Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 125 The Plane Imprint Makes Great Contributions, and the Abyss Emperor's Dilemma!
The next day, early in the morning.

On the open ground leading from the training camp to the outpost, several figures gathered together.

As early as last night after dinner, Nan Liujing had already confirmed the three remaining team members.

"Before we set off, let's introduce ourselves, starting from the left and moving to the right," Nan Liujing said, standing in front of everyone.

Jiang Wuyue, standing on the far left, said in a steady voice, "Jiang Wuyue, a level 56 Soul King, with the Martial Soul Tyrannosaurus Rex, a One-Word Battle Armor Master, specializing in strength and defense."

Tyrannosaurus Rex?
Upon hearing this, Yuan Enhui and the two team members from the War God Training Camp all turned to look.

Tyrannosaurus Rex has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, but its reputation as the king of sub-dragons has never been broken, and its peak strength was even comparable to that of a true dragon.

“Continue,” Nan Liujing said.

Long Yuxue continued, "Long Yuxue, a level 52 Soul King, with the Ice Element Martial Soul, a One-Word Battle Armor Master, specializing in crowd control."

Ling Wuyue said casually, "Ling Wuyue, a level 53 Soul King, a purple-level mecha pilot, specializes in firepower suppression and close combat."

Yuanen Yehui said coldly, "Yuanen Yehui, a level 48 Soul Master, with the Martial Soul Titan Giant Ape and Fallen Angel, specializing in strength, defense, and control."

Now, everyone except Nan Liujing turned their attention to this.

The minimum requirement for entering the training camp is that one must be a Soul King; this was the first time they had ever seen a Soul Master.

Seeing the captain looking at him, Ye Chen quickly said, "Ye Chen, level 55 Soul King, Martial Soul Spirit Wood, specializing in group defense and healing."

The last girl, with a gentle appearance, continued, "Ning Yurou, a level 54 Soul King, wields the Holy Healing Scepter, specializing in purification and healing."

Two healing-type Soul Masters?
Now it was Jiang Wuyue and the other members of the Blood God Legion's turn to look over.

Nan Liujing said calmly, "Nan Liujing, a level 52 Soul King, with the Martial Soul of the Panlong Staff, and the Two-Word Battle Armor Master."

A ripple appeared in everyone's eyes, but no one showed surprise. The Federation Grand Competition had already made Nan Liujing famous, and anyone who had looked into it would have known in advance.

As for Ling Wuyue, she was still dissatisfied with Nan Liujing being the captain last night. After watching the replay of the Federation Grand Competition Youth Group match, and seeing the broken competition stage and the splendor of the two-word battle armor, her eyes gradually became clearer.

"Set off."

Nan Liujing walked down a straight passage, at the end of which stood a huge metal door.

...

Three figures rushed into the forging room. As soon as the door opened, Xu Junlan and the other two's pupils shrank. The spacious room was filled with various forged and shaped metals. Under each piece of metal was a note that indicated who the metal's owner was.

Gudong.

Xiao Pojun swallowed hard and said in astonishment, "He forged more than a hundred pieces of thousand-refined spirit alloy in one night?"

Xu Junlan exclaimed in shock, "Send a notification to the group chat and tell them to come and pick up the goods."

"Right away," Long Tianwu replied. When he posted the message in the group chat, the entire training camp was stunned, as a large group of people suddenly ran towards the training area, making excited monkey-like noises.

After some interested people questioned the colleague who was yelling like a monkey, Nan Liujing, as a level six blacksmith, and who was willing to give everyone a discount when forging thousand-fold spirit alloy, quickly spread the word to every corner of the camp.

The words Xu Junlan spoke in the cafeteria were also remembered by the trainees, who felt a deep sense of kinship towards Nan Liujing.

...

Below the main metal door, a separate small door splits off.

"Have a safe journey!" The soldiers guarding the gate, after confirming Nan Liujing's identity, immediately saluted.

Nan Liujing returned the greeting and then led his team inside.

Behind the isolation gate was the underground void that had appeared during the assessment, with six rings of light emanating a faint purple glow spreading out.

Unlike the assessment, the six spatial passages in reality have fixed landing points, while the outpost is located inside the Dark Land. Half of the ordinary soldiers who are rarely seen in the camp are stationed there and rotated every month.

“This is our first team building activity, so let’s not go near the Abyss Passage yet.” Nan Liujing’s gaze fell on the Sixth Passage.

“In the training camp, the captain has the most say, so we’ll listen to you,” Jiang Wuyue made the final decision, and no one else objected.

Once consciousness has escaped the spatial fluctuations through the spatial channel, the sounds of people begin to clamor.

The sixth outpost is a square, one kilometer on each side. Its outer walls resemble ancient city walls, and are equipped with various incredibly powerful soul-guided devices. Outside the main gate, there is a high-voltage electric fence. The camp itself doesn't have many buildings, but they are well-organized and equipped with all kinds of facilities. Soldiers can be seen moving around everywhere, and occasionally, silent soul-guided vehicles leave the outpost.

As soon as Nan Liujing and his group were teleported to the center of the outpost, they were greeted by local soldiers.

Most ordinary soldiers are stationed at outposts, while a small number of ordinary soldiers pilot mechs and go out with Soul Master squads to hunt abyssal creatures.

Nan Liujing gave a military salute. "Please arrange a Soul Guidance Vehicle for us."

"Please follow me." The soldier immediately led the way.

There was an office next to the garage, where Nan Liujing, as the team leader, signed his name.

A war chariot, resembling a land behemoth, was parked in the garage. Its paint was as dark as ink, seemingly absorbing all light. With just one glance, Nan Liujing could analyze the chariot's defensive capabilities, enough to withstand a Soul King's full-force attack. Furthermore, its material was quite special, seemingly able to resist attacks such as corrosion.

The vehicle is also equipped with various soul energy cannons on the roof, making it extremely well-equipped.

Jiang Wuyue's eyes lit up as if she had seen an extremely beautiful woman: "I'll drive this car, no one can take it from me."

Nan Liujing plopped down in the passenger seat.

Once everyone was seated, Jiang Wuyue excitedly drove the steel behemoth out of the outpost.

The gate slowly opened, and the steel behemoth silently departed, watched by the soldiers on guard.

The sky over the Dark Lands was no different from that of the virtual world. Sunlight poured down from elemental clouds onto the land, but the brightness was low, making everything appear dim. Looking down from the sky, steel behemoths moved across the open plains, only occasionally passing through sparse forests.

sizzle.

"Vehicle number five, vehicle number five, can you receive it?"

Suddenly, a radio voice came on inside the car; it was unclear who was speaking.

All eyes turned to Nan Liujing, who had picked up the communicator: "This is car number five, please speak."

"I am Ye Yan. The Soul Guidance Vehicle I am driving is vehicle number three. We encountered a group of abyssal monsters in the Withered Garden, which we conservatively estimate to be around three hundred. Using our low-altitude Soul Guidance Detector, we also discovered an unknown abyssal creature that has not been recorded. If possible, please provide support."

Nan Liujing found the coordinates of the Withered Garden on the map, which was nearly seventeen kilometers away from their current location.

"We're coming right away."

"Ok."

*Buzz buzz buzz*, the radio connection was lost.

The Withered Garden is actually a special replicated scene.

The so-called "replicated scene" refers to the fact that after two planes collide, some unknown energy maps and shapes some places in the Douluo Continent reality, so you can see many human world buildings in the wild.

The same life force of humans is also mapped onto the surface, which is why it is very attractive to abyssal creatures and easily draws them in. However, after a long time, the abyssal monsters will disperse again after the source of the aura is not found. This is why humans can occasionally find lone monsters in the wild.

In addition, there are replica scenes that map the Abyss Plane, which is the place that humanity has been slowly exploring so far. They are usually quite dangerous because the spatial passage to the Abyss Plane is located inside.

Teams typically head to similar locations to accumulate merit points.

A withered garden.

From the air, the garden covers a considerable area, comparable to a medium-sized park. Various strange flowers bloom, creating a breathtaking scene. However, in every corner of the garden, monsters of different shapes roam, all exuding an eerie aura of the abyss, constantly searching for the life energy they crave.

Among the monsters, a rare humanoid creature appeared. They were few in number, their bodies glowing with a dark green light, and they wore cloaks so their faces were not visible.

Above the garden, a soul-guided device emitting subtle fluctuations was monitoring the situation inside.

"Damn it, there are more and more unknown abyssal monsters appearing in the last two years."

Outside the withered garden, a massive steel behemoth was concealed behind a pile of rubble. Eight figures were gathered around it, with the one in the center operating a low-altitude soul-guided detector. The one cursing was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with red hair, flame-like patterns appearing in his eyes, and a roguishly handsome face. He was Ye Yan, the captain of this team, a level 64 Soul Emperor, a two-word Battle Armor Master, and his martial soul was the Flaming Halberd.

"Alright." The female team member operating the low-altitude soul-guided detector prepared the information about the unknown monster and successfully sent it back to the outpost via the transmitter.

By discovering unknown abyssal creatures, they can obtain a large amount of merit points.

Someone next to Ye Yan asked, "Captain, are we really going to wait for car number five?"

“The strength of the unknown abyssal creatures is unknown. If they are weak, we won’t even mention them. If they are too strong, more people will reduce the pressure.” Ye Yan sighed and said, “But then again, if your One-Word Battle Armor is already perfected, why should we wait for others to come and get a share of the pie?”

The team members gave a wry smile; they also wanted the complete battle armor.

The top ten groups are all incredibly strong; whenever metal resources arrive, the best ones are prioritized for exchange.

They were unwilling to use ordinary-quality thousand-refined spirit alloy or ordinary thousand-refined first-grade materials to forge their battle armor, otherwise, if they were weak in one step, they would be weak in every step.

Just as everyone was feeling helpless because of the battle armor, one of the team members who was acting as a 'true sight' around them ran back.

"Captain, vehicle number five has arrived."

Along with the team members arrived, there was also a group of people.

Ye Yan's expression changed slightly when he saw Nan Liujing.

The members of the Blazing Flame Team were also somewhat surprised. They had watched the Federation Grand Competition and of course recognized Nan Liujing.

"Nan Liujing, leader of the Dusk Team," Nan Liujing said, getting straight to the point. "How's the Withered Garden doing?"

Special approval. The two words flashed through Ye Yan's mind, and he immediately went into battle alert, saying, "This batch of abyssal creatures is not weak; the weakest is comparable to our mid-level Soul Kings. Twelve Soul Emperor-level abyssal creatures have been discovered, namely..."

He immediately pointed out some abyssal creatures that required special attention, especially the humanoid monster wearing a cloak and emitting a dark green glow.

Nan Liujing glanced at the screen and said without hesitation, "Let's just do it."

"Ok?"

The members of the Blazing Flame Team were taken aback.

"Captain Nan, we can't act recklessly. It's best to plan our move in advance..." Ye Yan didn't expect Nan Liujing to be so impulsive, but before he could finish speaking, he saw lightning plasma with a terrifying aura erupt from Nan Liujing's body. The next instant, his body was suddenly covered by battle armor with a dark silver tone.

Turning his head, Nan Liujing's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Yuan En, Long Yuxue, you two stay and guard Ye Chen and Ning Yurou. Jiang Wuyue, Ling Wuyue, come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scene that stunned the entire audience appeared.

As Nan Liujing unfurled his magnificent energy wings, he soared into the sky, instantly attracting the attention of numerous abyssal monsters in the Withered Garden.

In the blink of an eye, a huge rod-shaped object grew in the wind, instantly becoming a nearly hundred-meter-long object, with dragon scales clearly undulating on it, surrounded by lightning powerful enough to annihilate everything.

"Roar!"

A deafening dragon roar resounded, and the next moment, the Coiled Dragon Staff slammed down onto the withered garden. The sky flickered between light and darkness, as if an infinite force was being added to it, making it incredibly heavy, as if it were bearing the wrath of the sky. At the same time, violent lightning surged continuously from between the dragon scales on the staff, enveloping the earth with a pressure that could annihilate everything.

Fourth Soul Skill: Heavenly Thunder Extreme!
The instant they landed, a terrifying energy storm swept across the land, and the lightning element instantly sublimated, turning everything into a forbidden zone of lightning. A third of the withered garden was covered, flashing with blinding light. The abyssal monsters that roared when they realized something was wrong were instantly torn apart, turning into strands of abyssal energy.

Ye Yan and the others, who were quite a distance away, stared wide-eyed, their robes fluttering in the strong wind.

This destructive power?

Is it a human?

Jiang Wuyue, whose size had increased dramatically to resemble a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Ling Wuyue, who had summoned a purple-level mecha but hadn't yet sat down in it, were both stunned.

When everything calmed down, the withered garden was completely withered, more than a third of the area was razed to the ground, and a huge pit remained in the center, with cracks spreading outwards.

"Do it."

Jiang Wuyue was the first to react, and like a bulldozer, she charged forward relentlessly.

Ling Wuyue swallowed hard, entered the cockpit, and quickly started the mecha to keep up with Jiang Wuyue's pace.

"Captain!" Ye Yan's team members all looked over.

Ye Yan was on the verge of tears. "Take as much as you can." If it weren't for the discovery of the unknown abyssal creature, this mission would probably have been a complete waste.

"What do we do?" Long Yuxue's beautiful eyes widened. She suddenly understood why Nan Liujing could kill two Baan with two blows. His attack power was truly outrageous. Even a Soul Douluo wouldn't dare to take this attack head-on in his battle armor state.

Yuan Enhui remained calm: "Let's follow them. Even if it's none of our business, we should at least make our presence felt."

Ye Chen and Ning Yurou's lips twitched, finally understanding why Nan Liujing had chosen them, the two healing-type Soul Masters.

After all that, it turns out that in terms of team output, the team leader alone is almost overflowing.

Inside the pit in the withered garden, Nan Liujing closed his eyes, a faint light pattern appearing between his brows. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to contain the universe within, carrying a strange and mysterious feeling—it was the dimensional imprint. At that moment, the abyssal energy that was dissipating, preparing to escape back to the abyssal plane through the abyssal passage, seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and then brought back into Nan Liujing's body.

"They are all low-level abyssal creatures. Even if we absorb their abyssal energy, it won't improve our strength much."

Nan Liujing opened his eyes, pondering in his mind. With that last strike, he had killed at least 150 abyssal creatures. Relying on the dimensional mark to help collect them, he didn't feel much of a difference; at most, he felt a sense of comfort in his body.

"We need to absorb even stronger abyssal energy."

Nan Liujing shifted his gaze to the other side of the withered garden.

He had just seen those cloaked, humanoid abyssal creatures in the air preparing to flee with considerable intelligence. According to the official classification, only high-level abyssal creatures possess the mentality of fear; the weak ones are just cannon fodder, only knowing how to stubbornly fight to the death with their enemies.

With a flash, his body seemed to melt into water like a marshmallow, creating slight ripples before disappearing without a trace.

On the flat ground piled with withered grass, six strange figures hurriedly fled. Suddenly, the plague demon running in the lead stopped in its tracks, and a hint of fear appeared in its dark green eyes, which were covered by a cloak.

Not far away, a figure over two meters tall stood there, motionless, yet seemingly an insurmountable mountain.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After a brief moment of fear, the six plague demons immediately made their move. Thick, dark green mist emerged from their bodies and automatically locked onto Nan Liujing. Upon closer inspection, the mist was actually composed of countless insects, making it exceptionally eerie.

However, something happened that left the plague demon stunned.

Their most prized plague insect mist melts away the moment it touches an enemy, like the last glimmer of light after a moth has flown into a flame.

On the armor, which gleamed with a dark silver luster, obscure and mysterious lightning patterns appeared, its extremely masculine aura being the nemesis of all evil.

“Curse, parasite.” Nan Liujing pondered carefully. He could easily kill these monsters, but he deliberately didn’t avoid them, purely to gather information.

Once the collection was complete, before the Plague Demons could unleash their abilities again, Nan Liujing thrust out with his Dragon-Coiling Staff, the staff's intent piercing out, forming an impenetrable net of attack. Spatial ripples spread, and from a great distance, countless cold glints silently touched the heads of the six Plague Demons.

It was a staff technique that transcended space!
Six consecutive bangs rang out, and six heads exploded, turning into deep and thick abyssal energy. They still didn't have time to escape and were grabbed by an invisible force.

Nan Liujing felt the changes in his body, but unfortunately, the improvement was still not much. At most, there was a slight change in the solidity of his soul power, which was better than nothing.

Without pausing, Nan Liujing's body crackled with electricity, and the space around him began to writhe, instantly enveloping him before disappearing again. When he reappeared, he was already a hundred meters away.

At that time, the battle was still going on in the Withered Garden. Led by Ye Yan, the members of the Blazing Flame Group were pitifully scrambling to grab the remaining abyssal creatures.

Jiang Wuyue and Ling Wuyue unleashed their full range of supernatural abilities, fighting with unparalleled gusto.

Only Yuanen Yehui and the others could only watch helplessly in order to protect the healing-type Soul Masters, occasionally clapping to show their support, which could be considered as participating.

...

The Abyss Plane, the 100th layer.

A dark green mist permeated the area, making it seem like a world shrouded in fog, never to be clearly seen.

In the dim light, a hunched figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened its eyes, a hint of doubt appearing in its cold pupils.

After a long silence, the Plague Emperor, the absolute ruler of the hundredth level, closed his eyes again. The dense fog in the surrounding space began to ripple, as if amplifying some kind of sensory ability.

(End of this chapter)