Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

The Nether Ancestor seemed to have suffered unimaginable agony.

Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and his features twisted together in torment as his body convulsed continuously under the surge of the Golden Battle Blade.

He couldn't even pull it out.

The other Progenitors were terrified out of their wits, almost scared to death. What kind of means could make an old ancestor who had cultivated for countless tens of thousands of years scream in agony like this?

You should know that at their level of cultivation, even if their heads were chopped off, they wouldn't utter a sound.

The others exchanged glances in the dark, and then Rule Power stirred in an instant, tearing through the air as they fled into the distance.

They fled?

Just like that, they fled?

The beings of Soul Land were all stunned at this sight.

The battle hadn't even started, and they had scared away the Progenitors who had just been so imperious?

That was too… exaggerated…

"Tch!"

"Five cowards, scared of your mother, huh!"

The Nether Ancestor clenched his teeth tightly, feeling waves of terrifying golden light churning inside him, the pain reaching its zenith.

With a stomp, mists of darkness rolled, and he thus flew swiftly towards the horizon.

"Is it over then."

Luo Yu silently sighed in his heart.

If they were to flee, then let them.

But he remembered this debt and would surely seek them out for reckoning in the future.

As the six Progenitors fled, the surrounding universe space once again fell into silence, with only nine Five-Clawed Golden Dragons pulling the radiating Dragon Chariot remaining there.

The golden light on Luo Yu's brow did not disappear after the appearance of the Dragon Chariot; it kept flickering.

Instead of choosing to heal his wounds right away, he approached the Dragon Chariot and bowed deeply.

"Junior Luo Yu, I thank the ancestor for the rescue."

Silence reigned within the Dragon Chariot for a long time, without any response.

But Luo Yu was certain that someone was inside; the probability that he was wrong was too low, and the voice that had just driven away the six Progenitors was definitely not an illusion.

After Luo Yu bowed and waited for a long while, a response finally came from within.

"You—"

"Who are you?"

A pure and upright male voice, vaguely filled with an authoritative air, gave off a forbidding vibe.

Luo Yu's heart tightened, and he bowed even lower in response:

"I am a man of Huaxia."

"Straighten your back, answer Us!"

The voice that came from the Dragon Chariot, like thunder, was just as commanding and imperious, but the previous sense of distance had disappeared.

Ignoring his body riddled with myriad wounds, Luo Yu stood tall and proud, his eyes resolute.

With neither servility nor arrogance, he declared firmly:

"I am—"

"A man of Huaxia."

A wave of spiritual energy emanated from within the Dragon Chariot.

"Good."

"Hahaha."

The authoritative voice revealed satisfaction and burst into laughter.

"Whoosh!"

The Golden Patterned Curtain lifted, and a figure emerged from it.

A middle-aged man, with striking features and a commanding gaze, as if containing endless imperial majesty.

It was difficult to muster the courage to look him in the eye.

Wearing a crown and a black Dragon Robe with golden dragon patterns embroidered on it, the patterns seemed alive, and a Mysterious Bird soared amongst them.

The impressive stature and the astonishing aura he emitted were enough to make any being unworthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with him, filled with self-abasement.

Luo Yu's gaze sharpened; it was his first time seeing someone with such an aura, beyond the scope of words to describe.

But his eyes showed no avoidance, daring to meet the other's gaze.

His heart was stirred by an inexplicable competitive spirit, thinking this is how a great man should be.

He was observing the other party, and the middle-aged emperor was also looking at him.

When the middle-aged emperor saw Luo Yu's firm eyes, a tender and gratified smile spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Good."

"A descendant of Huaxia like you finally emerged as a promising talent."

Luo Yu, looking at the other's black-gold Dragon Robe, had a guess in his heart, but it was hard to believe.

He hesitated to ask:

"You are…"

The middle-aged emperor placed his hand on Luo Yu's shoulder, and the nine trailing Five-Clawed Golden Dragons immediately soared up, burrowing into Luo Yu's body.

"Boom—"

Luo Yu felt a pure and vigorous power being infused into his body, vast yet not harming his physique one bit.

All injuries healed in an instant, flesh repaired, and meridians healed; even the pure power that the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon had transformed into rapidly expanded and evolved, emitting a dazzling golden glow. His strength kept breaking through, soaring rapidly.

Twenty-first Order,

Twenty-third Order…

The breakthroughs were one thing, but what truly astounded Luo Yu was the stability his cultivation foundation had reached at that moment, to an inconceivable extent.

His Martial Soul, now transformed into a Chaos Ancestral Dragon, evolved once again…

The middle-aged emperor looked at Luo Yu's hesitant gaze and spoke slowly,

"I,"

"First Emperor—Ying Zheng."

Luo Yu's mind exploded.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

It was actually Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

Which Huaxia person hasn't heard of this eternal great emperor? The mortal sovereign who unified Huaxia turned out to be a cultivator, and a terrifying one with an unfathomable realm at that?

The shock Luo Yu felt at this moment was indescribable in words.

Seeing Luo Yu's astonishment, the middle-aged emperor said,

"There's no need to be shocked."

Luo Yu gave a wry smile.

"Seeing a legendary figure in person, how can I not be shocked?"

The middle-aged emperor shook his head.

"Because even more shocking things are yet to come."

"What?"

Luo Yu truly couldn't stay calm anymore, wasn't this shocking enough?

The middle-aged emperor continued,

"I know you have many questions, why you time-traveled, why there is a System, why you met me; all will be answered later."

"Now is not the time for answers."

"Then what do we do now?" Luo Yu was puzzled.

A hint of warm, affectionate light flickered in the indifferent eyes of the middle-aged emperor.

"As an elder, when one's own child is bullied, naturally one must first support you."

"What?"

Luo Yu looked around; the six Progenitors had long since run away without a trace.

"Rest assured, the people I want to find can't escape, no matter where they hide."

Emperor Qin Shi Huang faced the void, his expression stern, a cold murderous glint flickering in his eyes, and he spoke indifferently,

"Crawl back here!"

"Boom—"

In an instant, it was as if a vast edict appeared between heaven and earth, revealing three ancient characters.

The true power to command the Heavenly Constitution, where words become law.

An inexplicable wave of Imperial Way Rule Power burst forth, drawing in six distant figures who were desperately fleeing.

Thinking they had escaped to safety and were just catching their breath, they never anticipated a surge of Imperial sacred authority to cross countless spans of space-time and chase them down instantly, dragging them back.

In an instant, the six Progenitors lost control of their bodies, feeling an overwhelming sense of powerlessness like that of a drowning person.

They were dragged back, like dead dogs.

Luo Yu watched all this in awe; Emperor Qin Shi Huang's strength surpassed his understanding and imagination.

The six Progenitors had been fleeing for so long, yet were forcibly pulled back to his presence, each with eyes wide with terror, on the brink of breaking.

They looked at Emperor Qin Shi Huang and Luo Yu with incredible trembling.

"You..."

"You all..."

The Imperial Path Ancestor spoke incoherently.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang frowned.

"Kneel when you speak."

"Thud!!"

The six terrifying universal Progenitors, commanding beings of countless planets, knelt all at once in the universe.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang said coldly,

"You said my descendant has no ancestral protection?"

"Today I'll let you open your dog eyes and see clearly if he has ancestral protection or not."

Emperor Qin Shi Huang sent out a guiding force into the golden light flickering on Luo Yu's forehead, and in an instant, a huge golden vortex appeared with figures flickering.

He looked at the golden vortex and sneered,

"Hmph."

"Six reptiles, listen well to me."

"Competing in ancestors, my Huaxia has never lost…"