Douluo: Kizaru Douluo

One person and one tree ended the exchange, Zhang Yang stood in mid-air without any movement, and the willow tree also drooped its branches.

Later, through the perception of seeing, hearing and color, Zhang Yang discovered that although the willow tree drooped its branches, it was actually mobilizing the soul power in his body to achieve certain goals.

What the willow tree shows is that the green branches and leaves on the left half move automatically in the absence of wind. The green leaves rub against each other, making a "squeaking" sound that can only be made by rubbing jade.

As the sound of the friction of hundreds of millions of blades gradually became louder and reached a peak, tens of thousands of kilometers away above Zhang Yang's head, the sun that was already in the west suddenly released an extremely dazzling white light that could not exceed the speed of light. I don't know how many times the speed enveloped Zhang Yang's body in an instant.

Zhang Yang's expression, shrouded in sunlight, changed drastically.

This ray of light was not only very dazzling. In this ray of light, Zhang Yang felt like he was being thrown into the sun. His whole body was terribly hot, as if he would be directly vaporized by the terrifying high temperature in the next moment.

Zhang Yang subconsciously wanted to escape from this light because he didn't want to die.

But Zhang Yang failed. After being enveloped by this light, he couldn't even move a finger. Feeling the hot feeling brought by this light, he couldn't even clench his teeth. He could only Bear it silently.

Under this kind of scorching heat, Zhang Yang truly experienced what it means to "live like a year". In just nine seconds, Zhang Yang felt that it really seemed like nine years.

Nine seconds later, the endless hot feeling dissipated instantly, and Zhang Yang felt as if his body was lubricated again, giving him an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes comfortably and slowly exhaled a breath.

The turbid air was discharged, and Zhang Yang felt his spirit was shaken.

As if it had finally shined enough, the dazzling white light gradually faded, and finally turned into a white spot of light, condensing into the center of the raised eyebrows.

Between the raised eyebrows, the white light spots turned into several lines. These lines were cleverly combined to outline a soaring three-legged golden crow.

What this mark brings to Zhang Yang is a majestic momentum like the sun, as if nothing in the world can move him at all.

And as this three-legged golden crow mark was imprinted on his eyebrows, a huge amount of information was poured directly into Zhang Yang's mind.

In the spiritual world, the office worker who was slumped on the recliner, drinking tea and reading the newspaper suddenly jumped out and looked at the top of the sky in the spiritual world with a solemn expression. He was speechless for a long time at the sudden appearance of tomorrow.

In the real world, Zhang Yang, who had accepted the test of inheritance from the Sun God, calmed down and quietly absorbed the huge amount of information. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh..." Zhang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his figure flashed several times before appearing on the island called Tanggu.

After accepting the inheritance of the Sun God, Zhang Yang finally recognized Fusang's identity and no longer doubted it. After all, even a powerful soul beast cannot create such a majestic momentum.

The hibiscus tree crown is very large, especially on the left side where the branches and leaves are lush. Even sunlight cannot shine through this dense crown.

Seeing the "really fragrant" look on Zhang Yang's face, the emerald green leaves of the hibiscus began to rub together quickly, and the crisp and sweet sounds intertwined and changed, and finally a human voice came out: "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Seeing that Fusang could speak through the friction of leaves, and the voice was clear and sweet, Zhang Yang couldn't help but wonder: "Can you still speak through leaves?"

"This is nature. To me, there is no difference between the sound of leaves and the sound of wicker." Fuso said.

Hearing what Fusang said, Zhang Yang was even more surprised: "Then why didn't you use leaves to make sounds before? It's really scary to use wickers to make sounds. I was really afraid that the branches would accidentally hit me when you were talking and hit me directly. Beat me to death. If you had used leaves to make noise, I would have believed you."

"It can't travel that far."

Fusang explained briefly, and then brought the topic to Zhang Yang's test: "I guess you already know your first test, right?"

"I know." Zhang Yang nodded: "Dive deep into the bottom of Tanggu and dig out a hundred kilograms of deep-sea soil for you without using tools. The test period is five years. To be honest, this test is not difficult."

"Oh? Really?" Fusang couldn't help but make a sharp sound from the leaves when he heard this, as if he was laughing at Zhang Yang's ignorance.

"What? Could it be that there are difficulties in this test that I haven't considered?" Zhang Yang said in surprise.

"You'll know if you try it?" Fusang didn't say anything clearly, but just let Zhang Yang experience the difficulty of this task for himself.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Yes, but before the first challenge, I have to recover my soul power."

After flying on the sea for so long, Zhang Yang's soul power was really consumed. For the first challenge, Zhang Yang naturally had to make some adjustments and meet the test in the best condition.

After drinking a tonic to restore his physical strength, Zhang Yang sat cross-legged under the shade of the fusang tree to regain his soul power. He waited until the tonic took effect, then got up and came to the coast of Tanggu.

Keeping only the most basic clothes on his body, Zhang Yang's figure after being possessed by Wuhun flashed to the deep sea area fifty meters away, and then plunged into it.

All the islands with tiny little lotuses showing their sharp corners on the sea actually hide their huge bodies under the sea. The so-called island is actually the part of the mountain peaks on the seabed that protrudes from the sea level.

Therefore, even though he had already sensed it through seeing and hearing, Zhang Yang was shocked when he dived into the water and saw with his own eyes that Yugu, which was only less than one square kilometer, had such a majestic momentum on the seabed.

However, the shock in Zhang Yang's heart came and went quickly. Soon, Zhang Yang gave up his curiosity about Yugu's body at the bottom of the sea and began to concentrate on heading towards the bottom of the sea.

As a small island thousands of kilometers away from Douluo Continent, the seabed next to Tang Valley is not deep, only about three thousand meters. While diving along the edges and corners of Tanggu's submarine peak, Zhang Yang unexpectedly discovered that there were artificial traces on the peak.

On the rock wall of the mountain peak, for every ten meters of diving, there is a cave with a diameter of about three meters and a depth of 10 meters. From top to bottom, the distribution is very even.

"Strange, how come there are so many caves on this rock wall? Who dug these caves?" Zhang Yang was puzzled.

However, Zhang Yang did not take these caves to heart. Instead, he focused on diving to the bottom of the sea, grabbing a handful of soil from the bottom of the sea, and returning to the island. .

However, as the depth continues to increase, Zhang Yang has to face the first problem.

The surrounding water world gradually dimmed.