Douluo Dalu / Soul Land: Yin-Yang Supreme

Chapter 34: Time and space storm

The serene tranquility of Douluo Star shattered with an unprecedented cataclysm—a time and space storm of unimaginable magnitude. Across the vast expanse of the star field, reality itself seemed to warp and twist, timelines intersecting and events unraveling in a maelstrom of chaos.

Amidst this turmoil, nestled within the protective embrace of the Supreme Heavenly Sect, Feng Xin Yang emerged as a beacon of stability. The sect, untouched by the ravages of the storm, stood as a bastion of order amidst the temporal upheaval.

Stepping forth from the sanctuary of Supreme Heavenly Sect, Feng Xin Yang sensed the dissonance in the air—a palpable shift in the fabric of reality. It didn't take long for him to realize the full extent of the storm's effects—events had been thrown into disarray, and time itself seemed to have rewound.

Venturing beyond the sect's grounds, Feng Xin Yang encountered a world that was both familiar and alien. As he traversed Douluo Continent, he discovered startling truths—Tang San, the revered hero of Douluo Dalu, had yet to be born. In fact, it was twenty years before Tang San's destined era.

Feng Xin Yang's heart sank as he pieced together the implications. Tang Hao, Tang San's father and a pivotal figure in Douluo Dalu lore, had not yet attained the rank of Titled Douluo. Instead, he was merely a Soul Douluo at level 87, his potential yet to be fully realized.

Realizing that he and the entirety of Supreme Heavenly Sect had been thrust backward in time, Feng Xin Yang resolved to navigate this new reality with caution and purpose. With his parents, disciples, and the fate of Douluo Continent resting upon his shoulders, he embarked on a mission to reshape history while safeguarding the future he knew.

***Part 2: Rebuilding Supreme Heavenly Sect***

Back within the sanctum of Supreme Heavenly Sect, Feng Xin Yang gathered his disciples under the sheltering canopy of the ancient trees. Their expressions ranged from confusion to determination, mirrored by the uncertain circumstances that enveloped them.

"My disciples," Feng Xin Yang began, his voice resonating with authority forged through years of trials and tribulations. "We have been displaced in time, thrust backward to an era before the birth of many who shaped the course of Douluo Continent."

He explained the situation with clarity and solemnity, each word carrying the weight of their newfound responsibility. The disciples listened intently, their minds grappling with the implications of their journey through time.

"Together," Feng Xin Yang continued, his gaze sweeping over the assembled group, "we must ensure that history unfolds in a way that preserves the balance and prosperity of Douluo Continent. Our sect, untouched by the storm's effects, must become a bastion of strength and unity in these tumultuous times."

Under his guidance, Supreme Heavenly Sect redoubled its efforts. The disciples, now cognizant of their pivotal roles in this altered timeline, immersed themselves in training with renewed vigor. Each day was a step towards their ultimate goal—to achieve the rank of Titled Douluo and prepare for the challenges that lay ahead.

Zhang Wei, with his earth-type martial soul, delved deeper into defensive techniques and endurance. His ability to withstand relentless assaults became a cornerstone of their defense strategies, his soul rings gleaming with newfound resilience.

Ling Wei, her wind-type martial soul guiding their movements, mastered the art of speed and agility. Her maneuvers became fluid and precise, her ability to outmaneuver opponents a testament to her strategic prowess.

Zhao Chen refined his lightning-type martial soul, channeling thunderous energy with precision and control. His lightning strikes grew more potent and devastating, his soul rings resonating with the power of a gathering storm.