Douluo: Reborn as a Dragon, I am the Lord of Soul Beasts

Chapter 60 Xingluo Continent, New Era
"Do you think you can beat me this time?" Ying Qian roared, his dragon claws condensed into fists, shining brightly with golden light again, and suddenly slammed into the body of the Demon Soul Great White Shark. The Demon Soul Great White Shark attacked with its tail, and the tip of its fins slashed at Ying Qian's scales like a sharp blade. The collision between the two was like thunder and lightning, and the ocean kept rolling and roaring under their roar and power.

Ying Qian suddenly turned over, spread his huge dragon wings, and with the help of the storm's attraction, he rolled nimbly and quickly entered the edge of the whirlpool. The powerful water flow instantly wrapped around his body and took him spinning rapidly. Ying Qian cleverly adjusted his posture, allowing himself to accelerate along the direction of the water flow, using the force to counter the force, and using the attraction of the storm to quickly escape.

The Demon Soul Great White Shark sensed Ying Qian's intention, roared angrily, and frantically raised larger waves to try to stop the dragon's escape. However, Ying Qian had already entered the high-speed flow area of ​​the vortex, moving as fast as lightning, his figure looming in the water, gradually moving away from the Demon Soul Great White Shark's attack range.

In the center of the storm, the water flow became more violent, and Ying Qian's figure continued to accelerate in the vortex, flashing with golden light. He swung his tail vigorously, and the dragon claws condensed golden light again, waving violently, completely disrupting the surrounding water flow, creating greater chaos to cover his escape.

Finally, Ying Qian used the power of the ocean storm to successfully escape the pursuit range of the Demon Soul Great White Shark. He quickly flew out of the edge of the storm, and the strong wind on the sea gradually subsided. Ying Qian's figure disappeared in the distant sky, leaving only a golden glow flickering in the waves.

"Damn it." After escaping from the pursuit of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, even Ying Qian couldn't help but utter a curse word. In the ocean, the Demon Soul Great White Shark was simply an unstoppable existence. The sea water around it seemed to be a domain of its own. Even in the air, Ying Qian could feel that the water elements in the surrounding air were against him. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have been exhausted to death in the sea.

However, Ying Qian soon understood why the Demon Soul Great White Shark was so crazy to stop him. Not far away, Ying Qian's eyes caught a black line, which gradually became clear, like the outline of a continent.

Ying Qian suddenly realized that there was a piece of land in front of him. This land seemed to be the territory of the Demon Soul Great White Shark. It didn't want any creature to get close to it, let alone Ying Qian to set foot on this mysterious land. Ying Qian was ecstatic. He knew that as long as he could reach that piece of land, he would have a chance to escape the pursuit of the Demon Soul Great White Shark.

Ying Qian accelerated forward, using the remaining power of the storm to rush towards the continent at a very fast speed. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the storm, but none of this could stop his firm steps. Ying Qian's scales shone in the lightning, and his dragon wings danced in the strong wind. The entire ocean seemed to make way for him to move forward.

The Demon Soul Great White Shark roared angrily, and its huge tail stirred up huge waves in the sea. It tried its best to catch up with Ying Qian, but the distance between them was gradually increasing. Its eyes were burning with rage, as if it wanted to tear Ying Qian into pieces. However, Ying Qian's speed had reached its limit, and the waves and storms could not stop him.

Finally, Ying Qian rushed out of the center of the storm, and the black line gradually expanded and turned into a vast continent. The towering mountains, dense forests, and the tranquil coastline on the continent seemed to be waving to Ying Qian. Ying Qian was excited, and he flapped his wings and flew high, his body drew a graceful arc in the air, and quickly flew towards the continent.

Just as Ying Qian was about to step onto the mainland, the Demon Soul Great White Shark let out a final earth-shattering roar, and the huge wave rushed towards Ying Qian like a raging dragon. However, Ying Qian did not hesitate, and the dragon claws condensed the last golden light, and suddenly bombarded the huge wave. The golden light collided with the huge wave, bursting out a dazzling light, the sea water splashed, and the storm was instantly dispersed.

With the help of this reaction force, Ying Qian rushed forward and finally landed steadily on the edge of the continent. He looked back at the angry Demon Soul Great White Shark in the distance, and a glimmer of victory flashed in his eyes. Despite the battle, he still stood firm, showing unparalleled majesty and strength.

The Demon Soul Great White Shark rolled angrily in the storm, its huge body stirring up huge waves on the sea, but it could no longer catch up with Ying Qian. At the edge of the continent, Ying Qian's figure gradually faded away and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving only the golden light shining in the sunset, telling the story of this thrilling storm.

"Hoo!" When his feet stepped on the ground again, Ying Qian couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh air. After flying over the ocean for so long, Ying Qian's legs were finally useful again.

After a long while, Ying Qian finally calmed down after the fierce battle and began to look at this new continent again. The scene in front of him was completely different from the violent ocean. What was presented before him was a peaceful and vibrant land.

On this continent, the mountains are undulating and continuous. The mountains in the distance are towering into the clouds, majestic and magnificent, with snow-capped peaks, shining charmingly under the sun. At the foot of the mountain, dense forests spread out, full of green, with tall and straight trees and lush branches and leaves, as if a green ocean is swaying gently in the breeze.

In the forest, the stream gurgles, and the clear water jumps between the rocks, making pleasant sounds. Various exotic flowers and plants are dotted in the forest, colorful and fragrant. Occasionally, a few weak soul beasts play in the grass, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet land.

Ying Qian walked on this strange land, and every step was full of exploration. He felt the warmth of the land under his feet, which was in sharp contrast to the cold sea water before. The pores on his body opened slightly, feeling the gentle air flow on the land, and his hair shone with golden light in the sun, looking particularly energetic.

Ying Qian walked slowly into the depths of the forest along a winding path. The surrounding scenery kept changing, sometimes it was an open meadow, sometimes it was a quiet forest. The chirping of birds and the rustling of wind through the treetops were refreshing.

Suddenly, a vast lake came into view. The lake water was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and the surrounding trees. There were some strange aquatic plants growing by the lake, and a few blooming lotus flowers dotted the lake surface, like a beautiful painting.

Ying Qian stopped and stood quietly by the lake, admiring the picturesque scenery. He felt the tranquility and peace here, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if he had inhaled the fresh air of the whole world into his lungs.

"This continent is so beautiful." Ying Qian sighed in his heart.

"Bang!" There was a sound, as if something was falling to the ground.

Ying Qian looked in the direction of the voice and met a pair of young eyes. It was a child who looked to be no more than ten years old.

Ying Qian was curious and wanted to say hello, but the child quickly ran away from the lake after seeing Ying Qian. Although the speed was not fast, it was obvious that the child must be a native of this continent. After a few flashes, he disappeared quickly in the jungle.

Ying Qian was stunned, thinking, am I that scary? The next second, through the reflection in the lake, he saw the dragon wings behind him, and Ying Qian reacted. Although it is not uncommon for a person to have a pair of dragon wings on his back in Douluo Continent, it is indeed easy to be mistaken for a monster in this continent that is almost a primitive tribe. Not long after, the jungle in front of him began to rustle again, and countless men and women rushed out from the surrounding jungle. Judging from their clothes and the totems on their faces, they were basically from the same tribe as the child who just ran away.

Ying Qian stared at the group of natives in front of him. Who would have thought that the next second, the group of natives actually knelt down at the same time, worshipping in the direction of Ying Qian, and they were still saying something. In Ying Qian's surprised eyes, a native who looked like the oldest here came to a distance of three or four meters from Ying Qian, then began to kneel down, and moved towards Ying Qian. Then, he stopped within a meter of Ying Qian, and began to stick out his head, trying to kiss Ying Qian's feet.

Ying Qian was shocked. Such an action really frightened Ying Qian.

"What's going on?" Ying Qian was filled with doubts and uneasiness. He had never encountered such a situation before, and the actions of these natives were completely beyond his expectations.

The elder looked at Ying Qian's retreat, and a trace of uneasiness and anxiety appeared on his face. He whispered something, then knelt on the ground with an extremely respectful attitude, his body almost touching the soil, as if begging for Ying Qian's forgiveness.

When Ying Qian saw this scene, his surprise subsided a little. He carefully observed these natives and found that their eyes were full of awe and worship, as if he were some kind of sacred existence. This feeling made Ying Qian even more confused, but at the same time, he also had an inexplicable sense of responsibility.

He decided to try to communicate, so he asked in a low and authoritative voice: "What are you doing? Why are you treating me like this?"

When the natives heard Ying Qian's voice, they all looked up with surprise on their faces. The elder became even more excited and quickly answered with a long string of sentences in the native language. Although Ying Qian did not understand these words, he could feel the respect and admiration in them.

In order to better understand the situation, Ying Qian decided to show some of his strength. He gently waved his dragon claws and drew a symbol in the air that flashed with golden light, instantly lighting up the surrounding air. Seeing this scene, the natives knelt down one after another, appearing even more pious.

At this time, the elder tried to explain their intentions with gestures and simple movements. He pointed at Ying Qian, then at the sky, then at himself and the other natives, and finally made a hugging gesture. Ying Qian seemed to understand something, and he vaguely understood that these natives might regard him as some kind of god or protector.

Ying Qian took a deep breath and decided to temporarily accept the worship of these natives in order to better understand this place and their culture. He slowly put down his dragon claws and gently signaled the elder to come closer. The elder carefully crawled over, gently kissed Ying Qian's feet devoutly, and then knelt down excitedly.

Ying Qian looked at these natives and felt a little curious. It seemed that they regarded themselves as gods.

Then, Ying Qian began to listen carefully to the language of the natives around him. Soon, Ying Qian had completely learned the language of the natives and slowly said, "Get up!"

Hearing that Ying Qian could speak their language, the natives became even more excited and began to kneel in their direction. In the end, Ying Qian had no choice but to use his own soul power to help all the natives stand up.

Soon, the group of natives found that their bodies stood up without their control. They were horrified at first, thinking that they had done something wrong to anger Ying Qian. However, they then found that this soul power did not hurt them, but only prevented them from kneeling down. The faces of the group of natives became more respectful.

"Let me ask you, are you the clan leader here?" Ying Qian glanced at the elder in front of him and asked uncertainly.

When the elder heard Ying Qian's words, he immediately understood what he meant. He nodded respectfully, then looked at Ying Qian with reverence, as if waiting for his next instructions.

Ying Qian thought secretly in his heart. He knew that he was facing a new situation and needed to handle it with caution.

The elder walked up to Ying Qian and said in a cautious and respectful tone: "We thank you for coming, sir. Please tell us, are you a god in heaven?"

"God?" Ying Qian was stunned, then thought for a moment and said, "Why do you think I am a god?"

Then the elder excitedly talked to Ying Qian. They just saw rough waves on the sea and the sky became dark, but then with Ying Qian's arrival, the sky became sunny again.

Ying Qian understood immediately. What the elder was talking about was obviously the process of his battle with the Demon Soul Great White Shark at sea. In this way, Ying Qian found that there was almost no soul power fluctuation in these natives, which means that the natives here have not discovered the existence of martial spirits, nor have they learned how to use martial spirits. This also shows that the people on this continent can be said to be very backward. No wonder, tens of thousands of years later, the Xingluo Empire with its remaining army was able to defeat the natives here and establish a brand new Xingluo Empire here.

In front of the soul master, these natives who are almost no different from ordinary people are like gods to the soul master, right?
"God, please guide us." Before Ying Qian could recover, the elder could not wait to lead his people to worship Ying Qian. If it were not for Ying Qian's spirit power, I'm afraid these natives would kneel down again.

(End of this chapter)