention to Zhou Yuan's every move for various reasons.

They already knew about the destruction of the Blackscale tribe by the beast tide through the light screen.

Zhou Yuan, as the person involved, was completely unaware of the situation and waited anxiously for the High Priest to come and fetch them.