"Ding-a-ling..."
The crisp chime of wind bells rang through the quiet internet café lobby. But this time, the ones pushing open the glass doors were no ordinary customers—they were two terrifying auras powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color.
Everyone who had been immersed in Pokémon almost simultaneously stopped what they were doing.
Yan Shaozhe rose to his feet, sending his gaming chair sliding several meters backward.
The bright, radiant aura belonging to a Super Douluo spilled from him somewhat uncontrollably as he stared warily at the entrance.
Not far away, Di Tian also frowned, a trace of gravity flashing through his golden vertical pupils.
As the king of the Star Dou Great Forest's savage beasts, his perception of auras was the sharpest.
The newcomers were absolutely no weaker than Mu En. One of them even carried a deathly pressure that seemed capable of tearing souls apart.
The doors stood open as two figures slowly walked in.
The one in front was a woman clad in a dark crimson gown. Her face was obscured by a thin black veil, yet the eyes exposed beneath it held an icy indifference that regarded all things as insignificant.
Beside her stood a tall old man with a ramrod-straight back.
The old man wore black robes and had a head full of silver hair. Though he had restrained his aura, every gesture still radiated the domineering dragon might of a sovereign of darkness.
These two were the pinnacle figures among the evil soul masters of the Douluo Continent: the true leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, and her guardian, the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao!
"What a strange place! It looked like nothing more than a shabby little shop from outside, yet the spatial laws inside