Chapter 150 The Golden Dragon King!
Outside Elemental City.
Qian Daoliu, accompanied by a group of Martial Spirit Hall retainers, was preparing to enter the city to visit Shui Yue'er.
Just as they reached the city gate,
Then you could see streaks of purple lightning piercing the sky.
Immediately afterwards, those terrifying auras disappeared one after another.
Until the last bolt of lightning struck, all traces of the Soul Clan vanished completely.
"this..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned, then roared to the sky:
"I knew it! I knew these demons would get their comeuppance!"
"Hahaha! Finally! It's finally come true!"
Azure Phoenix Douluo's eyes also reddened: "My Spirit Hall... survived..."
Qian Daoliu stood there, exhaled a long breath, and remained silent for a long time.
The Spirit Hall was thankfully not destroyed in his hands.
He looked up at the sky, and Xiaoxue was coming back soon!
That would give them more confidence!
Qian Daoliu cared about the Spirit Hall, but he cared even more about his granddaughter.
"Brother, that cloud boat went towards the Star Dou Great Forest. Should we follow it and take a look?"
"Qingluan Douluo asked."
Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and then nodded:
"Let's follow them and see!"
A group of elders followed the direction of the cloud boat, heading towards the Star Dou Great Forest in a grand procession.
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest.
Di Tian and the others swallowed hard as they watched Na'er waving her little hands haphazardly.
They saw it too.
The purple lightning that illuminated the entire world.
Those Soul Clan members who fled in disarray.
Any one of those demons could easily dominate a region.
Especially that one named Hun Miesheng, I heard he's a top-tier existence in the Doupo world.
And what was the result?
It was gone just like that.
"...If I remember correctly, that little iron hammer...it seems to belong to that Daoist Master's Palace..."
The Demon King stared intently at the small, black hammer in Na'er's hand, his eyes gleaming, but he dared not harbor the slightest covetousness.
He had witnessed that power firsthand.
Besides, how could he dare to touch the Lord's things?
"Yes, only such a treasure could possess such power."
Xiong Jun slapped his thigh excitedly:
"With our Lord here, we can avenge our past grievances! We will surely rise again and be even more glorious than before!"
He was so excited that he didn't understand the deeper meaning behind the Demon King's words.
Di Tian, however, vaguely understood his meaning.
He glanced at Na'er's silly expression.
The Soul Extinction Clan? It definitely wasn't her doing.
Even if a treasure protects its owner, it can't do this much, so what else is possible?
Most likely, the owner of the hammer was behind all of this.
Did the Daoist Master notice the situation here?
Or was it simply to protect Na'er?
Or... because Shui Bing'er also came from Douluo Continent?
In any case, it's a great thing for them.
Brigitte didn't think that far ahead; all she could see was Na'er.
Gu Yuena used to be the ruler of all soul beasts, with great strength and high status, but she had been asleep for a long time and her mind was as simple as a blank sheet of paper.
She treated her like a younger sister.
Now that Na'er has become like this, it has aroused her protective instincts even more.
"My lord, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! You've driven the bad guys away!"
She rushed forward and pulled Na'er into her arms.
Although Na'er didn't remember her, she didn't resist. She nestled in her arms, rubbed her face against her, and squinted her eyes comfortably.
Zi Ji also came over.
She's usually very aloof, but how could she stay aloof when facing this soft and cuddly little dumpling?
"Yes, my lord, you are so adorable... not so amazing!"
"elder sister..."
Na'er blinked her eyes and tilted her little head:
Who are you? Why do I feel like I've seen you before?
"My lord!"
Brigitte's eyes lit up:
"Have you forgotten? You are the supreme ruler of our Soul Beast race!"
"If it weren't for your intervention, we would have been killed by those despicable evil gods!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Murasaki also quickly chimed in:
"Do you remember? The Dragon Realm, the Dragon God, and that wretched Asura God..."
Na'er blinked, still unable to recall, but the feeling of familiarity grew stronger.
Seeing this, Di Tian quickly stepped forward as well:
"My lord, it is I! The Dragon God's Guardian, Di Tian!"
"And then there's me, Bear Lord! You even praised me, saying I had the greatest potential among all the soul beasts!"
A group of people chattered amongst themselves, eager to cram all the events of that time into Na'er's mind.
They had previously considered letting Na'er live her own life and not sacrifice herself for the future of the Soul Beast race anymore.
But in order to save them, Na'er was severely injured by the God of Asura, and even her memories and soul were damaged.
They felt guilty all along.
If Na'er could recover, they would be overjoyed.
Moreover, given Na'er's current status as a Dao Venerable Immortal Child, the Soul Beast Clan wouldn't be too much of a burden for her.
They no longer had so many concerns.
"Soul Beast Clan... Dragon Realm... Dragon God... Asura God..."
These unfamiliar words stirred up fragments of memories deep within Na'er's soul.
But most of them are bad memories.
Those images contained blood, fire, screams, and death.
The newborn body instinctively rejects these negative emotions.
Na'er covered her head, her brows furrowed:
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
"Alright, alright! Stop pushing the master!"
Brigitte felt a pang of heartache and hugged Na'er tightly, glaring fiercely at Di Tian and the others:
"My lord, let's stop thinking about it, let's stop thinking about it!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Xiong Jun immediately turned his gun around and glared at Di Tian and the King of Ten Thousand Demons:
"All you people do is pressure the Lord! Unlike me, I only think of the Lord's interests!"
"What? Are you asking for trouble?"
Di Tian cracked his knuckles, his eyes filled with hostility.
Xiong Jun shrank his neck, but still stubbornly stood in front of Bi Ji.
A group of people were about to start fighting—
"Huh?"
Na'er suddenly peeked her little head out from Brigitte's arms and looked up at the sky:
"I think... I heard someone calling me."
"Is someone calling you?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Na'er tilted her head, listened carefully for a while, and her eyes gradually brightened:
"He said his name was... Golden Dragon King."
"Is he...my brother?"
"This is the realm of the gods?"
On the deck of the cloud boat, a group of people looked at the scene before them, bewildered.
Broken walls and ruins, a scene of devastation.
The once magnificent palace is now nothing but piles of rubble, its carved beams and painted rafters reduced to charred charcoal. The golden divine radiance has long since faded, replaced by a deathly silence.
"This is too... dilapidated."
Qiu Ruoshui couldn't help but mutter:
"Why can't we even see a shadow of a god?"
Shuiyue pointed to a huge building ruin in the distance:
"Judging by its size, it must have been quite glorious in the past. But now... it has declined."
Gu Nanhai coughed lightly and spoke at the opportune moment:
"The people from the God Realm invaded my Battle Through the Heavens world before, but were wiped out by the Soul Clan."
He paused, then pointed to the ruins:
"After the Four Great God Kings led a group of elite gods to attack, only some low-ranking officials remained in the God Realm."
Later, when the Soul Clan invaded Douluo Continent, they casually sent a few henchmen to clean it up...
"And that's how it turned out."
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