Chapter 42 Dai Mubai's Tragic Death! Na Vilet Confronts the Lightning Tribulation! The Grand Ceremony of Eternal Flow!
"..."
Upon hearing the name "Xiao Wu," the red light in Tang San's eyes finally began to fade.
He looked deeply at Shui Yue'er, then at Dai Mubai's corpse.
His eyes were as cold and sinister as a venomous snake.
"withdraw!"
Tang San practically ground his back teeth to shatter before he managed to squeeze out that word.
As the Heavenly Dou army retreated like a tide.
In the sky, the enormous golden list trembled once more.
The resounding voice echoed throughout the entire continent.
[Ranked 19th on the Strength Ranking—Chen Xin!]
[Level: 97!]
The images flow.
An elderly man dressed in white, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, appeared in the sky.
It was none other than Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
Then, the heartbreaking scene appeared on the screen.
Operation Soul Hunt.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School suffered a devastating blow.
Chen Xin, alone with his sword, fought against four Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall.
He did everything in his power to protect the sect and to cover Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong's retreat.
Finally, his right arm was severed.
Blood stained his white robes, but he still stood proudly, like an unbreakable sword.
The scene switches back to reality.
At the top of Jialing Pass, Ning Rongrong watched Chen Xin sheathing his sword, and seeing his empty sleeve, tears were already streaming down her face.
"Grandpa Sword..."
However, the curtain of light did not end there.
That's all in the past.
An even more breathtaking scene slowly unfolds.
The scene became dark and oppressive, as if the end of the world had arrived.
That is the future Jialing Pass.
Bibi Dong has become a god, and the power of the Rakshasa God is overwhelming.
Tang San's life hangs by a thread.
Just at this moment of despair, two figures soared into the sky.
It is Chenxin and Gurong.
"Let's go for the bones!"
"Old Swordsman, don't try to take it from me this time!"
The two exchanged a smile, a tacit understanding that transcended life and death.
The next moment, the Seven Kill Sword merged with the Bone Dragon Martial Soul.
They, with their mortal bodies, launched an attack on the high and mighty gods.
Even knowing it's like a moth drawn to a flame.
Even knowing that death was inevitable.
At that moment, their silhouettes were more majestic than those of gods.
boom--!
A god-level attack descended.
The Seven Killing Sword was broken, and the Bone Dragon was shattered.
The two titled Douluo were reduced to countless bones and blood, leaving no trace of their remains.
All for the sake of giving Tang San a sliver of hope.
The scene freezes on a rain of blood falling from the sky, filled with endless sorrow and grandeur.
"No!!!"
Ning Rongrong let out a heart-wrenching scream, collapsed to the ground, and almost fainted from crying.
She knew perfectly well that it was a future that hadn't yet happened.
But the sense of reality, the pain of losing a loved one, made it impossible for her to breathe.
Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone ultimately died saving others.
They died such a gruesome death that not even a trace remained.
...
Tianshui City, City Lord's Mansion.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat subtle.
As Di Tian gazed at the scene in the sky, a flicker of emotion flashed in his golden eyes.
He put down his teacup and sighed softly.
"This man is indeed loyal and righteous."
"It's just a pity that I followed the wrong person and believed in the wrong fate."
Di Tian's voice carried a hint of mockery, but also a touch of regret.
"Everyone else could have lived, but these two most loyal old guys had to die."
"The human world is indeed full of scheming."
"Beneath the so-called halo of gods lie the bones of these loyal and righteous men."
Navelette, seated in the main seat, glanced slightly to the side.
He hadn't expected that this beast god would have such a clear perspective.
This is a plot-driven kill.
To highlight the protagonist's misery and to provoke the protagonist's outburst, the lives of the supporting characters cease to be lives.
"This is also the price of 'justice'."
Navelette said calmly, her tone as still as water.
Just then.
Brigitte, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly unleashed an astonishing aura.
She opened her eyes, her emerald green pupils filled with panic.
"not good!"
"The breakthrough was too rapid, triggering a heavenly tribulation!"
Before he could finish speaking...
The once clear sky above the city lord's mansion was instantly covered with dark clouds.
Thick, turbulent clouds rolled and thunder roared within them, while purple lightning bolts danced wildly.
That was a destructive lightning tribulation aimed at ferocious beasts.
Brigitte's face turned deathly pale.
Although her cultivation level had increased dramatically, she was not prepared at all for the tribulation.
This lightning tribulation is too fierce. If it were to strike within Tianshui City, it would probably destroy half of the city lord's mansion.
"Lord of the City, please let me out. I can't let this implicate you..."
Brigitte was so anxious that she was about to rush out.
However.
A long, strong hand gently rested on her shoulder.
Navelette stood up and adjusted her bow tie with her other hand.
His expression was as calm as if he had only noticed a light rain falling outside the window.
"Guests are always welcome."
"In this Tianshui City, no heavenly lightning is allowed to fall without my permission."
Navelette walked slowly to the entrance of the hall and looked up at the sky full of calamity clouds.
Next to her, Funina was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed, holding a small cake in her hand.
Seeing this, her heterochromatic eyes sparkled, her long, beautiful legs swayed in the air, and her fair skin shone brightly under the lights.
"Oh dear, Violet is going to show off again."
"Is this the majesty of the Grand Inquisitor?"
"What a fun entertainment."
She joked, but her eyes were full of pride.
Navilette ignored her antics and simply raised the scepter in her hand.
"The Grand Ceremony of Eternal Flow".
boom--!
As his deep voice faded.
The water element in the entire Tianshui City instantly boiled.
Nine enormous phantom water dragons roared out from the void.
They are not ordinary condensations of soul power, but rather the embodiment of the pure laws of water.
Each water dragon exudes an ancient and noble aura, as if it came from the ancient ruler of the deep sea.
Nine dragons coiled and soared into the sky.
Finally, they converged in mid-air to form a huge, azure-blue water dragon sword.
That sword stood across the sky and the earth.
They withstood the raging thunderbolt that was about to strike.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!
The terrifying lightning struck the water sword, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to even stir up a ripple.
Water overcomes fire, but in Navelette's hands, water can also suppress thunder.
That was the suppression of absolute power.
Brigitte stared blankly at that figure from behind.
Looking at the man who held a staff in one hand and used only his extraordinary abilities to keep the world-destroying lightning tribulation at bay.
Her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
That power, that composure, and that sense of security that shelters everything.
For soul beasts that admire strength, it is the most deadly poison.
Brigitte held her hands to her chest, her eyes overflowing with adoration.
In a corner to the side.
Hyotei, who had been observing silently, pouted helplessly when they saw Brigitte's expression.
She tugged at Xue Di's sleeve and whispered:
"It's over, Sister Xue Di."
"Another fangirl has been born."
"Didn't we make that silly face back then?"
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