Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"But."

Dai Hao still raised his head stubbornly.

He looked at Han Tao with a glimmer of hope, which was a desire for the future and a certain youthful ambition.

"I want to become stronger, but I just want to become stronger without any clue. I hope to understand the essence of things and transform little by little."

"The divine martial soul can make my strength subversive, but if I inherit your martial soul, I will lose the belief in exploring the essence of the martial soul, which is not a good thing for me."

Han Tao raised his voice, "Have you thought about it?"

The blue silver grass of the three sequences of the master, emperor, and core disappeared; the netherworld holding the blue silver scepter was like a candle in the wind, looming.

Xu Tianhui stared at the boy in front of him, and his questioning tone gradually became heavier.

"Dai Hao, have you figured it out?"

The dean's eyes were fierce, as if forcing him to make a choice:

"The Xingluo Empire has been destroyed, and the world's civilization is beckoning to the Wuhun Hall. We are just ants hiding under the secret realm."

"As the last prince of the Xingluo Empire, you shoulder the hope of the empire's rise. You gave up these two martial souls and gambled on the uncertain future?"

Dai Hao fell silent.

The dean continued to question; "Have you thought about the empire? Have you thought about me?"

Faced with the elder's questioning, his heart was shaken, and he could no longer stick to his determination.

"Okay."

Dai Hao sighed.

Fingers flashed in the void, and Han Tao's two divine martial souls were received.

"Since you accepted the gift, I have fulfilled my promise!"

Han Tao smiled and looked at the sky, where the God Realm was.

"Dai Hao, please rest assured. The two martial spirits I gave you are powerful enough. You only need to master one or two percent of their power, and you will be able to sweep across the entire Douluo Continent. No one under this starry sky is your opponent."

"So strong?" Xu Tianhui asked in disbelief.

"Yeah"

Han Tao looked at him with a slightly disgusted look.

The path that Dai Hao chose himself has a higher upper limit, because this path is the one Han Tao has walked before. Xu Tianhui's rebuttal made him choose another path, which does not conflict with Han Tao's interests.

But Han Tao hates wrong guidance like "Master", and he also hates others kidnapping people in the name of "Empire".

"Thank you!"

Dai Hao respectfully performed a courtesy, and his tone was solemn, "No matter what, I thank you for your gift!"

"No!"

Xu Tianhui stopped him again, "Dai Hao, you are the prince of the Xingluo Empire, your status is noble enough, you don't have to salute Han Tao."

Han Tao shook his head and turned away.

"Swan."

Under the top of the mountain, purple clouds are everywhere.

Han Tao looked around and saw all the creatures in the world. He also found the goal of his trip.

——Swan!

"According to Rong Nianbing, swans are very pure, even stupid creatures."

"The birth of sincere faith is difficult enough. It not only requires this special creature, but also requires emotions that are disillusioned all the time, and a sincere heart."

Han Tao smiled softly.

Emotions, good and evil, and the soul are raging under the clouds like a storm, pulling the clouds into a huge vortex.

"Who are you and why did you come to our territory?"

In front of him is a ten thousand year old light swan, which advances with pure light elements and has a similar effect to the emerald swan.

The purity of the soul guarantees the purity of the route. While they are powerful enough, they are also very easy to be deceived.

"You can call me Han Tao."

Han Tao raised his eyes casually and said.

"Xueyue!"

"What?"

"I mean my name is Xueyue, you can call me Xueyue."

It imitated Han Tao's words and said its own name.

"Xueyue, a good name."

Han Tao casually praised it, and then the Bright Swan actually lowered its head shyly, and a kind of faint "power of faith" was being nurtured.

Han Tao was silent.

The power of faith, although not at the level of sincerity, is also precious.

Now Han Tao really understood. "Rong Nianbing said they are easier to deceive", what is the matter.

"Is there only one swan here?" Han Tao asked again.

The Bright Swan was only silent for a short time, and then did not hide it, and told the information of its own tribe.

"Of course there is more than one swan."

"To the west of the dense forest, there are dozens or hundreds of my kind, but I don't know why. Recently, our swan tribe has always been hunted by various creatures, and many of our tribesmen have died tragically under the devouring of natural enemies."

Han Tao was silent.

The swan tribe, except for itself, is a natural enemy.

In the form of pure energy advancement, it is a great tonic for any soul beast, or even any human being.

Swallowing it will bring you the same benefit as a "divine" fairy grass.

"Take me there"

"Okay!"

The Bright Swan trusted Han Tao again. Perhaps it had made thousands of wrong decisions, but the only right decision in this life was enough to make up for all the mistakes it had made before.

It led Han Tao to the location of the swan tribe.

"We're here."

"Not good!"

The Bright Swan suddenly looked flustered.

Directly in front, the soul master with a sinister face took out a blade, slit the neck of the flame swan, and then used his soul power to extract its blood and swallow it into his mouth.

The pure power of flame bloodline led him to become stronger quickly.

"Not bad, not bad!"

"If I kill another three to five swans, my martial spirit will definitely evolve. At that time, the martial spirit empire will no longer be able to kill me!!"

The man sneered proudly.

"Let me see, what is this?"

"Swan of Light, as the ultimate sublimation of the flame attribute, your arrival makes me satisfied."

The man played with the blade and slowly walked towards the Bright Swan. He did not notice Han Tao behind the Bright Swan.

"Light, healing!"

Xue Yue ignored the man in front of her. It activated its own original power to treat the flame swan that was already on the verge of death.

"It can't be saved!"

Han Tao said softly.

Han Tao's voice suddenly shocked the man, but he still did not recognize Han Tao's identity.

After taking a look at Han Tao's appearance and seeing his young appearance, the man relaxed a little and said, "So young, I guess he is not a strong man."

So, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't you know that this is my territory?"

"If you want to covet the swan I found, then you have to see if your strength can make me pay the price."

Unsure of Han Tao's strength, his behavior was not arrogant. He looked at Han Tao very cautiously and assessed Han Tao's every move.

"It makes no sense!"

Han Tao turned his eyes away from the swan.

"Its neck has been severed by the blade. Your treatment effect is limited and cannot prevent the injury from endlessly slipping away."

Xue Yue's tone was particularly anxious, "What should I do? What should I do? I beg you to save it!!"

When the sinister man saw Han Tao's appearance, a flash of anger flashed in his heart. He raised his hand, and the exquisite flying knife pierced the air, making a sound barrier-shattering explosion.

"——Contra!"

The bright swan was stunned, with a vague fear in its heart.

"Run quickly, this is a Contra!"

Xue Yue wanted to help Han Tao, but it couldn't defeat the sinister man, so it could only shout from the side.