Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

You can't escape!

forever……

A cloud of black mist covered the face of the figure in front of him. Whenever he wanted to see clearly who that face was, the black mist would linger on it.

Wang Feng had met this person countless times in his dreams.

The wind miraculously stopped, just like the fleeting time.

The man whose facial features could not be seen clearly stretched out his hand towards him. In the chaotic world, the familiar breath flowed into his nose, and the feeling of déjà vu returned.

What would the owner of those hands covered with bloodstains but extraordinarily stiff look like in front of him?

Who is he?

I can't tell the difference between reality and dream, and I don't know how many times this scene has been repeated, overlapping, and intertwined.

"Wang Feng!"

The man was shouting again.

Whose name is he... calling me?

"Before everything collapses... there is still a chance."

"leave here!"

Loud roars kept coming from his ears. If Wang Feng looked back at this moment, he would definitely find that the place he was in was a Gobi cliff.

The sky is filled with a huge funnel, and all the light comes from there.

Cities, mountains, plains, and horizons are all clearly visible here.

The earth is torn apart, the normally glorious buildings crumble and the strata fall apart.

The source of the collapse is the black ring star in the sky, and its gravity is about to spread here.

Wang Feng remained silent, surrounded by the sounds of the world constantly collapsing. In addition, the silence was terrifying.

It is as quiet as the white space behind the clouds in the sky.

"Who...are you?" Wang Feng stretched out his hand towards him tremblingly, "Have we met somewhere?"

The world is collapsing, and he can no longer hear any sound.

However, the words spoken by the man whose face could not be seen clearly were so clear, as if as soon as he opened his mouth, those voices were clearly imprinted in his mind.

"It's too late, just hold my hand and do it like before!"

Wang Feng raised his eyelids slightly, and there seemed to be countless groups of holy lights behind the man, far and near.

His face was still blurry, but unlike before, this time, Wang Feng held his hand firmly.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, it felt like...déjà vu, but I couldn't remember where this feeling had appeared before.

"This time, you must remember me..."

And... don't come back again.

As the bodies of the two fell rapidly, the space in front of them changed from collapse to pitch black, the earth was flowing white, the sky and the earth were upside down, and time was flowing backwards.

The only words left in my ears were those last words before falling.

Who is he... who is he?

Time begins to turn back at that moment, or it is an illusion that exists in reality and spirit or in dreams.

Everything is unreal, although no one can explain what is real and what is illusion.

But when he opened his eyes again, the dazzling bright light burned his skin, and the warmth was just right.

There was no harsh wind in my ears, and the noise stopped abruptly.

He sat up from the bed, and a crystal clear teardrop fell from the corner of his eye at some point.

The figure in the dream was sometimes far away and then close. It was very close to him for a moment, but always left him when the dream was about to wake up.

Wang Feng's life seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment, and he was willing to patiently do the little things he once didn't care about.

Time flies so fast that it can be described as fast.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

These days, Wang Feng always had a feeling that something was strange here.

The figure in the dream has become increasingly clear in the dream that has been repeated over and over in the past few days.

The mountain behind Wuhun Palace was once so familiar, but now it looks a little strange.

The wind came quietly and then left slowly. The person who guided Wang Feng here was no one else but the dream he had last night.

Wang Feng didn’t know when he saw the tombstone, but he definitely remembered the feeling at that moment.

Wang Shu's name was engraved on it. Although the world changed and memories passed, Wang Feng still remembered it for a moment.

Two worlds, memories overlap!

This is not his home, nor is it a gentle place for people to fall into.

It is a completely unfamiliar world full of blank spaces.

Although, there is the person he misses day and night.

Wang Feng's mind was a little blank, and he barely stood still while holding on to the tree.

Boom!

Loud noises echoed in the ears, layer upon layer.

Wang Feng raised his head while holding his head in severe pain, and found that the continent was crumbling wherever he could see it.

Towns, forests, lakes, and parts of Wuhun City, these world organizations were attracted by a huge funnel that appeared in the sky at an unknown time.

The huge ring blocked the sun and looked more like a black hole descending into the sky.

As if trying to draw everything in, Wang Feng became more and more anxious, mainly because the young man who always pestered him was missing today.

The world in front of me seemed to have overlapping reflections, and the pain of the two memories intertwined was no less painful than the earth shattering.

"younger brother……"

Wang Feng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The continents gradually separated and gathered towards the ring in the sky.

"We have to find him as soon as possible!"

The strange thing is that the seemingly terrifying suction force can't do anything to Wang Feng. In some areas, he can't feel the arbitrary control of that force at all.

Walking out of Wuhun Hall, Wang Feng found that there was chaos outside.

Some areas of Wuhun City were affected by the ring, and those dilapidated buildings were floating in the air.

Ordinary people and soul masters were sucked into the ring or fell into the endless void.

The laws of society collapsed in just a few hours.

The rules established by Wuhun Palace have lost their dominance, and burning, killing and looting can be seen everywhere.

Wang Feng walked on the eaves, dodging falling rocks in mid-air from time to time, and it was extremely difficult for him to dodge around them.

This is purgatory on earth——

In Wang Feng's memory, if Wang Shu could only be in one place, this must be the village in the city.

"Is this the edge of collapse?"

Wang Feng couldn't help but sweat. Looking down, he saw an endless void. Except for this dilapidated two-story building, most of the surrounding space was attracted by the ring and floated in the air.

Anyone who takes a look at that scene will feel chills running down his back.

Walking on the edge of the void, Wang Feng did not dare to be careless. He did not know what the consequences would be if he made a wrong step.

bang bang bang-

"younger brother!"

Wang Feng shouted loudly and knocked hard on the door, but there was no response from the room.

The weak wooden door was rattling but there was no improvement at all.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his right hand into a fist with his level 59 soul power and a large amount of curse power, and punched the wooden door that seemed to break with just a touch.

boom--

This explosion coincided with the huge compression sound of space collapse in my ears.

"how come?"

Wang Feng's eyes widened. The powerful soul power and curse power hit the door but it didn't move at all.

again and again.

Finally, after almost the entire Wuhun City collapsed, the weak wooden door was shattered by a bloody fist.

Wang Feng was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat appearing on his cheeks and forehead.

"elder brother?"

The young man standing at the end of the corridor in the room was startled by the sound.

When the time overlapped, it seemed as if I had returned to that night when it rained heavily. My ears were filled with violent thunder and delicate pouring rain.