Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

Many spectral figures were looking at Luo Yu.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang said with a smile,

"There is no need for thanks."

"If we were unwilling to lend a hand, no amount of reward would suffice to persuade us."

"Besides, since when does a descendant need to thank their ancestor for coming to their rescue?"

"Moreover, since this person has insulted your forebears, should we not step forward, wouldn't it seem as if Huaxia had no one left to stand up for it?"

Although Emperor Qin Shi Huang didn't look at the Nether Ancestor, the latter's soul felt like it was about to explode, overwhelmed by a surge of fear and a splitting headache.

This was the price of belittling others.

Luo Yu pursed his lips and stood up straight, gazing at Emperor Qin Shi Huang for a long time without speaking.

He had been in Soul Land for far too long.

Although he had friends and numerous admirers, he had never forgotten his roots, and being a person from Huaxia in a foreign land was lonely.

If he hadn't been deeply homesick, how could he have named his organization Yan Huang?

Seeing countrymen, let alone discussing strength and status, how could he not be moved, especially when the other party was a legendary ancestor, no less?

In the face of such dignity and authority, there was a touch of tenderness towards him.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang saw Luo Yu's resistance and his stern, chilly face broke into a smile.

It was unimaginable that a person of such stature could also show such a gentle side; it was simply incredible.

"Now that you are aware of my identity, there is no need for further introductions," he said.

While speaking, Emperor Qin Shi Huang turned his gaze to the other lights.

Standing on the Qingluan Huofeng, the young man floating above the cosmic void spoke concisely and briskly,

"Great God of the Three Altar Sea Assembly, Nezha."

Luo Yu was startled.

Indeed.

The characteristics of the other were all too clear.

The three-eyed deity clad in full-body silver armor nodded and said,

"I am Erlang Manifests the Sage True Monarch, Yang Jian."

"Roar!"

The black giant dog roared towards the sky, shaking the sun and moon, before astonishingly speaking human language,

"My name: Xiao Tian!"

Striding atop the Xuanwu (Black Tortoise) was a towering figure, "True Martial Great Emperor."

Amidst flashing lightning, the imposing and domineering figure spoke,

"Nine Heavens Thunder Deity."

The golden figure sitting on the Iron Rod Divine Artifact caught at his whisker,

"From now on, call me Great Saint."

"Monkey, you must be special, right?"

Nezha teased from the side, speaking to Luo Yu, "I believe you must have heard of his legend."

"Fighting against the heaven and earth."

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven—Son Goku."

"Talkative."

The golden figure scolded, displaying a touch of coquettish pride.

At this moment, Luo Yu was not only feeling the aura of each legendary being but also their humanized side.

It greatly increased his sense of closeness.

The last person remaining had not introduced themselves.

The Taoist striding on the Green Duckweed Sword and the Elder on the Green Ox.

The Green Duckweed Taoist spoke,

"Since you have obtained my sword, you should know my name."

"I, go by the Taoist name: Tongtian!"

Luo Yu felt the Slay-Immortal Sword in his hand trembling with excitement; stepping on the Green Duckweed Sword, wielding the Slay-Immortal, who else could the other be but the Heaven-reaching Sect Leader from the legends of Huaxia?

This was truly a top-tier power of Huaxia legend, a genuine Saint.

But since the great historical figure, Emperor Qin Shi Huang wasn't a mere mortal, the historical legends might have some discrepancies from what he had heard.

Finally, the Green Ox Elder spoke in a gentle voice,

"In my journey, I take on various identities, you just need to know one of them."

"In Heaven, I am known as Lord Laozi / Supreme Elder Lord."

"As expected!"

Luo Yu confirmed his guess.

It was indeed Lord Laozi.

Moreover, he was the legendary master of Confucius, who emerged from Hangu Pass emanating purple qi for three thousand miles, his whereabouts ever unknown—the ancient philosopher Laozi.

To be able to witness so many legendary figures in person and to receive their acknowledgment, Luo Yu still had many questions in his heart, but he couldn't help but get excited, his blood boiling with enthusiasm.

The six Progenitors were shaking in their minds.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

The Heaven-reaching Sect Leader?

The True Martial Great Emperor, Nine Heavens Thunder Deity?

Lord Laozi???

What kind of terrifying titles are these?

Each one sounds grander than the last.

The six Progenitors gasped in unison.

When strength reaches an extremely high level, titles become particularly important.

Because there are only wrong names; there are no wrong titles.

A person's title often relates to their strength and background.

The title of the Nether Ancestor, for example, represents the strongest being in the history of the You Ming Sacred Heaven.

And the strongest being in this star domain is called the Mad Saint, for he possesses the strength of a mad god and has pushed through the ages, thus earning his name.

And because of him, this star domain is also called the Wild Holy Star Domain.

But a mere ancient god could at most be addressed as Wild Saint.

The titles such as Equal to Heaven and Heaven-reaching are just too terrifying, completely disregarding the Heavenly Dao, aren't they?

If it were anyone else, the six Progenitors would naturally disdain and might even mock with a sneer for not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth to dare to use such titles.

But for a group of powerful beings with unknown strength, having such titles is just too frightening.

Their strength turned out to be far beyond the Progenitors' imagination.

The six Progenitors turned their shocked gaze to the side, looking at the suppressed Mad Saint Ancient God.

They discovered that the shock and fear on his face were no less than their own, perhaps even more so.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost.

The Mad Saint couldn't help but say:

"Gentlemen...where exactly do you come from, and why have you come?"

Luo Yu turned around, pointed at the six Progenitors, and said:

"These six insulted my ancestors, claiming that all my ancestors had entered the Yellow Soil and could not withstand a single blow."

"So..."

"So you've seen it yourself, my ancestors were all stirred up by this."

The Mad Saint Ancient God's mouth hung open.

Just like that...

Just that simply?

A group of dreadfully powerful beings that would give even an ancient god like him the chills were provoked by six fools?

He thought that some earth-shattering event had occurred to draw forth so many unknown beings.

But it turned out to be just because six fools picked on a junior?

The Mad Saint Ancient God felt like crying.

Was it really necessary?

I'm just saying, was it really necessary?

They just picked on a junior; did they really need to make such a fuss over it?

One would have been enough, or at worst, sending a dog would've sufficed; was it necessary to mobilize so many strong beings?

It's scary enough to scare someone to death.

The Mad Saint felt incredibly wronged.

He glared furiously at the six Progenitors.

"You six idiots, why should I, a god, pay for the trouble you've caused; fucking hell!!"

"Do you have any idea how insignificant my cultivation level is in front of these big shots?"

"Do you think you can afford to provoke them?"

The Mad Saint Ancient God cursed vehemently, bursting with expletives.

Despite living a life of luxury for countless eons, he couldn't help but curse in the street like a shrew.

His eyes were red with anger.

The six Progenitors had nothing to say in the face of the scolding.

"Mocking others' ancestors doesn't work, motherfuckers; could you please clear your eyes and see what your own ancestor—that's me—looks like?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"If you're so arrogant and noble, could you please not drag me into it?"

"Fuck your spicy next-door neighbours!"

The Mad Saint Ancient God cursed frenetically, leaving Luo Yu dumbfounded.

He truly hadn't expected that a terrifying ancient god would curse like a street hooligan in a frenzied manner; such a sight was unprecedented.

He was seeing it for the first time!