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

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "No need for formalities. You are Xiao Feng's maternal grandfather, so you are one of us. Of course, I will take care of matters concerning my own people."

Ling Feng watched from the side, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The Spirit Hall's strength is growing at an astonishing rate.

As for himself, at level thirty-five, with his third soul ring of 38,000 years, along with his body impervious to ice and fire and his high-level Soul Emperor-level mental power, he is also gradually becoming stronger.

One month later, outside the Hall of Worship in Wuhun City.

Tuoba hope stood in the square in front of the palace, his aura solid and steady.

"Ready?" Qianjun Douluo walked to his side, looked him up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

"A solid foundation, a stable aura, and a 70,000-year-old soul ring—are you confident?"

Tuoba hope took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Demon-Slaying Douluo also walked out of the hall and stood side by side with Thousand-Pound Douluo.

The two look 90% alike, and when they stand together, they have a natural and unspoken understanding.

"Since it's a matter between our in-laws, we brothers should do our best."

Demon-Slaying Douluo rarely showed a smile, "A 70,000-year-old dragon-type soul beast, there just happens to be a suitable one over in the sea."

Tuoba hope was taken aback: "Father-in-law?"

Qianjun Douluo laughed and said, "Your daughter married Xiaoye, who is a junior we've watched grow up. So, in a way, aren't you and us related by marriage?"

Tuoba hope was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Good! Good! With my two in-laws making a move, I entrust my life to you!"

Ling Feng watched from the side, a slight smile playing on his lips.

With the two elders, Qianjun and Jiangmo, personally taking action, the chances of obtaining the grandfather's soul ring are virtually nil.

Half an hour later, three figures took to the air and flew away into the distance.

An endless blue ocean stretches out beneath your feet, dotted with occasional small islands.

The sea breeze carries a salty, fishy smell.

“Go east,” said Qianjun Douluo. “There is a deep-sea canyon there, where many deep-sea soul beasts gather.”

"Among them is a 70,000-year-old abyssal dragon lizard, which possesses a faint dragon bloodline and is quite compatible with the Earth Dragon Martial Soul."

Abyss Dragon Lizard, 70,000 years old, with dragon bloodline...

After flying for another half day, the color of the sea ahead suddenly deepened, turning from azure to dark blue, like an abyss.

"arrive."

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Chapter 45 The Holy Dragon Sect Joins the Spirit Hall

The Demon-Slaying Douluo said, "Below is the deep-sea canyon. That beast is hiding in the deepest part."

The four people floated in mid-air, looking down at the sea below.

The sea was eerily calm, without a single ripple.

However, the three of them could clearly sense that a massive aura was hidden beneath the unfathomable depths of the sea.

The aura was cold and violent, carrying a faint hint of dragon might.

"Father-in-law, are you ready?" asked Qianjun Douluo.

Tuoba hope took a deep breath and activated his martial spirit.

A phantom of a silver-white holy dragon appeared behind him, its scales gleaming and its eyes majestic.

His aura reached its peak, and he unleashed his level 90 soul power without reservation.

"Ready."

“Alright.” Qianjun Douluo looked at Jiangmo Douluo, “Second brother, let’s join forces and finish this quickly.”

The Demon-Slaying Douluo nodded.

Both of them simultaneously possessed their martial spirits—the Panlong Staff in their hands, two identical long staffs radiating terrifying pressure.

"Go down!"

Two figures plunged into the sea like shooting stars, disappearing instantly into the deep blue water.

The sea exploded, and towering waves shot into the sky.

Two immense auras were clashing fiercely, the auras of Qianjun and Jiangmo, the two retainers, were like two blazing suns.

The abyssal dragon lizard's aura was like that of a demon from the abyss, struggling and fighting back frantically.

The seawater churned, and giant waves surged.

Golden light occasionally shot out from the seabed; that was the power of the Coiled Dragon Staff.

The battle lasted for a full half hour.

Finally, a mournful cry came from the seabed, and then the massive body of the abyssal dragon lizard rose to the surface.

It was a terrifying behemoth over thirty meters long, resembling a lizard but covered in jet-black scales, with a row of sharp bone spurs growing on its back.

Its head was grotesque, and dark red blood was still flowing from its mouth.

The 70,000-year-old abyssal dragon lizard has perished.

With a flash of golden light, Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo burst out of the sea and landed on the dragon lizard's corpse.

Both of them were breathing steadily, though their clothes were somewhat disheveled, indicating that the battle had not taken a heavy toll on them.

“Father-in-law, it’s your turn.” Qianjun Douluo beckoned to Tuoba hope.

Tuoba hope took a deep breath, leaped down, and landed beside the dragon lizard.

He looked at the enormous creature, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. A 70,000-year-old soul beast—in the past, he wouldn't have even dared to dream of such a thing.

But right now, it's right in front of me.

"Thank you both, my dear in-laws." He bowed deeply to Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo.

"We're family, no need for formalities." Demon-Slaying Douluo waved his hand. "Hurry up and absorb it, we'll protect you."

Tuoba hope nodded, sat down cross-legged, and began to guide the slowly rising 70,000-year soul ring.

Even though Tuoba hope was a level 90 quasi-title Douluo, absorbing a 70,000-year spirit ring was still extremely risky, given his advanced age.

Moreover, this 70,000-year soul ring is comparable in quality to an ordinary 90,000-year soul beast.

Sure enough, the moment the spirit ring entered his body, Tuoba hope's body trembled violently.

His brows were furrowed, veins bulged on his forehead, and his aura was extremely unstable, fluctuating between strong and weak.

The 70,000-year-old soul ring throbbed violently on his body, as if it might break free at any moment.

"Stay calm!" Thousand-Pound Douluo shouted in a low voice, "Circulate your soul power and guide it!"

Tuoba hope gritted his teeth and desperately channeled his soul power to fight against the violent power of the soul ring.

Time passed by, second by second.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

As the sun was about to sink below the horizon, Tuoba hope's aura finally stabilized.

The 70,000-year-old soul ring slowly merged into his body, completely becoming one with his martial soul.

He opened his eyes, and two beams of silvery-white light shot out from them, each over three feet long.

"It's done." Tuoba hope stood up, feeling the surging power within him, his voice trembling slightly.

"Seventy thousand years... I have finally stepped into the realm of Title Douluo."

His soul power fluctuations stabilized at level 91.5.

Qianjun Douluo walked over and patted Tuoba Xi on the shoulder: "Father-in-law, congratulations."

"With his martial spirit paired with the soul ring of a 70,000-year-old abyssal dragon lizard, his future is limitless."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo nodded: "Let's go home. The Spirit Hall has gained another Title Douluo, this is great news."

The four of them took to the air and flew towards the mainland.

Behind them, the corpse of the abyssal dragon lizard gradually sank into the sea, becoming new nutrients for this area.

However, the Spirit Hall welcomed a brand new Title Douluo.

Half a month later, in the Hall of Offerings in Wuhun City.

A grand banquet is underway.

Tuoba hope sat upright beside the main seat, his aura solid and powerful, clearly indicating that he was already a level 91 Title Douluo.

Standing beside him were several elderly men with white hair, all of whom were elders of the Holy Dragon Sect. At this moment, they were all so excited that tears streamed down their faces.

"Sect Master... no, Ancestor, you've really broken through!"

An elder said in a trembling voice, "The Holy Dragon Sect has been established for hundreds of years, and finally it has produced its first Title Douluo!"

Tuoba hope waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's not just me."

He stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, finally settling on Qian Gu Xiaoye.

"Xiaoye, why don't you say a few words?"

Qian Gu Xiao Ye nodded slightly, stood up, and activated his martial spirit.

The phantom of the Dark Holy Dragon appeared behind him, its nine spirit rings pulsating up and down, the ninth spirit ring being a deep red!

A 100,000-year soul ring!