Douluo Dalu 4: Ultimate Fighting
Chapter 1049: Back In The Day, Your Grandfather Taught Me Right There

TL: GoldenLung

Elder Shu raised his hand.

Yi Zichen seemed a bit dazed, still not fully recovered from his emotional state. When he saw Tang Wulin raise his hand, he almost instinctively followed suit.

The decision was made.

“Next, we’ll formulate a detailed plan. That’s it,” the Sea God Pavilion Master concluded decisively.

The Sea God Pavilion meeting adjourned. Tang Wulin stood up, nodded to the others in the room, and walked toward the stairs. As he passed by Lan Xuanyu, he raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, leading him upstairs.

Watching them leave, the middle-aged man sitting beside the Pavilion Master smiled and said, “I can feel it—a new era is about to begin.”

“Mm, I hope so. I can finally lay down this responsibility,” the Pavilion Master replied somewhat pensively.

For so many years, she had maintained her composure—until his return shattered the calm in her heart. She still clearly remembered the first time she met him—how it felt like seeing a ghost. Looking back, it really was quite the experience.

Lan Xuanyu followed Tang Wulin into the room. After closing the door, Tang Wulin asked, “How long can you stay at the academy?”

Lan Xuanyu replied, “Not too long. To maintain Xiuxiu’s identity, the sooner we return, the better. But right now, Celestial Dragon City is probably in chaos because of the Spaceborne Clan incident, so staying for a short while shouldn’t be a problem. My plan is to depart in three to five days.”

Tang Wulin nodded. “Time is tight. We’ll try to help you adapt to your body’s changes as quickly as possible. Come.”

With a wave of his right hand, Lan Xuanyu was suddenly enveloped in golden light. The scenery around him changed instantly.

It was a dark hall, surrounded by towering pillars faintly glowing with golden light. At the far end was an empty throne. The entire space emitted a powerful, invisible pressure.

Tang Wulin stood not far from him, gazing at the space and letting out a sigh. “Back then, your grandfather left behind a spiritual projection—Old Tang—to teach me his skills. Now, I’ll use my Divine Sense to recreate this place to train with you. This is inside my spiritual consciousness. Feel free to attack me with everything you’ve got, and get used to the changes in your body.”

“Alright.” Lan Xuanyu nodded.

He didn’t attack immediately. Instead, he stood still, calming himself.

He adjusted his soul power and mental strength, merging body, mind, and spirit into one, while quietly sensing the changes in his dragon core and how his body was being transformed by his bloodline and soul power.

He had already noticed a difference during the strength test with Qian Lei. Upon breaking through to six-ring, his power had ascended to an entirely new level.

Raising his left hand, silver scales quickly appeared and covered his arm. A faint iridescent glow surrounded his body.

Soul rings rose from his feet. Anyone who saw them would have gasped—they were all orange-gold.

Orange-gold rings represented soul rings from soul beasts over 200,000 years old. Both Bai Xiuxiu and Lan Mengqin had similar rings, granted to them by the abyssal demon dragon and the emerald swan after fusion. Each of these terrifying soul beasts provided multiple powerful abilities—every orange-gold ring could contain up to three soul skills.

Though Lan Xuanyu's soul ring colors had changed, the number and form of his soul skills remained unchanged—only their power had dramatically increased.

His elemental control had evolved from ten-year levels to over 200,000 years—a complete metamorphosis.

His right hand wielded terrifying power.

Clenching his left fist, the air around him suddenly heated. A fiery aura radiated outward as magma erupted into towering columns toward Tang Wulin.

His body turned crimson, encased in ruby-like crystal, and the temperature around him surged to terrifying levels.

The magma pillar blasted toward Tang Wulin, but he simply drew a circle with his right hand, and the magma vanished before it could reach him.

Lan Xuanyu didn’t falter. When the magma ended, torrents of water surged up instead—massive water dragons leapt into the air toward Tang Wulin. A water pillar even erupted beneath Tang Wulin, though it avoided hitting him and merely splashed outward.

The onslaught didn’t stop. Giant meteors materialized in the air and rained down on Tang Wulin. At the same time, swirling green whirlwinds appeared, wrapping the meteors in flame.

Wind, fire, and earth—a tri-element fusion skill: Meteor Firestorm!

A thunderous explosion echoed, shaking the entire hall. As the three elements fused, Lan Xuanyu felt a deep sense of release.

His control over the elements had reached a point where they felt like extensions of his own body. He stood above them, commanding his elemental “subjects” into optimal combinations for maximum power.

He had no soul core—only a dragon core, which endlessly supplied bloodline energy, converting it into soul power—immense and pure. It drew in the elements and unleashed a storm that engulfed Tang Wulin.

Then, in the center of the elemental storm, a golden ring silently appeared. In that instant, all noise ceased. Lan Xuanyu felt as if a black hole had appeared, swallowing every element he had released. He staggered forward, as though being pulled in.

Tang Wulin still stood there, smiling gently. Everything around him remained unchanged, as if nothing had ever happened.

“The biggest difference between your elemental control and Nana’s is that your elements aren’t pure enough,” Tang Wulin said to him. “When the element’s intensity reaches a certain level, you no longer need to shape it. Pure elemental force alone becomes the strongest attack. The purer the element, the easier it is to control and combine.”

Lan Xuanyu focused. In the palm of his left hand, a small vortex formed from four basic elements.

“Like this?”

He had used this elemental storm once in the Spirit Transmission Tower’s Ascension Platform—it had almost blown the platform apart.

Now, it felt different. He realized he could now control the storm’s intensity and development, rather than letting it grow uncontrollably.

The vortex rapidly expanded to a diameter of over ten meters, and flickers of lightning began to appear within.

Tang Wulin nodded with a smile. “Yes. This is a good application of the basic elements—similar to the thunder tribulation during divine forging. It looks like, when you become a divine blacksmith, you’ll probably handle it better than I did. But even the four-element storm isn’t the strongest. There’s also the seven-element storm—add space, light, and darkness to the four basic elements.”

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