Douluo: Peerless Sky Eye Yuhao

"Roar."

People from both sides reunited and celebrated their happiness, but an exciting dragon roar attracted everyone's attention.

Huo Yuhao turned his head and looked, his eyes slightly frozen, he saw that a light and shadow of the same proportion slowly separated from the surface of the huge dragon bone of the Light Dragon King. It was no exaggeration to say that it was like covering the sky and the sun.

A pair of dragon wings spread out, like flowing skylight, as beautiful as the aurora.

"See my king."

Little White Dragon's parents were the most excited. They immediately knelt on one knee and reverently made a gesture of submission to the Dragon King's light and shadow.

Although Di Tian did not kneel down on one knee directly, the blood in his body began to boil instantly, and a feeling of reverence like the people of the empire seeing the emperor surged through his body.

As a member of the dragon clan, especially as a descendant of the dark dragon king's royal family, being able to see the existence of one of his ancestors, his golden eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"I, the descendant of the Dark Dragon King, Di Tian, ​​pay my respects to the Light Dragon King." After a moment of excitement, Di Tian shouted respectfully to the huge dragon soul.

At this time, Huo Yuhao saw Wang Qiuer winking at him and heard her voice, “Yuhao, should I kneel down to show my appreciation?”

“I think you should kneel down.” Huo Yuhao replied, “After all, you are going to inherit someone else’s legacy. It would be unreasonable not to kneel down.”

"You're right." Wang Qiuer nodded and was about to kneel down to salute.

But before her knees touched the ground, a ray of soft light supported her.

Wang Qiuer was surprised and looked up.

A gentle voice whose gender could not be determined sounded in everyone's ears.

"You carry the blood of the Golden Dragon King, even if it's just a strand. You don't need to bow to me."

Wang Qiuer was slightly stunned.

At this time, the huge soul of the Light Dragon King slowly shrank and finally turned into an unclear human figure.

The pure breath of light floats away, bringing peace of mind to people.

"My king." The white dragon couple walked forward excitedly with the little white dragon whose eyes were still red.

The remnant soul of the Bright Dragon King smiled faintly and said, "It seems that I was right to ask you two to escort the young dragon instead of letting you directly participate in the battle. Otherwise, if this human died today, your daughter's soul would also disappear into thin air."

Speaking of this, Bai Long and his wife burst into sighs.

They should have died in battle like their fellow tribesmen, but were commissioned by the Dragon King of Light to escort the young dragon members to escape from the divine realm, which naturally included their daughter. When the escort was completed, the war between gods had come to an end.

The Dragon God fell, and before his death he did not want his dragon bones to be spread across the various planes, or to be taken by the gods to refine artifacts. In the end, a small world was condensed, and the remains of most of the dragon descendants who died in the battle were transferred into it. The coordinates of the small world were forcibly erased, making it impossible for the gods to find it.

Because of this, all the powerful dragon beings, except for those who died in the battle earlier and are nowhere to be found, are in the small world.

When the Light Dragon King died in battle, the couple, as leaders of the guard, chose to be buried with him rather than live in vain. They then sealed their own divine powers and used them as a protective force, always keeping him company.

However, they did not expect that, as time passed, their long-forgotten dragon souls would be awakened by their daughter's breath, and even the seal on their original divine power would be broken by the dim light, and they would descend into the world once again.

In fact, if the Abyss Saint Lord's divine power had not attacked the seal condensed by the power of light above their burial ground, causing the divine seal to sense that the burial ground was in crisis and automatically lifted, the couple would not have been able to take action.

"I don't have much time, so I won't talk to you." The Light Dragon King spoke quite gently. He smiled and rubbed the little white dragon's head, then turned to look at Di Tian and Wang Qiuer.

"Black Dragon Clan boy, you brought a non-dragon member with a trace of Golden Dragon King blood to awaken me. Is it for the inheritance?"

Di Tian said respectfully: "Yes."

The Bright Dragon King glanced at Wang Qiuer and said with interest: "Yes, although you are not a member of my dragon clan, you are a beast born with luck, just like the Dragon God before he grew up. It is appropriate for you to receive my inheritance."

Di Tian's eyes lit up: "Do you agree?"

The Light Dragon King smiled helplessly and said, "They are already buried, so why should I keep this inheritance? I might as well pass it on. I just hope this little auspicious beast will not humiliate my reputation as the Light Dragon King. After all, I fought with the Thunder God, the chief of the main gods, and died together."

Wang Qiuer suddenly noticed that Huo Yuhao winked at her, and she quickly said, "Don't worry, I, Wang Qiuer, swear on my life that I will once again make the name of the Bright Dragon King famous in the future."

“Don’t be nervous. I was just saying the reputation.” The Light Dragon King smiled and immediately looked at Huo Yuhao: “Are you really a friend of the dragon clan?”

Di Tian, ​​Wang Qiuer, and Bai Long's family all looked over involuntarily.

“Yes.” Huo Yuhao said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"I don't know what the God Realm is like now, but judging from the situation of Di Tian, ​​he seems to be restricted by the God Realm. Otherwise, with a trace of Dragon God power in his hands, he would have become a god long ago." The Light Dragon King said in a deep voice.

"Today, the auspicious beast will inherit my throne. If the future God Realm does not tolerate her, what will you do?"

Di Tian and Wang Qiuer already knew the answer and were very calm. However, Bai Long and his wife had mysterious looks in their eyes, as if they were also waiting for an answer that would satisfy them.

“Today’s God Realm is no longer the God Realm of the past. If we want to become powerful, we need more gods, including the gods of the dragon clan,” Huo Yuhao said meaningfully.

The Dragon King of Light raised his eyebrows and stared at Huo Yuhao with interest, "You are not a god, how do you know?" He knew that the God King of Evil and the God King of Good did not like the dragon gods.

“I have seen the God King of Destruction and the God King of Life.” Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

The pupils of the Light Dragon King and the White Dragon couple suddenly shrank, and then their eyes changed.

"That's it."

The Light Dragon King nodded seemingly calmly, but in fact a tsunami was rising in his heart.

The reason is very simple. When the gods fought each other, the two gods, Destruction and Life, contributed the least and had the least killing intent towards the dragon clan.

Thinking in his mind, he took out a platinum-colored ball of light from his arms and handed it to Wang Qiuer.

The latter hurriedly took it and heard:
"This is the seed of the throne of the God of Light. Of course, it is not the same as the God of Light among human gods, but the name is the same."

After handing over the inheritance, the soul of the Bright Dragon King suddenly flickered, and he said calmly: "I have done what I can do. From now on, it depends on you, the younger generation."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body disappeared like sand blown away by the wind.

Wang Qiuer looked at the inheritance ball in her hand and suddenly felt a huge pressure.

Di Tian patted her shoulder with a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

Wang Qiuer nodded heavily, "I will try my best."

After successfully obtaining the inheritance, Di Tian became excited and said to Bai Long and his wife, "I wonder if you two seniors know of anything in the small world that can help people break through to the god level?"

He did not forget the purpose of Huo Yuhao's trip.

After saying thank you to Di Tian in his heart, Huo Yuhao also looked at the Bai Long couple expectantly.

"Break through to the god level?" Little White Dragon's father asked, "You want to break through?"

“No.” Di Tian shook his head and pointed at Huo Yuhao, “I am seeking an opportunity for Yuhao. This is the key to whether he can become a god.”

"For him?" Bai Long and his wife looked over.

Little White Dragon snuggled in his parents' arms and said quickly, "Mom and Dad, please help him. If it weren't for Yuhao, my soul would have been shattered."

The White Dragon couple gently patted Little White Dragon on the head and said to Huo Yuhao, "The opportunity to help you become a god does exist in this small world."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao and Di Tian’s eyes lit up slightly.

Wang Qiuer also excitedly clenched her fist towards Huo Yuhao to express her cheers.

“Please tell me, seniors.” Huo Yuhao said sincerely.

Bai Long and his wife smiled and said, "The opportunity lies with us."

Wang Qiuer was stunned when he heard this, but Huo Yuhao reacted and blurted out, “Are you referring to the original divine power in both of you?”

“That’s right.” After being pointed out, the Bailong couple nodded, “When my husband and I were at our peak, we were both peak second-level gods. We didn’t die in battle that year, but committed suicide and chose to be buried with our king. This is how we preserved our original divine power.”

"Although a lot of the original divine power has been consumed due to the passage of time, it is still enough to support a person to improve his cultivation to the level of a second-level god without a god position." "If you need this original divine power, we can give it to you. It all comes from your saving my daughter's soul just now and your selfless help."

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but look at the little white dragon, and suddenly felt that the world was so wonderful.

When he obtained the White Dragon Wing Soul Bone, who could have imagined that several years later, it would become the key to helping him become a god.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that he just helped Xiaobailong casually, but he got such a rich reward.

Little White Dragon's mother smiled and said, "As a mother, I have a prerequisite to add."

“You say.” Huo Yuhao said excitedly.

She sighed and said, "If you become a god in the future, please revive my daughter and protect her."

This is a very normal and common condition, coming from a mother's concern.

The little white dragon seemed to understand something. He snuggled obediently in his parents' arms, enjoying the joy of the last family reunion.

“Junior promises you.” Huo Yuhao promised in a very sincere tone.

"Okay." Little White Dragon's father stepped forward and said, "Come with me."

He turned and walked towards his keel.

Di Tian nodded slightly at Huo Yuhao, and the latter immediately followed him.

It stopped in front of the two huge dragon bones. Under Huo Yuhao’s gaze, the energy body transformed from the white dragon slammed its own dragon bones with a palm.

Suddenly, a huge, pure white dragon pattern magic array emerged in an instant and then merged into the dragon bones.

Soon, a slight vibration sound came from the keel.

Under Huo Yuhao's gaze, a pure white energy began to peel off from the surface of the dragon bone, like thousands of raindrops, floating towards the sky, and finally gathered into a ball in mid-air, as bright as the scorching sun.

Wisps of light mist swirled on the surface of the energy ball, filling the interior with extremely abundant divine power of light, making it appear hazy.

Peace, gentleness, strength, purification, these are the words that represent the power of light.

Huo Yuhao had no doubt that if this ball of energy was placed in the Douluo plane, it could even illuminate an entire continent and leave behind endless legends.

"give it to you."

When the last wisp of original divine power was separated from the dragon bone and merged into the ball of light, the white dragon grabbed it in the air and handed it to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao took it carefully. When the divine power shone on his body, he felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain.

Huo Yuhao was about to say thank you, but suddenly noticed that Bai Long’s energy body had become transparent.

On the other side, Xiaobailong also noticed something wrong with his mother and became anxious.

"Let's have one last chat with our daughter." Bai Long and his wife were very calm. They had handed over their original divine power but it did not mean they were dead. They would still be able to survive as dragon souls. Of course, in that case, their intelligence would not be as smooth as it is now.

Huo Yuhao expressed his gratitude again, then stepped aside with Di Tian and Wang Qiuer to wait.

The parent-child reunion lasted for more than ten minutes. Finally, the little white dragon walked towards Huo Yuhao reluctantly, turned into a white light, and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

The energy bodies of the white dragon couple began to separate, but their tone was full of expectation, "I hope that one day in the future, my dragon race can return to the eyes of the world with your efforts. Please."

As soon as the words fell, everything disappeared.

Di Tian was silent for a long time before he sighed, "It's over, we should go back."

"it is good."

This process was full of ups and downs, but in the end, I got what I wanted.

Huo Yuhao felt the White Dragon's original divine power that he had taken into his body, and his mood became hot.

Absorb, become a god, kill the Saint Lord of the Abyss, and face Tang San and the gods.

...

Spirit world.

On the lawn outside the valley where the God of Emotions lives, a lively cooking competition has begun.

The three great gods sat at the chief seat, accompanied by the god of emotions Rong Nianbing and the god of food Oscar, and the five of them served as referees.

The gods who participated in the competition and had excellent cooking skills each performed their own unique cooking techniques, which dazzled the other gods. However, the smell of the tempting aroma also made the gods rub their hands.

On the lawn, there were constant comments and it was very lively.

"It has been several months since the failure of the initial attack on the Abyss. We can start to reduce the strength of the space barrier and the plane laws of Douluo Star to allow the god-level masters of the Abyss to enter."

While the other gods were watching the game, the minds of the three gods touched each other and they were having a private conversation.

The first to speak was the God of Destruction.

Tang San tapped the armrest with his fingers and said calmly: "Goddess of Life as a witness, the God of Destruction and I will control the God Realm Center to reduce the laws of the Douluo plane. After that, God of Destruction, you and I will each send two priest-level examiners to enter Douluo Star."

"Yes." The God of Destruction nodded.

The goddess of life also nodded slightly.

After a brief exchange, the three God Kings each controlled their clones in the God Realm Committee and officially began to make temporary modifications to individual planets on Douluo Star with the help of the God Realm Center.

...

abyss.

The already dim and dilapidated world now seemed even more chaotic.

The surviving Abyss Emperors watched with trembling bodies as the Abyss Saint Lord vented his anger.

No one dared to ask what happened after the Saint Lord of the Abyss let his clone enter that small world. In any case, the original body soon started cursing and smashing things around.

On the void throne, the Holy Lord of the Abyss sat there, his handsome face looking distorted.

The cultivation of an avatar is difficult to begin with, after all, it is at least at the level of a third-level god. It pained him deeply to waste it this time.

But the most important thing was that he failed to kill Huo Yuhao, which almost became his inner demon.

"Damn it." The Abyss Saint Lord tightly grasped a blue-purple weapon that looked like a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and slashed forward with a sinister look on his face.

Under the horrified gazes of several abyss emperors.

The sky of the abyss plane was torn apart from the middle like rolling flesh and blood, and the vast abyss energy was continuously swallowed up into the deep crack.

The Heavenly Saint Abyss-Rifting Halberd is the most powerful weapon in the Abyss Plane, and it is also a super artifact that can only be produced in one in any plane other than the God Realm.

In the vast universe, even many weak gods do not have even one super artifact.

"Continue to look for opportunities to enter the Douluo plane, even if it takes a hundred years or a thousand years, I must wait. I must completely flatten the Douluo plane, otherwise it will be difficult to resolve the hatred in my heart."

The cold voice of the Saint Lord of the Abyss echoed throughout the entire seating area.

"As you command." All the priest-level Abyss Emperors responded respectfully.

“There seem to be countless dragon bones in that small world.” After the Abyss Saint Lord had vented his anger and calmed down, he couldn’t help but speculate in his heart, “Could it be that they perished together with the gods of the Douluo plane?”

"Only in this way can we explain why there is a divine inheritance in the Douluo plane, but no gods appear."

"...After I conquer the Douluo plane, I can go and have a look. Maybe there is a way for me to break through to the Divine King level."

Endless thick fog rolled up, hiding the figure of the Abyss Saint Lord, and the world was once again in deathly silence. (End of this chapter)