He had also sparred with a level 91 Titled Douluo, and that Titled Douluo's strength didn't want him to be so fascinated by him. His voice was full of helplessness and doubt. He felt that Jiang Han's strength was too mysterious. He didn't know how powerful Jiang Han was.
"It's really weird." Unable to think of a reason, the tall man directly pulled a chair and sat down, looking at the closed door and waiting quietly. His eyes were full of expectation and doubt. He wanted to know how Jiang Han would perform in the first-level evaluation. He feels that Jiang Han is a mysterious and powerful opponent, and he hopes to see Jiang Han's true strength.
In the Holy Pavilion of Holy Sect City, Jiang Han took his newly built Tang Sect and embarked on the difficult and dangerous road to challenge the first-level sect rating. The mysterious world behind the door is full of unknowns and dangers. Can Jiang Han successfully win the glory of a first-class sect for the Tang Sect? And what kind of waves will his actions set off on Douluo Continent?
Jiang Han walked into the door and was greeted by darkness. Occasionally, two small fires would light up and then go out. The sound of roaring sounds in the air from time to time made the space extremely eerie. The darkness is like thick ink, as if it wants to swallow everything. The occasional flickering fire is like a ghost's eyes, flickering in and out of darkness, giving people a hairy feeling. There is an old and decayed atmosphere in the air, as if this place has been forgotten by time for a long time. Jiang Han held a house plate with the word "Tang Men" given to him by the staff, and used his knowledge and domineering energy to sense the space. His eyes were firm and calm, as if searching for a glimmer of hope in the darkness.
Thick stone pillars are arranged in an orderly manner. The stone pillars are engraved with the pattern of a soaring dragon, and there are piles of white human bones every five meters. The stone pillars are tall and thick, as if they are pillars supporting this mysterious space. The dragon pattern is lifelike, as if it can soar from the stone pillar at any time and rush towards the endless sky. And those white human bones lie there quietly, telling the glory and sorrow of the past. Obviously, these human bones were powerful beings during their lifetime, but because they failed in the rating, they were not even qualified to retreat safely, so they stayed here permanently. They may be former Contras, or they may be Titled Douluo. They came here in pursuit of higher honor and status, but eventually became part of this mysterious space. Their stories are unknown, and their fate is breathtaking.
Suddenly, the space suddenly lit up, and then a humanoid figure appeared in front of Jiang Han. The light was like a bolt of lightning, instantly cutting through the darkness and illuminating the entire space. The humanoid figure gradually became clearer in the light, as if it were a god awakening from a deep sleep. This is a middle-aged man holding a scepter, wearing a golden crown on his head, and holding a silver obelisk in his hand. There is a sunken place in the center of the obelisk. Its shape and size are exactly the same as the token in Jiang Han's hand. At this moment, the hollow and dull eyes of the crown man were firmly locked on Jiang Han. His eyes were empty and cold, as if he had no emotion or consciousness. He exuded a powerful aura, as if he were an insurmountable mountain, which was daunting.
Tap, step, step! Every time he takes a step, a soul ring will light up on his body, until all nine black soul rings light up. The footsteps echoed in the silent space, like the death bell, and each sound made people's hearts tighten. Those nine black soul rings were like nine black suns, exuding powerful aura and pressure. If anyone else were here, they would definitely exclaim when they saw this scene. The unconscious existence in front of them turned out to be a titled Douluo with nine thousand-year soul rings! However, Jiang Han's attention was not on the opponent's ten thousand year soul ring. After all, even if the opponent has ten soul rings, he has nothing to fear. What he cares more about is the origin and identity of the other party. His eyes were full of curiosity and doubt, as if he was exploring an unknown world.
"It is said that you are the spokesperson of God? Is this so-called God Asura God? Angel God? Poseidon God? Dragon God? Phoenix God? God of Food? God of War?" Jiang Han looked directly at the man with the crown and asked. His voice was calm and firm, as if he were talking to an old friend. However, the crown man didn't seem to listen to Jiang Han's question at all, but his aura continued to rise. The surrounding void began to crack, and dense gaps spread out around it. There were faint sounds of hissing currents in the gaps. His momentum was like a raging ocean wave, impacting the surrounding space wave after wave. The cracked void seemed like a broken picture that could collapse at any time.
"An unconscious puppet. That's all, asking is in vain." Jiang Han shrugged and couldn't help but sigh. His eyes were full of helplessness and disappointment, as if he was sighing for an unsolvable mystery. Roar—Suddenly, the crown man let out a roar like a soul beast. The terrifying sound waves echoed in this space, and the white bones on the ground shattered. The roar was like a thunder, breaking the silence instantly. That terrifying sound wave seemed to be an invisible force, impacting everything around it. The dense white bones on the ground made crisp sounds under the impact of sound waves, as if they were telling the pain and sorrow of the past.
The roar fell, and the hollow eyes of the crown man emitted two red beams of light. At the same time, a ferocious and violent aura of terror swept across. The man with the crown was like a wild beast awakening from a deep sleep. At the moment of the blessing of the soul ring, his figure swept towards Jiang Han. The two red beams, like two sharp swords, cut through the darkness and shot straight at Jiang Han. The ferocious and violent aura of terror was like a storm, sweeping across the entire space. The figure of the man with the crown was like a bolt of lightning, instantly crossing the distance of space and rushing towards Jiang Han. A terrifying aura exploded from the crown man's fist, like a volcano that had accumulated for thousands of years. Once it erupted, it would destroy the world! His fist is like a mountain, containing infinite power and power. That terrifying aura seemed like an invisible storm, impacting everything around it.
[Meteorite Seal] Facing the terrifying attack from the crown man, Jiang Han showed no trace of panic on his face. His right hand was seen evolving into some unknown metal, and then he swung it backwards. The arm that turned into metal went far away, nearly ten meters away. His eyes were calm and determined, as if he were facing a trivial challenge. The arm of unknown metal was like a huge pillar, exuding powerful aura and pressure. Suddenly, the ten-meter-long arm twisted and rotated crazily, like twisting a twist, constantly compressing and twisting. During this process, the void was distorted and pieces of space debris kept falling. The twisting and turning of the arms was like a crazy dance, full of power and beauty. The distorted void seemed like a broken picture that could collapse at any time. The falling space fragments were like pieces of snowflakes, flying in the air.
When the metal arm twisted to the extreme, Jiang Han's shoulders shook. Suddenly, the metal arm that had been compressed to a length of three meters rebounded. The rebound speed even exceeded the speed of light, and it hit the crown man in an instant. The rebounding metal arm, like a bolt of lightning, instantly crossed the distance of space and struck the crown man. Bang! Almost at the same time, an explosive roar echoed in this space. The roar was like a thunder, instantly breaking the silence. Perhaps because of the absolute crushing strength, the duel between the two took place in the sparks of calcium carbide and ended in an instant. The man with the crown, who was so imposing one second, turned into a rain of light and dissipated the next second. The dissipation of the man with the crown was like a blooming firework, blooming in an instant and disappearing in an instant. Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of the silver obelisk falling to the ground in his hand. The crisp sound was like a melodious bell, echoing in the silent space.
"It's interesting." Jiang Han straightened his clothes and picked up the silver obelisk from the ground. Although the crown man who appeared earlier had the strength of a titled Douluo, he was also a clone. In other words, when Jiang Han goes out and comes in again, the other party will still appear. His eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, as if he was exploring an unknown world. Just when Jiang Han put the token in his hand into the recess in the middle of the silver obelisk, the silver obelisk suddenly released a dazzling light. At the same time, a strange energy flows into the token. The bright light was like a sun, illuminating the entire space. That strange energy flowed into Jiang Han's heart like a warm current. For a moment, the token in Jiang Han's hand seemed to come alive, and the brilliance on the card surface was flowing, extremely gorgeous. The light of the token was like stars, twinkling in the darkness.
At this moment, in the outside world, shocking phenomena have occurred in places with abundant spiritual energy. In the sky, the colorful lights intertwined to form a beautiful picture. The light is like a rainbow, spanning the distance in the sky, connecting the earth and the sky. "Oh my God, come and see!" one person exclaimed, his eyes full of surprise and excitement. "It turns out that the legend is true, and there will really be visions!" Another person said, his eyes full of awe and emotion. "I didn't expect that he actually passed, and in less than three minutes! How did he do it!" One person asked doubtfully, his eyes full of curiosity and admiration. "And he passed by himself. As far as I know, even the current top three sects can only pass with at least two titled Douluo." One person said with emotion, his eyes full of admiration. and envy. "What state is that person in? Is he a titled Douluo above level 95?" one person guessed, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation. "No wonder Xiong Douluo's fist had no effect at all on the opponent. His feelings were not because Xiong Douluo was letting go, but because that person's realm completely crushed Xiong Douluo!" A person said with sudden realization, his eyes full of admiration and emotion. "Tang Sect is the fourth first-level sect in the mainland today!" A person said excitedly, his eyes full of expectation and yearning. "If I heard correctly, there are currently only four people in this sect. Do I want to give up my position as the sect leader and join? Maybe I can even get an elder." One person said hesitantly, his eyes full of of expectations and confusion.
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In the outer pavilion of the Holy Pavilion, everyone in the main hall rushed to the door one after another. Their eyes were cast on the vision far above, with shock on their faces. Their eyes were full of surprise and excitement, as if they were witnessing a miracle happening. I saw six bright red characters projected into the void: [Tangmen, a first-level sect. 】Those six big red characters were like suns, lighting up the entire sky. Wuhundian headquarters, outside the Pope's Palace. Bibi Dong looked at the vision above the Pope's Palace with an ugly expression, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly. Her eyes were full of anger and confusion, as if she was thinking about a difficult problem. Behind her, a group of elders from Wuhun Palace stood respectfully. Their eyes were full of awe and nervousness, as if they were waiting for a storm to come.
"The information collection of Titled Douluo was wrong. Your explanation is that the mainland is so big, there will inevitably be fish that slip through the net. So what is going on with this Tang Sect? Such a first-level sect, no Maybe it came out of nowhere? Why don't you have any information about such a big target?" Bibi Dong glanced at the elders coldly, and it was not difficult to hear the sullenness in Senhan's voice. Her voice was cold and majestic, as if she was questioning a group of children who had made mistakes. "This... this..." All the elders looked at each other, and for a while no one dared to answer. Their eyes were full of nervousness and helplessness, as if they were ashamed of their dereliction of duty. "Why are you still hanging around here? Why don't you contact the people from the outer cabinet to investigate? In an hour, I want to know all the information about this Tang Sect!" Bibi Dong shouted, and then walked away holding the scepter. Entered the papal palace. Her voice was angry and decisive, as if she was giving an order that could not be disobeyed. The capital of the Tiandou Empire, three hundred miles east of Tiandou City. Surrounded by mountains, there is a small village that is not much different from the Holy Soul Village. The village is quiet and beautiful, like a paradise. Directly behind the village is a mountain peak. The mountain itself is not high, but it is extremely steep. The entire mountain wall is almost vertical to the ground and is extremely smooth. There are no plants present. It is actually a stone mountain. The mountain peaks are towering and steep, as if they are an insurmountable barrier. Although there are no pavilions or pavilions at the top of the mountain, looking at it, it is a castle-like building. The building is completely gray and looks like a part of the mountain, occupying almost the entire top of the mountain. This is where the Haotian Sect, one of the top three sects that hides from the world, is located. The castle-like building is majestic and spectacular, as if it is a fortress guarding a sacred place. (End of this chapter)