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

"Two tigers cannot share one mountain. They fear the rise of the ancient family and that the Panlong Staff will one day overwhelm them."

"so……"

"So...they made their move?"

"good…"

Qianjun Douluo closed his eyes. "That day, your second grandfather and I were lured away from the mountain. Someone spread false news that they had discovered the traces of a 100,000-year-old soul beast. We rushed there, only to find nothing."

"By the time we realized something was wrong and rushed back into the mountains..."

He couldn't continue.

Demon-Slaying Douluo slammed his fist on the table, shattering the solid wood table with a crash.

"Of the more than three hundred clansmen, not one survived except for your father."

Ling Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

More than three hundred.

His relatives, his clan, his roots.

They're all dead.

"Your father was only six years old at the time."

Qianjun Douluo opened his eyes, his eyes reddening. "He was hidden in the cellar by your grandfather and watched as his parents, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, cousins ​​and nephews fell one by one into pools of blood."

"That night, the ancestral home of the Qian Gu family was awash in blood, and corpses littered the ground."

Qian Gu Xiaoye stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to the crowd.

"Forty-four years have passed."

His voice was hoarse, “For forty-four years, I have dreamed of that night every single night.”

"I dreamt of the look in my father's eyes when he stuffed me into the cellar, I dreamt of my mother's screams as she shielded me from a knife outside, I dreamt of those beasts' maniacal laughter as they killed people and looted their souls."

He turned around, his eyes already bloodshot.

"Yu Tianxiao, the then patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, level 95, personally killed my father."

“Yu Chengkun, the second elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, level 94, stole my father’s soul bone.”

"Tang Mingyuan, the second elder of Haotian Sect, level ninety-three, killed my mother and three uncles."

"Tang Zhen was young then, and he went along too, his hands stained with the blood of my Qian Gu family."

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately, each name carrying a deep-seated hatred.

Ling Feng stood up and walked to his father.

"and after?"

"Later..." Qian Gu Xiaoye took a deep breath, "Later, your two grandfathers rushed back, but it was too late."

"They chased Baili and severely injured Yu Chengkun and Tang Mingyuan, but Yu Tianxiao led a large force to meet them. They dared not linger and could only retreat back to the Spirit Hall with me."

Qianjun Douluo continued, "After that, my brother and I always wanted to take revenge."

"But Tang Chen was still stationed at the Haotian Sect at that time, a level 99 peerless Douluo. We dared not act rashly and could only endure it."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo said coldly, "Later, Tang Mingyuan succumbed to his injuries and died."

"Yu Chengkun went into seclusion for ten years and broke through to level 95 before emerging. At that time, my elder brother and I were already level 96 titled Douluo. My elder brother and I blocked his way into the Star Dou Great Forest, beat him half to death, stripped him of his soul bones, and snapped his neck."

"pity."

He paused, "None of the soul bones on his body are of the powerful kind. The real murderer, Yu Tianxiao, is still alive and has broken through to level ninety-six."

"Until more than a decade ago, we seized the opportunity and killed him in one fell swoop. The Blue Point Tyrannosaurus Rex family was severely damaged, leaving only Yu Yuanzhen to struggle to support the family."

"If it weren't for fear of Tang Chen, the old lady would have wiped out that Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan long ago!"

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

"Father, how long have you been waiting for this day?"

Qian Gu Xiao Ye looked at him and said, slowly and deliberately, "Forty years."

Forty years.

From a six-year-old child to a level 93 Title Douluo.

Forty years of hatred, forty years of forbearance, forty years of waiting.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Don't worry, Father."

He said softly, "Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, Haotian Sect, none of them will escape. More than three hundred lives, the blood debt must be repaid in blood."

He looked at Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo: "Grandpas, who among those who participated in this matter back then is still alive?"

Qianjun Douluo thought for a moment and said, "Yu Yuanzhen was still young at the time and did not participate directly, but he knew about this matter and received a share of the benefits afterward."

"As for the Haotian Sect, the sect leader from back then is dead, but the descendants of several elders are still alive. Tang Zhen later had two sons, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao."

Ling Feng nodded and silently made a note of it.

“Tang Zhen is dead,” he said. “But it is only natural for sons to pay for their fathers’ debts. Tang Xiao and Tang Hao cannot escape.”

Tuoba hope watched his grandson with eyes full of satisfaction. He stood up and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder.

“Good child, your old grandfather will come with you.”

Ling Feng nodded and then looked at his father.

“Father, you are now a level 95 Title Douluo. Together with your two grandfathers, you are enough to wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.”

"Tang Chen hasn't walked on the main road for many years. I wonder where he died. Since the Spirit Hall wants to win over all the spirit masters in the world, we should show them our methods."

"The destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family is a perfect example."

Qian Gu Xiao Ye laughed.

That smile was exactly like Ling Feng's—cold, repressed, and filled with overwhelming killing intent.

"it is good."

He said, slowly and deliberately, "I'm waiting for that day."

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

Seven figures stood silently.

Leading the group was Qian Gu Xiao Ye, dressed in a long black robe, standing with his hands behind his back.

Beside him, Dugu Bo was surrounded by a faint dark green mist.

His eyes had returned to normal color, but the chilling aura around them had become even more profound.

Two titled Douluo led a team to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to attend a banquet.

Behind them stood three teenagers.

Behind the three stood ten elite members of the Spirit Hall, all chosen by the major halls, exuding murderous intent and imposing aura.

Further away, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo stood with their hands behind their backs. Although they were not accompanying them, their eyes were fixed on this side.

If anything goes wrong, the two level 97 Super Douluos will arrive immediately.

Such a lineup is enough to terrify any force.

Qian Gu Xiaoye turned around and looked at the three children.

"Is everything ready?"

Ling Feng nodded: "Ready."

Qian Gu Xiaoye's gaze lingered on his son for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. But he said nothing, only nodded.

"Set off."

……

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is located on Mount Lingjiu within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire.

The mountain gate was majestic, and the pavilions stood in rows, exuding an air of wealth and grandeur. As the wealthiest sect on the continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's pomp and circumstance were indeed unmatched by ordinary forces.

At this moment, the area outside the mountain gate is already bustling with traffic.

Delegations from the two great empires, representatives from various sects, and patriarchs of major families all came to offer their congratulations.

The 100-day celebration of the little princess of Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, is a grand event for the entire continent.

Inside the mountain gate, guests came and went in an endless stream.

Ning Fengzhi stood in front of the reception desk, smiling, and exchanged pleasantries with the guests.

Behind him stood two people: Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, the Stabilizing Needle of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Chapter 58 Clash of Titans, Angry Rebuke of the Prince

"The delegation from the Heavenly Dou Empire has arrived!"

"The Star Luo Empire delegation has arrived!"

With two shouts of greeting, the two massive teams arrived at the mountain gate almost simultaneously.

The leader of the Heaven Dou Empire was Prince Xue Xing, followed by more than a dozen Soul Masters, among whom were four Soul Douluos.

The leader of the Star Luo Empire was Zhu Wuchang, who also brought a large number of followers.

The two sides exchanged a glance and saw the hostility in each other's eyes, but at this moment, on the territory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, neither dared to act rashly.

Ning Fengzhi greeted them with a smile: "The presence of the two princes is an honor to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Prince Xuexing cupped his hands and smiled, "Sect Leader Ning, you are too kind. How could my Heavenly Dou Empire not attend your sect's little princess's 100-day celebration?"

Zhu Wuchang also laughed and said, "That's right, that's right. It's just a small gift, nothing to show your respect."

The two presented their congratulatory gifts, which Ning Fengzhi accepted one by one. He then instructed someone to lead them to their seats.