Chapter 37 The Ice Empress and Snow Empress are captivated; this man is too handsome!
Above the sky, the scene gradually returned to calm.
Hydrology and Ocean Science
Although that earth-shattering battle has ended, the devastating scene remains unforgettable for every living being on the Douluo Continent.
The Immortal King!
And there was more than one!
When they saw several terrifying figures emerge one after another from the dark void behind An Lan, even those on the Douluo Continent felt a chill run down their spines.
Each of those beings exuded an aura even more ancient and decayed than An Lan before, as if they were living fossils that had crawled out of the dust of history.
However, what made them even more uneasy was the fact that Jiang Chen, the lord of the Primordial Immortal Court, had never shown his face before!
A single giant hand, spanning endless time and space and reaching out from billions of miles away, actually blocked the combined attack of the two immortal kings, An Lan and Yu Tuo, and even held its own, retreating calmly.
"What incredible power this is..."
"He can fight two opponents at once, and even treat them as nothing."
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Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.
While everyone was still processing the earth-shattering battle, one figure quietly slipped away from the crowd and, under the cover of night, disappeared alone into the dense forest behind the academy.
It was Tang San.
At this moment, Tang San's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
He found a flat, large blue stone to sit on, and by the faint moonlight, he took out the book he treasured and studied day and night, "The Mysterious Heavenly Record," from his bosom.
In the past, whenever he touched this book, he was always filled with endless pride.
This is the ultimate skill of the Tang Sect, the foundation upon which he survives in this other world, and his greatest asset in surpassing his peers.
But looking at the thin booklet in his hand, Tang San's eyes revealed a hint of disgust for the first time.
"Mysterious Heaven Skill, Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons..."
"Heh, what's so special about that?"
Tang San chuckled self-deprecatingly, but the image of Ye Qingyu with her white hair dancing wildly and tearing apart a True Immortal with a single hand involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"In front of that mortal body of Ye Qingyu, my so-called ultimate skills are simply like children playing house!"
"The Jade Hand? Even at its peak, it's only as hard as iron, but that person has a divine body capable of withstanding celestial weapons!"
"Purple Demon Eyes? Able to see through illusions? They're nothing compared to someone who can shatter the heavens with a single glance!"
"Ghostly apparitions? How can they compare to that incredible speed, like a Kun or a Peng bird..."
The thought of all this made Tang San feel incredibly distressed.
This huge disparity, in particular, made him incredibly envious.
"And that Yu Xiaogang..."
Tang San suddenly turned his head and looked through the gaps in the trees at the figure still slumped on the ground on the playground, muttering incessantly about impossibilities and unscientific phenomena.
The next second, he shook his head with a hint of sarcasm:
"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang..."
"Your so-called ten core competencies of a martial spirit are utterly worthless in the face of that higher-dimensional world!"
"If I follow you, you frog in a well, I'll never see the real sky in my entire life!"
Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turning ruthless.
"A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and a wise minister chooses a good lord to serve."
"Since Douluo Continent has no future, why should I stay with this useless teacher?"
"I want to go to that world and join the Primordial Celestial Court!"
"Even being a nominal disciple is better than being a so-called Title Douluo here!"
"However, some preparations are needed before that."
Once this thought was made up, Tang San no longer hesitated.
He quickly took out all his accumulated possessions from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night at his waist.
Various rare metal ores, unrefined poisonous herbs and venom, and the unfinished hidden weapons he had been working day and night to create.
"If I am also chosen by the Sky Curtain, these things will be my greatest asset."
As Tang San tidied up, he secretly calculated in his mind:
"Although the cultivation system of that world is powerful, it doesn't seem to have such ingenious mechanical hidden weapons."
"If I could offer the blueprints for the Buddha's Wrath Lotus and the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles to that immortal lord..."
"Perhaps I too can gain the favor of the Immortal Lord, reshape my physical body, and embark on the true path of cultivation!"
After finishing all this, Tang San tightened the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight and took one last deep look in the direction of Shrek Academy.
His friends and his teachers were there.
But in the face of immortality and absolute power, all these constraints were nothing but burdens to him.
"Xiao Gang, don't blame me for being heartless."
"You're too weak to teach me the true invincible technique."
"If I ever return as an immortal, perhaps I will burn some paper money for you to thank you for your kindness in recognizing my talent back then."
Under the moonlight, Tang San was already prepared to abandon everything at any moment.
He was just waiting for that golden light to descend upon his head!
...
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Compared to Tang San's resolute decision, the Spirit Hall, as the overlord of the continent, demonstrated a highly efficient response.
The huge council hall was brightly lit, as bright as day.
Pope Bibidon sat high on her jeweled throne, her scepter gripped tightly in her hand, her face solemn.
"Pass down the order!"
"Activate the Spirit Hall's highest level of combat readiness immediately!"
"Ghostly Moon Pass!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
At Bibi Dong's command, two figures instantly appeared in the center of the hall, kneeling on one knee with expressions of fear.
Even as titled Douluo, their Dao hearts nearly shattered after watching the live broadcast in the sky.
Even the God King was captured, so what are these Title Douluos compared to him?
Bibi Dong stood up, her long purple robe trailing on the ground, each step seeming to tread upon the heartbeats of everyone present.
"Bring out all the resources that the Spirit Hall has accumulated over the past thousand years!"
"Whether it's a top-grade soul bone that's over ten thousand years old, a legendary ancient soul tool, or an unknown treasure dug out from ruins..."
"Bring it all out!"
Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan couldn't help but tremble as he asked:
"Your Holiness the Pope is going to..."
"Prepare for war!"
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, a hint of madness flashing within them, and said:
"Since that celestial canopy is randomly selected, then my Spirit Hall has the most Spirit Masters on the entire continent, so the probability of being selected is naturally the greatest!"
"So our most important consideration right now is how to ensure that our people can survive in that world after they are chosen."
As she spoke, Bibi Dong walked to the center of the hall, looked at the enormous angel statue, and couldn't help but sneer:
"Nana has been chosen, this gives us an advantage."
"But that's not enough!"
"I will ensure that every member of the Spirit Hall who is likely to be selected carries something that can increase their chances of survival!"
"As long as I can bring back a cultivation technique from that world, even if it's just an introductory 'Body Tempering Manual'..."
"Everything we've done has been worth it!"
At this point, Bibi Dong suddenly turned around, her gaze fixed on all the cardinals and elders present: "For the Spirit Hall!"
These words immediately caused an uproar throughout the hall.
yes!
That world was too powerful, so powerful that it instilled despair.
But precisely because of its power, even a tiny drop of soup that flows out there is an unparalleled divine medicine for the Douluo Continent!
As long as they can survive there for a year, even if it means becoming a beggar or bringing back a bowl of that spirit crystal rice, it will all be worth it!
"I will obey the Pope's decree!"
...
The Heavenly Dou Empire, nestled deep in the mountains and cliffs.
Iron chains span the river atop a sheer cliff.
Tang Xiao, the sect leader of Haotian Sect, stood with five elders in front of the sect's huge stone tablet, letting the biting cold wind ruffle their hair and beards.
Before them stood a group of sect disciples, sweating profusely and wildly wielding the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Didn't you eat? Put some effort into it!"
"The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique isn't for blacksmithing! It's for killing!"
An elder roared and lashed his whip mercilessly at a disciple who was a little slower.
In the past, although the Haotian Sect was strict, it would never have been this cruel.
But today, things changed as the live stream footage showed.
"metropolitan..."
The Second Elder looked at the disciples who practiced until they vomited blood but dared not stop, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes as he said:
"Is this... really going to work?"
"You saw Tang Hao too, he can't even beat a chicken..."
Upon hearing the name Tang Hao, a hint of shame and indignation flashed across Tang Xiao's usually resolute face.
Tang Hao, the former pride of the Clear Sky Sect, was the youngest Title Douluo on the entire continent.
But on the live stream, it became a joke, as it was knocked away by a local chicken from the village.
This scene not only slapped Tang Hao in the face, but also the Clear Sky Sect.
"That's precisely why we need to train even more!"
After saying that, Tang Xiao took a deep breath and suddenly waved his hand, saying:
"Pass on my order!"
"The Haotian Sect is fully reopened effective immediately!"
"All direct disciples, apart from necessary meals and sleep, should devote all their remaining time to cultivation!"
"Once someone is chosen by the Heavenly Curtain, they must survive in that world no matter what!"
"Even if I die, I will die on the road to finding opportunities!"
"yes!!!"
In an instant, hundreds of disciples from the Haotian Sect roared in unison, their voices echoing through the valley.
...
The far north, a desolate wasteland of ice and snow.
Hydrology and Ocean Science
The wind and snow here seemed to be more intense than usual, but amidst the swirling snow, two stunningly beautiful figures sat on a crystal-clear iceberg, their tiny, white feet dangling as they looked up at the sky.
"Wow..."
Hyotei's emerald green eyes were now sparkling with admiration; her usual aloof and mature demeanor had vanished, and she was now a complete fangirl.
"Sister Xue, did you see that?"
"Although that immortal lord didn't show his face, the shape of his hand and the lines of his fingers were simply perfect!"
"And that slap bent all those immortal kings and golden spears!"
"So handsome, so incredibly handsome!"
"If only I could be held in the hands of such a strong man..."
As she spoke, Hyotei inexplicably blushed, cupping her burning cheeks in her hands, looking like a young girl in the throes of first love.
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