The Star Luo Empire had already become a living hell. Apart from the border areas that had not been strongly radiated by the array and some soul masters with powerful blood qi, hardly anyone remained alive.
Even those soul masters with strong blood qi—Soul Emperors and even Soul Saints—felt their bodies hollowed out.
Their faces were pale, and their soul power could barely sustain itself.
Thanks to Ning Rongrong's intervention, the Blood River God-Slaying Great Array had completely collapsed, but the terrifying scene it left behind was not so easily dispelled.
In a small city on the border of the Star Luo Empire.
"Teacher Flender, what exactly happened to the Star Luo Empire?" A young man who did not look particularly rugged but had a scruffy beard asked weakly toward the middle-aged man beside him. This person was none other than Oscar.
"I don't know either!" Flender and the others had timely used their soul skills to resist the erosion of the blood-red aura from the sky. Combined with the martial soul fusion skill of the Golden Iron Triangle, they had barely held on against the drain.
Apart from Qin Ming and one or two teachers who reacted slowly, the rest had managed to survive.
Looking at the "remnants" on their side, Flender's voice could not help but carry a trace of vicissitude:
"Zhu Zhuqing told us to leave the Star Luo Empire and go to the Heaven Dou Empire. She must have foreseen something!"
The few from Shrek back then were now scattered and broken.
In truth, after Zhu Zhuqing ascended to the throne, they had vaguely guessed that Dai Mubai's death was likely related to her. But with things having come to this point, saying it out loud served no purpose.
Because of these events, they had gradually drifted apart.
Tang San said nothing—Tang San had his own thoughts.
Flender only wanted to find a place to retire and settle down quietly in a small city.
Not long ago, Zhu Zhuqing had sent someone to inform them that the Star Luo Empire might fall. They were to leave as much as possible—whether to the Heaven Dou Empire or elsewhere, just not to stay in the Star Luo Empire.
But they had not gone far. Before reaching the former Barak Kingdom, while still in the Star Luo Empire's border territory that had not yet been occupied by the Heaven Dou Empire, they encountered the blood qi spreading everywhere. In an instant, several Soul Emperor teachers on their side had perished.
"Sigh... troubled times."
"I wonder how Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San are doing now?" With the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School and Spirit Hall allied in attacking the Star Luo Empire, honestly no one believed the Star Luo Empire still had any chance of winning. They were too strong. Moreover, both Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School had unclear ties with the Star Dou Great Forest.
The Star Dou Great Forest had existences like the Beast God Di Tian—they had seen it with their own eyes.
"Flender, rest assured! My disciple Tang San and the others will definitely be fine."
"She still has Bo Saixi following her."
The speaker was a short-haired, unkempt young man. He had just overexerted himself using the martial soul fusion skill and was now leaning against the wall, gasping for breath. But the moment someone mentioned Tang San, light immediately returned to his eyes.
"It's difficult... Senior Tang Chen was killed by people from Spirit Hall." Flender sighed.
"No, Tang San is not a 'previous wave' like Tang Chen. His strength probably surpasses the once-invincible-on-the-continent Tang Chen. According to the last message, Little San said he already had the power to confront the 990,000-year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. Now he must be even stronger."
The moment Tang San was mentioned, Yu Xiaogang could no longer sit still and jumped up.
It had probably been several months—or even half a year—since the joint coup between the Star Luo Empire and Xue Beng. But half a year was more than enough time for Tang San.
"Flender, you don't understand the terror of twin martial souls. They cannot be compared to a single martial soul. Spirit Hall is only temporarily in the lead. A momentary gain or loss means nothing—the final victory will surely belong to Little San."
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang showed some unwillingness. "That madwoman Bibi Dong—if not for twin martial souls, how could she have reached Limit Douluo so quickly? Without my guidance back then, her martial soul would have exploded long ago..."
"You really dare to say that, Master Yu."
Before the master could finish, a streak of purple light descended.
In an instant, the purple light dispersed.
Revealing a woman in a long skirt, dressed in luxurious attire, holding the Rakshasa's Scythe.
The moment the woman appeared, everyone felt an almost irresistible urge to kneel and worship.
"Bi... Bibi Dong!"
"Correct. The remaining personnel of the Star Luo Empire have been evacuated. I deliberately left your group for last."
"Evacuated? What have you done?" Flender looked surprised. Before he could finish speaking, fiery red light surged upward.
"Die!"
A long, resounding dragon roar shook the ears. Liu Erlong, who had been standing beside Yu Xiaogang with her graceful figure, charged forward. Seven soul rings appeared: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
"Meaningless rage."
Bibi Dong's brows shifted slightly. A terrifying pressure was released.
Liu Erlong, who had activated her martial soul true body, was directly crushed down. Her body slammed heavily into the ground.
"Erlong!"
Flender shouted and rushed forward to save her.
But before he could reach her—after only a few steps—he found that the power in his body could no longer be used at all.
"You..."
"How interesting."
"The person you like loves Yu Xiaogang, yet you are the third party. Hehe!"
"Speaking of which, what exactly is so great about this Master Yu?" Bibi Dong's voice was calm, yet carried a hint of interest. "Hypocritical, cowardly, a fame-stealing fraud, full of empty boasts."
"Oh right, I almost forgot—you just said my twin martial souls only reached this level because of you?" Bibi Dong sneered. "Do you have too high an opinion of your own level? What the hell do you understand about twin martial souls? Or is it that some ignorant saintess from Spirit Hall praised you too highly back then, making you forget that you're a useless trash?"
"Bibi Dong, you..." Yu Xiaogang was choked with anger. Liu Erlong also jumped in to argue, craning her neck:
"Don't you dare speak about Little Gang like that!"
"Hehe, how touching—such mutual affection!" Bibi Dong shook her head. "You can't even protect the woman you love. You don't even have the courage to make a move."
"I really wonder if I was possessed back then to think you were decent." Bibi Dong's gloomy gaze swept over everyone present. The corner of her mouth curled into a villainous smile. "The past is irrelevant. The reason I'm here today is to eliminate the roots."
"Bibi Dong, if you dare touch me, Little San will absolutely never let your Spirit Hall off!" Though Yu Xiaogang was frightened, the moment he thought of Tang San, his spirit surged again.
"Pfft!" Bibi Dong laughed mockingly. "Tang San? He's dead."
"Impossible! My Little San is invincible under the heavens. Even the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King is no match for him. Who would dare kill him? Who could possibly kill him?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes bulged wide, his body trembling violently.
Tang San—that was his darling!
The hope for his comeback—how could it just disappear like this?
Even Bo Saixi had said she might not be a match for Tang San. Back then, Little San had entered and exited the Heaven Dou Empire palace seven times and still retreated safely.
Impossible—absolutely impossible!
Yes, it must be Bibi Dong trying to trick him. It had to be...
This despicable, shameless, shameless woman was definitely trying to deceive the handsome and dashing Master Yu.
"Invincible under the heavens? Even I wouldn't dare say such words now. Just Tang San?"
One by one, soul rings appeared around Bibi Dong.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, blue-gold.
Having fused the Rakshasa God position and the final gift of power that the Rakshasa God had left for Zhu Zhuqing before departing, the color of Bibi Dong's soul rings had changed once again.
"All red soul rings..." Oscar could hardly believe it. No—wait, he suddenly noticed the number of soul rings was wrong. "Ten soul rings—level 100 god!"
Oscar, who was only at the Soul Emperor level, stared in disbelief at the soul ring colors around Bibi Dong.
His entire body trembled.
A god—the Pope before him had become a god.
"A god... to think it would be a mortal deity. Why... why is the Divine Realm so unfair!"
"When will the vengeance of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan ever be avenged? Why!" A seemingly unremarkable young man who could conceal his presence finally could not hold back. His legs buckled, and he knelt to the ground, his expression collapsing.
If Spirit Hall were only human, he could still endure—one generation failing, then two; two failing, then three. As long as there were people, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could surely revive. But now...
A god—the last time one appeared was twenty thousand years ago, when the Sea God achieved divinity.
Twenty thousand years—his ancestor Yu Tianxin's bones had long since turned to dust.
"Oh, found him. Indeed, he was with you." Bibi Dong snapped her fingers.
"Bang!"
Yu Tianxin instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
Blood splattered across everyone.
(End of chapter)