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

What has changed?

Jin Chen looked at it carefully for a while.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but you've changed. It's not just that you've become stronger, it's that you've changed..."

He thought for a moment, "It's like you've finally arrived."

Ling Feng didn't press for an answer, and Jin Chen didn't explain either. He simply left the words "You've finally arrived" in the air, like a small but heavy pebble casually placed on the corner of a table.

In the evening, Ling Feng went to the small courtyard in the east of the city.

Tang San was chopping firewood in the courtyard. The firewood was stacked neatly, and each piece was about the same length.

When he saw Ling Feng, he paused for a moment, then put down his axe and stood up straight.

"You're back."

Ling Feng walked into the courtyard and sat down on the stone bench.

"I'm back."

Tang San sat down opposite him, without asking where he had gone or his strength, and simply sat quietly.

After a while, he said, "I've been practicing recently, and the blockage has cleared up."

When the soul power flowed through the shoulder blades, it no longer got stuck.

Ling Feng nodded.

"That's good."

When we returned to the main hall, dusk was falling.

He walked up the steps and sat under the veranda for a while, watching the outline of the old locust tree being gradually smoothed out by the twilight, from clear to blurry, the shadows of its branches extending, intersecting, and disappearing on the bluestone ground.

Qian Renxue sat down beside him without saying a word, just sitting and watching for a while.

She said softly, "This tree seems to have grown faster while you were away."

Perhaps it's just my imagination.

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"It's possible that you pruned the branches."

It felt relieved.

Qian Renxue didn't reply, but just turned her head to look at him, and then looked back at the tree, as if she also thought that this statement made sense.

Ling Feng closed his eyes. The wind blew the hem of his robes, and he could feel the wind brushing against his face, carrying the temperature of the evening, somewhere between cool and warm, gentle and even.

He felt that time was passing in the courtyard as usual.

The sun will set, the sky will darken, and the moon will rise.

He can sit on the veranda for a long time without having to get up.

He felt like a traveler who had just completed a long journey and finally sat down under a tree.

Ling Feng settled down in the Martial Soul Capital.

It wasn't a short stay; they actually settled down.

Every morning, he would stand under the old locust tree for a while, feeling how the morning light gradually climbed to the treetops and then slid down onto the bluestone slabs.

He would occasionally go to the training ground to practice his skills, occasionally take a walk on the city wall, and occasionally visit Tang San and Ah Yin in the small courtyard in the east of the city.

He was no longer in a hurry to do anything, as if he had finally allowed himself to stop.

Qian Renxue once asked him, "Do you plan to live like this from now on?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"At least for now."

Qian Renxue didn't press further, but nodded, as if she thought there was nothing wrong with the answer.

On the day autumn arrived, Ling Feng sat under the eaves, holding a cup of tea, watching a yellow leaf fall from the branch of the old locust tree, twirling and landing on the bluestone slab.

He suddenly sensed something.

It was a faint but persistent signal coming from a great distance, as if someone was gently touching his consciousness in some way.

He put down his teacup and closed his eyes.

He saw the phantom of the God of Destruction, not in its complete form, but only a blurry outline, as if seen through a layer of mist.

"Come to the realm of gods."

The God of Destruction's voice was very soft.

Ling Feng opened his eyes. The yellow leaf was still lying on the bluestone slab. The wind flipped it over, then over again, and finally pushed it into the corner of the wall.

I'll go tomorrow.

Qian Renxue learned of this news after dinner.

She wasn't surprised; she simply put down her bowl and chopsticks.

How long will this trip take?

Ling Feng said, "I don't know."

It might not be long.

Qian Renxue thought for a moment and then asked, "Is there anything I need to bring?"

Ling Feng shook his head.

"Need not.

"Just going to meet him once."

Qian Renxue nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The next morning, before it was fully light, Ling Feng stood in the courtyard in front of the main hall.

He glanced back and saw Qian Renxue standing under the eaves, holding a cup of tea.

She didn't bring it to him; she just stood there holding the cup of tea, as if saving it for him to drink when he returned.

Ling Feng turned his gaze back, and a purple light shone from his body. He gradually faded and disappeared into the morning light.

The sky over the Destruction God Realm remained the same purple color, unchanged from before.

The God of Destruction stood before the palace, hands behind his back, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.

He turned around and saw Ling Feng emerge from the light. His gaze lingered on him for a moment before he spoke: "You are more complete than before."

Ling Feng said, "The spirit rings of the divine beasts have all been completed."

The God of Destruction nodded.

"I know."

I've been watching all along.

Ling Feng paused for a moment.

"What brings you to me?"

The God of Destruction said, "You are already a priest, but your divine position has not yet been officially confirmed."

In the divine realm, a priest needs to undergo a formal investiture ceremony.

It's not a ceremony, it's a confirmation.

Confirm the strength of your connection with the divine realm, and confirm that your power matches your divine status.

Ling Feng remained silent for a while.

"And then what?"

The God of Destruction did not give a direct answer.

"After the investiture, you will be a full priest."

The divine realm will acknowledge your existence, and there will be no more boundaries preventing you from entering or leaving.

You can stay in the realm of gods, or you can live in the mortal realm.

You now have the right to choose.

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"Where can I confirm this?"

Chapter 304 Re-entering the God Realm

The God of Destruction turned around.

"Come with me."

Ling Feng followed the God of Destruction through the divine realm, walking for a long time along a path paved with gray stone slabs.

The stone slabs were covered with fine cracks, as if they had been weathered for a long time, but they were still stable when stepped on.

Low stone pillars gradually appeared on both sides of the road, like road signs or some kind of boundary markers.

At the end of the stone-paved road is a circular open space.

The ground in the center of the open space is dark gray, with intricate patterns etched on its surface, resembling an unfolded map or a page being written on.

The god of destruction stopped at the edge of the open space.

“Go to the center.”

Stand there, do nothing, think nothing.

Wait for it to finish.

Ling Feng did not hesitate and stepped inside.

As his boots touched the ground, he could feel the patterns becoming clearer under his feet, as if something was awakening from its slumber.

He stopped and closed his eyes.