The heavens begin from the underworld

Douluo Continent.

Wuhun City.

"The final battle of this Soul Master Competition, please invite both teams to the stage."

"Soul Hall Team..."

"Xingluo Royal Academy Team..."

The noisy Soul Fighting Field was filled with enthusiastic shouts from the audience.

Lin Yang still sat in his original position, not in a hurry to go to Douluo God Realm.

One day in Douluo God Realm is one year in Douluo Continent. Now his soul thought has just arrived in Douluo God Realm not long ago, and he has not yet obtained the complete space-time coordinates.

Now, in addition to watching the final of the Soul Master Competition, most of his energy is focused on that soul thought.

Due to the hundreds of times time difference between Douluo God Realm and Douluo Continent, Lin Yang feels that his temperament has been tempered.

From the current perspective, the soul thought in Douluo God Realm is too "slow" no matter what it does, such as the communication with the Goddess of Light.

Often, it takes dozens of minutes in Douluo Continent for the soul thought to finish a whole sentence with the Goddess of Light.

As he gets stronger, this situation will not be rare. Take the Fallen Land of the Holy Ruins World as an example. If Lin Yang's cultivation is strong enough to allow his soul to cross different universes.

When his soul is in the Fallen Land and his body is in the Little Underworld, the time difference between the two places can be hundreds of times slower or tens of thousands of times faster.

This "slowness" will bring considerable pressure to the mind and will.

"Once the accurate time and space coordinates are calculated, the body can go to the Douluo God Realm. At that time, I can suppress the God Realm without any scruples."

Lin Yang was thinking as he watched the participating teams go on stage.

After the pollen evolutionary path reached the God King realm, his soul did become very strong, but his soul was only a few tens of thousands of times the complete soul, and its strength decreased accordingly.

With his mastery of the laws, a single soul can also exert god-level combat power, but the duration is limited.

The soul only has spiritual power, and it will not take away Lin Yang's God King-level energy when it is divided, so it cannot be considered a clone magic.

"As my strength grows, it will be difficult to find a carrier for the 'God' in the future."

When Lin Yang was thinking, Zhu Zhuyun of the Xingluo Royal Team was already surprised. She saw her sister Zhu Zhuqing in the Wuhun Hall team.

The two of them looked very similar, and Davis, who was standing by, guessed Zhu Zhuqing's identity.

"After Zhu Zhuqing escaped from the Zhu family, did she join the Wuhun Hall?"

Davis frowned. Zhu Zhuqing's appearance was beyond his expectations.

But thinking that Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have no contact anymore, Davis was relieved.

Dai Mubai was in the spectator seat, but Zhu Zhuqing didn't even look over there, which explained a lot.

"Both sides released their spirits."

The old host in a white robe said in a sonorous tone.

After hearing this, the contestants of the two teams also released their spirits one after another, and the yellow and purple filled the ring.

In addition, there was also black.

The ten thousand year old black soul rings came from the "golden generation" of the Spirit Hall team. They were three young soul kings, two men and one woman, whose ages fully met the entry standards for the Soul Master Competition.

But what attracted more attention at this moment was not the three young soul kings, but Zhu Zhuqing.

Six soul rings were seen moving in sequence, surrounding Zhu Zhuqing's body.

Purple, yellow, black, black, black, black!

A six-ring soul emperor!

"One purple, one yellow, and four black?"

"Soul emperor? Such a young soul emperor?"

"The first soul ring is actually a thousand-year soul ring? The third soul ring is a ten thousand-year soul ring? How did she absorb it?!"

"Too fake! Is this some kind of psychedelic soul skill?"

The cheers in the fighting soul arena turned into astonishment at this moment. Those who could sit here to watch the finals were all soul masters without exception, so they knew more clearly what the color of the soul ring represented.

Not to mention those ordinary soul master spectators, the participating teams and instructors from various colleges were also stunned at this moment.

The top leaders from various powers were also stunned. They came mainly to see the execution of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao by the Spirit Hall, but they didn't expect to see such an incredible spirit ring configuration.

Whether it was the first spirit ring of a thousand years, or the third spirit ring of ten thousand years...

It was unheard of before today.

"So young, he looks less than twenty years old, is he a spirit emperor?"

"I remember Qin Ming became a spirit emperor in his thirties, so he is the 'second youngest spirit emperor in history'."

"Wow, are we seeing the youngest spirit emperor in history?"

Everyone was amazed.

Absorbing spirit rings will promote physical development, so they can't accurately judge Zhu Zhuqing's age, but they can still see that she is no more than twenty years old.

In the eyes of most people, this is undoubtedly the youngest spirit emperor in history.

"I don't know if I can become a spirit king in this life, but I didn't expect that she is a spirit emperor. The gap between people..."

A middle-aged spirit master sighed as he looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the stage.

A young soul master beside him smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, don't even think about comparing with this. Which of the talented soul masters who can participate in the soul master competition is not better than us?"

"If you don't reach the level of soul master, you are not qualified to participate in the competition. Those who can go to Wuhun City to participate are basically soul masters at level 40."

"Soul masters under the age of 25 will grow up to be big names, not like us, the little minions."

The young soul master's smile became even more bitter.

He is 21 years old this year, and has just become a 22nd level Great Soul Master. It is true that he is better than ordinary people who cannot become soul masters, but in the entire soul master group, he is just average.

He is almost as different from the geniuses participating in the Soul Master Competition.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Soul Master couldn't help but comfort him: "Talent is born, and there is nothing you can do if you can't compare to others. But it is fair that no matter how high your talent is, even if you become a high-ranking Titled Douluo, you will eventually die, just like us."

The young soul master felt touched: "Yes, everyone will die, and Titled Douluo is no exception."

As for the lifespan of ordinary soul masters, which is only a hundred years, the lifespan of the top powerhouses in Titled Douluo is hundreds of years...

This is not something that ordinary people can know.

"I'm afraid this person will become a new Titled Douluo in a few years. When we see her, we will have to bow our heads and call her Your Majesty."

"It's not a good feeling to think about seeing others getting better and better, hey."

Some audience members also whispered with complicated expressions.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

"Other big forces are not idle, maybe they will create some 'accidents'."

"Who knows, this future titled His Majesty may die earlier than small people like us."

There are many people with malicious thoughts in their hearts. They can't bear to see others live well, and want to see those beautiful things that make people envious and jealous destroyed. Only in this way can they feel satisfied, even if they can't get material benefits from it. (End of this chapter)