Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

Luo Yu held the silver-jade small bell in his right palm and gently sighed while flexing the fingers of his left hand.

Ripples burst forth.

"Ding!"

Like the drum at dusk and the bell at dawn, waves of time rippled out from Luo Yu as the center, freezing every formidable attack in an instant.

Even the aftermath of attacks capable of destroying Douluo Planet hundreds of times over was halted, the five Ancestral Saint Weapons that soared through the sky toward Luo Yu also hung stiff in the air, and even the Ten Great Ancestral Hierarches, standing one by one in the cosmos, solidified; everything seemed to stop with the ringing of the bell.

At this moment, only thoughts continued to flow within everyone.

The interior worlds of the Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors erupted with tsunamis, shocked to the extreme.

"Why can't we move?"

"What in the world is that small bell, and what kind of technique is this??"

The Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors found it inconceivable—so many Ancestral Realm masters, and all holding supreme treasures, yet they were fixed in place, unable to move an inch?

King Tianwu screamed inside his heart.

"No, no!!"

"This is impossible!!"

"What kind of technique is this, how could it possibly block Ancestral Saint Weapons that have been activated."

"And it's not just one Holy Artifact, but a whole five of them, how could this be."

Jian Chenzi's scalp tingled with numbness, a profound fear welled up from the depths of his heart, and it swiftly magnified.

"What exactly is going on with this native, no, this freak."

"The four Divine Swords from before were terrifying enough, but what level of treasure is this small bell that it can suppress Ancestral Saint Weapons?"

The flowing thoughts of the Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors trembled, their inner shock reaching an apex.

Dead though they might be, they would have never thought that a mere native, not only a rare Beyond-limit Ancestral Realm powerhouse, would possess such a defying artifact.

An artifact that could suppress Progenitor-level Holy Artifact, they had never even heard of it.

The Dye Finger Taoist's pupils contracted as he recalled the ancient scriptures he had once read.

"Could this... could this be the supreme treasure once used by the ancient Divine Spirits?"

"Only those legendary entities who had used such items might be able to suppress Ancestral Saint Weapons."

"How can such an item exist in this low-level domain?"

If the Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors were so shocked, the beings of Soul Land naturally need not be mentioned.

Facing the terrifying waves of attacks, they had already prepared themselves to die, for Luo Yu would not be able to save them in time; even protecting himself seemed difficult.

Yet, the man's performance once again exceeded their expectations.

Merely by striking the small bell in his hand, all the horrific attacks came to a stop?

What kind of technique was this?

Not to mention ordinary beings unable to comprehend it, even those with the highest cultivation levels like Gu Yuena and the Life God King could not understand.

Of course, that didn't matter. What was important was that the man had such a world-shaking super technique, indicating that everyone could be saved.

Although they were not afraid to die, not having to die was truly joyous.

At this moment, within the cosmic domain where the whole of Douluo Star was situated, all the stars stopped their rotation, everything within this realm of time stood frozen.

The Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors could sharply feel a terrifying rule of time dominating this small universe.

Such power was enough to cause any Ancestral Realm warrior to despair, not harboring a thought of resistance.

"Step—"

Luo Yu, with one hand carrying the bell that shone with divine brilliance and a silver-jade hue, slowly stepped through the void, stride by stride approaching the Ten Great Ancestral Realm warriors.

The pupils of the Ten Great Ancestral Hegemons suddenly constricted.

"This guy can move!"

"If time has stopped, how can he still move?"

Luo Yu, as if seeing through their thoughts, coldly chuckled and said:

"With the technique that this Alliance Hierarch has cast, why can't I move?"

"Weren't you asking me what I was waiting for just now?"

Luo Yu walked past the five Ancestral Saint Weapons that were frozen in the void; now powerless, he glanced at them and then paid them no further attention.

He walked slowly to Dye Finger Taoist, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Come, now I'll tell you what I've been waiting for."

"Bang!"

Luo Yu swung his fist, directly blasting Dye Finger Taoist's head into pieces, while the blood just paused in place, not flying out.

Hovering above the headless torso.

He then walked over to the Ancestral Realm being who was controlling the Great Cauldron, and slapped them across the face, causing their head to spin a full circle.

Another slap, and it was smashed to bits.

Both Ancestral Realm powerhouses were brutally beheaded, scaring the remaining eight Ancestral Realm powerhouses to death with cold fear.

Why.

Why did things turn out like this?

They could not comprehend at all. Were not the Ten Great Ancestral Realms powerhouses supposed to make easy work of them, like slaughtering chickens and killing dogs, torturing the natives? How did it end up in them getting counter-killed?

Now they were the fish on the chopping block, with no chance to escape and even less possibility to resist.

The oppressive and terrifying rules of time bore down on them, rendering them unable to stir even a shred of power, only to be slaughtered at will.

Luo Yu stepped onto the void, approaching King Tianwu step by step.

With two Ancestral Realm powerhouses violently killed in succession, even the always-tenacious King Tianwu couldn't help but feel cowardly as immense terror rose in his heart.

He screamed inwardly in madness.

"Don't come over!"

"Don't you come over!!"

But Luo Yu still approached, standing quietly in front of him, dragging the Silver-Jade Small Bell and calmly looking at him.

King Tianwu saw those deep eyes, as calm as the sea, without any ripples.

His heart couldn't help but panic.

Damn it, if you're going to kill or hit me, at least make it quick. What's with the staring? This is torture.

Was it not enough to kill, now you aim to destroy the heart too?

However, he misjudged Luo Yu's thoughts.

"Slap!"

A large palm swung over and struck King Tianwu's face. He thought his head would explode, but then realized it was still intact.

But King Tianwu couldn't feel happy about it because the other did not smash his head, not because he had a thick skull, but because the other had not exerted any power when hitting him. He was merely slapping his face with his physical strength, as if afraid of exploding it.

King Tianwu roared with anger in his heart.

Damn it, I'm at your mercy if you want to kill or slash me.

You not only aim to destroy my heart but also intend to humiliate me first!

Filthy!

This heart is just too damn filthy.

Luo Yu lightly tossed another slap and said at the same time:

"Sigh."

"Got to hit lighter."

"If I kill with a slap, there'd be no one left to vent my anger on."

At this moment, not only was King Tianwu going insane with fear, but the other seven Ancestral Realm powerhouses with heads were also plunged into extreme panic.

"Do you hear what people say?"

"How could there be such a person in the world, so filthy, ah!!"

Luo Yu sighed:

"He who does too much injustice will bring about his own destruction. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

He slapped them time and again, as if a father were disciplining an unfilial child.

"Are natives not human?"

"Natives can be killed at will?"

Even Ancestral Realm powerhouses couldn't bear so many bullying attacks, wishing they could bite their own tongues and commit suicide, while their terror of Luo Yu reached unprecedented heights...