Qian Jun Douluo!
Jialing Pass?!
Huo Yuhao was no stranger to this pass; in fact, he was extremely familiar with it, because it was the final battlefield of the battle in which the two gods fell ten thousand years ago.
Tang San's deeds spread throughout the continent, and almost everyone who originally belonged to the Douluo Continent knew that the sea god launched a shocking divine battle with the gods of the Wuhun Temple outside Jialing Pass, and ultimately the fate of the two gods laid the foundation for the continent's structure.
Huo Yuhao looked around at the vast and realistic battlefield.
Those densely packed Soul Master engaged in battle, and that heavy, oppressive aura of killing intent hanging over our heads.
His first thought was, could this be the war from ten thousand years ago?!
His mind raced, trying to figure out if his time-traveling ability had changed again.
But he didn't have time to think about it, because two figures suddenly appeared beside him.
A faint flash of gold and silver light appeared, and Wang Dong'er and Jin Li appeared one after the other beside him.
Huo Yuhao looked at them in surprise and blurted out, "What brings you all here?"
Wang Dong'er pouted, her tone carrying a stubborn air of self-righteousness. "I won't let you take this risk alone."
Jin Li followed up with a crisp, clear voice. "I will not accept a victory achieved at your expense. Whatever difficulties we face, we will face them together."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er turned her head and glanced at Jin Li, her gaze filled with a complex emotion.
Although she was indeed a little jealous, Jin Li's statement made it impossible for her to hate him.
That frankness and determination resonated with her in a way that was hard to explain.
Huo Yuhao finally realized one thing: he hadn't traveled back ten thousand years because of his own abilities. The vast battlefield before him was likely a scene created by Heaven-and-Earth Valley of Love's Questions for deep adventures.
Wang Dong'er quickly scanned her surroundings. As far as her eyes could see, there was an endless battlefield, intertwined and flashing Soul Ring, and countless terrifying auras clashing fiercely.
Her expression tightened slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "Where is this?"
Huo Yuhao's expression also turned serious, his gaze falling heavily on the outline of the majestic fortress in the distance, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the battlefield of Jialing Pass ten thousand years ago."
"The battlefield of Jialing Pass?!"
Wang Dong'er couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her voice trembling noticeably.
She was well aware of the historical significance of this battle; it was a turning point in the fate of the entire continent, a war so brutal it was almost unimaginable.
Her breathing quickened slightly for a moment, and she clenched her fists at her sides, as if trying her best to calm herself down.
However, before she could say anything more, a terrifying aura suddenly locked onto the three of them on the distant horizon.
The oppressive feeling descended from the sky like a mountain collapsing, accurately and heavily enveloping their heads, and the three of them changed their expressions at the same time.
Huo Yuhao looked up abruptly and saw a figure rushing towards them from afar.
The man was incredibly fast, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, dragging a heavy aura as he swooped down from the heavens.
Huo Yuhao sensed a familiar aura emanating from that person. Of course, he couldn't possibly recognize this person from ten thousand years ago; what he was familiar with was that Tiandou spirit.
This profound and sharp sense of oppression was very similar to what he felt from Qian Gu Dongfeng, the master of the Spirit Pagoda.
In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed to the air above Huo Yuhao and the other two, and then suddenly stopped.
The man was burly, with a resolute face and a stern look between his brows, exuding a seasoned and ruthless aura. His presence was like a solidified mountain range, pressing down upon the area below.
Huo Yuhao's gaze fell on the man, quickly sweeping over his clothes and the martial spirit in his hand.
That magnificent robe, adorned with the unique patterns of the Spirit Hall, clearly indicated that he was no ordinary person.
The long staff in his hand was dark in color, with a golden dragon pattern coiled around its surface. The dragon's head was raised, and its tail extended to the end of the staff. The entire staff exuded a calm yet sharp aura.
This is... the Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul!
Huo Yuhao had just felt that the aura of this person was somewhat similar to that of Qiangu Dongfeng from ten thousand years later. Now, seeing the coiled Coiling Dragon Staff, everything made sense. This was the inherited martial soul of the Qiangu Family.
Although the aura of the person in front of me is not exactly the same as that of Qiangu Dongfeng, the fierce core of Tiandou is exactly the same.
Therefore, this person is very likely the ancestor of the Qiangu Clan.
His mind raced through historical records of the divine war ten thousand years ago, and he quickly settled on two names: Qian Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo.
These two are enshrined members of the Spirit Hall, both being super-strong individuals at the Super Douluo level.
The person in front of him was most likely one of the two retainers, but he couldn't immediately identify which one it was.
Sensing the obvious hostility emanating from the other party, Huo Yuhao did not hesitate. He stepped forward and shielded Wang Dong'er and Jin Li behind him.
Wang Dong'er and Jin Li are indeed among the top in strength among their peers, but they are still far from being a match for an enemy at the level of Super Douluo.
Be careful.
Huo Yuhao turned around and called out to Wang Dong'er and Jin Li behind him.
As soon as he finished speaking, a silvery-white light suddenly shone from his body, and the Three-Word Battle Armor was instantly donned, perfectly conforming to his body and boosting his aura significantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky like a silver streak, flying towards the imposing figure hovering in mid-air.
Above Huo Yuhao at this moment was the Qian Jun- Douluo, the sixth elder of the Spirit Hall, with Soul Power of level 96. Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand, and his aura was as solid as a mountain.
Qian Jun Douluo looked at the young man rushing towards him without the slightest contempt or politeness in his eyes.
With a flick of his wrist, the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand grew longer in the wind. The staff, which was originally only about ten feet long, expanded into a behemoth like a pillar supporting the sky in the blink of an eye.
The Coiling Dragon Staff was dark in color, with golden dragon patterns swirling and dancing on its surface. It brought down on Huo Yuhao with an aura that could shatter mountains and split peaks.
The area covered by the staff was extremely large, like an iron curtain descending from the sky, sealing off most of Huo Yuhao's space to dodge.
This blow would likely kill even a regular Titled Douluo, let alone Soul Douluo.
However, Huo Yuhao was no ordinary Soul Douluo. Facing the Coiling Dragon Staff that pressed down like a pillar of heaven, his figure suddenly flashed just before the staff's shadow reached him, and his entire body disappeared into thin air as if it had been crushed under the huge staff.
That wasn't Teleportation; rather, he used his extremely refined spatial perception to seize the only faint gap in the airflow within the staff's movement at the critical moment and squeezed into it at an extreme speed.
The stick missed its target and crashed to the ground with a dull, thunderous thud, sending dust billowing up from the surrounding area.
A look of surprise appeared on Qian Jun Douluo's face, clearly not expecting that the young man opposite him could escape so cleanly and decisively from his blow.
In the instant he was slightly taken aback, Huo Yuhao's figure reappeared, silently hovering behind Qian Jun Douluo.
He was only a few feet away from his opponent, and his powerful Divine Power poured out like a silent tide at that moment.
The once fiercely combative gaze of the Qian Jun- Douluo seemed to have its focus suddenly ripped away, and he froze in mid-air, holding the Coiling Dragon Staff, no longer making any further movements.
Qian Jun Douluo's Divine Power had not yet reached the Spirit Domain Realm, so he had almost no power to resist Huo Yuhao's Spirit Domain, which had already reached the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm.
At this moment, although Huo Yuhao is only Soul Douluo, his true combat strength has already firmly stepped into the level of Super Douluo.