Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, who was kidnapped to another world

While Xiao Yan was speculating about Haotian Douluo's strength, Haotian Douluo in front of him issued a "challenge" to Zhao Wuji—that Zhao Wuji should persist for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn without him using his martial soul.

"Your Majesty, I really don't understand what I have done to offend you. Could you please explain?"

Although he knew he wouldn't die, Zhao Wuji was still somewhat helpless. Before getting beaten up, he asked with a wry smile, meaning that even if he was going to get beaten up, he should at least know why he was going to get beaten up.

Flander, who was standing next to Zhao Wuji, stood aside without any sense of loyalty, clearly indicating that he had no intention of helping Zhao Wuji anymore.

"Need I say more? If the younger one is beaten, the older one should naturally stand up and demand justice. It's only right and proper! Let's do it."

The giant hammer in the black-clad man's hand and the nine spirit rings beside him disappeared at the same time. The next moment, he stood in front of Zhao Wuji.

'Old? Young?'

If I remember correctly, Ning Rongrong mentioned before that Zhao Wuji hadn't appeared on the mainland for over ten years, right? How could he possibly defeat the son or daughter of the Haotian Douluo?

Xiao Yan's expression was somewhat strange. If he had to say, it was only during the day that Zhao Wuji disciplined the students taking the entrance exam.

"They're so protective of their own..."

Xiao Yan couldn't comment on this, but if his descendants were bullied by a senior, he would probably retaliate even more ruthlessly.

"Who's over there?!"

It wasn't until Xiao Yan said those words that Haotian Douluo, who had finished teaching Zhao Wuji a lesson, noticed the presence of someone not far behind him.

"Hehehe, the so-called Haotian Douluo is nothing special," Xiao Yan, disguised as a dwarf, appeared in front of the three, letting out a hoarse, strange laugh. "I've been standing here since that Flander appeared. How long has it been?"

"Who do you think you are, daring to stand before me?" Haotian Douluo's eyes instantly turned sharp.

"Hehehe, once you beat me, you'll know, won't you?"

"Oh."

Haotian Douluo sneered, and his martial soul suddenly appeared in his hand, a giant hammer smashing down on Xiao Yan.

"The so-called Haotian Douluo is someone who doesn't care about the deaths and injuries of civilians at all?"

Xiao Yan stood there, quite surprised. Normally, even if someone of unknown origin appeared beside him, he shouldn't have made a move in such a small village, right?

Although Soul Masters are inherently superior to ordinary people, wasn't Haotian Douluo a "hero" who protected ordinary people, as sung in stories more than ten years ago?

Haotian Douluo completely disdained to answer Xiao Yan's questions; the sarcasm in his eyes was the best answer he could give.

"I understand. You're just a brutal, ordinary Soul Master." Xiao Yan naturally noticed the mockery in Haotian Douluo's eyes. With the giant hammer drawing ever closer, Xiao Yan sighed. "I have a few questions for you. Can you answer them honestly?"

Several transparent chains wrapped around Haotian Douluo's hands and feet, trapping him firmly in place, unable to move. Even the circulation of his soul power within his body was completely stopped because of these chains, making it impossible for him to unleash the sect's ultimate technique, Ring Explosion.

"The power of heaven and earth... You are a peerless Douluo?!"

Haotian Douluo was no stranger to the chains wrapped around his hands and feet, but it was precisely because they were familiar that he stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Limit Douluo? I guess so, not much difference."

The term "Peerless Douluo" can be broken down to make Xiao Yan understand its meaning. It is simply a titled Douluo at level 99. Even after level 95, each level increase is equivalent to a one-star increase in the Dou Wang stage, which is only a four-star Dou Wang.

Although Xiao Yan's Dou Qi level has not reached that level, his mental strength can already be said to be at the level of a Five-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master. In fact, as long as he is well prepared, he can easily pass through the sixth level of the Wind and Thunder Tribulation.

"Above the Title Douluo realm, is there a higher realm?"

Glancing at Flander, who stood stiffly in place and didn't even dare to help Zhao Wuji lying on the ground, and Zhao Wuji lying there with a bruised and swollen face, Xiao Yan floated up and looked directly into Haotian Douluo's eyes.

"Whether you've seen it in an ancient book or heard it from someone, it's fine," Xiao Yan added immediately.

Haotian Douluo simply stared at Xiao Yan, showing no intention of answering.

"Was it my previous comment, 'The so-called Haotian Douluo is someone who doesn't care about the deaths and injuries of civilians at all?' that gave you the wrong impression?" Xiao Yan tilted his head.

“You seem to have forgotten what I said at the beginning,” Xiao Yan snapped his fingers, and suddenly ten dim pillars of light appeared in the dead of night.

The beam of light wasn't particularly noticeable, but Haotian Douluo still spotted it immediately.

"Three Soul Emperors, two Soul Venerables, five Great Soul Masters, and all the members of Shrek Academy. Should I give you all their names?"

What followed was Xiao Yan's calm words.

Five Great Soul Masters?

Upon hearing this word, Flanders silently lowered his head.

"……god."

After a long silence, Haotian Douluo slowly uttered a single word.

"Specifically?"

"The Spirit Hall worships the Angel God, and it is said that every generation of the Spirit Hall's Grand Priest is an envoy of the Angel God." Since he had already spoken, Haotian Douluo no longer cared about saving face.

"anything else?"

Xiao Yan had heard the term "Angel God" once, from the mouth of Haotian Douluo, who had killed the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall. At that moment, Xiao Yan silently made a plan to visit the Spirit Hall later.

"Poseidon Island, the Spirit Hall once sent a large number of spirit masters to sea, wanting to recruit the spirit masters of an island overseas, but they returned empty-handed, losing many people. It is said that the island worships the sea god." This news was heard by Haotian Douluo from his father.

"What else?"

Poseidon Island is a place where water and fire are incompatible. Just hearing the name, Xiao Yan felt that this force was unlikely to get along with him.

"……there is none left."

Haotian Douluo's eyes flickered for a moment before he finally spoke calmly.

"Tang San... is that his name?" Haotian Douluo's evasive gaze naturally caught Xiao Yan's attention. "Do you think he knows that his father, Tang Hao, is the famous Haotian Douluo?"

"The City of Slaughter, it is said to be the place where the legacy of an unknown god was passed down."

Before Xiao Yan could even utter a few more threatening words, Tang Hao directly revealed what he had been 'hiding': "That place is the Spirit Hall's prison, and only the people of the Spirit Hall know how to get there."

His urgent manner made it seem as if he was encouraging Xiao Yan to cause trouble for the Spirit Hall.

"It's the Spirit Hall again..." Xiao Yan also cooperated by letting out a low murmur of "hatred".

"Is there any way to enhance the innate soul power of future generations?"

Under Tang Hao's gaze, Xiao Yan remained silent for a while before asking a completely unrelated question.

Even without using his mental power to specifically focus on them, Xiao Yan could still see obvious confusion and helplessness on the faces of Tang Hao, Flander, and Zhao Wuji.

'Even the Haotian Sect doesn't know?'

Xiao Yan frowned. In this way, the true meaning of the 'innate soul power' in this world, which Yao Lao had once deduced, could probably only be found in the Spirit Hall or Seagod Island, two places with divine inheritance.

"Nourishing Meridian Liquid, a medicinal liquid I made myself to treat internal injuries, consider it my apology for tonight," Xiao Yan shook his head, gathering his scattered thoughts, and took out a third-grade medicinal liquid from his Awakening Flame Ring and threw it to Tang Hao, "Until we meet again."

The moment he finished speaking, Xiao Yan disappeared into the night.

"Be careful of that rabbit. The Spirit Hall recently received a divine decree from the Angel God and is searching for someone."

The last sentence was transmitted to Tang Hao's ears separately. At the same time, Tang Hao's body was no longer under control, and his soul power could flow normally again.

Tang Hao took the jade bottle, remained silent for a while, and then put it into his soul tool.

"I'll leave Tang San to you."

Tang Hao's voice was no longer cold, but still very calm. After saying this last sentence, his figure flickered and disappeared quietly.

Only Zhao Wuji, who was lying on the ground, and Flander, who was standing there dumbfounded, remained motionless.

"Old Zhao, I suddenly don't want to run this Shrek Academy anymore..." After a long while, Flander's somewhat dejected voice rang out.

"Come on, what else can we do if we don't run this academy? Be dogs for the nobles?" Zhao Wuji's disdainful voice followed, "Besides, if we take good care of Tang San and those two from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, things might get better in the future."

"I hope so!"

Flander was somewhat annoyed. How could his small Shrek Academy have welcomed two Title Douluos today?

And they're all more formidable than the last... What bad luck!

Shaking his head, Flander helped the immobile Zhao Wuji into the house.

Chapter 32 Your Name

Soft-boned rabbit.

The most common type of rabbit-like spirit beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, like the Lightning Rabbit, Flame Rabbit, and Digging Rabbit, has its name reflecting the characteristics of its species.

However, compared to other rabbit-type soul beasts, the 'softness' of the Soft Bone Rabbit is basically only reflected in its ability to be grilled. People like Xiao Yan, who love to eat crunchy bones, have an even deeper love for the Soft Bone Rabbit. In the first few months of his two years of cultivation in the Star Dou Great Forest, he ate one or two Soft Bone Rabbits almost every day.

Because Xiao Yan loves the Soft Bone Rabbit so much, he was almost speechless when he discovered a humanoid Soft Bone Rabbit in the girls' dormitory yesterday.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast can transform into a human and rebuild its cultivation.

Xiao Yan had seen this sentence before in the Spirit Hall's library, but since the book containing it was a collection of stories, he hadn't taken it seriously. However, when he sensed the Soft-Boned Rabbit with his spiritual power, Xiao Yan had to admit—

Perhaps there are no simple story collections in the Spirit Hall.

Throughout the night, apart from going out to get some information from Tang Hao, Xiao Yan spent the rest of the time carving ore and pondering one thing: why a soft-boned rabbit with no special skills could grow into a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

early morning.

'They're up really early.' Xiao Yan, who was honing his mental strength, sensed that someone in the next room had gotten up.

'Are you going to exercise?'

The person in the next room quietly walked out, glanced at Xiao Yan's room which had been lit up all night, and then ran outside.

It's still dark, so it's unlikely that Oscar, who helps him tidy up the house, is the one who got up early to exercise.

'Was that Tang San who went out? His mental strength level is quite good, almost at the level of a three-seal talisman master, even stronger than yesterday's teacher.'

Xiao Yan's mental power was limited to a two-meter radius within his own room, so his detection of Tang San was also limited to that area. Although he was quite interested in why Tang San's mental power was so outstanding, it was just that—

"Wow, why is this thing so brittle? I didn't notice it before!"

Xiao Yan held a fist-sized, dark yellow crystal in his hand, his face showing some anxiety. Last night, he unexpectedly discovered that the energy storage efficiency of the crystal he had obtained from Ning Rongrong was quite good, so he took it out and started carving it in the middle of the night.

The dark yellow crystal, about the size of a human head, was divided into eight pieces. Xiao Yan was currently holding the fifth piece. Five consecutive failures had left Xiao Yan somewhat frustrated.

The most troublesome thing is that he doesn't understand why the crystal would crack from the inside when he was just slowly spreading flames on the crystal, following the previously copied patterns. This carving method, which should not damage the inside of the crystal, would cause the crystal to crack from the inside.

Even as the sun rose, Xiao Yan still couldn't find the reason for his failure from the five shattered crystals.

'Hmm? Your mental strength has increased?'

While pondering, Tang San, who had gotten up early to exercise, returned to the next room. Moreover, his mental strength had clearly improved compared to before, although the improvement was almost imperceptible.

"Little Ao, wake up."