Douluo Continent: I, the Beast God Di Tian, ​​started by clashing with Gu Yue.

Chapter 23 The Disheveled Snow Spirit

Feeling shy, she started to have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Which grove of trees will you take her to? The Starry Sky Forest? Or perhaps a human...hotel?

……

Tian Dou City.

With Di Tian traveling at full speed, the group arrived at their destination in no time.

A grand and magnificent building came into view.

The words "Headquarters of the Blacksmiths Association" are embossed in gold and firmly attached to the most conspicuous position of the building.

Although Xue Ling didn't know what the headquarters of the Blacksmith Association was, she knew it definitely wasn't the kind of place she was thinking of.

Standing on the street, the wind ruffling her hair, she realized for the first time what the feeling of "disorder" truly meant.

"What are we doing here?" There was a sense of loss in her voice that even Xue Ling herself was unaware of.

"Didn't you want to help the Soul Beast race? But your strength is not enough right now, and simply cultivating takes too long, so I've come here to help you improve your strength." Di Tian's voice was filled with undisguised joy.

The Demon Emperor, who had been silent all along, lost her doubts and was replaced by understanding. She probably understood what Di Tian was planning.

But can it really succeed...?

Inside the headquarters of the Blacksmiths Association, near the top floor, in the luxurious forging room, you can look out through the floor-to-ceiling windows and take in the most bustling streets of Tiandou City, an ancient city with a history of ten thousand years.

This luxurious forging room is also the exclusive forging room of Zhenhua, the only master craftsman on the mainland who also serves as the president of the Forging Room Association.

At this moment, in the private office of the president of the Forging Chamber Association, a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes stood in front of the forging table, his gaze particularly solemn.

He looked to be only in his thirties, but he had a pair of deep, weathered black eyes, and the white at his temples contrasted sharply with the black on top of his head.

A pair of hands that are at least 50 percent larger than normal are particularly striking. However, these hands do not have prominent knuckles. They are fair and slender, and even the skin on the surface of the hands is exceptionally delicate and crystal clear, like white marble. They look exactly like a woman's hands magnified.

He is none other than the Divine Craftsman Zhenhua, the strongest among all members of the Blacksmith Association, a nine-ring titled master, and there are even rumors that he may have broken through to the Super Douluo level.

In the world of blacksmiths, they possess astonishing skills, making them legendary figures.

Despite his early fame, this prodigy was not arrogant or conceited. Starting as the president of a blacksmith's association in a remote border town, he worked diligently and worked hard to rise to the top of the continent, eventually becoming the president of the blacksmith's association and the only master craftsman on the continent.

Before his appearance, creating a four-word battle armor required the combined efforts of several level-eight blacksmiths at the Saint Craftsman level, with the full assistance of a Title Douluo. It would take an unknown amount of effort to barely complete it. However, that kind of four-word battle armor was not a true four-word battle armor; it could only be described as a half-step four-word battle armor.

It wasn't until Zhenhua completed the Heavenly Forging for the first time and became a contemporary master craftsman that the four-character battle armor he forged began to circulate in the world.

As a nine-ring titled blacksmith, Zhenhua is in the most glorious years of his life, and can be said to hold a pivotal position on the entire continent.

Yet, on this very person's aged face, there was an expression of dread, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Everything stemmed from the sudden appearance of a man and two women in front of them.

More precisely, it originated from the handsome young man with black hair and golden eyes standing between the two women.

The mere release of his soul power was enough to render him, a nine-ring title holder, immobile.

It would be one thing if he couldn't move, since his main profession was blacksmithing and he wasn't proficient in cultivation or combat.

But his friend and part-time chef, Makino, was also unable to move an inch, which surprised Zhenhua.

Although Makino appears to be a chef, his true identity is the current sect leader of the Body Sect.

He is a level 94 Title Douluo in his true form, and the only Soul Master on the continent who is also a four-word Battle Armor Master and a God-level Mecha Master.

With his titled Douluo cultivation and four-word battle armor, he could fight against ordinary quasi-demigod level Limit Douluo, not to mention Mu Ye, who also works as a god-level mecha pilot. He could fight against Limit Douluo except for quasi-god level Limit Douluo.

But now, he is being suppressed by a person's soul power alone, making him unable to move. This is something that Yun Mingdu, the number one person on the continent, could never do!

Only when the shock in Zhenhua's dark eyes subsided and his emotions calmed down did Ditian release his suppression of them.

"Who are you, sir? What brings you here?" Zhenhua stared warily at the black-haired, golden-eyed man in front of him, but he had no intention of escaping. The suppression he had just experienced had made him realize that he had no chance of running away.

Before Di Tian could answer, Mu Ye, who had regained his freedom, flashed in front of Zhen Hua and shielded him behind him.

"He is Di Tian, ​​the Beast God of the Soul Beast race!"

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The voices of those who spoke were filled with apprehension, for Di Tian had already possessed 800,000 years of cultivation ten thousand years ago, and only the Spirit Ice Douluo, who was about to become a god, had ever defeated him.

Ten thousand years have passed. Who knows what stage Di Tian has reached? What level of cultivation has he attained? Nine hundred thousand years of cultivation? A million-year-old soul beast? Everything remains unknown.

Di Tian has not appeared in human society for many years. Mu Ye knows this because there is a portrait of Di Tian in human form in the Body Sect. It was painted by a Title Douluo whose martial soul is a brush when he fought against the beast tide with Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago.

Actually, there was something else Mu Ye didn't say. The woman next to him, dressed in a sky-blue dress, looked a lot like the Snow Empress, the former ruler of the soul beasts in the far north. However, the Snow Empress had already ascended to the God Realm with Lingbing Douluo, and the "Snow Empress" in front of him was too weak in cultivation to be worthy of his attention, so he didn't mention it.

Fearing that the younger Zhenhua might not understand the gravity of Ditian's birth, Mu Ye added:

"Di Tian has likely already survived the million-year soul beast tribulation. Even if Ling Bing Douluo, who was about to become a god back then, were to reappear, he would probably not be a match for him."

Now that things have come to this point, how could Zhenhua not understand that the handsome young man with black hair and golden eyes in front of him is someone who appears in the compulsory education textbooks of the Sun and Moon Federation, only without pictures or illustrations, only textual information.

The leader of the soul beasts, who sees humanity as his mortal enemy, has led countless beast tides and has a long history of bloodshed against the human race.

And he himself is the only master craftsman on the continent, having created countless four-word battle armor masters. The Beast God has come all this way, I fear...

Thinking of this, his eyes immediately darkened: "Your Excellency, Beast God, have you come to kill me?"

"I never expected that the current sect leader of the Body Sect would still remember me. It's just a pity that I don't have time to pay him a visit in person."

After saying a few words as if to greet someone, Di Tian ignored Mu Ye and looked directly at the divine craftsman Zhen Hua.

(End of this chapter)