Transmigrating to Douluo Continent, A Moment of Godhood and Demonic Power

Chapter 16 It was all a dream, what a terrifying dream!



Chapter 16 It was all a dream, what a terrifying dream!

The night was deep, and moonlight spilled into the room like water. Qian Yuhan lay quietly on the bed. After Qingfeng Douluo's patient guidance and companionship, his mood gradually calmed down, and his mental state improved significantly. His heart, which had been shrouded in obsession and pain, was now gradually returning to peace.

For the past six months, Qian Yuhan had been like a crazed warrior, throwing himself headlong into cultivation, as if cultivation was the only thing in his life. But now, he was beginning to understand that life wasn't just about pursuing increased power; there were many other important things to focus on and cherish. What he wanted to do now was to be the best version of himself, proceed steadily and surely, and present himself to his father as a composed, healthy, and safe man.

As his thoughts drifted, Qian Yuhan gradually drifted off to sleep. In his dream, he saw his future path, full of challenges and opportunities. He met many people, returned to Tiandou City, and joined an academy. There, he experienced many bittersweet moments and made many close friends.

Suddenly, the dream shifted. Everything beautiful was like a shattered mirror, crumbling piece by piece.

Dark clouds loomed over the city, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Qian Yuhan stood alone in the sky, overlooking the vast and boundless continent. He gripped a blood-red longsword tightly in his hand, its blade gleaming with a scarlet light, surrounded by a dense aura of blood, as if the entire sword was soaked in blood. This aura surrounding the sword exuded a powerful sense of killing intent, sending chills down one's spine.

Mysterious golden runes were engraved on the sword, emitting a faint golden light that contrasted sharply with the blood-red aura of the sword, adding to its mystery and majesty.

A scarlet gem, resembling an eye, is inlaid above the hilt of the sword. It is slowly opening, exuding a fierce aura that sends chills down one's spine.

Qian Yuhan slowly raised her left hand, and a golden ring appeared on her wrist. It floated gently in the air, emitting a soft light.

Qian Yuhan was clad in silver-red armor, which shimmered with silver light and was covered with exquisite patterns and runes, making it look exceptionally magnificent and solemn.

However, what is most striking are the eight pairs of blood-red arms without armor extending from Qian Yuhan's back. They stretch out behind her as if to show the world their immense power and majesty.

Behind Qian Yuhan, a blood-red ring shone with dazzling light, seemingly containing boundless power that made people afraid to look directly at it, like a god descending to earth.

Even more shockingly, among the crowd on the ground were familiar figures from the Spirit Hall, including its elders and other respected figures, as well as many others. They simultaneously released their spirits and spirit rings, and the sight of thousands of people releasing their spirit rings together instantly illuminated the entire continent below.

"Hmph, interesting. A bunch of ants."

He brandished his longsword in his right hand, and a sharp sword aura instantly slashed towards the land. As the sword aura struck, the ground seemed to be torn apart, revealing a massive abyss before everyone's eyes. At the same time, a powerful energy fluctuation spread out, distorting the surrounding air.

The sword energy was incredibly powerful, instantly striking thousands of powerful warriors who collapsed to the ground. Their bodies were pierced by the sword energy, blood gushing out and staining vast swaths of land red. The remaining warriors watched in horror, their hearts filled with nothing but fear and despair.

Qian Yuhan saw another terrifying version of herself unleash this attack, and then prepare to gather strength for the next strike.

"No, no, no, no!" Qian Yuhan screamed, but he couldn't stop what was happening before him. The terrifying "Qian Yuhan" couldn't hear what he was saying at all. With the next blow, very few people survived.

Looking at the Heavenly Might Douluo, Azure Phoenix Douluo, and Pope Shao Hui lying in pools of blood...

No—no!

Qian Yuhan opened her eyes abruptly, her body drenched in cold sweat. She realized it was all a dream—a terrifying dream! And was that me in the dream? Yes, it was me, my adult self, my future self—

Sunlight filtered through the clouds, spilling across the earth. In the distance, the sun had gradually risen above the mountains, revealing more than half of its body. "Never mind, time to get up and cultivate..."

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Qian Yuhan woke up from her cultivation, it was already fully light. She glanced at the clock; it was still half an hour until her appointment with Uncle Tianwei. So she quickly washed up, packed her gear, and headed out.

Upon arriving at the Heavenly Might Douluo's residence, the Heavenly Might Hall, in the Spirit Hall, Qian Yuhan saw that the Heavenly Might Douluo was already standing at the door waiting for him. So Qian Yuhan quickly ran over, cupped his hands towards the Heavenly Might Douluo, and said, "Uncle Heavenly Might, I'm late, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"No, no, I was just too impatient. I was so eager to see our Xiao Han, hahaha. Is everything ready?"

Qian Yuhan nodded and didn't say anything more.

Tianwei Douluo sighed inwardly, but still wore a kind smile on his face. "Let's go!"

...

Upon arriving at the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Yuhan made arrangements with Tianwei Douluo, just like last time. Tianwei Douluo would wait for him outside. This time, his target was a defensive soul beast around 20,000 years old, and he didn't need any help.

Qian Yuhan wanted to use this opportunity for breakthrough training. Fighting against opponents of the same or slightly stronger level in the Spirit City Arena was far less effective than engaging in life-or-death battles with powerful spirit beasts.

Qian Yuhan didn't want to let this opportunity slip by!

They hadn't been inside the Star Dou Great Forest for long when they heard what sounded like a cry for help in the distance. Qian Yuhan quickly adjusted his movements and rushed towards the direction of the sound—

"Young Miss, run! We've stirred up a huge anthill!!"

A woman in her thirties was speeding along with two girls who looked to be around ten years old.

Countless tiny ants were chasing after them.

The woman, in her thirties, was dressed as a servant. Two girls ran ahead of her; one was dressed elegantly, the other in a plain white dress with the pale blue character for "ice" printed on the back. Clearly, these two girls were accompanying the elegantly dressed girl on her training trip.

These three people are from the Ice God Sect.

The girl in the gorgeous dress is Ouyang Luoxue, the eldest daughter of the Ice God Sect. The other girl in the white dress is Nana from the Ice God Sect—Ouyang Luoxue's best friend. The girl in the maid's outfit is Xiaolan, Ouyang Luoxue's personal maid.

"I've already sent out a distress signal. The sect should be sending people to rescue us soon. Miss, we need to keep running towards the outer perimeter. Hang in there."

“We…we’re so unlucky. We should have listened to Sister Xiaolan…” Nana said.

Ouyang Luoxue stopped running, turned around and said to Xiaolan:

"If we keep running like this, I don't think I'll have the strength to hold out until the rescue arrives. Sister Xiaolan, let me help you. Let's try to slow down their pursuit as long as we can!"

Even in a crisis, Ouyang Luoxue maintained absolute composure, displaying a maturity beyond her years. She is truly a talented woman.

"Miss, I'll risk my life to make sure you get out of here!"

"Don't say anything discouraging yet, first soul skill: Ice Spirit Blessing!" A light blue scepter appeared in his hand, pointing at Xiaolan. His first soul ring flashed—

Xiao Lan was surrounded by white snowflakes. Ouyang Luoxue's first soul skill was an ice-attribute enhancement soul skill, which could strengthen herself or give others a boost.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Ice Dragon Breath!" Xiao Lan's fourth purple soul ring flashed, and she spat out blue light waves towards the ant swarm not far away.

Wherever the light wave reached, the tiny ants were instantly frozen. Xiao Lan slightly rotated her head, and the light wave swirled to the side, sweeping out in a fan shape. In no time, all the tiny ants within sight were frozen solid.

"Third Soul Skill: Ice Dragon Shock!" Xiao Lan's third soul ring flashed, and she leaped into the air before slamming heavily to the ground. Instantly, the shockwave shattered the tiny ants that had been frozen into ice blocks.

Xiao Lan: Phew, we're safe now. Strange, I clearly felt a very powerful force approaching just now. These little giant ants wouldn't have that kind of pressure.

Xiao Lan was puzzled.

Suddenly the ground trembled, and a hundred meters away from Ouyang Luoxue and the other two, the ground suddenly sank, stirring up a cloud of smoke.

As the smoke cleared, a gigantic ant crawled out of the ground...


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