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

"The Dai family only has one Limit Douluo to hold their own. How can they possibly achieve the future that Commander Shen described?"

Shen Yue lowered her eyes. Just as her grandfather had predicted, Xing Luo was terrified after witnessing the power of the level 10 fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs anonymously sent by the Shen family.

"Lower your expectations. We can discuss things with the Tang Clan. Besides, my family has also won over another ally."

"I will cooperate with Your Excellency in negotiating with the Tang Clan." Dai Tianling understood the implied meaning and immediately made the decision. He raised his hand to summon a servant, and two trays were brought forward. The jade boxes contained rich soul energy fluctuations, all of which were rare and precious natural treasures.

"The Dai family possesses a vast foundation that even the ancient families of the Spirit Pagoda, one of the five great military families, don't have..." Shen Yue reminded them as she left.

Dai Tianling smiled and said, "I understand."

After leaving the palace for a long time and confirming that no one was watching her, Shen Yue finally dialed the soul guide communication.

An old man's calm yet expectant voice came from the other end: "Xiaoyue, how did things go?"

"The Star Luo Emperor has agreed."

"Good! With leverage over the Tang Clan and the Leng family, and the Star Luo Empire needing my help, the most difficult opening has been laid out. If we proceed steadily and surely, how can the Shen family not prosper..."

Listening to her grandfather's smug satisfaction, Shen Yue's unease grew stronger.

"Grandpa, the Leng family, the Tang Clan, and the Star Luo Empire... are these really things we can control?"

"The Star Luo Empire...the royal family is ultimately a business, and the Shen family can bring them profits. The existence of the Abyss Plane is like a get-out-of-jail-free card; even that barbarian Dong Zi'an wouldn't dare to make a move."

After the war, the Tang Clan's artillery shells and the Dark Phoenix couldn't escape; the evidence wasn't something they could erase. They... could only accompany us down this dark path.

Chapter 232 It got really intense, we heard the soul-guided cannon firing!

Six months later, in Shangling City, the ancestral home of the Yuanen family.

Inside the wooden house, which had been closed for two months, Yuanen Yehui sat cross-legged on a futon. After the misunderstanding in her heart was resolved, she no longer imprisoned herself and accepted the power of her second martial soul. Her cultivation speed increased even slightly faster than before.

The Titan Ape's earthen-yellow phantom roared to the sky. Its soul rings had not yet begun to condense, but a dark purple light suppressed it. Curved demon horns grew from its smooth forehead, six wings spread from its back, and a corrupt aura flowed in its eyes.

A golden tree pattern flashed across his brow, from which a purple wing emerged and landed on the soul ring, which resembled viscous black water, turning it from its usual black to a dark purple.

The next moment, the wooden door shattered with a crash. Yuan Enhui's figure transformed into a purple shadow, heading straight for the deep mountains beside the clan's territory.

"Darkness will eventually come, and only through depravity can one achieve freedom."

The Fallen Angel Martial Soul True Form appeared, and Yuan Enhui's chanting echoed through the valley, with a huge purplish-black magic circle appearing on the ground.

The sinister gate to demons is open!

As the power of darkness was released, the Demon Gate continued to wriggle and grow, becoming a colossal object tens of meters tall in an instant.

A voice seemed to echo from within the passage, “Oh, my dear people, you have done well. You have successfully brought our people to this bountiful plane.”

"As your sovereign, I will bestow upon you the purple-gold bloodline of the demon royal family to signify your devotion. Once this plane is conquered, you will become my representative in this realm..."

A purple-gold radiance poured down the passage onto Yuanen Yehui. Her figure rose slightly, fine purple-gold scales sprouted from the edges of her wings, and she was bathed in the light, fully receiving the blessing.

"How come the strength of this Douluo plane is both strong and weak? The dimensional suppression it experiences when opening the portal is extremely weak, so why is this representative so frail..."

Could this be a self-salvation method for the weakened Douluo plane, suppressing the cultivation of fallen angel soul masters to prevent the descent of the demon plane?

"Foolish Douluo world, the wise Alba has already seen through your conspiracy!"

Recalling the other benevolent demon lord, Wu Jie, eating with gusto here, and recounting how the powerful Douluo plane could only be destroyed by Alba, the great demon king Alba forced out a drop of essence blood, which passed through the passage and descended upon Yuan En Ye Hui.

Yuanen Yehui, transformed into the form of a great demon, seemed to have expanded to its limit. After his essence blood descended, his power began to recede. The terrifying solidification of soul power brought by the top-tier twin martial souls caused a new vortex of soul power to be born within Yuanen Yehui's body.

The process of condensing a soul core requires at least quiet, but with the kind-hearted King Alba, the fallen angel's soul core began to condense!

To allow more of his people to descend, Alba went to great lengths, using his purple-gold bloodline and essence to gain control over the power of Yuanen Yehui. The process of condensing the first soul core was safe and harmless!

The process was swift; the demon king, at the quasi-god level, was invincible in his attacks, and Yuanen Yehui's eyes shone with an eerie purple-gold halo.

With six wings spread, it hovered in the sky; with arms outstretched, nine more gates materialized in an instant.

"Descend, my demon army!"

All sorts of demons filed out, and from the ten large doors emerged creatures of various shapes and sizes: giant hellhounds with sharp teeth and claws, four-armed demons, and flying demons with human bodies and wings.

The pale-white little demon, the Nightmare Goat Horned Demon, and the great demon with only nine wielding a purple-gold greatsword.

The ten passages merged into one, and an even larger figure stepped out. Alba flapped its wings, looking down at the earth from its high position.

Alba gazed at the distant stars that seemed to be approaching. "My messenger, is this a welcoming ceremony you have prepared for your people whom you have never met?"

Yuan Enhui respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, yes."

Having benefited so much from Alba, Yuan Enhui readily accepted the role.

"Considering your ignorance, Alba will forgive you this time, balancing your merits and demerits. We hate the light the most. Demon Legion, let's destroy each other together!"

Yuan Enhui wholeheartedly agreed, "Yes, let's destroy each other together!"

She crushed the soul tool that allowed her to teleport, and her figure appeared in the distance.

The Yuanen clan gathered together, including the three ultimate beings of the ages: Tianfeng Douluo Leng Yaozhu, Huannao Douluo Han Tianyi, Mu Ye, Hanyun Douluo Xia Zheng Leng, Aruheng, Sima Jinchi, and Qian Gu Zhangting.

The steam rising from the three gun mounts in front of them was perfectly in sync with the so-called welcoming ceremony.

When Yuan En Hui attempted to break through, all the powerful figures of the Spirit Pagoda were transferred to the Spirit Pagoda in Shangling City, which was not located among the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars.

This was a welcoming ceremony meticulously prepared by a group of level nine soul masters. The demon plane didn't like it, and the alliance between the Spirit Pagoda and the Yuanen family was unwilling to end. When paths cross, the brave prevail. The welcoming ceremony was too enthusiastic, and the demon legion, which was being held up, seemed unable to utter a word of refusal.

Alba was shocked by Yuan Enhui's sudden disappearance, and belatedly realized that he, as a great king, had been betrayed!

The level of civilization in the Demon Realm is comparable to that of the Douluo Continent 20,000 years ago. They approached the landing iron lump with curiosity.

The sense of crisis brought about by the intense and unstable energy fluctuations is universal across all planes. The Nightmare Goat Horned Demon, with its four hooves treading on burning flames, silently protects the powerful Great Demon in front of it.

The Demon Realm is dominated by five major races: Hellhounds, Demons, Flying Demons, Great Demons, Lesser Demons, and Horned Demons, each led by one of the five kings.

The legions that descended through the passage were composed of the five major races, with the strongest force determined by the rotating leader. The Crimson Cerberus summoned by the passage opened by En Yehui's mother was primarily composed of powerful individuals from the Cerberus, including the Cerberus Cerberus.

In short, the legion was hastily assembled, and the members were not familiar with each other. The legion was like birds in the same forest; when disaster struck, they all flew away!

Even with their various abilities, the three level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs of the Light attribute were like deadly poison to the demon. The dazzling light fell silently, and the Yuanen clan members in the distance collectively picked at their ears.

It's rising rapidly! I heard the soul-guided cannon firing!

Under the influence of the soul-guided cannonballs, everyone is equal. Alba and nine great demons flapped their wings and tried their best to resist, while the other demon races were too weak and scattered in the explosion.

In positional warfare, such wide-area weapons of mass destruction performed ideally, with three shots resulting in massive casualties.

The tree pattern between Yuan Enhui's eyebrows detached and transformed into a verdant seed, taking root in the ground. The life force brought by the demon legion flowed into the sea and merged into it.

The demon plane does not have the ability to regenerate indefinitely. The Golden Tree absorbed the demon's energy in advance to deepen the connection between the two planes, to practice the principle of "since we're here, let's make the best of it," and to facilitate future actions.

How dare you, beings from another world, bring your people to the Douluo plane!

Chapter 233 A Boil That Ruined Me!

Three level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs landed, and the demon legion suffered a conservative estimate of 70% loss. The plan of continuous artillery fire was rejected. Next, the Yuanen clan's Soul Saint and above experts all activated their Martial Soul True Forms.

Dozens of yellowish-brown meteors streaked across the sky as the Titan Ape arrived in fury!

The Yuanen Clan's secret technique, Titan Meteor Fall!

Soul-guided technology is indeed highly efficient, but hatred needs to be resolved through visceral, physical combat. The Yuanen family prefers to avenge their deceased relatives and friends themselves.

Titan Giant Apes are comparable to true dragons in every era. Individual strength varies slightly, but most are among the best of the top martial souls.

Yuanen Tiandang and Yuanen Tianshang charged ahead, each fighting a powerful demon. The nine powerful demons accompanying Alba were all at the Super Douluo level, but they were all wounded under the barrage of cannon fire. The severely wounded managed to hold their own against Yuanen Tiandang, whose cultivation had been unsealed.

With its massive fists slamming the ground, gravity manipulation, air cannons, and earth elemental control, the Titan Ape's signature skills appeared in every corner of the battlefield.

The members of the Yuanen family wished they could devour the flesh and blood of demons, and every move they made was aimed at killing. They often used their powerful physiques to exchange injuries for injuries.

After Yuan Enzhen killed a demon with three punches, he stopped his plan to fight Alba due to the changes on the Great Demon's side and went to provide support instead.

As the nine great demons closed the distance during their battle, their massive tails wrapped around the waist of another great demon, thus converging their power and forming a formation resembling a hydra.

With the combined power, the leading demon swung his sword and slashed, instantly repelling several Yuanen elders who had surrounded him.

"Beware!"

Yuan Entian roared, and his ninth soul ring suddenly lit up. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a phantom of a mountain quickly condensed into a ball of light. He unleashed the Titan Sky Cannon, and the ball of light roared as it crashed into the array's core, trying to buy his people a chance to breathe.

Before Yuan Entianshang's Titan Sky Cannon, a figure rushed forward even faster, clad in three-word battle armor, his granite-like muscles resembling earth and stone, his entire body gathering power into a single point.

Titan's Fist!

The power of a Super Douluo's ninth soul skill at full strength and a Limit Douluo's battle technique is unimaginable. However, when the fist force landed on the formation, it only made the holographic phantom sway. The nine great demons in the formation trembled at the same time, each getting a wound on their shoulder, but none of them fell down.

Yuan Enzhen noticed that each of the great demons had the same injuries, "They share power, including the injuries they suffer, and their regenerative abilities are very strong."

Judging from what we just saw, the array formed by the Great Demon Tail is not just a simple accumulation of power; the combination of multiple effects is enough to stop a Limit Douluo.

"Nine Super Douluo combined can contend with the limit; this formation is simply too extraordinary." Yuan Enzhen had never seen anything like it in his life.

This isn't exactly an unexpected turn of events. This isn't the first time the Demon Realm has linked to Douluo Continent. They know that a quasi-god can't single-handedly sweep through the demons. They don't understand this tactic, but they can accept it.

Yuan Enzhen glanced back and grinned maliciously, "Want to compare the number of Limit Douluos over there?"

The long staff, coiled with dragons, landed gently in front of Alba. Qian Gu Die Ting stood with his hands behind his back at the end of the staff, his clothes fluttering even without wind.

"Demon Lord, let this old man test your mettle."

This nonchalant attitude angered the noble Alba, who pointed his demonic sword forward and said, "Human, do you know who you are facing?"

Qian Gu Die Ting frowned. How could this demon lord have such a sharp tongue?

With the dragon-shaped staff in hand, he spun around and swung it out, the long staff bending like a whip.

The purple-gold greatsword was held horizontally in front of his chest. He used the wings to generate force, and the terrifying power coming from the staff, along with the piercing pain in his mind, made him realize that this person was the strongest among all the humans he had ever seen.

His body flew backward uncontrollably, carving two deep furrows in the ground, before finally coming to a stop after crashing into the mountainside.

Qian Gu Die Ting swung his staff high in the sky, his whole body bursting with dark golden light. The dragon scales coiled around the staff undulated, breathing out the power of the laws, truly like a section of the heavenly pillar collapsing, pressing directly down on Alba's head.

The staff always held a high place in Qian Gu Die Ting's heart, but he still devoted a lot of attention to the inheritance of the family and the Spirit Pagoda. Now that the world was changing and the younger generation was capable of standing on their own, he was able to calm down and concentrate fully on the staff in his hand.

Even a slight improvement in the Quasi-God realm is extremely difficult, and the effects of a harmonious state of mind, however small, are very noticeable.

"How could humans be so powerful? The black pustule has ruined me!"

Alba only wanted to escape back to the Demon Plane and hand over the Demon Gate to another unfortunate soul. It must be said, befitting their status as Demon Kings, they achieved a rare shared understanding; the reduction of powerful figures under other kings was equivalent to their own strengthening.

Alba didn't care about the deaths of the other creatures, but the sight of the nine great demons in their precarious state pained him deeply. The nine great demons were life forms created from Alba's primordial power, and the great array formed by their nine tails had taken considerable effort to create.