On the mountaintop, Chen Zhen stood with his hands behind his back. A deep red 100,000-year soul ring pulsed slowly around him, making him look like a demon god gazing down on the world. The invisible pressure made even the distant onlookers feel suffocated, as if their hearts were tightly gripped by an unseen hand.
In this deathly silence, the sound of something tearing through the air grew louder from afar. In the next moment, another powerful figure crashed down hard beside Chen Zhen, making the entire ground tremble.
The newcomer resembled Chen Zhen: tall, robust, with tightly bound muscles brimming with explosive strength. But what drew the most attention were his hands—large, broad, with thick knuckles and a metallic bronze hue, as if they were forged from fine iron rather than flesh and blood.
In his grasp, like carrying a chicken, he held a blood-soaked figure. This man was battered, his body covered in wounds, his soul power fluctuations weak to the extreme—clearly at his limit.
"Another titled Douluo, huh!"
As the newcomer landed, the configuration of his soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—appeared clearly beneath his feet. The crowd watching from afar erupted in uncontrollable chatters; everyone's pupils constricted fiercely, hearts pounding as the shock peaked. Though the legendary 100,000-year red ring was absent, a titled Douluo was still a titled Douluo—a supreme powerhouse at the summit of the soul master world.
Usually, you'd see only one dragon beginning and ending a story, but today, three appeared outside Yunluo City in quick succession! What's more, the newcomers seemed to possess body martial souls; the two Douluos actually hailed from the mysterious and unpredictable "Body Sect."
As Jiang Wu landed, he glanced sidelong at Chen Zhen, who was still putting on the air of an invincible master, and couldn't help but smirk. Pretending to be a big bad wolf was just for cleaning up the mess, but here he was, shaking the world as if it were no big deal.
This old man didn't win at a glance, yet beat me up in place of Old Jiang—too bad he was the one to take the lead.
A perfect chance to show myself and make a name!
Jiang Wu's heart was bitter, feeling a little awkward. After all, in front of so many soul masters, and especially after the Body Sect's first high-profile strike, killing a titled Douluo under everyone's watch would be the best way to declare the Body Sect's name across the continent.
Thinking so, he threw the bloodied man to the ground with a loud "thud," as if tossing out some trash, venting a bit of irritation as he muttered angrily, "Just a little Soul Douluo. His bones are as soft as noodles. Couldn't even put up a fight—collapsed before I even warmed up."
"How boring!"
The battered man on the ground had only half a breath left. Hearing Jiang Wu's words, he convulsed violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood mixed with bits of internal organs, his eyes staring at Jiang Wu, brimming with humiliation and rage. In the end, whether from anger or injury, he tilted his head and finally passed out.
At this moment, Chen Zhen, who had been resting with his eyes closed (actually just maintaining his masterly image), slowly opened them. He ignored the dog-like figure sprawled on the ground, his piercing gaze instead instantly locking onto a rapidly approaching presence from the direction of Yunluo City.
The newcomer was incredibly fast, closing the distance in a few breaths, stopping mid-air 100 meters from the mountaintop. He wore the ornate robes of the Spirit Hall's branch master, his face dignified and stern. The soul power fluctuations from his body suddenly surged to the level of a Soul Douluo—he was the branch master stationed at Yunluo City.
At this moment, the branch master's face was no longer calm and dignified but replaced by solemnity and a barely concealed reverence. He took a deep breath, desperately suppressing the turmoil in his heart, bowed to Chen Zhen and Jiang Wu on the mountain, and performed the standard soul master salute, his voice trembling slightly.
"I am the branch master from Yunluo City's Spirit Hall greets the two Excellency!"
After rising, the branch master asked cautiously, "May I ask… two titled Douluos? Today I arrived in Yunluo City, but… what exactly happened?"
Though he was the master of the branch, respected in theory just below the Platinum Bishops and Elders, in front of two titled Douluos he felt as insignificant as an ant. Their strength was unfathomable, and one even possessed a 100,000-year soul ring. The dominant aura radiating from their bodies was enough to make him shudder.
If possible, he would never want to catch their attention first, but he had to find out where these people came from. That was critical.
Seeing the branch master's mix of respect and fear, Chen Zhen and Jiang Wu exchanged glances, both catching the slight smile that indicated their plan had succeeded. This was exactly what they wanted! But their faces remained cold and indifferent.
Chen Zhen took the lead to speak. His voice wasn't loud, but empowered by soul force, it boomed like thunder for dozens of miles, ensuring that all hidden observers could hear him.
"Body Sect, Fourth Elder."
"Title: Golden Body."
As soon as he finished, Jiang Wu chimed in with a heroic voice.
"Body Sect, Fifth Elder."
"Title: Dragon Fist."
Golden Body Douluo! Dragon Fist Douluo! These two unprecedented titles exploded in everyone's hearts. But what truly chilled everyone was the prefix—"Fourth Elder," "Fifth Elder!" This simple ranking, and the information behind it, was enough to make any power tremble!
The fourth elder, the fifth elder… What did that mean? It meant that this mysterious Body Sect had at least a first, second, and third elder, and possibly a sect master above them all. How terrifying would those people be? Were they also titled Douluos, or… even stronger?
This faction had at least six titled Douluos!
On this continent, a force like this was virtually on par with the rising Spirit Hall. The so-called three upper sects were nothing in comparison!
The branch master felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His body trembled slightly, and his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat. He wanted to ask more—where was their sect located, why were they here today? But Chen Zhen and Jiang Wu clearly had no intention of giving him the chance.
After reporting their names, the two no longer regarded the branch master as a person of consequence. Jiang Wu lightly lifted his leg, kicking the battered Ming Family lord at his feet like a stone. The bloodied figure arced through the air, landing precisely at the branch master's feet before coming to a complete stop.
After all this, Chen Zhen and Jiang Wu didn't linger. Their bodies moved simultaneously, turning into two streaks of light, tearing through the sky and vanishing into the distance, leaving only the wreckage on the ground and those two haunting titles echoing in everyone's minds.
Staring at the direction the two vanished and the Soul Douluo's corpse at his feet, the branch master of Yunluo Hall turned pale, lost for words for a long time.
"Lord…"
Behind him, several Soul Sages from the Spirit Hall rushed out in fear, staring at the body on the ground with looks of terror.
The branch master snapped back to his senses and barked, "Hurry! Retrieve this body! Now! Come with me to Spirit City to see His Holiness the Pope!"
"Something big is about to happen! Something earth-shaking!"
He knew he had to immediately report that now, two terrifying elders with titles from the "Body Sect" had appeared in the world, and this mysterious sect had at least six titled Douluos!
Far away, spies from various forces and scattered cultivators exploded into action.
"Body Sect! Golden Body Douluo! Dragon Fist Douluo!"
"Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder… Oh my god!"
"Hurry, send the news! The whole continent is about to change!"
Countless informants no longer cared about hiding, soaring into the sky from their hiding places, spreading the shocking news that could overturn the balance of the continent, all racing to be the first.
The whole city's outskirts were shrouded in clouds, leaving only the roar of countless people boiling with excitement.
…
Far away, on the other side of dense forests and mountains.
"Ha!"
Two streaks of light landed, revealing Chen Zhen and Jiang Wu. The moment they touched down, Jiang Wu could no longer contain himself. He suddenly raised his massive fist and let out an earth-shaking roar to the sky.
"Haaah——!!!"
The sonic boom rolled across the ground like thunder, shaking the trees, sending countless birds flapping away in panic.
Chen Zhen's indifferent expression finally melted as he saw Jiang Wu's exuberance, and he too couldn't contain his laughter.
"Hahaha—!"
Their laughter was filled with joy, as if venting all the energy that had accumulated in the Body Sect for years. Between the mountains and forests, only the unrestrained, joyful laughter of two titled Douluos echoed for a long time.
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