Chapter 1: The Awakened Giant Dragon
2024-07-17 Author: Xianyu Wangyue
Douluo Star.
This was a planet teeming with life, home to countless humans and soul beasts.
Within the core of Douluo Star lay an exceedingly vast magma space.
The magma churned, emitting an extreme heat. At such temperatures, even a Titled Douluo from the surface would likely be reduced to ashes in less than a single breath.
Within the roiling red magma, an incomparably massive golden body flickered in and out of sight.
On this golden body, the diameter of each and every scale was terrifyingly large.
At this moment, the red magma began to churn violently, and a colossal dragon's head suddenly emerged from the sea of lava.
The dragon's head was as large as a house, its hundreds-of-meters-long whiskers like smaller dragons swimming through the magma.
Its golden body stretched out, revealing the behemoth beneath the magma to be a golden dragon stretching for tens of thousands of meters.
The moment the giant dragon shifted its body, the entire Douluo Star began to tremble.
Countless volcanoes erupted, spewing scorching magma that blotted out the sky.
The ocean roared, forming tsunamis hundreds of meters high that surged toward the planet's only two continents, threatening to engulf them.
The continents trembled, looking as if they might break apart at any moment.
At this instant, every living being on Douluo Star felt their soul quiver in terror, and they prostrated themselves on the ground.
Whether they were ordinary people, Limit Douluo at the apex of the pyramid, several-hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts, or the various fierce beasts, none could stop themselves from trembling in fear, feeling as if doomsday had arrived.
"Oh, Angel God, please show us a miracle and save your devout believers!"
From within the Elder Hall in Wuhun City, an aged and pious voice called out.
"Great Lord Sea God, please descend upon this world and save your hundreds of millions of children!"
On Sea God Island, a beautiful, curvaceous woman in courtly attire knelt before an altar, praying devoutly.
In the God Realm, countless deities of terrifying strength instantly sensed the disturbance.
Within the God Realm Committee, the divine sense projections of the five great leaders gathered, their expressions grim as they perceived the commotion on the Douluo Continent.
The Evil God King said, "Asura, you, Goodness, and Life will immediately head to Douluo Star. Save as many as you can."
"Leave it to us." The Asura God was just about to descend with the Goodness God King and the Life Goddess to save the world. However, in the very next instant, all the disasters on Douluo Star vanished as if they were never there.
The spewing magma disappeared without a trace, the roaring ocean became utterly tranquil, and the abysses that had split the continents and the collapsed houses were all restored to their original state.
All life was returned to the state it was in the moment before the disaster struck.
Everything that had just happened was like a passing cloud, as if it had never occurred at all.
No, this was no illusion. Every living being on Douluo Star still remembered that soul-quaking terror.
The five great leaders of the God Realm were also certain that what had just happened was absolutely real.
They just didn't understand why such a world-ending catastrophe would suddenly vanish into thin air.
The Asura God said, "The entire Douluo Star was on the verge of disintegration, yet it was restored in an instant. What kind of power could have caused this?"
The five great leaders were shaken as never before. This was a power that made them feel fear.
The Evil God King said gravely, "There are too many unknown mysteries in the universe. Asura, I'll have to trouble you to descend and investigate this Douluo Star incident."
"Very well."
...
In the Earth Core Lava Space, the tens-of-thousands-of-meters-long golden dragon rapidly shrank, finally transforming into a boy of about six or seven years old, hovering in mid-air above the sea of magma.
The surrounding earth elements surged, and a stone platform five meters in diameter rose from the magma, its surface as smooth as a mirror.
The boy landed gently, his smooth, jade-like bare feet touching down on the stone platform.
His skin was like white jade emitting a golden light, dazzlingly brilliant. His long black hair was draped over his smooth back, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, with flickers of golden lightning occasionally flashing through them.
Although he only looked six or seven years old, his features seemed crafted by the heavens, perfect beyond reproach.
The little boy exhaled, and the space before him instantly trembled and shattered from the terrifying airflow, revealing a patch of pitch-black nothingness.
"This space is still so fragile," the boy murmured. With a wave of his small hand, the space was restored.
Sensing several powerful divine senses sweeping across the surface, a slight smile played on the boy's lips.
"After sleeping for countless eons, some interesting little fellows have finally appeared."
A hint of joy appeared in his deep eyes. "Humans have finally been born. A world with humans is much more fun. Hmm... how many years have I been asleep?"
The boy closed his eyes in thought. A moment later, he opened them again. "I've actually been asleep for over five hundred million years this time. Let's just round it and call it five hundred million years. Five hundred million years... gone in the blink of an eye."
He sighed with emotion as his thoughts drifted back countless years.
His name was Aotian. He came from Earth, his soul reborn on this planet as a young dragon.
After countless eons of cultivation, he had become the most powerful existence on this planet, ruling over numerous primitive creatures.
But with the soul of a human, he was eternally lonely. Endless emptiness and solitude tormented him, forcing him to choose slumber.
Five hundred million years later, humans were born on the planet. Aotian's empty and lonely heart began to stir.
"Then I might as well enjoy myself..."
A mysterious ripple emanated from Aotian's body, and a set of clothes in the style of the Douluo Continent appeared on him.
He took a step forward, and his figure vanished into thin air.
On the surface, with no spatial fluctuations whatsoever, Aotian's figure materialized.
Aotian had appeared inside Wuhun City, because he discovered that the "experts" in this city were more numerous than elsewhere.
These so-called experts, in his eyes, were merely slightly stronger ants.
"Weak, far too weak..." Aotian shook his head repeatedly.
He looked up at the sky and murmured, "When did another world appear up there? Hmm... those divine senses are coming from there."
Sensing the strength of the passing divine senses, Aotian curled his lip, somewhat disdainful. Most of his interest vanished in an instant.
"Weak, still far too weak."
Wuhun City was the location of Spirit Hall's Pope's Palace. Although not as large as the capitals of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, its facilities and strength were immeasurably greater than those of the Two Great Empires' capitals.
Just then, fanatical shouts erupted from the sacred mountain in the center of Wuhun City, instantly spreading throughout the entire city.
"Long live the Pope! Long, long live the Pope!"
"..."
All the citizens within Wuhun City were ecstatic, facing the sacred mountain and shouting until they were red in the face.
Aotian looked up. All buildings and obstacles in his path were non-existent to his gaze. His eyes fell upon that sacred mountain.
There, a magnificent, golden Grand Hall stood, with a large group of people standing before it.
At the head was a man in golden robes who appeared to be in his thirties. He was tall and handsome, and his eyes revealed a domineering arrogance.
The man spoke, his majestic voice echoing throughout Wuhun City:
"Everything that just happened was a miracle revealed by the Angel God, whom we in the Spirit Hall believe in. There is no need to be afraid. The Angel God is the most powerful. His divine light shines upon the world, dispelling calamities, alleviating suffering, and curing all illnesses..."
The city's populace grew even more excited, but Aotian couldn't understand this gibberish.
His divine sense descended upon the Pope, breaking through the man's spiritual power defenses without any resistance.
Soul Search!
The Pope continued to ramble on, brainwashing the commoners and even the Soul Masters below, completely unaware that his soul had been invaded and all his secrets were being laid bare before Aotian's eyes.
Douluo Continent? Spirit Hall? Qian Xunji?
Aotian instantly grasped the Pope's identity. A memory sealed for hundreds of millions of years was unlocked; in his previous life, he had read the novel *Douluo Dalu*.
A ripple passed through his tranquil, star-like eyes. He had actually arrived in the world of a book.
One book, one world. This world truly held too many unknown secrets. Even with Aotian's current strength, he still couldn't fathom them all.
His divine sense was powerful, and he assimilated the information obtained from Qian Xunji's soul in an instant.
"Qian Xunji wants to forcibly take Bibi Dong tonight?"
Aotian's gaze fell upon a young woman of devastating, peerless beauty standing behind Qian Xunji.
The young woman's face was nearly perfect. Her eyes were lively, her every glance radiant, and she possessed a charming and lovely air.
This was the young Bibi Dong, dazzlingly radiant.
Starlight lit up in Aotian's eyes.
Bibi Dong from the Douluo Continent had been a regret in his heart when he read the book back then. Now, by a stroke of fate, he had appeared just before her tragedy. He thought he knew what he had to do.
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