Douluo Dragon King: Nine-Colored Lotus, Incinerating All Things

The Fire Li clan lives in the seventeenth level of the War God's Temple.

Having figured all this out, Lin Jin felt a sense of anticipation.

Now, his lotus flower has eight colors, and its power is boundless.

He also wanted to see the difference between his eight-colored lotus and the seven-colored lotus of the Fire Li tribe, and which one was stronger.

However, to his surprise, Chen Xinjie did not take him directly to meet the Huoli people.

Instead, he was first taken to meet a powerful figure who had heard of him before.

Yu Guanzhi, commander of the Central Army Corps, one of the two deputy hall masters of the War God Temple, and the Divine Brush Douluo.

Since returning from Xingluo, he fought against Wu Changkong, while Mu Ye encountered the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Dark Blood Demon.

At that time, Makino had a phone call with Yu Guanzhi.

Yu Guanzhi has a simple and deep-set face, most notably his hooked nose.

Although he looked like an old man with slightly graying temples, he was vigorous and had sharp eyes that gave him a rather imposing presence.

He first bowed to Chen Xinjie and addressed him as "Palace Master".

Then, curious gazes fell on Lin Jin, "You are Lin Jin?"

Lin Jin stood ramrod straight and subconsciously gave a salute to the Blood God Legion.

However, before he could even speak, Chen Xinjie said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk tsk, why aren't you all straight when you see me?"

"???" Lin Jin was full of questions.

He thought to himself: No way, Your Majesty Han Hai, this is ruining your image!

Yu Guanzhi looked at Chen Xinjie suspiciously and whispered, "You've been possessed?"

Chen Xinjie's face immediately darkened.

Yu Guanzhi chuckled, then looked at Lin Jin and said, "This is not wartime, nor is it a formal occasion, so there's no need to be so formal."

He paused, then added with praise, "At such a young age, you're already an eight-ring Soul Douluo, a four-word Battle Armor Master, and even a Federation Lieutenant General..."

"The future of the Federation is in your hands."

Lin Jin remained silent upon hearing this; how could he possibly accept such a heavy responsibility so easily?

Yu Guanzhi and Chen Xinjie exchanged a glance but didn't say anything more.

Afterwards, Yu Guanzhi and Chen Xinjie started talking, but Lin Jin couldn't hear them.

About half an hour later, Chen Xinjie stood up, patted Lin Jin on the shoulder, and said with a strange look in his eyes, "Good luck."

Then, the person disappeared.

They have obviously left.

Lin Jin had a bad feeling.

Yu Guanzhi looked at him strangely and said, "Stop looking. He couldn't have been away from the Sea God Legion for long. He's already gone back."

fart!

They clearly spent so long when they went to the Blood God Legion!

Lin Jin thought to himself that he was grumbling, but naturally he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Yu Guanzhi chuckled, clearly having guessed it, but obviously not bothered.

He simply grabbed Lin Jin's shoulder and moved him away.

He then said, "The Palace Master told me to treat you well. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."

Lin Jin: ? ? ?

Soon after, a huge metal door appeared before Lin Jin's eyes.

This is the infamous "Gates of Hell" within the Temple of War.

Yu Guanzhi threw him down and disappeared, only his voice remained in his ears.

"Push open the gates of hell, and you can enter the true Temple of War."

"The temple master said that he had promised you before that he would let you see the Fire Li Clan..."

"Uh, you might not know about the Fire Li tribe, but that's not important..."

"All you need to know is that the Fire Li Clan's innate flame is similar to your Lotus Martial Soul."

"Seeing them might do you good."

"And they are on the seventeenth floor."

Lin Jin's lips twitched. So, he had to make his own way in the world.

Originally, he thought that with Chen Xinjie's connections, he could get a direct route to success.

However, he wasn't too worried.

Because navigating the so-called "eighteen levels of hell" is not the same for everyone.

The Temple of War will make some adjustments based on the cultivator's cultivation level.

Therefore, he was confident that he could reach the seventeenth floor.

Therefore, he took a deep breath, walked step by step to the "Gates of Hell", and gently pushed it. The huge iron gate clicked open and slowly opened.

He then calmly walked inside.

The Central Legion soldiers who discovered Lin Jin standing in front of the Gates of Hell were initially just watching the spectacle.

Then they witnessed this astonishing scene, and everyone was immediately dumbfounded.

It should be known that the gates of hell cannot be opened without a force of at least three thousand catties.

For Lin Jin, this was like a tickle.

However, the Central Legion is not like the Blood God Legion. Every member of the Central Legion is a prodigy, and those who can fight on the front lines are all Soul Masters of the fourth ring or above.

Three thousand catties was a terrifying amount of strength for the vast majority of soldiers in the Central Army Corps.

Lin Jin was so young.

Chapter 177 A Sweep Across the Board

Stepping into the "Gates of Hell," the heavy, massive iron gate behind me slammed shut with a "Duang."

It was dark inside, and the ground beneath your feet seemed to sink, as if you had stepped into a downward elevator.

Lin Jin remained calm and composed.

A moment later, his vision brightened, and a sense of presence entered his senses before his eyes could see.

Clearly, he came alone and did not experience the treatment of coming as a group, having to fight his way down the ranks.

However, those who guard the gate are clearly not treated like ordinary people.

"You are Lin Jin?" The arrogant man stared at Lin Jin.

His face clearly showed two words: defiance.

He said, "I've heard your name more than once."

"Everyone calls you a prodigy and praises you to the skies."

"But today I will let you know that none of those who can become the God of War are not geniuses."

"You are not special."

Lin Jin just watched him silently without interrupting.

This is the tolerance of a superior towards a subordinate.

After all, he is a lieutenant general.

Despite his status as a war god, the opposing side was only a major general.

He treated it as a work report.

Seeing that Lin Jin ignored him, the arrogant man's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "I am one of the Eighteen War Gods..."

"Are you done talking?" Lin Jin finally spoke, showing no interest in the other person's name.

Once he was certain the other party had nothing more to say, his spiritual power, now at the late stage of the Spirit Realm, suddenly erupted.

The threads of the "Divine Robe" intertwined to form a blood-red longsword, which slashed directly into the mind of the arrogant man.

The arrogant man's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

Eighteen War Gods, Level 91 Title Douluo, Three-Word Battle Armor Master, Federal Major General.

They had no chance to make a move against Lin Jin.

It's not that the opponent isn't strong, it's just that Lin Jin is too powerful right now.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that his spiritual power was only at the late stage of the Spirit Abyss Realm alone created a vast gap between him and Lin Jin.

It's no joke that a single glance could subdue someone.

This scene was also displayed on the screen in front of all the gatekeepers arranged by Yu Guanzhi.

Everyone who had been nonchalant suddenly became serious.

"Late stage of the Spirit Realm!"

"Wasn't he supposed to be under sixteen?"

"How is this possible?"

The Blood God Legion is "independent".

Lin Jin's achievements are astonishing; even his military rank information has been synchronized with the military's official website.

But because it is so astonishing, not just anyone can access his information.

Even the eighteen war gods of the Temple of War were the same.

Therefore, Lin Jin had a reputation before, but that was all information from before he joined the Blood God Legion.