Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

A streak of emerald green light swept by like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

cut!

As the blade flashed, the abyss passage emitted a piercing wail, and the purplish-black cracks contracted and healed at a visible speed. Qian Gu Xing Ci noticed that the Abyss Saint King seemed to still have some strength left, but instead of attacking, he chose to retreat before the passage broke apart.

The passage was severed, cutting off the Abyss army that originally wanted to enter Douluo Continent through it. Trapped in the rift, they vanished into nothingness along with the collapse of the passage.

Qian Gu Xing Ci maintained his slashing posture, his long purple-gold hair flying wildly in the gale, while his aura subsided.

He looked down at the Blade of Life in his hand. The blade's light gradually dimmed, cracks spread, and it finally disintegrated.

Silence fell over the world. Everyone stared blankly at the rapidly disappearing abyss rift, unable to believe what they were seeing.

More than six thousand years!

The line of defense that countless predecessors sacrificed their lives to protect has finally been completely severed today!

"We won...we won!"

I don't know who shouted it first.

Immediately afterwards, deafening cheers swept across the entire battlefield.

The soldiers of the Blood God Legion dropped their weapons, weeping with joy. Cao Dezhi and Zhang Huanyun exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. They knew that from this day forward, a new legend would be born on the Douluo Continent.

The slain abyssal creatures transformed into energy, wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth. The underlying logic of the abyssal creatures' resurrection lies in the return of energy and its nurturing once again by the abyssal plane.

The abyss passage disappeared, and they became rootless duckweed. The golden tree, kind-hearted, could not bear to see them wander like this. It reached out and embraced them, infusing the energy of the abyss into its cane. With a light tap in front, the phantom of the golden tree swayed without wind.

A reward is bestowed upon the warrior!

The elders of the Blood God Legion, having experienced the baptism of the last life tide, recalled that intoxicating sensation and disregarded all else, immediately settling into meditation. Support personnel from all sides, prompted by their close companions, joined the group sitting on the ground.

The life energy also washed away the bloody stench of the battle, making this paradise a reality. The remaining abyssal creatures were packed up and taken away by Qian Gu Xing Ci to prevent environmental pollution.

The Golden Tree Spirit walked to Qian Gu Xing Ci's side and asked, "How does it feel to wield the sword yourself?"

"As a chef with a master chef, I felt a lingering connection," Qian Gu Xing Ci said with a smile.

Golden Tree understood what he meant, "For seasoned gourmets, this is a unique flavor."

The tails of the two foxes swayed like propellers, they smiled at each other, and Qian Gu Xing Ci stretched out his fist.

Golden Tree understood and bumped fists with Golden Tree, "Then, everything goes smoothly."

"However, there are still some after-sales services to be completed." Qian Gu Xing Ci stared at the suppressed Ba Huang, Abyss Spirit Dragon King, Black Emperor, and Bee Emperor.

He floated up to the Bee Emperor and saw that after several failed attempts to break through the barrier, the Bee Emperor had simply given up and was just floating there.

"Can we talk? The Abyss Passage is not so easily severed. I... I can help you find the Abyss Saint King's backup plan, on the condition that you release me?" The Bee Emperor spoke first.

"It seems to be of great benefit to me." Qian Gu Xing Ci looked very agreeable.

“The abyss will not return for at least a few years, giving you ample time to prepare countermeasures,” the Bee Emperor quickly added, seeing that he seemed interested.

Qian Gu Xing Ci continued the conversation with great interest, "That makes sense. But what good are empty words? Show some sincerity."

The Bee Emperor knew that his primary task was to prove he was qualified to negotiate; how to negotiate was a secondary matter. If he were to consider his own future now, he really should start preparing for it.

He pulled out a blood-red compass from somewhere. A strong, pungent smell of blood wafted over.

Qian Gu Xing Ci accepted it, while Bee Emperor, picking out some information, said, "This is a traitor from your Douluo plane..."

"Alright, stop talking. It's just the Blood River God-Slaying Array, no big deal." Qian Gu Xing Ci raised his hand.

With a flash of silver light, the heavily wounded Abyss Dragon King appeared beside Qian Gu Xing Ci.

With the Panlong Staff in hand, he deliberately slowed down his movements, gradually revealing his will to fight against heaven and earth, as well as the profound mystery of the Panlong Staff's ability to shatter the laws of planes. Then, he vanished without a trace afterward, leaving the heavily injured Abyss Spirit Dragon King behind.

"The power of the laws of shattered planes, that life core really dotes on you..."

Qian Gu Xing Ci had an expression that said, "I'll give you one last chance. Watch carefully."

He casually pulled a menacing Abyssal Scythe from the loot he had just packed. Its dark yellow eyes were filled with hostility as it stared fiercely at Qian Gu Xing Ci, its scythe-like forelimbs swinging incessantly.

Chapter 210: First sorrow, second celebration, the Underworld Emperor's third question: If I don't kill the evil soul master, shall I commit suicide myself?

"Earth-shaking and devastating."

With a single blow, the Abyss Scythe was sent flying. Within the domain of the Eternal Stars, the Abyss Scythe's renowned spatial abilities betrayed them, and another staff shadow silently appeared above its head through spatial folding.

Under the double blows, the Abyss Scythe had no chance of survival.

"There's something wrong with the power of the laws!"

The leaders of each layer of the abyss can be considered spirits of a small plane in a strict sense. For example, the emperors of the first nine layers, such as the Bee Emperor, are no strangers to the power of laws.

But he just couldn't understand how a human could possess such pure abyssal laws.

"We...could we be from the same hometown?" he blurted out instinctively, then shook his head violently. "No! Impossible!"

Qian Gu Xing Ci stepped forward, looking down at him. "These are not things you should know. Now that you've guessed, let me guess what the Abyss Saint is thinking."

……

The Abyss Plane, Top Level.

The Abyss Saint King sat silently on the throne of bones, his dark eyes looking down upon the kneeling emperors below. The hall was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Emperor Ling secretly nudged Emperor Zhi beside him. Among everyone present, Emperor Zhi was the most trusted by the Holy Emperor, and only he dared to speak up at this moment.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the abyss passage was severed due to the dimensional turbulence just now."

The Abyss Saint King's expression remained calm, revealing no emotion. "Indeed, the original passage between the Douluo Plane and the Abyss has been severed. The Black Emperor and the Bee Emperor remained on Douluo Star."

The rest cowered like quails. The Abyss Saint King's combat power in the Abyss Plane was lacking. Below him, the Wise Emperor's spirit broke through to the God level, the Fierce Emperor's energy level reached the God level, and the Demon Emperor possessed a God-level physical body.

Lacking any one of these three qualities means one is not yet at the god level, let alone the Abyss Saint King, who is not a newly ascended god level and also possesses the super artifact, the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, which ignores defense.

This was also a selfish tactic employed by the Abyss Saint King to consolidate his position. Apart from the Heavenly Bull Emperor, who was dozing off, everyone else harbored their own ulterior motives.

The Spirit Emperor, in particular, clearly felt the suppression from the Abyss Saint King. There were very few Abyss Spirit Dragons in the second level, and the Abyss Spirit Dragon King only had three heads. This time, two of them were lost.

In times of crisis, it is still necessary to have a trusted confidant to break the deadlock.

Emperor Zhi bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am both saddened and pleased."

The Abyss leader broke out in a cold sweat. They had already suffered a defeat, and now they were offering congratulations? It wasn't that the Abyss Saint King wouldn't kill them; after killing them, he could simply spend some time cultivating another leader.

Even if Emperor Zhi wants to die, he shouldn't drag them down with him!

The Abyss Saint King's expression softened: "What do you mean?"

Emperor Zhi noticed the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the Abyss Saint and knew that this statement was correct.

"There's no need to say more about the tragedy. Douluo has the means to devour the energy of the abyss. In this battle, we lost a large amount of primal power, including two emperors and several kings. This can be said to be the time when we suffered the greatest losses."

Emperor Zhi ignored Emperor Ling's attempts to stop him and continued his speech.

Emperor Ling felt a pair of eyes glance at him and quickly stopped his little actions.

“Joy has its own place. Based on my many years of understanding of human beings, a victory often makes them lose their heads, and they themselves believe that pride comes before a fall.”

The Holy Ruler, with his keen insight, had long ago forged a cooperative agreement with an organization known as the Holy Spirit Cult. He is determined to discuss matters with us. I may possess some cleverness, but before the Holy Ruler, I am but a firefly before the bright moon.

What I can understand clearly, Your Majesty surely sees even more clearly; I imagine you've already prepared a backup plan.

After subtly flattering the emperor, Emperor Zhi took a step back.

The Abyss Saint King slammed his hand on the chair and stood up. "The one who truly understands me is the Wise Emperor!"

"The Holy Spirit Cult still has a few capable individuals who desperately strengthened their formation at the last moment, leaving us a chance to make a comeback. This time, I have officially confirmed that no plane spirit was born in the Douluo Continent. The final attack was merely the result of a lucky human receiving help from the plane's nascent instincts and using only a portion of its power..."

……

"Even if you knew about the Blood River God-Slaying Array beforehand, I can still cooperate with you to infiltrate and make your identity even more impeccable." The Bee Emperor desperately demonstrated her value.

Qian Gu Xing Ci closed his eyes to sense it for a moment, then smiled and said, "The timing is just right."

With his right hand outstretched, a faint mist emanated from the gray sword mark. The mist condensed into a mirror-like surface in front of the two, clearly reflecting the scene of the Holy Spirit Sect's headquarters.

Bloodshed erupted at the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.

The Underworld Emperor's Underworld Chant pierced the chest of a Soul Douluo, killing him instantly and using his soul as it floated into the Blood River God-Slaying Array shrouded in purple-black.

The undead creatures of the underworld unleashed a rampage of slaughter, as twelve armored undead knights galloped on horseback, shouting:

"The direction the Emperor's sword is pointing is where we must charge!"

"Fight to the last moment, then commit suicide and return to heaven! Kill!"

Evil Soul Saint, kill! Evil Soul Douluo, kill!

The Dark Blood Demon forced a stop, "Your Majesty, has something happened?"

The next second, the Hades Sword was placed at his neck, and the Hades Emperor's icy voice came, "Get out of the way, or I'll kill you too."

The Dark Blood Demon fled when he saw the opportunity. Among the Holy Spirit Cult, only the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor could speak to the Underworld Emperor on equal terms. The Demon Emperor was a soul beast who did not care about human lives and usually needed to take psychiatric drugs to stay conscious.

However, the Ghost Emperor, the person in charge, was ultimately a step below Harosa in terms of strength.

The Dark Blood Demon had just felt that his killing spree was nearing its limit, but he didn't want to die here.

He had just reached the threshold of becoming a Limit Douluo, and he didn't want to die here so inexplicably.

After running to a safe distance, the Dark Blood Demon patted his chest with lingering fear, looking at the massacre in the distance and muttering to himself, "They even killed Title Douluos... The Holy Sect's early cultivation is fast, but those who can break through to Title Douluo all have some talent. These are all strategic resources of the Holy Sect."

The Netherworld Rebirth Domain is indeed the ability that evil soul masters most desire to obtain, essential for the cultivation of slaughtering cities. The fact that the long-established Gray Terror can still wield a sword seems like a good thing to the Holy Spirit Cult, but now they don't think so anymore.

In the blink of an eye, all the followers below the title Douluo level in the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters were slaughtered, their souls and flesh completely absorbed into the purplish-black array.

"Stop! Harosa! Are you insane?!"

A furious shout came from afar. The Ghost Emperor, transformed into a purple skull, rushed over with the Dark Hummingbird that had alerted him.

The Underworld Emperor ignored him and continued his art of slaughter, slaying another Title Douluo who was trying to escape with a backhand sword.

Harosa only stopped moving when the Ghost Emperor stood in front of him.

"Underworld Emperor, what are you doing! How can our plan proceed without the Holy Spirit Cult members!" The Ghost Emperor shouted angrily at the blood-soaked Holy Spirit Cult members.

Harosa pointed the tip of his sword at the Ghost Emperor, "The Abyss Passage has been attacked. Without the Abyss's cooperation to unleash a massive massacre, how can the Blood River God-Slaying Array truly be completed, and how can the Demon Emperor become a god?"

How could the Demon Emperor transform Douluo Star into a god-kingdom of death without becoming a god himself? And how could I, the Emperor, refine a realm of the underworld to become a god?!

Instead of quickly unleashing the power of the current grand formation to lay the foundation for the full-scale arrival of the Abyss and achieve great things with limited resources, do you have a better way?