Chapter 142 Douluo Selection Spot Taken Away!
"Let's retreat."
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, his voice hoarse:
"While those men in black are scared off, let's find a place to hide."
"First...survive!"
"Big brother is right!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo gazed at the sky, his eyes filled with anticipation:
"Xiaoxue and Elder Gui are in the prehistoric world, and they have obtained such a great opportunity. As long as we can wait for them to return, we will definitely be able to overcome this calamity!"
"That's right."
Azure Phoenix Douluo also spoke up to remind him:
"We still have the Celestial Ship! Have you forgotten? Weren't those gods driven back by the Celestial Ship?"
Following his gaze, everyone looked at the blurry black dot on the horizon.
yes!
The three offerings are correct!
No matter how powerful those otherworldly demons are, can they possibly withstand the magic weapons of the celestial immortals?
What's more, they also possess divine artifacts!
only...
Why haven't they made a move yet?
Some people have raised questions.
"That's right, the Douluo Continent is already devastated, and we're just going to stand by and watch, holding such a powerful artifact?"
What a waste of such a wonderful treasure!
As hope rises, doubt and anger also spread.
"alright."
Qian Daoliu suppressed everyone's emotions:
"That's beyond our control right now. Let's focus on saving our own lives first."
He took one last look at Wuhun City.
That was the place they had guarded for most of their lives.
It's half a home.
Now, it's time to give up.
As they stepped outside the city, everyone stopped and looked back.
That crazed, murderous figure still lingers among the ruins.
Regardless of her past, she became like this to save the Spirit Hall.
They will remember this kindness.
But now...
They were powerless to help.
They could only silently leave the city they had guarded for most of their lives.
Inside the city, cries and screams rose up as people scattered and fled towards an unknown future.
Only Bibi Dong lingered on the ruins of the Spirit Hall.
It is wantonly destroying everything.
To fulfill her long-held, unfulfilled wish—
He personally destroyed the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong has gone mad.
To be precise, she went insane many years ago.
But hatred, ambition, and obsession with Yu Xiaogang suppressed the madness in his heart.
Once Yu Xiaogang died, that string loosened.
The Soul Clan descended, bringing with them the power to destroy the world.
What made her suddenly realize—
Everything I've pursued in my life has been so illusory and unreal.
Power? It's meaningless now.
Ambition? It's meaningless now.
Even hatred suddenly became...not so important.
The last chain that held her madness broke.
The backlash from forcibly activating the Netherworld Coffin was a bloodthirsty, murderous will.
It completely dragged her into the abyss.
Never again, there will be no coming back.
...
Inside the cloud boat.
The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water.
Shui Zhantian, Shui Yue'er, and several leaders of the far northern soul beast clan were sitting in the reception room.
Opposite them sat an elderly man with disheveled white hair, and several middle-aged men with deep, composed expressions.
"This Fire Spirit Fruit, oh, the taste is absolutely amazing."
An ancient man held a bright red fruit, biting into it and squirting juice everywhere:
"At first, it felt like a raging fire burning my heart, but afterwards it felt like a sweet spring flowing into my soul. No matter how much I ate, I still wanted more. It truly is food that immortals of the primordial era ate!"
"Hey, are you satisfied now?"
Another man waved his hand:
"What we're eating is nothing more than the snacks of the lowest servants in Heaven. If we could eat one of those celestial apricots or peaches of immortality... it would be worth dying for!"
"Yeah yeah."
The people around him chimed in, and the topic shifted:
"But those Soul Clan guys are disgusting, they've made the whole world smell of blood. It's made drinking tasteless."
"Heh, that's all they're capable of."
A middle-aged man sneered:
"They're arrogant to outsiders, but when they see our ancient clan, they have to obediently bow their heads."
A group of people ate and drank, occasionally discussing the delicacies they had obtained from the primordial world, as well as their experiences in cultivation.
He appears polite, but his demeanor reveals an underlying arrogance.
It was a group of ancient people led by Gu Nanhai.
Ever since the Soul Clan invaded the Douluo World, they have been running to the Cloud Boat every few days under the guise of "protecting Shui Yue'er and the others from harm."
Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone.
Isn't it all for the divine weapons and even this immortal ship in their hands?
"This Soul Clan is really going too far."
Gu Nanhai spoke slowly, letting his subordinates ridicule the Soul Clan and exert pressure on Shui Zhantian and his group both openly and covertly.
He glanced at Shui Zhantian opposite him and said slowly:
"Chief of the Water Clan, Miss Shui Yue'er. The conditions of my ancient clan remain the same."
"Ten divine artifacts, in exchange for my intervention once."
"If you are willing to exchange this immortal ship—the Douluo World—you will be under the eternal protection of my ancient clan from this day forward."
He paused, then added:
"Of course, if you are willing to join my ancient clan, we will invite you to serve as elders."
The conditions were undeniably generous.
But this fairy boat was Shui Bing'er's greatest asset to them.
How could we possibly give it away so easily?
Who knows if they'll turn their backs on us once they get the Immortal Ship?
As for joining the ancient clans, that's even more impossible.
Putting aside their status as direct descendants of the Heavenly Emperor.
What will we say when Shui Bing'er returns and sees that they have changed their allegiance?
"Thank you for your kind offer, Elder Gu."
Shui Zhantian politely declined with clasped hands.
"This matter is of great importance, please allow us to discuss it further."
After being rejected time and again, Gu Nanhai frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
Just as he was about to open his mouth and apply pressure—
Sudden.
A cold, mechanical voice resounded simultaneously in everyone's minds:
[It has been detected that more than half of the Douluo World's fortune has been lost; the number of selected participants has been reduced from 10 to 5.]
The number of participants selected from the Doupo World series has increased from 10 to 15.
[Five specific selection slots for the Soul Clan will be awarded, which can be used at any time!]
boom--
It all exploded in everyone's minds at the same time!
A spot to be selected in the prehistoric world!
Today, who doesn't know what that means?
Although there is a certain risk of death, it is a chance to defy fate!
Look at Shui Bing'er, look at Xue Di, look at Tang San—
Which one didn't take advantage of the opportunities presented by the primordial chaos to soar to great heights?
Along with them, all the powerful figures behind them also rose to prominence!
But now...
When it rains, it pours!
It's bad enough that the Douluo World was invaded and slaughtered, but even this last hope of turning things around is being taken away?!
Outside the city, Qian Daoliu and the others, who had just escaped, all looked towards the cloud boat on the horizon.
The worshippers behind him were all deathly pale.
If even the last stronghold cannot be defended...
Does this mean that the Douluo World has completely lost all its spots?
Will the sky disappear?
Will Xiaoxue be able to come back?
"Attack! Slaughter these demons!"
"What are the people on the immortal ship thinking?!"
Liu Erlong, who had just woken up,
Before they could even catch their breath, they heard the devastating news that the academy had fallen and was being slaughtered by the Soul Clan.
Hearing that even Tianmu's quota was about to be taken away, Liu Erlong could no longer hold back. His eyes turned red, and he roared angrily.
Flander, Titan, and the others also had livid faces, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
The entire Douluo Continent was plunged into despair.
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