Chapter 5 Thunderclap in the East Sea, Son of God and Mortal Body
Chapter 5 Thunderclap in the East Sea, Son of God and Mortal Body
Chapter Five: Thunderclap in the East Sea, Son of God and Mortal Body
The fierce winds at 10,000 meters altitude could not dispel the radiance flowing around Mo Runshu and Yue Mianmian.
Memories of their military service receded like the tide, and their gazes pierced through the clouds, locking onto Donghai City below. For them now, concealing their presence was not a sign of weakness, but a form of respect for their "prey"—or rather, a final test for the boy they were about to "train."
Donghai City, the top floor of the Spirit Transmission Tower.
The branch tower master, who possessed the cultivation of a Soul Saint, suddenly pushed open the window and looked up at the sky in horror. He saw that the once clear sky was torn apart by two completely different auras—one was a dazzling gold like the blazing sun, carrying the majesty of judging everything; the other was a deep silver like the starry sky, as if containing the mysteries of the birth and death of the universe.
"This oppressive aura... could it be a Limit Douluo? No, this aura is even more ancient than a Limit Douluo!"
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Donghai Academy, first-year classroom.
Tang Wulin was somewhat absent-minded. Suddenly, a chilling feeling, originating from the depths of his soul, swept over him without warning.
It wasn't the restlessness of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline—the seal was still firmly locked, showing no reaction at the moment. Rather, it was a pressure from a higher dimension, as if a pair of eyes were directly piercing through his flesh, watching the mark belonging to the "divine realm" deep within his soul.
That was the dual divinity of the Sea God and the Asura God. Although it was sealed within a mortal body, it was as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the dark night in front of an existence of Mo Runshu's caliber.
"Wu Lin, what's wrong?" Xie Xie, standing beside him, was startled. "Why is your face as white as paper?"
"Run...faster..." Tang Wulin managed to squeeze out a few words.
But he was too slow.
boom--!!!
A deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing.
The classroom walls instantly turned to dust, and the roof vanished. The blinding light made it impossible for anyone to open their eyes.
When the light faded, the entire school was horrified to discover a huge crater in the playground. And at the edge of the crater, two figures stood suspended in mid-air.
The man wore a white military uniform with gold trim, the insignia on his shoulder straps symbolizing the highest authority in the Federation. He had a handsome face, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.
The woman wore a black trench coat, her silver hair cascading down her back, and her purple eyes were icy cold. Behind her, a pair of enormous silver wings vaguely appeared, adorned with countless stars, exuding a breathtaking sense of holiness and mystery.
"This...this is..." The principal was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
Mo Runshu's gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on that small, thin figure.
"Tang Wulin".
The voice wasn't loud, but it exploded in Tang Wulin's ears like thunder: "Come out."
Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, shielding Gu Yue and Xie Xie behind him, and forced himself to step forward. He felt as if his legs were filled with lead, an absolute suppression from a higher level of life force.
Who are you?
"Who I am is unimportant." Mo Runshu flashed and instantly appeared in front of Tang Wulin. "I heard you think you're pretty good at fighting?"
Tang Wulin's pupils constricted sharply. Although the Golden Dragon King bloodline within him had not yet awakened, he was, after all, a Great Soul Master with innate full soul power. His sense of shame made him unable to tolerate this mockery.
"I'm not afraid of you!"
Tang Wulin roared and swung his right palm, his soul power condensing into a claw, fiercely grabbing at Mo Runshu.
This strike, which seemed fast to an ordinary person, was as slow as a leisurely stroll in Mo Runshu's eyes.
"Too weak."
Mo Runshu shook his head, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He didn't even use his hands; he simply shrugged his shoulders slightly, and a surge of powerful energy erupted instantly.
boom!
Tang Wulin was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the ruins.
"Wu Lin!" Gu Yue exclaimed in surprise, her purple eyes instantly turning silver, and the aura of the Silver Dragon King just beginning to emerge—
hum!
Yuemian didn't even lift her hand; she simply raised her right hand slightly.
Behind her, the enormous phantom of silver wings suddenly unfurled, scattering countless starlight points.
The first martial soul, the Star Angel, the Starry Domain!
A vast, star-like pressure instantly enveloped Gu Yue. To Gu Yue's horror, he discovered that the elemental power within his body was locked by countless tiny "stars," making it completely unusable!
"Little girl, don't move." Yue Mianmian's voice was as cold as ice. "You're still too green to play with elements in front of you."
Amidst the ruins, Tang Wulin scrambled to his feet, covered in dust and grime, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.
"What? You're not convinced?" Mo Runshu stood with his hands behind his back. "With that kind of background, with that kind of bloodline, is this all you've achieved?"
These words stung Tang Wulin.
"I refuse to accept this!"
Tang Wulin's second spirit ring lit up: "Blue Silver Grass, Entangle!"
Countless blue silver grasses sprouted from the ground and coiled around the ink-smooth book.
"Blue Silver Grass?" A golden glint flashed in Mo Runshu's eyes. "The Eternal Sigh Cross Sword of the Goddess of Light, appear!"
A golden cross-shaped lightsaber appeared out of thin air, its divine aura erupting instantly. The blue silver grass withered and annihilated the moment it came into contact with the lightsaber's aura!
"What... what kind of martial soul is this?" Tang Wulin was completely dumbfounded.
"This is a martial soul that will teach you a lesson." Mo Runshu flicked his finger, and a golden light struck Tang Wulin's knee. "Kneel down."
Tang Wulin's knees buckled, and he uncontrollably knelt down on the ground!
"Look closely." Yue Mianmian pointed at Tang Wulin kneeling on the ground and said coldly to Gu Yue, "This is the difference."
Mo Runshu landed slowly, squatted down, and patted Tang Wulin's cheek.
"Kid, remember this. This world is vast, and there are many strong people. Your so-called pride is worthless in the face of absolute strength."
His voice suddenly lowered, so that only Tang Wulin could hear it:
"I know who you are. I also know what lies dormant within you. If you can't even handle this little setback, if you can't even control yourself as you are now, then you don't deserve that power, and you don't deserve to be called Tang San's son."
Tang Wulin shuddered, his pupils contracting sharply.
How...how did he know?!
Mo Runshu stood up, his gaze sweeping across the entire room: "From today onwards, I will be watching you. Since you have divine blood flowing through your veins, don't embarrass me."
After saying that, he looked at Yue Mianmian: "Let's go, Mianmian."
Yue Mianmian withdrew the oppressive aura of the Star Angel, giving Gu Yue one last deep look: "Control your temper. If you dare to lay a hand on me again, I'll cripple you."
The two transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the horizon.
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10,000 meters above the ground.
"Wasn't we too harsh?" Yue Mianmian asked. "He's only eleven years old, his Golden Dragon King bloodline hasn't awakened yet, and his body is too weak."
"Is it heavy?" Mo Runshu sneered. "Back in the military, we were ten times harsher. If we don't wake him up and let him wallow in the empty title of 'genius,' he'll only die faster when facing the Abyss Saint King in the future."
He glanced back at Donghai City, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.
"He'll understand. After all, he's Tang San's son. If he can't even handle this little setback, he doesn't deserve my respect."
"So when do you plan to help him break the first seal?"
"No rush." Mo Runshu waved his hand. "Let him go hungry for a few meals. When he's starving, his bloodline will naturally awaken. Let's go back to Mingdu for a meeting. I heard there's a vegetarian banquet today."
"puff……"
High in the sky, the long-lost laughter of the two could be heard.
But the legend of Donghai City has only just begun.
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