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

The Spirit Pagoda's trip may well have been intended to inform the Federation of this news, and to provide a plausible source of information.

Furthermore, all parties are currently in a state of war preparedness and have a strong desire to eradicate the Holy Spirit Cult.

“Two streams of soul power.” Xia Zheng suddenly stopped, her brows furrowing slightly. “Super Douluo.”

The ancient zither, with its cold melody, stands in the sky, instantly obscuring the heavens, as snowflakes flutter and fall onto its strings.

Most martial spirits are named after their objects, and the Cold Melody Guzheng is among the top in terms of ice attribute, making it a suitable place to be in the far north.

The snow falls silently, but the music is melodious. Each snowflake seems to transform into a dancing note, producing sounds of birth or death through the twenty-one strings.

In a state of harmony between humanity and nature, the guzheng amplifies the sounds from nature; when all four strings are played in unison, the sound waves convey the sound of glaciers collapsing.

The ice cliff ahead suddenly shattered, and as the ice fragments shot out, two dark figures darted out.

A deluge of tiny bee stings, and a cloud of highly toxic black mist assaulting the senses.

Qian Gu Qingfeng remained unmoved, his dark purple halberd swirling in his hand as he danced, its shadow as heavy as a mountain, forming an impenetrable barrier around him. A continuous, crisp clanging sound filled the air as all the bee stings were reduced to dust.

“Bee-tail sting, Dark Hummingbird.” Qian Gu Qingfeng stared at the middle-aged man opposite him.

Dark Hummingbird was not as calm as Thousand-Year Breeze. His opponent had easily broken his signature move, demonstrating a strength far superior to Dark Hummingbird's.

Most evil spirit masters cherish their lives, and he had already begun to consider retreating.

Compared to the deadly situation on this side, the other side can be described as a battle of wits.

"Yu Lai, come back with me." Xia Zheng coldly stared at the dark phoenix wreathed in black flames.

“Go back?” Leng Yulai chuckled. “You go your way, don’t interfere with me.”

The cold zither slowly fell back onto my knees, and the cold fingers of the summer zither pressed the strings.

Putting aside everything else, the spiritual life of the Qian Gu Qing Feng family is quite rich, and this rich spiritual life leads to a sound personality.

Since the Dark Phoenix was unwilling to communicate, Xia Zheng Leng would not force it. If reasoning was not working, then she would just tie it up and take it back.

With a sudden sweep across the strings, dozens of ice-blue sound blades shot out, and snowflakes retreated on their own wherever the sound blades passed.

Leng Yulai's pupils contracted, and the dark phoenix behind her flapped its wings, with pitch-black flames surging into a wall.

The collision of ice and fire crackled and hissed. Don't be fooled by the fact that they were evenly matched. Xia Zheng Leng usually considers herself a sonic-type Soul Master, and elemental control is just an extra skill for her.

She sat upright in the void, the ancient zither of cold melody resting flat on her lap, her five pale fingers hovering over the strings, which trembled slightly in the wind and snow, emitting a soft hum.

A clear, cold voice drifted away with the wind and snow, each word distinct: "Ninefold Cold Melody".

"Zheng—"

The first note was not high-pitched; instead, it was unusually dull.

The sound waves transformed into visible pale blue ice threads, spreading wildly along with the swirling snow and entangling the dark phoenix.

Wherever the silk thread passed, the blazing evil flames seemed to encounter ice, condensing into frost flowers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Leng Yulai let out a sharp shriek, and the dark phoenix phantom behind her suddenly expanded several times its original size, with pitch-black evil flames surging and soaring into the sky.

In the hands of an evil spirit master, the Dark Phoenix martial spirit would likely have long since become the ultimate evil martial spirit, the Evil Phoenix.

However, this evil phoenix was thinking about escaping. Leng Yulai's fragile and stubborn mentality was often tempered by Xia Zheng Leng, and most of her limited rationality was focused on Xia Zheng Leng.

She was still quite clear-headed; the estrangement between the two of them was entirely her own fault.

A person who anchors their rationality to others would never consider taking action against that anchor.

That's the common sense.

Chapter 260 The Former Noble Lady of the Leng Family...

Thumb-sized poisonous bees swarmed out of the black mist, each bee's stinger gleaming with a ghostly green light. Dark hummingbirds sprouted wings on their backs, their flapping sounds sharp and piercing.

Qian Gu Qingfeng stood still, and with a thought, a dark purple light surged from within him, covering his body with a four-character battle armor.

The armor plates were cast from purple iron, layer upon layer, thick and solid. The breastplate was engraved with a deep and imposing beast-face halberd pattern, the shoulder armor was towering like a wall, and the helmet covered most of the face, leaving behind a pair of calm, cold eyes.

With the intentions clear, and being in the enemy's stronghold, a lion must use all its strength to hunt a rabbit in order to achieve a swift victory!

He slashed horizontally in front of him with his halberd.

With the amplification of heavy armor, the halberd's light solidified into a giant purple iron blade, discarding all fancy techniques and relying solely on pure power and sharpness to crush the swarm of bees.

The Dark Hummingbird's methods were far inferior to those of the Bee Emperor recorded in the Abyss. When it fled, it merely split into four afterimages in a flash, and they fled desperately in five directions towards the depths of the snowfield.

The illusion technique was the lowest of the low before the Bee Emperor's essence was scattered. The difference between reality and illusion was full of loopholes in the face of powerful spiritual force.

The heavy boots left spiderweb-like cracks on the ice, yet the movement was astonishingly fast; the moving steel fortress intercepted the true form of the Dark Hummingbird in an instant.

In desperation, the Dark Hummingbird extended its ten fingers, unleashing jet-black venomous claws.

Without flinching or dodging, the Qingfeng Sword cleaved diagonally downwards from above, its blade carrying the immense power amplified by the battle armor and the scorching heat of the soul, shattering the poisonous claws in one fell swoop.

With undiminished momentum, it struck the opponent's heart with tremendous force.

A quasi-god clad in four-word battle armor slaughtered a super Douluo as easily as cutting melons and vegetables; this principle is clearly demonstrated in today's pure life-or-death battle.

However, in this relatively peaceful era, these things have become somewhat obscured.

Overhead,

The subsequent string sounds came one after another, each one more powerful than the last.

The evil flames collapsed inch by inch, and the spirit, body, and soul power were all extinguished by the Ninefold Cold Rhyme.

Until finally, the snowflakes paused, casting their gaze upon the silent performance. Time seemed to stand still, and the entire ice field was so quiet that only the humming of vibrating strings could be heard.

Leng Yulai was already in a sorry state; the phantom of the dark phoenix was so dim it was almost transparent, and her blood-stained lips made her appear even more crimson.

Even though the former noble lady of the Leng family had fallen into depravity, her vision remained. The Void Armor, the Imprinted Laws, and the vast Battle Armor Domain all indicated that Xia Zheng Leng was wearing a magnificent four-word Battle Armor.

With the Limit Douluo currently in power, whether or not the remaining trump cards are used, they cannot cause any trouble.

Xia Zheng's expression remained calm as she suddenly closed her fingers and pressed heavily on the strings.

The moment the nine strings resonated, layers of icy blue sound waves converged into one place, solidifying into a towering ice pillar that pierced straight through the Dark Phoenix's chest.

"Snap—"

The sound of ice cracking was heard overhead, and then the entire phantom of evil flames spread outwards with dense ice patterns before collapsing in the next instant.

Leng Yulai screamed, and time seemed to speed up as the ice crystal amber sealed the insects inside at a visible speed.

The music faded, but its lingering notes still echoed across the icy plains.

The snowfield beneath them had long since frozen into a solid ice crystal, its surface adorned with countless frosty white patterns that stretched into the distance.

"Let's seal the soul core and then give it to Tianfeng to deal with."

Qian Gu Qingfeng made a move but chose not to help. One reason was that the strength of a Super Douluo with four-word battle armor was no problem for him to surpass Leng Yulai.

Secondly, it's inappropriate for him to interfere in the complicated relationships and grudges among the three.

"As for Tianfeng, let's postpone it until later..." Qian Gu Qingfeng suddenly added.

The natural reaction of an uninformed person is more flawless than a carefully crafted performance.

“No need.” Xia Zheng shook her head slightly. “If Yao Zhu didn’t know, she might actually do something outrageous when facing the Holy Spirit Cult, the kind that would be hard to silence public opinion.”

At that time, will the dignified Heavenly Phoenix Douluo go crazy and search for and save his wayward sister in front of all the high-ranking officials?

Moreover, even the most subtle and historical writing style wouldn't dare portray Dark Phoenix as a fallen girl!

Even if the secret detention is discovered, Leng Yulai can still stay by Leng Yaozhu's side to comfort her soul, as long as Leng Yaozhu is willing to pay the price, or at worst, carry out the execution of the order to avoid a long and painful ordeal.

Qian Gu Qingfeng unconditionally supported his wife's decision. The friendship between them allowed Xia Zheng to hold back, as she selfishly wanted to stand on the same side as Leng Yaozhu.

He then asked, "How do I take it with me?"

This is the far north, and there are no residences or mansions under the name of the Spirit Pagoda, so settling Leng Yulai here is a problem.

A silver-white crystal, about the size of a finger, appeared in Xia Zheng's cold hand.

The original Void Crystal has not been fully absorbed by Xia Zheng Leng to this day, and the energy within it is unimaginably abundant.

"The Void Crystal contains its own space; let's find an opportunity to send it to the nearest branch."

"it is good."

Several streaks of infernal flame casually bound the corpse of the dark hummingbird, and the two left contentedly.

……

"Gentlemen, do you suspect that the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters are located in the far north?" Guo Zhenfeng, the commander of the Northern Legion, asked with a serious expression.

"The Dark Hummingbird was killed and the Dark Phoenix was seriously injured and fled. It's almost time to reveal our hand. The far north is deserted and there are only a few soul beasts left. The appearance of two of the Four Dark Kings can't be interpreted as an evil soul master coming here on a mission."

With a calm expression, Qian Gu Qing Feng recounted the facts of his experience.

In a sense, there is no lie; Leng Yulai's injury is true, and the Federation probably can't find it either.

"I have already contacted the powerful figures inside the tower," Xia Zheng reminded him in a cold but gentle voice.

"Seniors, I will contact my colleagues immediately."

The young legion commander acted decisively and immediately set out to hold the conference.

Guo Zhenfeng is indeed young, not yet fifty years old, and his cultivation has reached the level of a Title Douluo, so his talent can be described as excellent.

The Guo family behind him is one of the five major military families, firmly supports the hawks, and has only superficial ties with the Qian Gu family.

He waved to his assistant and whispered a reminder: "Take good care of these two seniors and don't neglect them."

The arrival of Qian Gu Qing Feng and Xia Zheng Leng was strange yet somehow reasonable.

Everyone knows that these two were keen on traveling the continent when they were young. Top experts rarely have this kind of leisure, as most are either engrossed in cultivation or trapped in complicated affairs.

Over the years, he may have traveled to three continents. Adding the far north as the final stop would complete his achievement of having traveled the world.

It's also possible that this Cold Rhyme Douluo came to a suitable environment to try and break through.

In conclusion, it is both reasonable and well-founded.

Guo Zhenfeng tried to distract himself for a long time, but his dejection failed to dispel the chill that gripped his body.

Even with the composure cultivated from holding a high position, it was difficult to remain calm.

What does it mean that a major source of terror might be right on your doorstep?!