I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 90: The Origin of the Martial Soul
"The Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire is the place where the Water and Fire Dragon Kings fell. Could it be that there is also a Dragon King buried here?"

Lu Feng looked at the altar and shook his head.

This place is only half the size of a basketball court, and it's not as magical as the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. Why would a Dragon King be so petty?

Lu Feng began to explore cautiously, carefully pushing aside the weeds, hoping to find a hidden mechanism.

He walked to a stone pillar and stopped.

The surface of the rock has been severely weathered, but if you look closely, you can still find some strange symbols on it.

"Hoo~!"

Lu Feng brushed away the moss on the rocks and blew away the mud and sand on them.

This looks like a star map. The picture is very simple and the lines are rough. The few tracks drawn with just a few strokes seem to mark the paths of the stars.

“No matter what world we are in, human wisdom is infinite.”

"In other words, the ancient Douluo people knew that the world was round?" Lu Feng exclaimed in his heart that this was outrageous.

He continued to walk towards the next rock. Although he did not get the treasure he wanted this time, he gained a lot of strange knowledge.

"This picture should be describing how ancient humans used slash-and-burn farming, drove away wild beasts, and expanded borders." Lu Feng's eyes were attracted by the scene in the picture.

The second picture is relatively intact, and it is divided into two camps. One side is humans, some of whom are holding weapons, and the other side should be wild beasts or soul beasts.

"wrong!"

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes and cleaned up all the moss on the top of the stone pillar. There was a crack-like pattern on the top of the stone pillar, which was obviously carved by humans.

The meaning should be that the sky is cracked!
Lu Feng recalled the strange dream he had next to the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, and a bold guess came to his mind.

In ancient times, a great war took place on Douluo Star.

The two sides in the battle are not humans and soul beasts, but the entire Douluo Star and alien enemies!

This battle brought soul beasts and humans together.

Several dragon kings, at least the water and fire dragon kings died in this battle.

"Could it be the Abyss Plane?"

Lu Feng recalled the novels he had read in his previous life. Although he had not read the third part, he still knew some information in bits and pieces.

abyssal plane
The Long-term Plan of the Tang God King
Douluo plane upgrade
Lu Feng continued to observe other patterns. The third stone pillar had been broken and he did not get any useful information.

On the fourth stone pillar, there was a portrait of a person with a cat-like soul beast squatting at its feet. Lu Feng didn't understand what it meant.

Night fell quietly, gradually shrouding the valley in silence.

The night in the valley was a bit cold, and Lu Feng wrapped the quilt tightly around himself, making sure there was no gap.

Luo Wupao curled up at Lu Feng's feet, freezing like a dog.

"Huh? It's dawn?" In a daze, Lu Feng felt a strong white light coming from outside the tent.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at Luo Wupao who was curled up in a ball, and kicked him.

"Hey!"

Luo Wupao was suddenly awakened and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Stupid dog, you're still sleeping. It's already dawn." Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, yawned, and walked out of the tent.

However, just as Lu Feng opened the tent, a powerful attraction suddenly emerged.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery became blurred. The stars, treetops, tents, everything began to distort and deform, and finally disappeared in the vortex.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Feng felt something licking his face.

"呲流~"

Lu Feng opened his eyes and saw Luo Wupao standing next to him, rubbing his face with his big head.

"Hey, Wupao, are we? Dreaming?"

Lu Feng looked around and found that he was still in that quiet valley.

It is surrounded by majestic mountains, the sound of gurgling streams can be heard in the distance, and the air is filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers and plants.

It's like a paradise.

Normally, dreams are vague. But at this moment, Lu Feng could clearly hear the wind and insects around him, and even smell the fragrance of flowers in the valley.

Lu Feng took a deep breath, and immediately felt his ears and eyes clear. "Luo Luo!" Lu Feng twisted Luo Wupao's hind legs, and Luo Wupao immediately yelled in dissatisfaction.

"I can still feel it. It seems it's not a dream!" Lu Feng rubbed Luo Wupao's big head to calm him down.

"Boom~!" A loud thunder sounded.

Lu Feng looked up and saw a big hole in the sky in the distance.

Looking through the crack, there was a dark abyss with lightning and thunder, and it was bottomless.

"Huh? Are you from outside the mountain?" At this moment, a clear voice came from behind Lu Feng.

He looked back and saw a young man looking at him.

The boy was in his teens, about 1.7 meters tall, with his hair braided into pigtails. His clothes looked like they were made of linen, and he had an animal skin wrapped around his waist.

"Huh? Have you inherited the martial spirit?" The young man pointed at Luo Wupao and said happily.

"Inheritance? Martial soul?" Lu Feng asked puzzledly.

"Yes, today is the big day for our tribe to inherit the martial spirit. Come and see it!" As he said that, the young man took Lu Feng's hand and walked towards the center of the valley.

Deep in the valley was a wide square with a high platform in the middle and four stone pillars standing around the square.

A group of people wearing animal skins gathered together, talking and laughing.

Lu Feng looked at the strange scene in front of him and was too shocked to speak. The place in front of him was exactly the altar he had explored before!
"Next, Aziz!"

"It's my turn, it's my turn!" the young man who led Lu Feng shouted excitedly.

He walked up to the altar with his head held high, and then the patriarch chanted a few spells. In an instant, dark clouds gathered, a strong wind blew, and a dazzling golden light shone on the arena.

The next moment, a black kitten appeared at Az's feet.

"This should be similar to the awakening of the martial soul, right?" Lu Feng looked at the altar carefully and thought to himself.

The magical thing is that these martial spirits, like Luo Wupao’s, are all in an out-of-body state.

By the stream, Lu Feng and Az were walking side by side.

"Tang Er, I'll take you here." Az said reluctantly.

Lu Feng nodded and looked up at the crack in the sky. According to Az, the crack had lasted for tens of thousands of years.

During the long years, countless warriors fought bloody battles. In the beginning, the dragons, phoenixes, and beastmen were the main forces fighting against the alien enemies.

However, the enemies in the underworld were too strong. The battlefield was almost one-sided, and the gods of Douluo Star gradually fell and became fewer and fewer.

Even the strongest dragon clan had its dragon king-level fighters fall.

In times of crisis, the most powerful gods joined together to create a powerful technique to summon back the dead gods and entrust them to the human race in the form of martial spirits.

Despite this, the situation remains grim.

Az looked up at the crack and said, "Tang Er, I will be on the battlefield soon. Do you think we can win?"

"Az, we will definitely win!" Lu Feng clenched his fists and said firmly.

Even though he knew the final outcome, he still felt his blood boiling when he personally witnessed this piece of history.

Aziz looked at Lu Feng and said uncertainly: "Tang Er, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"I'm not lying to you, let's high-five." Lu Feng raised his right hand.

"Okay!" Az also raised his right hand.

"Snap!" The two young men clapped their hands together.

In the real world, Lu Feng suddenly woke up.

He slowly stood up, walked out of the tent and looked around, and found that he was still in that broken valley.

Lu Feng was breathing heavily, his heart still beating rapidly.

He recalled the scenes in his dream, the altar, Az, and the terrifying crack in the sky, all of which were vivid in his mind.

Lu Feng reached out and touched his forehead, which was covered in sweat.

"What is this?" Lu Feng looked at the golden mark on the palm of his right hand and asked puzzledly.

The next moment, a ball of intense golden light burst out from the mark and enveloped him.

(End of this chapter)