Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Tianyun was enveloped in the yellowish-brown mud. After slightly relieving his strength, he couldn't help but spit out blood. However, when he looked around at the group of knights and dragons who were only unconscious, a little relief appeared in his eyes.

The other members of the Holy Dragon Knights, including the War God Yue Wuya and the War God Li Feng, were basically all drawn down by him. They were all seriously injured and unconscious, without even consciousness.

The swirling swamp began to thicken, sealing the Holy Dragon Knights, including Tianyun, beneath the earth, with only their heads sticking out, creating a somewhat humiliating scene.

A figure appeared before them; it was Yan, who had remained undetected by Tianyun and the others throughout the battle. He glanced at Tianyun, whose lips were stained with blood, and said with some surprise, "You should still have the strength to fight back. Why don't you give it a try again?"

"Why does the Divine Lord mock us for overestimating our abilities? Although Tianyun is not strong enough, he still has insight. You have long surpassed the limits of the human realm and are not someone we can contend with. This time, we should thank you for showing mercy and sparing our lives."

Tianyun glanced at the unconscious Holy Dragon Knights around him, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. He and the other Holy Dragon Knights had been somewhat arrogant, thinking that once Star Dragon Rain appeared, he would be invincible in the human realm and could even fight against gods.

However, reality gave them a resounding slap in the face. It was clear that Yan hadn't even used his full strength, yet he easily defeated them single-handedly, completely crushing them. This made him clearly understand the gap between the top mortal experts and god-level powerhouses.

"There's no need for such flattery. Although I spared your lives, it doesn't mean I've let you off the hook. I've never been good with those who offend me."

Yan looked down at Tianyun and said, "Last time in the Orc Empire, there was a necromancer named Tianlu who didn't know what was good for him, so I had him sent to the Underworld. Before he died, he said that he was your older brother. Is that true?"

“Heaven, Heavenly Blessing.”

Tianyun's calm and gentle face suddenly became agitated. Upon hearing the news of Tianlu's death, he could no longer suppress his emotions and broke down instantly.

After a moment of excitement, Tianyun slowly closed his eyes to suppress his emotions and continued, "Tianlu is indeed my elder brother. I wonder what the Divine Lord means by mentioning this matter."

Yan's gaze changed slightly. "You are flexible and adaptable, and you don't let your emotions affect your actions. Tianyun, you are a talented person. No wonder you are valued by Sudirman, the God of Light in the Heavenly Realm. I am interested in what Sudirman taught you. Can you fulfill my wish?"

Chapter 660 The Mysterious Ral

"Although Professor Sudirman emphasized that I should not pass on the knowledge, I am willing to take responsibility for this sin if it can appease my seniors and make them forgive us."

Tianyun's choice was not unexpected for Yan. For the sake of the members of the Holy Dragon Knights, he was still very flexible and spoke very nicely. Yan felt that even if he really had the intention to kill, it would be difficult to make a move against such a cooperative guy.

"You really know how to be pragmatic. This is Tianlu's keepsake; consider it an exchange between us!"

Yan casually tossed a cloak aside, which rolled to the ground, revealing a gemstone wrapped inside. When Tianyun saw the gemstone, a complex expression appeared in his eyes, with a hint of nostalgia swirling within them.

Tianyun nodded, and a ball of light appeared on the ground. He looked at the two relics, tears welling in his eyes. "Thank you, Divine Lord. Actually, thinking about it carefully, I shouldn't have let him go back then. He lived for nearly two hundred years; he didn't die young..."

"I think we'll meet again someday."

Yan casually took Tianyun's magic bag, then left with Moyue. Long after they left, Tianyun suddenly sprang out of the ground.

"what……"

Tianyun suddenly knelt down, looked up and shouted. A burst of white light rose from his body, and tears streamed down his face onto the red cloak in front of him. This dragon mage, who had lived for over a hundred years, was now filled with sorrow.

Tianyun buried her head in her red robe, hiding his pained expression. "Brother, why were you so foolish back then? It was my fault, all my fault."

……

"Master, where are we going now?!"

On a mountain path at the foot of White Smoke Mountain, Mo Yue rode a fine horse given to her by someone else, while Yan held the beautiful demon princess behind her. Mo Yue seemed to notice that Yan's arms were lifting higher and higher, and she became uneasy. She quickly tried to calm Yan down with words.

"Moon, I remember that the city of Ques is just ahead. I think we can rest there for a while."

Although Yan trusted the female knight's riding skills, he always had to hold something while riding in the carriage out of habit. When he held Mo Yue's delicate body, his hands moved naturally, which was just an unconscious action. Yan dared to swear to God that he did not do it on purpose.

"Humph!"

Mo Yue snorted coldly at Yan's attempt to cover up his actions, pulled on the reins with both hands, and the horse let out a joyful neigh, charging towards the direction of Kuis City.

The city of Kuis has been bustling with activity due to the treasure hunt, and it is now quite prosperous. Yan and Moyue have changed their appearance after entering the city.

Yan became the knight who controlled the reins, while Mo Yue nestled in her arms like a docile lamb, exerting no effort at all. Yan was happy to do so, enjoying the closeness of her voluptuous body.

After arriving at the city's commercial district, Mo Yue and Yan decided to go shopping. Yan had no objection to this, but he soon regretted it. Women really go crazy when they have money to shop, and soon he was covered in all sorts of things.

After resting for a while on the way, the two arrived at a hotel and checked into a room. Feeling like he was about to be ruined, Yan lay down on the bed in a starfish position. Accompanying Mo Yue shopping was even more tiring than fighting the Holy Dragon Knights. He even began to doubt whether he was a god.

Mo Yue leaned over to massage Yan's sore muscles, giggling, "Master, you've worked hard. You can't blame me, okay? Girls just like these little things."

Yan rolled his eyes at her, not wanting to say anything more. Mo Yue smiled and came over to snuggle up to him again, gently stroking his shoulder with her head, making him feel very comfortable.

Yan felt his fatigue dissipate like the tide, opened his eyes and teased, "Moon, if you keep teasing me and I can't wait to eat, I'll eat you first."

Mo Yue playfully punched him, "You're so annoying."

Yan flipped over and pinned her down, feeling her supple and delicate body, and chuckled, "Hehe, you don't believe me?"

Mo Yue gave me a provocative look, then looked up and bit his shoulder. Yan cried out in pain and seized the opportunity to retaliate fiercely. The two of them, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, were naturally out of control.

"Don't look, she needs to get dressed."

After a long time, in the same place, Mo Yue angrily pushed away Yan's restless hands. This person was so annoying; he always liked to cause trouble when she was doing important things.

While preventing Mo Yue from getting dressed, Yan stared at her body with fascination, saying, "What's wrong with looking at it? Wasn't it just now... Hey, You."

Mo Yue pinched him in embarrassment and annoyance, and Yan let out a strange cry and rolled onto her again. Mo Yue rolled her eyes at him helplessly, and once again took the initiative to apologize with her body.

The two of them stayed from dawn till dusk and from dusk till dawn, and no one noticed that the food delivered to their door by the hotel had gone cold until the next morning.

Yan woke up again in bed, glanced at Mo Yue beside him, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He leaned down and gently pulled the sleeping beauty closer, lowered his head to kiss her red lips, and pinched her cute little nose with his other hand.

Mo Yue was not awake at first. After she couldn't breathe through her nose, she subconsciously opened her mouth, and the mischievous little red carp was easily tasted by someone.

After a while, she swayed her body, trying to shake Yan off. I greedily enjoyed myself for a long time before letting go, pressing my head against her face, and patting the spot that felt best. "Little lazybones, get up."

Mo Yue took two deep breaths, opened her blurry eyes, wrinkled her nose, and playfully punched him, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying, why are you pinching my nose? Are you trying to suffocate me?"

Do you think I'd be willing to do that?

Yan Zao had once again satisfied his desire to bully her. He lazily rolled over and lay on the bed, watching Mo Yue put on her clothes. This time, he didn't do anything naughty. Mo Yue eventually walked out of the room wearing a dark blue dress.

This long dress cinched her waist, showcasing her stunning figure and exuding an amazing allure. Her long black hair flowed behind her, making her radiate captivating charm.

"Moon, I think you should wear another coat. These are all mine."

Yan hugged Mo Yue from behind, gently sniffing her neck and shoulders, poking her slender waist and pointing to her alluring figure, displaying a greedy possessiveness.

Mo Yue obediently put on an outer garment that obscured her figure, turned her head and cupped Yan's head, saying as if coaxing a child, "Yes, yes, yes, Yue'er is all yours, good master."

Yan led Mo Yue away from the hotel and they walked into the bustling streets of Kuis City. There were all sorts of goods and trinkets here. Yesterday, Mo Yue probably had almost bought up half a street. Today, as soon as she appeared, many people enthusiastically came up to introduce her to the shops. Yan couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Do you want to buy anything today?"

"With so many people gathered around, who's interested in buying anything? Let's go!"

Mo Yue wrinkled her nose and shook her head in dissatisfaction. It was true that she liked shopping, but she didn't like being the object of other people's stares. Besides, these people were so enthusiastic in their sales pitches; who knew what they were thinking about ripping them off?

Looking at Mo Yue's adorable appearance, Yan couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her nose. Just as the two were about to leave Kuis City, they suddenly stopped.

"What a handsome man."

Just as Yan Zheng was wondering how he had run into Lei Xiang again, he suddenly heard Mo Yue scream. He subconsciously followed her gaze and his eyes narrowed.

He saw a tall, slender man, a man with an unusual aura. More importantly, this man was about to walk towards the city gate, where Lei Xiang, Pan Zong, and Jin Yin had suddenly appeared.

Yan carefully examined the man. He was of average height, with broad but not thick shoulders, and long blue hair cascading down his back. He had delicate features, slightly curved eyebrows, a hint of femininity, fair skin, a straight nose, and bright eyes. If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his neck that confirmed his identity, it would be easy to mistake him for a woman disguised as a man.

This man was also very well dressed. He wore a snow-white scholar's robe, which was spotless. He had a wide belt around his waist with gold trim and a turquoise stone inlaid in the center. He also wore a white ribbon with a turquoise stone on it.

A long sword with a snow-white scabbard hung beside his belt, with a foot-long yellow silk pendant dangling from the hilt. It didn't look like a weapon of death at all, but rather like an ornament.

The man in white heard Mo Yue's voice from a great distance. He turned around with a hint of helplessness, but noticed Yan, and his expression changed slightly.

He glanced at Yan and nodded slightly, then smiled and nodded to Mo Yue, saying, "Miss, it's best not to use the word 'beautiful' to describe a man. I'd rather hear you say I'm handsome."

"Or rather, charm, right?"

Yan picked up the conversation, and a hint of surprise flashed in the white-robed man's eyes. "We probably don't know each other, but I didn't expect that such a powerful person as you would appear in the human realm. I think we will meet again in the future. By the way, my name is Lar."

"Lord Ral is here for Lei Xiang."

Yan continued, following his train of thought. By this time, he was basically certain of the man's identity. Although encountering such a powerful figure was somewhat unexpected, Yan had faced a god without flinching when he was still a mortal, so he naturally wouldn't show any fear now.

"You know him? His name is Lei Xiang?"

As Lar spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Lei Xiang. He had descended to the mortal realm specifically for this man. Although the God King had given the order, he was still worried and wanted to come and see for himself.

Yan nodded and then sighed, "Lei Xiang and I are friends, I would say. He was very lucky to have gained the approval of a certain being, who is now in eternal slumber. You're too late."

"No one expected him to make such a choice. I was indeed too late."

Lal's tone was somewhat complicated; he felt a little guilty towards the one who passed on the divine position to Lei Xiang.

The events of that year had been foreshadowed, but just as Lucifer favored Theomandis, he was also closer to Gabriel. Therefore, when Gabriel was injured, these angels...

Chapter 661 Celestial Realm's Thoughts

“Mr. Ral, there are some things that I shouldn’t be saying. Since some things are wrong and in the past, it’s best not to make the same mistake again.”

On the streets of the human realm, Yan would definitely be a little flustered if he suddenly encountered a first-level god, but after a brief exchange with Raphael, who was using the alias Ral, he regained his usual composure.

Raphael is very strong and must have seen through his cultivation level, but this person most likely doesn't know his origins and only thinks of him as a powerful figure from the human realm. If that's the case, Yan only needs to act calmly and normally, and this matter can be easily resolved.

While Yan was speaking, Nalar kept his eyes fixed on Lei Xiang until Yan stopped, then he turned his head and said, "Some things, even if there are problems, must be done."

After saying this, he strode forward toward the city gate of Quess City, and soon clashed with Lei Xiang and the others.

Yan pulled Mo Yue to stand still and quietly watched everything, doing nothing. After the conflict between Lei Xiang and La Er, the two found a place to compete under the guise of a contest.

Lei Xiang had just received the inheritance of the Mad God and greatly improved his strength. He considered himself a decisive powerhouse in the human world. Facing Lall's challenge, he was full of pride. He stood to the side with his hands behind his back and said to Lall, "Come on."

Lar squinted at the smug Lei Xiang and smiled slightly, saying, "If I make the first move, you won't have a chance. You should go first."

Lei Xiang looked at the guy who was challenging him with disdain, thinking that someone was even more arrogant than him, the inheritor of the Mad God. He really had to teach this kid a lesson.

Yan had been watching from a distance without doing anything when he saw Lei Xiang's whole body radiate golden light and he suddenly threw a punch at Lar.

A strange light flashed in Lar's eyes. He remained motionless, letting Lei Xiang's battle aura strike his body.

As the fist landed, Lars remained completely still, watching Lei Xiang with a smile in his eyes. Lei Xiang's fist was still in front of his chest; this attack not only failed to knock him back, but also left his clothes completely undamaged.

Lei Xiang wasn't stupid; he knew all too well the power of his punch. The fact that his opponent could take the punch with his chest was something he couldn't see through at all. A chill ran from his feet to his chest, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, staring blankly at Lar.

Lars still wore a smiling expression, which looked incredibly charming in the sunlight, and continued to provoke Lei Xiang into making another move.

Lei Xiang was currently in a period of overflowing confidence. Feeling humiliated by being looked down upon like this, he immediately unleashed his full power, not only going berserk but also using the Berserker God Armor. However, it was still to no avail. In the end, he transformed into a four-winged angel and became the Crimson Berserker Angel.

"Lei Xiang has actually become a four-winged fallen angel. His strength has increased so quickly."

Yan watched from afar as Lei Xiang transformed into a fallen angel again, now at the four-winged stage. He couldn't help but marvel at the guy's progress in strength. This state of Lei Xiang also greatly surprised Lar.

The fallen angels' power comes from Lucifer, who is the strongest among the many six-winged archangels. Ral knows his power all too well.

A cautious look appeared in Lar's eyes, and a white mist rose from his body, forming a white six-pointed star beneath his feet. Yan watched this scene from afar, a bright light flashing in his eyes.