Chapter 711 - A Different World

Tang Wulin turned to face White Seven and held out his right hand when Black One appeared behind them. His partner hesitated a moment before taking his hand in hers, but her hand tightened around his the moment their feet left the ground. She is easily frightened for an agent, he thought.

An instant later they were inside the hole in the sky. Tang Wulin opened his eyes wide, but found he couldn’t see a thing. For a moment he thought he was blind. He couldn't breathe. He felt as if his brain was being scrambled. His head hurt so much he thought it was going to explode. He held White Seven’s hand tightly. She must be more scared than I am.

Suddenly the darkness was gone, and so was the indescribable pain in his head. That was the good part. The bad part was they were about 50 feet high above the ground and they were falling.

Tang Wulin tried to summon the Bluesilver Emperor, but nothing appeared. Black One had warned them that this would happen, so he didn’t panic, but the same thing couldn’t be said for White Seven, whose arms and legs were flailing wildly in the air. “Calm down!” he shouted. When she didn’t listen, he pulled her up and held her bridal style in his arms. He looked down as the ground rushed up to meet them.

Then came a loud thud. The landing sent a shockwave through Tang Wulin’s legs, but he bent his knees, absorbing the impact.

White Seven didn’t remember throwing her arms around her partner, but when she opened her eyes again, she was in his arms, her breasts pressing to his chest. She blushed fiercely beneath her mask and hurriedly disentangled herself from him.

Then they looked around casually, trying to ease the awkwardness.

“Where are we?” Tang Wulin asked. He looked up, half expecting to see a black hole, but the sky was intact and blue, bluer than any sky he had ever seen. “This is… the Dragon Valley?”

“Yes,” White Seven said, nodding. “We’re in a different world now.”

“A different world?” Tang Wulin echoed, eyes wide in disbelief.

“There are many portals around our country, and each one opens to a different small world,” she explained. “Most of the small worlds are very unstable. In time they may crumble and fall apart, destroying everything inside it. But don’t worry, this one is stable enough. Looks like someone didn’t pay attention in science class.” She chuckled.

For a moment Tang Wulin forgot he had a mask on and feigned an embarrassed smile. Your science class is different from mine, Tang Wulin thought, amazed. The Star Luo Continent is so interesting!

“We can’t use any soul skills here,” Tang Wulin said.

“Tell me something I don’t know.”

You don’t know I’m from the Douluo Continent, Tang Wulin thought, and you don’t know I can use Golden Dragon King’s power here. But he couldn’t tell her, not when he had become the most hated man in her country. He was so notorious in the Star Luo Empire that he had to wear a mask everywhere he went. Hopefully I don’t have to use Golden Dragon King’s power, which will surely give away who I am. If they can survive here without using soul skills, so can I.

A flash of light, and two spirit refined heavy silver hammers appeared in his hands. Good! I can still use my soul storage rings.

“You’re a blacksmith?” White Seven asked, surprised.

“Yes. I take them with me wherever I go. I wish I had my mecha here with me though.”

“Your mecha is nothing more than a heap of junk in here. Mechas run on soul power, but soul power is suppressed in this world, even the soul power in soul batteries.”

“Why?” Tang Wulin asked, curious.

“How would I know? Nobody knows why. Maybe soul masters with higher cultivation levels could use soul skills here, but it seems this world doesn’t welcome them; they would be ejected out immediately, even if they somehow managed to enter. Come on, we shouldn’t be wasting time here. This place is a gold mine for soul masters.”

Tang Wulin nodded and walked in front, holding his heavy silver hammers. White Seven followed close at his heels, with a dagger in each hand.

After walking for a while, Tang Wulin found that they had been transported into a large piece of wild land. There were hills, woods, undergrowth, and grass, but he hadn’t seen a single animal so far. A light mist was hovering over the ground. He didn’t know why, but he sensed sadness in the air.

The force of gravity here was about two times greater than that on the planet Douluo, so before long White Seven was panting.

Tang Wulin turned to face the girl. “Maybe we should rest for a while.”

White Seven nodded.