"I'm afraid my life is over."
Chen Xin spoke.
The ancient banyan tree stood silently to the side, nodding in agreement.
Chen Xin's original injury was also completely healed by the power of the 100,000-year-old soul bone rewarded by the Golden List, and was even stronger than before.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to unleash such power.
Unfortunately, we still lost!
"Such terrifying fortune for someone who ranked fifteenth."
Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze back to the sky, his voice filled with a sense of awe.
"And what about the fourteenth place? What must it be like?"
"The person at the top of the list... the reward he received would probably drive even the true gods mad!"
Upon hearing this, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong were shocked.
yes.
They almost forgot that they were only in fifteenth place.
"Sect Master," Chen Xin said in a deep voice, "in your opinion, where... would that person be?"
In Ning Fengzhi's mind, the towering Chaos Blue Silver Emperor and those indifferent eyes that looked down on everything instantly appeared.
He said without hesitation, "Top three, or even... higher."
Chen Xin nodded in deep agreement.
"The feeling I get from him is that he has far surpassed the scope of Limit Douluo."
"Poseidon, Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu… I have seen the peak of Limit Douluo, but compared to that person, they are nothing more than fireflies and the bright moon."
"Perhaps he is already the strongest person below the gods?"
Gu Rong added from the side.
This is the limit of their vision.
After all, they had never witnessed a real god take action, in their understanding.
God is the pinnacle of power in this world.
However, in Chenxin's heart, there was an even bolder, even unorthodox, guess.
The strongest below the gods?
No.
The feeling he got from that young man wasn't one of power, but rather... vastness.
It is an absolute crushing on a life level.
Just as mortals can never comprehend the vastness of the starry sky when they look up at it.
He might be a god himself.
It is even... a being that surpasses gods.
Chen Xin vowed that he would never forget the feeling of having everything stripped away by a single glance from the other party, even his soul being seen through.
...
At the same time, the eyes of countless Soul Masters across the entire Douluo Continent were focused on the sky.
The reward for ranking fifteenth on the Great Dao Gold List completely ignited everyone's enthusiasm.
"Sword Douluo Chen Xin! Ascending to the heavens in one step! His severed arm regenerates, his soul power surges, and the Seven Kill Sword even evolves into a divine weapon!"
"This is terrifying! The Sword Douluo is probably now virtually invincible below the level of a god!"
"Indeed! Back then, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, was incredibly powerful, but if he were still alive, he would probably be three points inferior to the current Sword Douluo!"
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is truly about to rise to prominence!"
Discussions rose and fell, echoing in every corner of the mainland.
Countless swordsmen and soul masters revered Chen Xin as a god and regarded him as the goal they pursued throughout their lives.
...
Inside a secluded, quiet room within the Spirit Hall.
An elderly woman dressed in simple linen clothes was pruning flowers and plants. Listening to the faint noise coming from outside, a hint of envy and longing flashed in her cloudy eyes.
It was Sendo-ryu, the great priestess who was already considered to have fallen from grace.
"The Great Dao Golden List..."
He muttered to himself and put down the scissors in his hand.
"If my cultivation hadn't been completely destroyed, I would definitely have made it onto the list back then, given my strength."
"Perhaps... we can take this opportunity to reach new heights and glimpse the realm we've always dreamed of."
His voice was filled with resentment as he finished speaking.
He carefully took out a warm, smooth token from his bosom.
The token was neither gold nor jade; it was a chaotic color, with a lifelike blue silver grass pattern imprinted on it. The veins of each leaf were clearly visible, and it exuded a supreme life force.
This is a keepsake left to him by that young man.
A trace of the other party's soul power was attached to the token.
Since sacrificing himself for Qian Renxue, which resulted in the loss of all his cultivation, Qian Daoliu has been hiding here.
He lived like an ordinary gardener, tending to flowers and plants every day to pass the rest of his life.
Throughout the entire continent, apart from his granddaughter Qian Renxue, only that mysterious young man knew that he was still alive.
He thought that his life would end in mediocrity and regret.
But the appearance of the Golden List of Great Dao was like a match, rekindling the long-extinguished ambition in his heart.
He longs to regain his strength!
He longs to stand atop the continent once more!
Qian Daoliu stared intently at the token in his hand, recalling the unpredictable methods of that young man.
It was only through the other party's intervention that his remaining soul was preserved.
perhaps...
Perhaps he also has a way to restore himself to his original state?
Xue'er's husband.
Truly penetrating to the heavens and the earth.
...
Meanwhile, in the camp of Shrek Academy, part of the Heaven Dou Empire's army.
The atmosphere was somewhat somber.
Ning Rongrong was restless, pacing back and forth inside the tent.
She wore a light blue long dress that perfectly accentuated her tall and graceful figure.
A pair of long, straight, jade-like legs were faintly visible beneath her skirt, tracing unsettling paths as she paced anxiously.
"Rongrong, stop spinning, it's making my eyes blurry," Oscar said helplessly.
"How can I not be anxious!" Ning Rongrong stopped in her tracks, her delicate brows furrowed. "Grandpa Jian made the list and gained tremendous benefits, which is a good thing. But I always feel uneasy, as if something big is about to happen."
"Don't worry, Rongrong."
Dai Mubai comforted him, "Uncle Ning, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo are all in the sect. Now that Sword Douluo's strength has greatly increased, unless Qian Renxue personally takes action, who can do anything to them?"
"That's right,"
Zhu Zhuqing echoed softly, "As a pillar of the Martial Soul Empire, Qian Renxue must stay at Jialing Pass to stabilize the morale of the army. She cannot leave at this time."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Currently, the Shrek army, led by Ma Hongjun, is facing off against the Martial Soul Empire army at Jialing Pass.
Their only concern is that the Spirit Hall might resort to desperate measures, forcing Qian Renxue to take drastic action.
Only Tang San remained seated calmly in the main seat, his expression indifferent, as if he had everything under control.
He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and spoke.
"It's alright."
"I'm here."
yes.
With Third Brother around, they have nothing to fear, no matter what happens.
Just as everyone was having different thoughts, the winds and clouds rose again in the sky!
The enormous golden list shone brightly, and the two characters "Chen Xin," which were originally ranked fifteenth, slowly moved upwards and finally settled.
His original position began to be replaced by new golden divine runes.
The entire continent fell silent once again at this moment.
Everyone held their breath and looked up at the sky.
The Great Golden List!
Fourteenth place!
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