Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

In his entire life, Luo Yu had never seen such genuine, passionate eyes.

And it wasn't just one person, but all the Martial Artists above Third Grade from throughout Great Xia.

At this moment, in the hearts of the Grand Xia Warriors, and even the Citizens of Great Xia, Luo Yu was the God in their eyes, who, with his mighty power, had turned the tide against the lofty gods and saved them.

Luo Yu was deeply moved.

Within the Azure Stone Lotus, he could sense the situations of the outside world.

Whether it was the timely arrival of Zhen Fu'er and Dajiuer or the fearless and unyielding spirit of the Great Xia Warriors, all touched him deeply, letting him know that he had not protected the wrong people.

Everything he had insisted upon was worthwhile.

At this moment, the fame, fortune, and power of the world seemed unimportant.

What he had gained at this moment was far more valuable than those.

In this world, there was a group of people who were willing to die for you willingly.

How many could do the same?

The people of the world were now silent, not daring to speak too loudly or, in other words, not having the confidence to raise their voices.

Luo Yu addressed the void with a clasped fist, "Thank you all for your sentiments, Luo Yu has received them."

"The crisis has been resolved, everyone can return and rest."

The humility demonstrated by Luo Yu at this moment stood in sharp contrast to the arrogance of the gods.

The citizens of the world felt a mix of emotions, so envious they could cry.

The gods treated them as if they were mere ants.

Yet Luo Yu, who was capable of slaying the gods, was particularly caring towards the citizens of Great Xia.

Comparing the two, the superior and inferior were immediately clear.

Many people even felt a sudden impulse to immigrate quickly, but it was too late for that.

Luckily, there was some consolation in the words previously spoken by the realm of the gods.

Luo Yu was doomed not to become divine, and the day they emerged would be the day Luo Yu perished.

Countless people on the Great Xia side couldn't hold back and tears fell.

"Even the God's Child is crying, and he still thanks us?"

"We, who are only fit to hide behind the lines and barely survive, what right do we have to be thanked?"

"Indeed, the God's Child is merciful."

One by one, the Martial Artists above Third Grade from Great Xia blushed and awkwardly scratched their heads, resembling children at this moment.

Luo Tiance's lips moved, his eyes twinkling as he spoke softly,

"Child, you are tired."

Luo Yu laughed heartily, "To uphold the might of Our Great Xia Country, what weariness is there, hahaha."

Seeing Luo Yu's bold and free laugh, the Citizens of Great Xia became even more moved.

Zhu Wushi and other heads of powerful households in Great Xia now respectfully clasped their fists and sincerely bowed, their backs bent over, "We, thank our God's Child for the grace of protecting our nation."

"We, thank our God's Child for the grace of protecting our nation!"

One after another, figures bent their proud spines, wholeheartedly and willingly.

And far in Great Xia, countless citizens, numbering in the tens of millions, knelt down together, "We, thank our God's Child!!"

"Shua, shua, shua."

White energy flew from each person, converging from the horizon, forming a vast stream, like the raging sea, roaring as it flew towards Luo Yu.

"Hmm?"

Luo Yu and the others were surprised.

Watching the white energy stream pour into Luo Yu's body, his entire presence swelled.

His strength didn't increase much, but he felt as if some shackles had been unlocked, incredibly at ease. His senses greatly enhanced, he felt a special connection to the land of Great Xia, as if he could easily gather all the natural energy within the Great Xia Realm.

Luo Yu looked gratefully towards Zhen Fu'er.

He hadn't expected that the stone that had flown out from the Han Dynasty's Great Tomb that day would display such divine power at this moment.

Otherwise, he feared that today he might not have had a good end.

Zhen Fu'er understood and responded with a blush, "Actually, I don't know what happened either, I just felt the urge to come here, and then the stone appeared."

Luo Yu nodded; he had indeed obtained many opportunities within the Han Dynasty's Great Tomb.

Terracotta Warrior Tiger Tally.

The prophetic Bagua Bronze Mirror, and also the Black and Yellow Qi.

The purpose of that yellow mud platform is still unclear to this day.

But seeing how formidable those stones are, I fear the yellow mud platform is not so simple either.

It's just that it's not yet time to use it.

Luo Yu did not indulge in reminiscing for long. After persuading everyone to leave, his gaze drifted toward the distant horizon.

The revival of the gods would take more time.

Right now, he had two things to do; to check on the condition of Iceland previously mentioned by the Odin God Child, who was turned by the Ink, and then to fly out of Earth to take a look at the Red Moon, to see what kind of monster was hiding there.

Why it wanted ferocious beasts worldwide to evolve and to plot against humanity.

Both matters were crucial; one would determine the future safety of Earth.

The other concerned the owner of the last coffin, who was also the owner of the last bronze gate's handprint in the First Emperor's Mausoleum.

"Swoosh!"

His body glimmered with golden light, and even without wearing clothes, no one could see through him.

He teleported in the direction of Northern Europe.

Along the way, the citizens outside Great Xia Realm were terrified to the extreme.

Fearful that with a mere gesture from Luo Yu, their entire power would vanish.

But just as they were about to wet themselves in fear, they realized Luo Yu couldn't be bothered to even pay them any attention.

He flew directly past them.

He eventually arrived at an island full of cold, hard ice, with snowflakes drifting in the sky and surrounded by a violently cold storm, with icebergs standing tall on the island.

Luo Yu furrowed his brow.

The Icelandic environment he investigated wasn't as harsh as what he was seeing now.

Something was strange.

Luo Yu released his psychic power to search, and his pupils constricted.

He discovered that all the people on the entire island had disappeared without a trace.

Everywhere bore evidence of human habitation.

There were no signs of struggle, but all the people on the island had vanished, including livestock - any living creature was gone.

Luo Yu frowned, "What's going on here?"

"What happened to this place?"

"This must be the place the Odin God Child spoke of."

He placed his finger on his forehead and wiped it, as his eyes burst forth with the mighty power of chaos.

He scanned in all directions.

With his current divine powers, nothing could hide from him, and soon he found something.

"Boom!"

He unleashed the power of the world, targeting one of the icebergs on the island.

In an instant, the entire iceberg lifted from the ground and soared into the air.

It revealed the scene below.

Beneath the iceberg, there was a hidden world, a black underground palace.

Inside the palace, there stood an altar carved with strange patterns.

But the altar had already crumbled apart and lost its spirit.

Clearly, it had been used.

"Not good."

Luo Yu's expression turned ugly as he sensed a heavy presence of the Ink's aura.

Clearly, a so-called Holy God, a creature of The Ink Clan, had been released here before.

And it had escaped to the outside world.

Recalling the terrifying assimilation ability of the Ink Clan, Luo Yu felt a chill.

"How many have escaped."

"Damn it! Where have they gone."

A foreboding sensation crept into Luo Yu's heart.

It was like seeing a large cockroach at home, and turning your head to find the cockroach missing…