Douluo Dalu: From Shinobi to Spirit Master

The outskirts of the Star Dou Forest.

Green smoke still rose from the chaotic battlefield, and the area of nearly 500 meters had been reduced to ruins. The enormous Dark Gold Terror claw Bear and the three-headed scarlet devil Mastiff stood amid the destruction, their overwhelming auras keeping anything within a one-kilometer radius—beast or human—away.

"That boy really is from that damned evil sect! Where has he gone now?!" the Bear King bellowed, his claws flailing in frustration. A powerful wind swept through the area, tearing a massive hole in the earth. The soul beast hiding there could not even let out a scream before being silenced.

"Wait just a bit longer. If we still can't find him, then forget it. If Bi Ji finds out that we abandoned the auspicious beast, she won't let us off the hook," the Scarlet King said, scanning the surroundings with his senses. After finding nothing, he could only shake his head in anger.

"We can't let the boy escape!" he growled. They did not want to let the human escape, but somehow, he had managed to avoid their detection.

"Should we wait a bit longer?" Bear King growled, but frustration was beginning to creep into his tone. They had no choice but to move. If they stayed too long, they would risk losing the beast's trace and end up empty-handed.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Bear King shouted, slamming his fists into the ground with so much force that the earth trembled. The shockwave sent the already ruined battlefield into further disarray. His fury was unmatched.

"Silver-haired brat, I swear, I will tear you apart!!!" he roared, his anger venting through the earth-shaking roar.

Once his outburst subsided, he sat down, arms folded, and released his mental energy without hesitation. If nothing else, he would continue to search for any sign of the human.

The smile on the Bear King's face became increasingly cruel as he thought of how to deal with the silver-haired boy. If I catch you... he thought darkly, plotting how to torment him. "I won't let you die easily."

"Shouldn't we be concerned about that presence over there?" the Scarlet King asked, his eyes narrowing as he peered into the distance.

"No need to waste time on him," Bear King dismissed the concern with a wave of his paw.

"It's just an ordinary Titled Douluo. If he dares to approach, we can deal with him in an instant."

A thousand meters away, Ju Douluo breathed deeply to regain his mental strength. The tension in his face eased just slightly, though his pale expression remained.

It was an immense strain for him to focus his mental energy over such a long distance, but there was no other option. If he got any closer, he knew he wouldn't stand a chance—he would be dead before even a second had passed.

"It seems they haven't caught Su Chen yet. This kid... he really is a monster," Ju Douluo murmured, his respect evident in his voice.

To escape the pursuit of two 200,000-year-old soul beasts, whose strength far surpassed his own, seemed impossible. Yet, Su Chen had done it. Again.

"Unbelievable! If he become the pope the Spirit Hall in the future, I have no doubt we'll be able to unify the continent!" Ju Douluo muttered to himself, shaking his head with a wry grin.

"That old ghost should be heading to the nearest Spirit Branch Hall now. If the news reaches Spirit City soon, her Holiness the Pope will definitely send help."

Ju Douluo smiled bitterly. "Kid, you're so capable. Don't fall short now. We're counting on you."

With a final glance, Ju Douluo began to move again, changing his position to keep an eye on the two 200,000-year-old soul beasts. But just as he shifted—

Boom!!

A violent shockwave swept through the air, sending him staggering. He shielded his eyes from the debris and forced himself to look toward the source of the explosion. His pupils dilated in shock.

A brilliant beam of light tore through the dense forest, spiraling upward into the sky, stirring the atmosphere into a vortex that reached a hundred meters in diameter.

"What is that?" Ju Douluo muttered, eyes wide with disbelief.

Before he could react further, familiar fluctuations in soul power reached him with the wind.

"This... Damn it!!"

Ju Douluo's expression twisted in shock. Without hesitation, he dashed toward the source of the beam.

Meanwhile, Ghost Douluo, both heading toward the nearest Wuhun Branch Hall, stopped dead in his tracks.

The two great spirit beasts had also seen the beam of light that pierced the sky.

"Silver-haired brat!!!" Bear King roared, his massive form surging forward like a tidal wave toward the light pillar.

"Su Chen..." Ghost Douluo muttered, his voice low and somber. He stared at the pillar of light, his expression unreadable. Then, gritting his teeth, he forced himself to look away and continued on his path, though his pace quickened.

"You Must Hold On!"

The Xilu City Spirit Branch Hall is just ahead.

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Deep within the Star Dou Forest...

"Da Ming, Er Ming, let's go take a look. I have a feeling there's something extraordinary there~"

The girl with scorpion-braided hair sat on the back of the giant black ape, her feet swinging lightly. Her large, bright pink eyes were filled with curiosity as she stared at the beam of light in the distance, her nose twitching in wonder.

"Hmmm... it feels like something that touches the essence of nature itself. Can you feel it?"

Crash—

A massive bull's head emerged from the lake, its enormous eyes like gongs and drums staring at the girl with helplessness. "Sister Xiao Wu, stop making trouble. You've just transformed. It's too dangerous to go to that kind of place."

And the soul beast with the bull's head and a serpent-like body looked more serious as he spoke, "That human is being chased by Lord Bear King and Scarlet King at the same time. Something important is probably involved. It's best not to get mixed up in this."

He even removed the lower bodies of the two individuals from his thoughts.

Thinking about the scene he had witnessed before—one that nearly left him stunned—Da Ming couldn't help but shudder, feeling a dull pain in his lower body.

"That… that really hurt!"

"Is it really a human? How can they make such a disturbance while being pursued by those two?" Xiao Wu asked excitedly, not retreating at all.

"Is it a man or a woman? What age? Are they handsome?"

"Sister Xiao Wu, are you serious...?" Da Ming's face twitched. The string of questions left him speechless. He shook his head helplessly. "With those two there, how could I have dared to investigate properly?"

The main reason he hesitated was because of the shocking scene he'd seen during his first attempt at investigating. It was far too much, and he dared not continue. If the two found out, they might kill him to silence him.

"I only know that it's likely a young human… maybe with silver hair?"

Xiong Jun often referred to him as the "silver-haired brat," so even without using his mental power to investigate, Da Ming had heard this.

"A silver-haired young man… Yes, I remember!" Xiao Wu said with a smile, her eyes lighting up.

"If he survives, I'll go find him myself!"

Boom!

Lightning snakes twisted within the dark clouds, forming a funnel-shaped vortex that spiraled with terrifying power.

In the center of the storm, the silver-haired boy sat cross-legged, surrounded by a golden torrent. A milky white energy spread in waves around him, reviving the grass and trees, causing flowers to bloom and sway. Despite the doomsday-like atmosphere, the area of dozens of meters around Su Chen was as peaceful as a hidden paradise.

The lightning and howling storm seemed to deliberately avoid the boy.

But the strange fluctuations generated by the scene spread far and wide.

Far away, in the depths of the forest...

The black dragon slowly stood up, and the emerald swan, sensing the disturbance, held the trembling golden beast under its wings.

The two stopped before the beautiful lake, gazing ahead.

"Bring this person."

The silver vertical pupils of the dragon slowly opened, and a voice filled with an ethereal command echoed through the space.

"Obey the command of our master."

It was unclear whether it was only a breath or if time passed longer. The beam of light gradually faded, and the sky cleared. The strange fluctuations slowly dissipated, as the dark clouds lifted, and the storm's lightning ceased.

The golden torrents of particles sank into Su Chen's forehead, and a purple soul ring slowly began to condense beside him.

But before the purple ring could fully form, it shifted in color, deepening, until it transformed into a circle of mysterious runes—the color turning into black.