Douluo: I can upgrade my luck by traveling through One Piece

In that mysterious and vast universe, the stars twinkled, as if they were quietly listening to Huo Yuhao's declaration.

His voice was firm and powerful, penetrating the silence around him, with an unshakable belief.

"Our goal is to become a god and live forever!"

This sentence was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.

Huo Yuhao stood in front of the Silver Wolf Emperor, his eyes sparkling, his heart burning with desire and longing for the future.

His figure looked particularly tall under the starlight, as if it had merged with the power of the universe.

The Silver Wolf Emperor's eyes gradually lit up, and his inner desire was ignited by Huo Yuhao's words, flashing a blazing light.

At the peak of Douluo Continent, the two peerless masters, Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor, were like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, cold and lonely.

Their existence seemed to suppress the temperature of the entire continent to the edge of cold.

Whether it was the snow-covered mountains or the bitterly cold fields, they seemed to be trembling for their pursuit.

Becoming a god, becoming the strongest existence on this continent, is almost their only goal.

Snow Emperor, Ice Emperor, their names are well-known on the Douluo Continent.

Their strength is not only the embodiment of their cultivation, but also the tempering of countless years and the pursuit of the soul.

The figures of the two queens danced in the ice and snow, as if they were flowers blooming in winter, which were both beautiful and awe-inspiring.

However, behind this glory, their hearts were turbulent and their emotions were intertwined.

As the Snow Emperor deepened her cultivation and accumulated strength, those memories were gradually swallowed up by the cold reality.

She understood that only strength could allow her to survive in this cruel world and protect the warm memories in her heart.

In order to become a god, she was willing to give up everything, even her past emotions.

Ice Emperor was a different picture. There was an endless loneliness hidden deep in her heart.

Her eyes were as cold as a glacier, as if nothing could move her heart.

However, only she herself knew what kind of desire and fear was hidden under that cold appearance.

She was afraid of loss, loneliness, and even that her power would make her lose the opportunity to connect with others.

On the road to pursuing power, she began to become more and more indifferent and less and less approachable to others.

She longed to become a god, but was afraid of the peak of loneliness.

Even the Silver Wolf King himself had a unique obsession with becoming a god.

Or it could be said that he had an obsession with getting longer.

He had wandered in endless darkness, and that dark cave was like a cage for his soul.

The walls of the cave were covered with damp moss, and thick dust accumulated on the low stones, as if telling countless lonely years.

The Silver Wolf King spent countless long days and nights here, and the silence around him was like an invisible chain, tightly binding his heart.

Whenever night fell, the shadows deep in the cave seemed to become heavier, pressing him to breath, and loneliness and despair surged like a tide, almost suffocating him.

In this endless darkness, he practiced silently, burning with a desire for power in his heart.

Every time he meditated, he could feel the hidden energy in his body flowing quietly, as if calling him to explore a higher realm.

But every time he closed his eyes, the cold wind echoed in his ears, as if mocking his incompetence and confusion.

That voice was like the whisper of a devil, sometimes clear, sometimes vague, making him feel anxious and helpless.

"How should I choose?"

The Silver Wolf Emperor asked himself repeatedly in his heart, and the inner struggle was like a storm, hitting his will.

He longed for power and breakthroughs, but at the same time he was bound by invisible fear.

The lonely years made him sensitive and fragile, and his pride and self-esteem gradually faded in the darkness, as if only a faint flame was left, which could be extinguished at any time.

However, the Silver Wolf Emperor persisted after all!

In countless lonely nights, he silently swore in his heart that he would never sink.

Whenever he recalled his former glory, a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart.

He began to look for a way to advance to 300,000 years in the elemental crystal veins, eager to break the shackles of darkness through his own efforts and return to the world of light.

At that moment, his eyes flashed with a firm light, like a star in the dark, although weak, but still trying to shine.

However, the gears of fate are always full of unpredictable variables.

At the moment when he was about to find a way to break through, the appearance of Huo Yuhao completely disrupted his plan.

Huo Yuhao's figure was like a ray of light, shining into his dark world, but it also brought endless troubles.

The Silver Wolf King felt uneasy. He could not understand the intention of this young man, and even felt a sense of inexplicable threat.

"Okay, we have talked for so long, now tell me your decision, otherwise, I don't mind forcibly turning you into an ordinary soul ring."

Huo Yuhao's voice was calm and firm, like a sharp knife, cutting through the fog in the heart of the Silver Wolf King.

The Silver Wolf King's face stiffened for a moment, and a burst of anger and unwillingness surged in his heart.

His pride made him want to fight to the death, but knowing the reality, he knew that this impulse was undoubtedly stupid.

"How could I possibly surrender to you?"

The Silver Wolf King gritted his teeth secretly, and a flame of resistance ignited in his heart.

But when he saw the two powerful beings behind Huo Yuhao - the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, the impulse in his heart was instantly suppressed.

He knew that he could not compete with it no matter what, and there was no room for resistance.

In that quiet night, the moonlight was like water, falling on the earth, reflecting a silvery glow.

The Silver Wolf Emperor slowly lowered his head and looked at Huo Yuhao, feeling a burst of complicated emotions in his heart.

At that moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and only the slight sound of wind blew gently by my ears, bringing a touch of coolness.

The appearance of the Silver Wolf Emperor looked particularly magnificent in the moonlight.

His hair shimmered like stars, its silver-white luster shining in the moonlight, as if it was made of the purest silver, shining with mysterious light.

Every hair exudes strength and elegance, like an exquisite work of art, showing his majesty and nobility as the king of the beast race.

His body is slender and strong, with clear muscle lines, exuding an unparalleled sense of strength.

His limbs are strong and powerful, and when he steps on the ground, he makes a low and rhythmic sound, as if announcing his presence to the surrounding creatures.

The Silver Wolf Emperor's claws are sharp and powerful, like sharp blades, ready to tear apart any enemy who dares to challenge him.

His face is even more eye-catching. On his broad forehead, silver-white hair flows down like a waterfall, outlining a majestic and handsome face.

The deep eyes are like two shining stars, revealing wisdom and determination, as if they can see through people's hearts.

At this time, there was a hint of hesitation and struggle in his eyes, as if he was fighting an inner conflict - should he continue to resist arrogantly, or should he choose to succumb to the human being in front of him?

Under the moonlight, the tip of the Silver Wolf Emperor's nose trembled slightly, and he smelled the faint breath of Huo Yuhao. It was a reassuring breath, as if telling him that this young man had no ill intentions.

A trace of warmth could not help but appear in Silver Wolf Emperor's heart, and a long-lost sense of trust quietly grew in his heart.

"Huh~"

A low sigh overflowed from the Silver Wolf Emperor's mouth, as if he was helpless in his inner struggle.

He finally chose to surrender, put down his arrogance and hostility, lowered his head, and showed a surrender gesture to Huo Yuhao.

At this time, although he was no longer the aloof king, he looked more real and moving under the moonlight.

Huo Yuhao stared at the Silver Wolf Emperor quietly, feeling moved in his heart.

He knew that this moment was not only the surrender of the Silver Wolf Emperor, but also the understanding and tolerance between the two lives.

Although the Silver Wolf Emperor under the moonlight is no longer the arrogant being, he has shown a deeper power in his surrender.

Silver Wolf Emperor's heart was also changing quietly.

He began to reflect on his responsibilities and mission as a king. Should he really put himself on a high throne and not listen to those voices who longed for peace and understanding?

At this time, he seemed to have found his direction under the moonlight.

Under this quiet night sky, the distance between Silver Wolf Emperor and Huo Yuhao gradually narrowed, and their hearts resonated invisibly.

The moonlight fell on them, as if giving this moment a layer of sacred brilliance, witnessing this spiritual communication that transcended race and hostility.

A moment later, a pure black magic circle slowly rotated around Huo Yuhao and the Silver Wolf Emperor, like a whirlpool in the night sky, deep and mysterious.

Every rune of the magic circle shone with a faint but firm light, as if whispering an ancient spell, summoning unknown power.

This is the Soul Transformation Array—a miracle that has never existed in the Douluo world.

Huo Yuhao stared at the magic circle, his heart filled with excitement and expectation.

He recalled this long road of exploration, the initial idea, and after countless days and nights of research and experimentation, he finally brought this magic circle into reality.

Electrolux, the great soul mentor, once taught him the secret of this magic circle in a dream, causing him to toss and turn countless nights, thinking about how to perfect it.

Now, the magic circle has matured and contains extremely majestic power, as if waiting for his call.

The Silver Wolf Emperor stood beside Huo Yuhao, feeling the fluctuations emanating from the magic circle, and he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.

As a powerful soul beast, the Silver Wolf Emperor is far more sensitive to power than ordinary people.

Its gaze was like a sharp blade, staring at the black light flowing in the magic circle, and it felt a faint feeling of uneasiness and expectation in its heart.

It knew that today would be an unusual day, a moment that might change it, and even the fate of the entire Silver Wolf family.

The circle rotated faster and faster. Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to recite the spell silently.

As his voice gradually sounded, the runes in the magic circle began to flicker, gradually forming a strange resonance.

That feeling is like a resonance deep in the soul, conveying an invisible connection.

Huo Yuhao's heartbeat also accelerated, as if it was inseparably connected with every rotation of the magic circle.

"The core of the soul transformation array lies in the reshaping of the soul."

Huo Yuhao's voice echoed in the empty space, carrying firm belief.

His eyes gradually became firm, and countless possibilities emerged in his mind.

Through this magic circle, he can not only transform the soul of the Silver Wolf King, but also explore deeper soul mysteries, and even create a new soul form.

The magic circle rotates faster and faster, and the black light gradually condenses into a huge vortex, as if it is going to suck everything around it.

Huo Yuhao felt the tremor in the depths of his soul, a long-lost feeling, as if calling him to explore the unknown.

His hands trembled slightly, and the tension and expectation in his heart intertwined into a powerful force, driving him forward.

At that moment, under the powerful power of the magic circle, the body of the Silver Wolf King slowly turned into wisps of dazzling light, like dewdrops in the morning light, flashing with brilliant brilliance.

Energy surged towards Huo Yuhao like a tide, as if the spiritual energy of the entire Douluo Continent was gathered in him at this moment.

That power is not only the sublimation of the soul, but also an incomparable shock, which makes every cell in his heart cheer.

Huo Yuhao's heartbeat gradually accelerated, as if it was resonating with this powerful energy.

He could feel that his body seemed to be torn apart and reshaped, and every inch of his soul was blending with the power of the Silver Wolf King.

It was an unprecedented experience, both painful and beautiful, like dancing on the edge of a knife, exciting and dangerous.

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to keep himself calm.

He knew that this moment was the most critical moment in his life. Only through this transformation could he truly enter a higher realm of cultivation.

The light of the magic circle became more and more dazzling, and the space around him seemed to be distorted. Huo Yuhao felt as if he was in an endless universe, surrounded by endless stars, flashing a mysterious and attractive brilliance.

A strong desire surged in his heart, longing for the complete integration of energy and the leap of power.

Countless soul rings flashed in his mind. Those efforts and contributions in the past turned into invisible support at this moment, pushing him forward.

A large amount of energy broke through the barrier that Huo Yuhao had broken through.

This is the strength of the cultivation system of the Douluo World.

In the beginning, you only need to accumulate soul power, and then absorb soul rings step by step to upgrade.

Who would dare to think of this in other worlds?

Not long after, Huo Yuhao's soul power level broke through the limit.

Level 70.

Level 71.

Level 72.

Level 73.

It didn't stop until level 73.

"The soul power of the Silver Wolf King of more than 200,000 years can only let me upgrade to level 73?" (End of this chapter)