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

She felt her heartbeat synchronizing with a more distant rhythm.

She stood before the angel statue, feeling as if she had already crossed that threshold.

She looked down at her hands; the halo of light at her fingertips had stabilized, no longer flickering or flowing, as if it had found its place.

She turned and walked towards the entrance of the offering hall.

Her steps were steady, and each step she took gave a solid feel to the ground.

As she pushed open the palace door, the morning light poured in from the threshold, falling on her with the unique dampness and crispness of the early morning.

Ling Feng stood under the old locust tree, holding a cup of tea in his hand, the tea still steaming slightly, as he watched her walk out of the offering hall.

Qian Renxue took the cup of tea from his hand, took a sip, and the warmth of the tea spread from her throat to her chest, as if gently confirming everything she had experienced.

She looked up into the distance, where the morning light was spreading, falling on the city walls, rooftops, treetops, and fields further away. She felt a steady rhythm forming between her heartbeat and the pulse of the earth.

The moment Qian Renxue stepped out of the threshold of the offering hall, the morning light just passed over the top of the courtyard wall and fell on the crown of the old locust tree, dyeing the edges of the leaves with a thin layer of gold.

She stood on the veranda, holding the cup of tea that Ling Feng had handed her, the warmth of the tea slowly transferring from the cup to her fingertips.

She felt the power that had just settled within her body lying quietly, as if waiting for her to decide what to do next, and she knew that it no longer needed to wait.

Ling Feng stood beside her, not holding any tea, but simply stood quietly with her for a while.

He glanced at her sideways, then looked away, offering no comment on her ascension to godhood, but simply remarking, "The moss in the courtyard looks greener today than it did yesterday."

After saying that, as if he felt his statement deserved confirmation, he added, "It could be due to the lighting. Or it could be something else."

Qian Renxue said, "Perhaps the tea you brewed was better than yesterday's."

Ling Feng did not refute.

When Qian Daoliu walked out of the side door of the offering hall, he was not carrying scissors or a flowerpot.

He walked into the yard, stopped under the old locust tree, and looked up at the canopy for a while.

He didn't look at Qian Renxue, nor did he speak, like an old tree that was growing and checking the rings of another tree.

Chapter 315 Breaking Through the Boundary Barrier, Divine Power Surges into Douluo Continent

After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice low, as if talking to himself: "Before, when you stood under this tree, you were a head shorter than it. Now, when you stand here, it looks like the tree is about your height."

Qian Renxue said, "That tree has grown a bit too."

Qian Daoliu did not reply, but turned and walked back into the offering hall, his steps slower and lighter than when he came.

Jin Chen heard the news in the cafeteria.

When Ning Rongrong ran over from the side hall to tell him about this, he was drinking porridge.

He didn't put down the bowl. He finished the porridge, put the bowl on the table, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Then we'll have to add a dish for lunch today."

Ning Rongrong asked him, "What dishes do you want to add?"

Jin Chen thought for a moment: "Braised pork. She used to like braised pork. I wonder if she still does now."

Ning Rongrong said, "Then I'll go tell the kitchen."

She turned and ran towards the kitchen, her steps lighter than usual.

Tang San was in a small courtyard in the east of the city.

He was taking the repaired dagger out of its cloth sheath to check the blade when he heard the sound of the courtyard gate being gently pushed open. He looked up and saw Ah Yin standing at the door, carrying a basket of freshly picked vegetables.

She put down her shopping basket and said, "That saintess has crossed over today."

Tang San put the dagger back into its cloth sheath: "I know."

He didn't ask any more questions, but he kept the words "overcame it" in his mind for a while, as if confirming that a new marker had been placed on the timeline.

The streets of Wuhun City were quieter than usual. The ordinary soul masters and people in the city did not know exactly what had happened, but they sensed the passage of that aura.

The breakfast vendor suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he remembered something he had forgotten. He stood there for a while, then continued frying dough sticks.

An elderly man who was walking his bird stopped and watched the bird in the cage shake its feathers, as if nothing had happened, or as if everything that had just happened had already settled on the tip of its feathers.

The old man chuckled softly, then turned and slowly strolled home.

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian stood by the lake, his golden vertical pupils gazing at the distant sky. He could sense the outline of that aura spreading outwards, like a stone that had fallen into the water, with ripples spreading across the entire lake surface.

Gu Yuena rose from the lake, her long silver hair hanging down to the surface of the water.

She began by saying, "She has become a god."

Di Tian nodded: "I sensed it. That aura was very stable, different from the previous one; it was softer, but also farther away."

Gu Yuena thought for a moment: "She waited a few more years than that person."

Di Tian did not respond.

Gu Yuena glanced at him, said nothing more, and sank into the lake.

In the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi was reviewing several documents when his pen stopped.

He put down his pen, looked out the window for a while, and asked, "Did you feel it?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood by the window: "I can feel it. Another god has been added to this continent."

Ning Fengzhi said, "That matter came about faster than I expected."

Chen Xin said, "It's not that fast. She's been preparing for quite a while, but no one has been urging her."

Ning Fengzhi didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and continued to review the documents, turning the pages more slowly than before, as if he was writing that sentence into a blank space on a certain page.

The former site of the Haotian Sect, its mountain gate tightly shut.

The elder guarding the mountain gate sat on the stone steps. He looked up at the sky, where gray clouds were moving slowly, showing no signs of anything unusual. But he knew that something had just passed by him.

He said in a low voice, "First it was that child from the Qian family, and now it's the girl from the Qian family. This generation has really gone far."

He was silent for a moment, as if calculating something, then added, "It's about time."

He put the broom back in the corner, slowly stood up, and walked back inside.

As the sun sets, the lights of Wuhun City gradually come on, and the aroma of dinner wafts through the streets and alleys.

Qian Renxue sat on the veranda, holding the cup of tea that she had already finished, without refilling it.

She felt the power within her body quietly waiting, as if anticipating her next use.

The leaves of the old locust tree swayed gently in the night breeze, and moonlight filtered through the branches, falling on her knees.

Qian Renxue looked down at her hands for a while, then put them down and placed them on her knees.

Ling Feng came out of the house and sat down beside her. He didn't ask her how she was feeling, but just sat with her and listened to the sound of the wind passing through the leaves.

It was an ordinary evening.

The city walls of Wuhun Capital were dyed dark red by the setting sun. Pedestrians on the streets returned home one after another, and smoke rose from the rooftops, only to be dispersed by the wind in mid-air.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue stood side by side on the city wall, looking at the fields in the distance covered by the sunset.

They had been standing there for a while, and no one had said a word.

The wind blew in from the fields, carrying the scent of hay and earth, swirling around them before dissipating.

Ling Feng broke the silence: "Have you felt it? In recent months, the aura of the lower realm has become increasingly heavy."

Qian Renxue said, "I can feel it. That boundary barrier is thicker than before."

He paused for a moment: "It's getting thicker, and the rate of thickening is accelerating. If this continues, the rules of the divine realm will completely close off the lower realm. Future generations may never have the chance to become gods again."

Qian Renxue did not answer.

She lowered her head, looking at the blue bricks at the foot of the city wall, and after a while said, "Then let's open it."

Ling Feng turned his head to look at her, as if to confirm her meaning.

Qian Renxue did not avoid his gaze: "You are now the God of Destruction, and I am the God of Angels. If the two of us work together, we should be able to tear open a crack large enough for divine power to penetrate."

She didn't use words like "I think" or "maybe," as if she had already considered the matter, carefully weighed all the possibilities, and finally came to this conclusion.

Ling Feng said, "It will consume a lot of energy."

Qian Renxue said, "I know."

Ling Feng stood there for a while, as if completing the final confirmation, before he said, "Then let's do it tomorrow."

As they left the city walls, the last rays of light on the horizon were being swallowed by the night.

The city lights gradually came on, like stars reflected in the sky on the ground.

The next morning, they met in the courtyard in front of the main hall.

Ling Feng stood under the old locust tree, and Qian Renxue stood opposite him.

Neither of them spoke, and the air was filled with the coolness of the morning light.

As if they had agreed beforehand, they simultaneously began to unleash their power.

A beam of light, interwoven with purple and gold, rose from their location, shooting straight into the sky, piercing through the clouds, and penetrating the barrier of the divine realm.

At that moment, the entire sky trembled.

The people of Wuhun City looked up and saw that the light was slowly expanding, forming a crack.

The edges of the crack gleamed with purple and gold light, like a torn wound.

The light made no sound, but the entire world seemed to hold its breath.

Chapter 316 Breakthroughs Abound, Like Bamboo Shoots After Rain

The crack continued to widen, transforming from a thin line into an open door.

A dense divine power surged from the crack, like a silent tide, seeping into the lower realm along the edge of the crack.

The previously severed connections are now being reconnected.

Qian Daoliu stood at the entrance of the Hall of Worship. He could feel the divine power surging into his body, and the bottlenecks he thought were stable were loosening again.

He closed his eyes, as if a long-closed window had finally been opened by the wind.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood up from the training ground. He could feel his martial soul being reactivated by the surging power.