c1: The Awakening Giant Dragon
Douluo Star.
This was a vast and vibrant Planet, one of the countless lower planes beneath the Divine Realm, inhabited by innumerable Humans and powerful Spirit Beasts that cultivated through absorbing Heaven and Earth energy. Across its lands lay the two great continents, Douluo Continent and the distant Sun Moon Continent each teeming with life, sects, and ancient legacies that had endured since the age of the Dragon God.
Deep within the Core of Douluo Star, far beneath the crust where even Extreme Douluo dared not tread, there existed an immeasurably vast Magma Domain.
The Magma churned endlessly, infused with terrifying Fire Elemental Essence and traces of ancient Dragon Power. This heat was so overwhelming that even a Rank 99 Limit Douluo would be incinerated into nothingness in less than a single breath upon entering this forbidden region.
Within the violently churning crimson Magma, an immensely huge golden body flickered indistinctly, as though it existed between reality and another dimension.
Every single Scale on that golden body radiated a divine luster, each one enormous beyond comprehension, resembling small mountains forged from condensed divine metal, exuding pressure that could suppress even ferocious hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts.
At this moment, the red Magma suddenly churned violently, and an enormous Dragon Head burst forth from the sea of fire.
The Dragon Head was as massive as a palace hall, its sharp eyes glowing like twin suns, while its hundreds-of-meters-long Dragon Whiskers swayed like living entities, resembling serpentine Dragons swimming freely within the molten world.
The golden body slowly unfurled, revealing its true form.
This terrifying existence hidden beneath Douluo Star's core was actually a Golden Giant Dragon stretching over Ten Thousand Zhang in length, its body containing an aura eerily reminiscent of the long-lost Dragon God, yet purer, more ancient, and far more domineering.
The instant the Giant Dragon slightly rolled its colossal body, the entire Douluo Star began to tremble violently.
The Planet's crust groaned as if unable to withstand the pressure, and the balance of elemental forces across the world instantly fell into chaos, as though the very laws of the plane were being shaken apart.
Countless Volcanoes erupted simultaneously across the continents, spewing scorching Magma into the skies like apocalyptic pillars of fire.
The skies darkened, and ash clouds spread across the horizon, resembling the end of an era as destructive power surged without restraint.
The boundless seas roared with fury, forming Tsunamis hundreds of meters high that surged toward the only two Continents on the Planet.
Waves collided with coastlines like divine punishment, threatening to engulf cities, sects, and countless living beings within mere moments.
The Continents themselves trembled violently, massive cracks spreading across the land as though the world was on the verge of splitting apart.
Mountain ranges collapsed, rivers reversed their flow, and the balance that had existed for tens of thousands of years seemed ready to crumble into oblivion.
At this moment, all Living Beings on Douluo Star felt their Souls tremble violently, as if suppressed by an ancient bloodline.
They instinctively prostrated themselves on the ground, unable to resist this overwhelming pressure that seemed to originate from the very pinnacle of existence.
Whether they were ordinary people, powerful Title Douluo, Limit Douluo at Rank 99, hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts, or even legendary Vicious Beasts like those that once followed the Beast God, all trembled uncontrollably in fear, as if facing the return of a supreme ruler.
"Angel God, please display your Divine Miracle and save your devout followers."
Within the Elder Palace of Spirit Hall in Spirit City, an aged voice filled with reverence and desperation echoed, recalling the glory of the Angel God's lineage that once descended upon the mortal world.
"Great Sea God Lord, please descend upon the World and save your billions of subjects."
On Sea God Island, a noble and voluptuous woman clad in sacred palace attire knelt before the altar of Sea God, her voice trembling as she prayed with utmost devotion, her faith unwavering despite the looming destruction.
In the God Realm, countless terrifyingly powerful Divinities instantly sensed the disturbance.
Their Divine Thoughts swept across the lower planes, and even the stable laws of the Divine Realm rippled faintly, indicating that something far beyond ordinary catastrophes had occurred.
Within the God Realm Committee, the Divine Thought Clones of the Five Great Leaders gathered in solemn silence.
These supreme beings who governed the balance of all lower planes focused their attention on Douluo Star, their expressions grave as they perceived the near-collapse of the world.
The Evil God King spoke in a deep and authoritative voice,
"Asura, you, Kindness, and Life must immediately descend to Douluo Star. Preserve as many lives as possible before the plane collapses completely."
"Leave it to us." The Asura God was about to descend alongside the God Kings of Kindness and Life.
However, in the very next instant, the catastrophic destruction that engulfed Douluo Star abruptly vanished without leaving the slightest trace behind.
The erupting Magma disappeared entirely, the roaring seas calmed as though nothing had happened, and even the shattered landmasses restored themselves perfectly.
Collapsed buildings, fractured mountains, and torn landscapes all reverted to their original state, as if time itself had been reversed.
All life returned to the exact state they were in before the disaster struck.
It was as though the apocalyptic scene had never existed, leaving only the lingering terror etched deep within their Souls.
Everything that had just occurred seemed like a fleeting illusion, yet it was far too real to deny.
No being present could forget the suffocating pressure that had nearly crushed their very existence.
No this was not an Illusion.
Every living being on Douluo Star still remembered that instinctual fear, that suppression from the depths of their bloodline, as if facing an existence above even Gods.
The Five Great Leaders of the God Realm were equally certain that what had just transpired was real.
Yet even with their supreme authority and understanding of the Universe, they could not comprehend how such a catastrophe could vanish so completely.
The Asura God spoke gravely,
"Moments ago, Douluo Star was on the brink of disintegration, yet it was restored instantly. What kind of Power could possibly achieve this?"
For the first time in countless years, the Five Great Leaders felt genuine shock.
That mysterious Power not only surpassed mortal limits but also instilled a faint sense of fear even within them.
The Evil God King said in a low voice,
"The Universe holds countless unknown Mysteries. Asura, I entrust you with descending to the Lower Realm to investigate this incident thoroughly."
"Alright."
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Inside the Core Magma Domain, the Ten Thousand Zhang long Golden Giant Dragon rapidly shrank in size.
Its massive form condensed continuously until it transformed into a small boy of six or seven years old, calmly suspended above the endless sea of Magma.
Earth Elements surged obediently around him, gathering as if responding to a supreme command.
A stone platform with a diameter of five meters rose from the Magma, its surface smooth and flawless, as though crafted by the laws of the world themselves.
The boy descended gently, his bare feet landing softly upon the platform.
Despite the surrounding inferno, he remained completely unaffected, as if he existed above all elemental constraints.
His skin resembled flawless white jade infused with faint golden radiance, emitting a soft yet awe-inspiring glow.
His long black hair cascaded down his back, while his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes gave him an otherworldly presence, with golden lightning occasionally flickering within his pupils.
Although his appearance was that of a mere child,
every detail about him exuded perfection, a natural flawlessness that surpassed even the most refined divine beings of the God Realm.
"Hoo..."
The boy exhaled softly, yet the space before him instantly trembled and shattered under the force of his breath, revealing a pitch-black void that devoured all light and matter.
"This Planet is still so fragile," the boy murmured calmly.
With a casual wave of his hand, the fractured space restored itself completely, as if reality itself obeyed his will.
Sensing several powerful Divine Thoughts sweeping across the surface of Douluo Star, the boy's lips curved slightly upward.
"After sleeping for endless Years, some decent little fellows have finally appeared."
A hint of joy appeared in his deep, star-like eyes.
"Humans have finally been born. A World with humans is far more interesting than one filled only with Spirit Beasts and primitive lifeforms. Hmm... how many Years have I been asleep?"
The boy slowly closed his eyes, his Divine Sense sweeping through the flow of time itself before opening them again a moment later.
"This period of slumber actually lasted more than 500 million Years. Rounding it off, I'll just call it 500 million Years. To think that such a vast span of time passed in the blink of an eye."
He let out a faint sigh, a trace of ancient loneliness hidden within it, as countless memories from the distant past surfaced.
Scenes of barren lands, chaotic elemental storms, and the rise and fall of countless primitive species flickered through his mind like fragments of a forgotten era.
His name was Ao Tian.
He originally came from Earth, his Soul inexplicably reborn into this world, eventually inhabiting the body of a young Dragon and awakening an existence that far surpassed ordinary Spirit Beasts.
Through endless cultivation and comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth, he rose step by step, eventually becoming the most powerful existence on this Planet.
In the ancient era before human civilization, he ruled over countless primitive creatures, even those comparable to ancient ferocious beasts, standing at the absolute apex of Douluo Star.
Yet despite possessing such overwhelming strength, his human Soul brought him an unavoidable flaw.
Endless solitude, boundless emptiness, and the absence of intelligent companionship slowly eroded his will, forcing him to seal himself in deep slumber to escape the torment.
Now, after 500 million Years, humanity had finally appeared on Douluo Star.
The once silent world now brimmed with civilization, Spirit Masters, Empires, and faith, causing Ao Tian's long-dormant heart to stir once more.
"Then I shall properly enjoy this era..."
A faint ripple of mysterious power spread out from Ao Tian's body, subtly altering reality itself.
Clothing styled after the Douluo Continent's Spirit Master attire formed around him, perfectly fitted, as if naturally born with him.
He casually took a step forward.
Without the slightest fluctuation of spatial power or Spirit Energy, his figure vanished completely from the Magma Domain.
On the surface of Douluo Star, Ao Tian's figure appeared silently, as if he had always been there.
There was no distortion, no teleportation ripple—only a seamless transition that defied even the understanding of Gods.
Ao Tian arrived within Spirit City, as his perception had already swept across the continent and identified this place as having a slightly higher concentration of so-called "Experts."
To him, however, even those peak existences were nothing more than slightly stronger ants crawling upon the surface of the world.
"Weak… far too weak…" Ao Tian muttered, gently shaking his head with visible disappointment.
Even the strongest auras here were insignificant compared to the ancient beings he once ruled over or the power he currently possessed.
He raised his head and gazed toward the sky, his eyes piercing through layers of space.
"When did an additional World appear above this one? Hmm… those Divine Thoughts seem to originate from there."
Carefully sensing the strength contained within those Divine Thoughts, Ao Tian curled his lips in faint disdain.
Compared to his own level, even those so-called Gods were disappointingly lacking, barely enough to pique his interest.
"Weak… still too weak."
Spirit City was the sacred headquarters of Spirit Hall, where the Supreme Pontiff resided.
Although its scale could not compare to the capitals of the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire, its overall strength, Spirit Master concentration, and influence far surpassed both.
At that moment, deafening cheers suddenly erupted from the Holy Mountain at the center of Spirit City.
The sound spread like a tidal wave, instantly sweeping across the entire city and igniting the emotions of millions.
"Long Live the Supreme Pontiff! Long Live! Long, Long Live!"
The voices of countless commoners and Spirit Masters echoed endlessly, their faces flushed red as they shouted with fervent devotion toward the Holy Mountain.
Faith, fanaticism, and blind worship intertwined, forming an overwhelming atmosphere of reverence.
Ao Tian raised his head slightly.
All buildings, mountains, and obstacles became completely transparent before his gaze, allowing him to directly observe the scene atop the Holy Mountain.
There stood a magnificent golden hall, radiating grandeur and authority.
Before it gathered a large group of Spirit Masters, each exuding powerful auras, clearly elites within Spirit Hall.
At the forefront stood a man clad in luxurious golden robes.
He appeared to be in his thirties, tall and imposing, with sharp features and eyes filled with arrogance and authority that reflected his supreme status.
This man was none other than Qian Xunji, the current Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall.
His presence alone commanded submission, and his voice carried the weight of absolute authority.
"Everything that just occurred was the Angel God, whom our Spirit Hall reveres, displaying a Divine Miracle."
"Do not fear. The Angel God is the most powerful existence. His divine light protects the world, dispels disasters, and shields all believers from suffering and illness…"
Hearing this, the citizens became even more excited, their faith growing stronger under his words.
However, to Ao Tian, such speech was nothing more than meaningless noise, completely devoid of value.
His Divine Thought silently descended upon Qian Xunji, effortlessly breaking through his mental defenses.
Without the slightest resistance, Ao Tian began to probe deeply into the man's Soul.
Soul Search!
Qian Xunji continued his grand speech, completely unaware that every secret, every memory, and every hidden thought within him had already been laid bare.
Even the Spirit Masters around him failed to notice anything unusual.
Douluo Continent… Spirit Hall… Qian Xunji…
In an instant, Ao Tian obtained all necessary information.
At the same time, memories sealed deep within his consciousness for hundreds of millions of Years began to awaken.
In his previous life, he had once read a novel Douluo Continent.
A faint ripple appeared in his calm eyes.
To think that this world he now stood in was actually the very world described within that book.
One book, one World.
The mysteries of existence were far deeper than even he had imagined, and even with his current strength, he could not fully comprehend them.
His Divine Thought was incomparably powerful, and the vast amount of information extracted from Qian Xunji was instantly digested.
Nothing within the man could remain hidden before him.
"Qian Xunji intends to forcibly possess Bibi Dong tonight?"
Ao Tian's gaze shifted, landing upon a breathtakingly beautiful young girl standing behind Qian Xunji.
Her presence stood out even among elites, drawing attention effortlessly.
The girl possessed nearly flawless beauty, her eyes bright and lively, sparkling with intelligence and faint innocence.
Every subtle movement carried a natural charm, along with a trace of youthful playfulness that had yet to be extinguished by fate.
She was none other than Bibi Dong in her youth.
A faint starlight flickered within Ao Tian's eyes.
Back when he read the novel in his previous life, Bibi Dong's tragic fate had left a deep impression on him, even becoming a lingering regret.
Now, fate had placed him at this exact moment.before everything fell into darkness.
Standing here, witnessing her before the tragedy unfolded, he already understood what he needed to do.
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