Reincarnated into the DAO World, Season 1

The battlefield was a war zone.

Bodies littered the ground, warriors groaning in pain or lying motionless in pools of blood.

But the fight was far from over.

Only twelve cultivators remained standing.

And among them—

Xiao Lan.

Across from him stood the Bloodmoon Sect leader, his golden eyes burning with malice.

Xiao Lan cracked his neck, rolling his shoulders.

"This is taking too long," he muttered. "Let's finish this."

The Bloodmoon leader smirked.

"Agreed."

Then—

They vanished.

In a blink, both fighters clashed mid-air, their fists colliding with a force that sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

BOOOOOM!

The ground beneath them cracked, unable to withstand the pressure of their combined might.

The Bloodmoon leader's curved sword slashed forward, coated in dark crimson Dao energy.

Xiao Lan twisted his body, avoiding the blade by a hair's breadth—

Then countered with a fierce palm strike to the Bloodmoon leader's ribs.

CRACK!

The man winced, but he didn't fall. Instead, he retaliated with a knee strike, aiming for Xiao Lan's stomach.

Xiao Lan blocked it with his forearm—

But the impact still sent him skidding backward.

His arms tingled from the force.

"Not bad," Xiao Lan admitted.

The Bloodmoon leader chuckled, wiping blood from his lips.

"You too. But let's see how you handle this."

Then—

His Dao energy exploded outward.

The entire battlefield darkened as a sinister aura spread across the arena.

The remaining fighters staggered, their faces twisting in discomfort.

A massive phantom of a blood-red moon rose behind the Bloodmoon leader, casting an eerie glow over the field.

Xiao Lan's eyes narrowed.

"A domain technique?"

The Bloodmoon leader grinned.

"Welcome to my world."

Then—

The real fight began.

The world around them shifted.

The battlefield was gone.

In its place—

A vast crimson wasteland stretched into the distance, illuminated by the glowing blood moon above.

Xiao Lan's feet sank slightly into the ground—which wasn't dirt, but a pool of blood.

A lesser fighter would have panicked.

Xiao Lan?

He simply exhaled.

"So you trapped me in your domain," he said, glancing around. "And?"

The Bloodmoon leader laughed.

"You act fearless, but let's see how long that lasts."

He raised his hand, and the blood beneath them rippled.

Then—

Dozens of crimson tendrils shot up from the ground, writhing like living creatures, all surging toward Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan's expression remained calm.

"Annoying."

As the tendrils closed in—

BOOM!

A shockwave erupted from Xiao Lan's body, sending them flying backward.

The Bloodmoon leader's smirk faltered.

"What?"

Before he could react—

Xiao Lan had already moved.

Faster than a phantom.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Lan appeared behind the Bloodmoon leader—his fist already swinging forward.

The Bloodmoon leader barely had time to raise his sword in defense—

BANG!

The impact sent him hurtling across the crimson wasteland, crashing into the ground like a meteor.

A cloud of red mist rose from the impact.

Xiao Lan stretched his fingers, shaking off the residual force.

"Is that all?"

The Bloodmoon leader coughed, pushing himself up. His arms trembled.

This… wasn't possible.

Within his domain, he was supposed to be invincible.

But Xiao Lan—

Was completely unaffected.

No…

It was worse than that.

Xiao Lan was stronger.

The Bloodmoon leader's breath hitched.

"Y-you…" he growled. "You shouldn't be able to resist my domain!"

Xiao Lan tilted his head.

"Maybe your domain just isn't strong enough."

The Bloodmoon leader's expression twisted with rage.

"Don't mock me!"

He roared, his blood energy surging once more—

And suddenly, the crimson wasteland began to shake.

Xiao Lan raised an eyebrow.

"Interesting."

The Bloodmoon leader's aura expanded, and the ground beneath them trembled violently.

The blood sea rose, forming into massive, monstrous hands that reached for Xiao Lan.

At the same time, dozens of crimson blades materialized in the air, all pointing at Xiao Lan.

Then—

They attacked simultaneously.

A lesser warrior would have been overwhelmed.

But Xiao Lan?

He simply smirked.

Then—

His own Dao energy exploded outward.

BOOOOOOM!

The crimson wasteland shattered like glass.

The blood constructs dissolved into nothingness.

The domain itself cracked and crumbled.

And before the Bloodmoon leader could even process what had happened—

They were back in the real world.

The domain had been completely broken.

The remaining warriors in the arena stared in shock.

Breaking a domain from inside was nearly impossible.

But Xiao Lan…

Had done it effortlessly.

The Bloodmoon leader stumbled backward, pale and breathless.

"N-no way," he muttered.

Xiao Lan simply stepped forward.

"Your tricks are over."

Then—

He attacked.

A single, devastating palm strike to the chest.

BANG!

The Bloodmoon leader's eyes widened as his body was launched across the battlefield, crashing into the ground in a motionless heap.

The crowd fell silent.

Then—

The overseer raised his hand.

"The Bloodmoon Sect has been eliminated!"

The crowd exploded into cheers.

Xiao Lan exhaled, rolling his shoulders.

"Finally," he muttered. "Now I can focus on the real threats."

The battle royale wasn't over yet.

And Xiao Lan?

He was just warming up.