Return to Spirit City!

Di Tian did not turn around; his majestic figure now appeared somewhat forlorn.

He slowly sank into the depths of the lake without uttering a word. At that moment, no one knew what Di Tian was thinking, but it was safe to assume that he wasn't in a very good mood.

Circumstances dictate actions; faced with the current Spirit Hall, not only Tang Chen but also Di Tian must yield.

The only god-level combatant, the Silver Dragon King, dared not reveal her existence. If she dared to stand up for her subordinates, the God King of Destruction, far away in the Divine Realm, would probably immediately descend to the mortal realm to take her dragon head. And relying on Di Tian alone, he was no match for the Spirit Hall group.

Besides admitting defeat and silently leaving the stage, what else can this Beast God do?

Ultimately, it was the seeds of his own making that caused this trouble. Now that Su He has returned powerfully seeking revenge, it's simply a matter of repaying kindness with kindness.

Even in their desolation, they are not worthy of sympathy. After all, the victor is king and the loser is villain; this is the natural order of the Douluo Continent.

The other Ferocious Beast, seeing their leader go to the bottom of the lake first, did not linger any longer.

Zi JI and Scarlet King transformed into two streaks of light, one purple and one red, and quickly caught up with the back of Di Tian. The Demon Spirit that had previously tried to ambush Ning Fengzhi dared not withstand the gaze of several powerful humans and fled far away immediately.

Emerald Swan, Bi Ji, gazed in the direction where Di Tian had left, her brows furrowed with barely suppressed heartache.

She had no idea how much pressure her lover, the Beast God of the Soul Beast Clan, had endured.

She wanted to help her husband, but she was powerless to do so.

Bi Ji looked up at the sky, and the vibrant energy emanated from her once more, spreading outwards and repairing the plants and trees that had been ravaged by the great battle.

This is the Emerald Swan, Soul Beast born with a compassionate and kind nature.

Seeing this scene, the powerful figures of the Spirit Hall were all deeply moved.

"Human powerhouses, I hope we never meet again."

The healing light slowly faded, and Bi Ji gave Su He a deep look before speaking slowly. Then she leaped into the Lake of Life.

The clear, mirror-like surface of the lake rippled Sisi, then quickly disappeared. It was as if no living creature had ever been there; the lake was calm, clear, and breathtakingly beautiful.

"Let's go, the business is done, it's time to head home."

The Great Enshrined gazed at the surface of the Lake of Life for Jiujiu before finally looking away.

The group nodded and boarded the flying boat, heading towards Spirit City. Tang Chen was the only one who did not return with the others.

He made a promise with Qian Daoliu that they would meet again in five years for a final battle, and then they would go to see what the vast Douluo World had become. He would go to Sea God Island to see his lover, and also to see his great-grandson by blood, and to settle some past mistakes.

However, he failed to notice that at the moment the two made the agreement, a fleeting sadness crossed Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Five years...

How long is five years? For Limit Douluo who have a lifespan of over five hundred years, five years seems to pass in the blink of an eye.

But Qian Daoliu knew that he was likely to break his promise.

The three peerless Spirit Master world of the previous life were invincible in the world, but their fate was extremely regrettable.

As Great Priest of the gods, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi will ultimately dedicate everything to the path to Becoming a God for their successors.

Tang Chen, however, only gained a false sense of freedom, ultimately becoming a victim of the power struggle between the Rakshasa God and the Asura God.

He has been given a new lease on life, but the road ahead remains shrouded in mystery.

Upon returning to Spirit City, Su He first went to see her beloved lover, Pope Qian Renxue.

Upon entering the Pope's Hall, Qian Renxue was intently reviewing memorials.

"You're back? Looks like everything went smoothly."

Qian Renxue didn't look up, but it was clear that she had already sensed the aura emanating from Su He that was far stronger than before.

"How about we practice?"

Su He stepped forward and stroked Qian Renxue's golden hair, asking with a smile.

"Do you think I'm as idle as you, Elder of Judgment?"

Qian Renxue was speechless. Well, Su He really didn't know how lucky she was.

As Pope, Qian Renxue faced immense pressure in her political affairs. Furthermore, the Spirit Hall had completely taken control of the Heaven Dou Empire, so she not only had to review internal memorials from the Spirit Hall but also participate in and make decisions regarding some important unfinished matters sent by the Heaven Dou Empire's branch halls.

She was also responsible for personally formulating policies concerning the Star Luo Empire and other major powers on the continent.

The Spirit Hall no longer has any ministers in charge of government affairs; all political matters are in Qian Renxue's own hands. Su He doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

He could understand why Qian Renxue was so desperate to handle government affairs. Although that woman had been imprisoned in the Cold Palace, some things were not over yet.

"Such hands-on work will only tire you out and might even affect your cultivation, Xue'er. I don't approve of you doing this."

Su He frowned, sensing that Qian Renxue's Soul Power Level was still hovering around level 88, which displeased Su He.

They're about to catch up with themselves.

Given Qian Renxue's talent, it shouldn't have been long before she broke through to Level 90, Quasi-Titled Douluo, after entering the accelerated cultivation period. However, so much time has passed and she has only leveled up once, and her progress in the Divine Trial has not been significant.

Su He was somewhat worried.

"Don't worry, He'er."

Sensing Su He's emotions, Qian Renxue took the latter's hand and sat down in the Pope's seat, then threw herself into Su He's arms.

Su He only felt a fragrant breeze waft over, then smiled helplessly.

"Elder of Judgment, I'm not like you, spending all my time cultivating."

"You don't even come to keep your wife company."

Qian Renxue's two slender, jade-like fingers had somehow found their way to Su He's soft waist, and she pinched it hard.

"Hiss..."

Su He scratched her head, Su He scared and guilty. But because of her exceptionally strong physique, Su He didn't feel any pain.

"Xue'er, you do need to put in a lot of effort on government affairs. Once I finish the Sixth Trial, I can help you with some of the burden."

Su He said seriously.

"Fine."

Qian Renxue nodded.

"As the Elder of Judgment, your most urgent task is to become stronger quickly. The elders must have their reasons for assigning us this role."

"You've made rapid progress; after absorbing the Soul Ring, your level is almost catching up with mine. I need to speed up my Seventh Trial too."

Qian Renxue.

"There's no rush. Tonight, Pope Holiness, please entertain me!"

Su He chuckled, picked up Qian Renxue around the waist, and headed towards the inner hall.

He always cherished the time they spent together.

Even though their great cause was not yet accomplished, every moment they spent together left a warm imprint on his heart.