The Clear Sky Sect! Da Ming and Er Ming Ten Thousand Years Later! Wang Dong! The Gods' Will!

Douluo Planet!

The Clear Sky Sect.

Morning mist curled around the mountains, whose peaks rose like swords, piercing the clouds.

Two figures stood side by side on the rear mountain's training grounds.

One was burly, with a resolute face. Faint dark-golden markings were visible on his skin—the remnants of the Sky Azure Bull Python's bloodline.

The other was just as tall, but his aura was more violent. A faint, blood-red glow surrounded him as the Titan Giant Ape's primordial power surged within his body.

Da Ming and Er Ming.

Ten thousand years had passed. They had long since grown accustomed to their human bodies and life in the Clear Sky Sect.

The divine beast bloodlines bestowed on them by the Divine Realm couldn't exert their full power under Douluo Planet's Heavenly Dao rules. They could only maintain the strength of Peerless Douluo.

But Peerless Douluo were already at the pinnacle of this continent.

At that moment, the two were sparring on the training grounds.

Da Ming struck with a palm. Er Ming dodged to the side and countered with a punch.

Fist and palm collided. Shock waves rolled out, making the surrounding trees rustle.

"Big Brother, you're in good form today," Er Ming said with a grin.

Da Ming shook his head. "You're just slower."

The two stopped and stood side by side at the edge of the training grounds, gazing at the mountains in the distance.

The morning breeze brought the fresh scent of mountain plants and trees.

"Big Brother," Er Ming suddenly said.

Da Ming looked at him. "Hmm?"

Er Ming scratched his head. "These past few days, I've felt restless, as if something's about to happen."

Da Ming fell silent for a second, then nodded. "I've felt the same. Maybe we've reached a bottleneck in our cultivation,