Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun: Douluo Biography

Name: Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun: Douluo Biography
Author: Taoist Ziwu

by Taoist Ziwu

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Ch. 32 — Night Talk in the Woods, the Future is Uncertain

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From the battle of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties to the battle of the Heavenly Palace, Yang Jian, the true king of Qingyuan Miao Dao, has been powerful in the three realms for more than a thousand years. However, in a shocking collision of time and space rifts, the heavenly God of War who had become a saint was actually involved in the chaotic chaos. His body resisted the eternal time and space, and finally fell into a completely unfamiliar world - Douluo Continent. Under the pressure of the laws of time and space, his spiritual power was greatly depleted and he temporarily reverted to the form of a young boy. However, his spirit was immortal, his memory still existed, and his heaven-reaching mana and various supernatural powers merely remained silent in the depths of his bloodline. Along with him came the loyal servant Roaring Sky Dog. For thousands of years, he was like a passer-by in seclusion. He once watched with cold eyes as Tang San showed his prowess in Notting, and he also stopped to witness Huo Yuhao's legendary achievements in the far north. The years passed by in just a blink of an eye for him. By the time of Tang Wulin, the true king gradually recovered his divine power and transformed into a sixteen-year-old boy with peerless grace and erect eyes. The soul master in this world cultivates martial souls and hunts soul beasts in order to become a god, but he is an anomaly: he has no martial soul, no soul ring, only the majestic divine power and heaven-reaching mystical power originating from the ancient East. His existence itself is a subversion of all the rules of the Douluo world. He will step out of the dusty cave and enter this era of renewed turmoil. Faced with the doubts of the soul master, the covetous power of the forces, and the unknown catastrophe of the abyss, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun only caressed the three-pointed two-edged sword, the heavenly eyes on his forehead were slightly opened, and his eyes were as indifferent as eternal ice. The secrets of the disappearance of the gods and the danger of the overthrow of the plane are all revealed in a single thought. This time, he was no longer on the sidelines.