Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

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Tang San's body trembled slightly.

Why are you telling me all this?

Ling Feng looked at him.

"Because I don't want to lie to you."

Your father was an enemy of the Spirit Hall, so he died.

You are not.

Tang San lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

"Can I still go out?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"We'll talk about it when you're older and can make your own choices."

Tang San did not speak again.

Ling Feng stood up and walked out of the secret room.

For the next few days, Ling Feng neither handled any official business nor cultivated.

He simply walked the streets of Wuhun City every day, going to places he was familiar with: the city walls, the training grounds, the kindergarten, and the alley behind the Hall of Worship.

He walked very slowly, as if he were memorizing every detail of these places, or as if he were saying goodbye to himself.

Jin Chen followed him for two days, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Ling Feng stopped in his tracks.

"I'm wondering how much of these places I'll remember if I can't come back."

Jin Chen fell silent.

On the fifth day, Qian Renxue broke through level 100.

That evening, the entire hall was glowing, and golden light poured out from Qian Renxue's secret chamber, illuminating the entire Martial Soul Capital.

Ling Feng stood in the square outside the Hall of Worship, looking at the light with a calm gaze, like a deep pool of water.

When Qian Renxue emerged from the secret chamber, she was still dressed in white, holding the Holy Sword, and all nine of her soul rings had turned gold.

Her aura was more solid than before, like a sharp sword finally drawn from its sheath.

She walked up to Ling Feng and stopped.

"I've made a breakthrough."

Ling Feng nodded.

"I know."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"Now, we can go together."

Ling Feng looked at her.

"You want to go too?"

Qian Renxue nodded.

"I'm not going. You can't defeat the Asura God by yourself."

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment.

"it is good."

Inside the main hall, Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, with a cup of tea in front of him.

The tea had gone cold, but he didn't drink it. He just watched Ling Feng and Qian Renxue standing side by side in the hall, his gaze lingering on them for a long time.

"Have you decided?"

A thousand streams flowed.

Ling Feng nodded.

"It's decided."

Qian Daoliu stood up, walked in front of them, raised his hand and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, then patted Qian Renxue on the shoulder.

"Come back alive."

He didn't say anything more, just these four words.

Ling Feng nodded.

Yes.

"Grandpa Qian, I'm entrusting the Martial Soul Empire to you."

Qian Daoliu looked at him.

"As long as I am here, the Martial Soul Empire will exist."

Ling Feng turned around and walked out of the offering hall.

Qian Renxue followed behind him without turning around.

At the city gate of Wuhun Capital, Jin Chen stood there, the Trident of the Sea God on his shoulder.

He grinned.

"Boss, I'm not going."

"My going would only cause more trouble."

Chapter 283 Defeated by the God of Asura

Ling Feng looked at him.

"Take good care of them."

Jin Chen nodded.

"rest assured."

Ling Feng raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the sun was bright.

He reached out his hand, and Qian Renxue grasped it, their palms touching and their knuckles intertwined.

Two golden beams of light shot into the sky, tearing through the clouds and shooting straight into the heavens.

A crack appeared in the sky, and golden light poured out, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day. In the golden light, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue's figures disappeared into the horizon, flying towards the direction of the God Realm.

The gates to the realm of gods were more magnificent and more silent than Ling Feng had imagined.

When they passed through the clouds, there was no dazzling golden light as imagined, nor the legendary array of divine soldiers.

Only a huge crack hung in the void, its edges glowing with golden light, as if it had been torn open from the inside by something.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue stood before the crack, looking at the entrance to the realm of gods. They could feel the aura surging from it, vast and ancient, like an endless galaxy whispering in their ears, or like all the sleeping creations in this ancient river suddenly opening their eyes.

"Let's go."

Ling Feng grasped Qian Renxue's hand and stepped into the crevice.

The light engulfed them, and all they could hear was the howling wind and the whisper of time.

Then, everything stopped.

Ling Feng opened his eyes and found himself standing in a purple void.

There was no ground beneath their feet, no sky above their heads; only boundless purple lightning danced in the air, like giant pythons patrolling their territory.

A palace floated not far away, its entire body pitch black, with purple light emanating from its edges.

There was no gate, no steps, only a towering stone wall covered with ancient runes.

The God of Destruction stood before the palace, hands behind his back, his long purple hair fluttering in the lightning, his purple eyes looking at Ling Feng and Qian Renxue.

His gaze lingered on Ling Feng for a moment, then on Qian Renxue, before he spoke, his voice low and deep, like an echo from the depths of the earth: "You've come."

Ling Feng stepped forward.

"I am coming.

The ninth test: Slay the Asura God.

The God of Destruction looked at him and then nodded.

"The Asura God resides in the Asura God Realm."

That place was filled with the power of killing and judgment; it was his domain.

In the Asura God Realm, his strength will increase by 30%.

He looked at Ling Feng and Qian Renxue, "The two of you against one of him don't have much of a chance."

Ling Feng looked at him.

"I know.

But I'll still fight.

The God of Destruction remained silent for a moment.

"Then let's go."

I am here watching.

Ling Feng didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and flew towards the Asura God Realm with Qian Renxue.

The wind in the realm of gods is cold, the void is boundless, and there is endless space beneath your feet, as if it could swallow you up at any moment, and if you slip, you will face eternal night.

The Asura Realm appeared in the distance.

The blood-red clouds churned like a pot of soup boiling over a raging fire, with countless streaks of blood-red lightning flashing through them, each carrying a chilling killing intent.