Return to the Douluo I Parallel World

Under the last sliver of moonlight, the two returned to the inn.

The moment they opened the door, they saw Tang Ya sitting in the room, seemingly waiting for their return.

Upon seeing them, she sprang to her feet and hurried over.

Only then did Wu Xian remember that there was still a Blue Silver Saintess here.

However, since Tang Ya had come back to find them, it seemed she had figured something out.

Sure enough, before Wu Xian could ask, she bowed deeply.

"Thank you. Thank you for saving me."

She had grown up. Wu Xian felt somewhat moved. Given Tang Ya's former temperament, she might not have thanked them so solemnly.

It seemed that after her breakdown and isolation, she had not learned nothing.

"No need. It was merely a convenient gesture." For Qian Renxue, clearing away such a tiny amount of unformed evil aura was scarcely harder than drinking water.

"It was nothing, just lending a hand." Wu Xian did not care much either.

Besides, without this incident involving her, Wu Xian would not have gained another way to earn points.

"No matter what, you saved me." Tang Ya raised her head, gratitude written across her face.

After expressing her thanks, her lips moved slightly, as though she wanted to say something.

Under Wu Xian and Qian Renxue's gazes, she took a deep breath and spoke with a nervous expression.

"You two, I have an unreasonable request. Could I follow you to your world? Don't worry, I definitely won't hold you back."

Tang Ya was helpless as well. In the Dou 2 World, there was no longer a place for her.

Since the Douluo Three Kingdoms and Shrek were practically wearing the same pair of pants, someone with her identity could not remain in the Douluo Three Kingdoms.

The Sun Moon Empire was not much better. Based on her original identity, even if she wanted to defect to the Sun Moon Empire, she would most likely be monitored from every side.

Therefore, the only thing she could think of was leaving the Dou 2 World.

For that reason, Wu Xian and Qian Renxue, who were practically Local Tyrants in other worlds, were the best people to seek refuge with.

Wu Xian and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance. It was not impossible. It was only one more person, nothing significant.

After all, even if Wu Xian and the others refused, Tang Ya would surely have earned quite a few points by changing her own fate.

Her legs were attached to her own feet. She could go wherever she wanted.

But with her strength, if she ran around recklessly, some Soul Master might just kill her.

After all, only Group Chat members could not harm one another. If a non-member attacked her, she probably would not be able to stop them.

Under Tang Ya's nervous gaze, Wu Xian nodded. "Sure. You can follow us to whichever world you want."

Tang Ya's eyes lit up, and she once again bowed to Wu Xian and Qian Renxue in thanks.

Having temporarily resolved her future, she sighed in relief while silently making a vow in her heart.

From this moment onward, she, Tang Ya, would relinquish her position as master of the Tang Sect and unilaterally disband the Tang Sect.

From now on, she would no longer be a member of the Tang Sect, and there would no longer be a Tang Sect in this world.

At the moment she made that vow, Tang San, far away in the God Realm, suddenly discovered that the last trace of the Tang Sect's fortune was gradually dissipating.

This enraged him beyond measure, his eyes turning bloodshot. This was the Tang Sect he had founded.

At that very moment, he wished he could descend to the lower realm himself and see what exactly was happening.

But when he thought of the divine might of the Destruction God King, his heart went cold, and his impulse to descend vanished.

He could not even use the God Realm Central Hub to investigate the current Tang Sect master's condition.

After all, compared to the Tang Sect master, the Child of Destiny was more important.

After weighing the pros and cons, Tang San could only suppress his anger and continue searching for Huo Yuhao's whereabouts.

At worst, he could assign Huo Yuhao the additional responsibility of rebuilding the Tang Sect later. As Tang San's son-in-law, he should bear more responsibility.

The next day, Wu Xian and Qian Renxue no longer went to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Academy, choosing instead to tour Mingdu.

Of course, the main reason was to locate the underground Soul Tool vault beneath Mingdu, making things easier for their operation that night.

Time flew by, and night soon arrived. The three headed together for Hongchen Mansion.

After completing the transaction, they had only just walked a short distance away from Hongchen Mansion.

Wu Xian lightly raised his hand, and a black sphere appeared in his palm.

With a thought, his Space Domain rapidly expanded, covering all of Mingdu in the blink of an eye.

Feeling his godlike control over the Space Domain, Wu Xian sighed inwardly. This was the true power of the Space Domain.

Having reached Titled Douluo, he could finally display the domain's true strength.

The instant the thought of spatial teleportation arose in his mind, the three vanished from where they stood and arrived in Mingdu's underground Soul Tool vault.

Looking at the Soul Tools, neatly arranged and filling the entire underground space, Wu Xian clenched his hand, and every Soul Tool rose into the air.

Then, under his control, the three of them jointly stored them in the Chat Group's storage space.

Even then, not a single person in Mingdu knew that anything had happened there.

The guards stationed outside the vault had not noticed the slightest thing.

Only Kong Deming and several other Titled Douluo of the Sun Moon Empire sensed a strange fluctuation at the instant the Space Domain opened.

Kong Deming was the first to realize it was spatial power. He immediately rushed to the emperor's bedchamber and stood guard there, preventing any Limit Douluo from attacking the emperor.

Some of the other Titled Douluo thought it was an illusion and continued resting as usual.

But those who recognized the spatial fluctuation immediately gathered at the Imperial Palace.

After obtaining the Soul Tools, Wu Xian left behind a blueprint for a Level 10 Soul-Guided Cannonball, then made another spatial jump and arrived at the Evil Spirit Masters' stronghold in an instant.

Since they were already here, it would feel somewhat regrettable not to wipe out the Evil Spirit Masters.

Sensing nearly a hundred Evil Spirit Masters gathered beneath the stronghold, Wu Xian lightly raised his hand and pressed down.

Boom. Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, the entire stronghold collapsed downward, leaving behind a massive crater.

The terrifying noise immediately drew the attention of Mingdu's City Guard. A large number of guard soldiers in uniform surged toward the area.

Wu Xian spoke softly, yet his voice rang beside the ears of everyone in the imperial capital. "Sea God Island is responsible for this incident. If anyone objects, we will welcome your visit at any time."

After saying that, Wu Xian withdrew his Space Domain, and the three of them used World-Crossing Talismans without prior agreement.

Before the City Guard and the imperial capital's worshippers arrived, they had returned to their respective worlds.

Wu Xian returned to the Douluo I Parallel World, while Qian Renxue and Tang Ya returned to the Douluo I Main World.

After returning to the Douluo I Parallel World, Wu Xian looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Secret Chamber and was briefly unable to react.

Only after a moment did he remember that this was the Secret Chamber in the Worship Hall he had requested from Qian Daoliu in the name of undergoing a divine trial, in preparation for crossing worlds.

He opened the Secret Chamber and strode out. The first person he saw was Qian Daoliu.

It turned out Qian Daoliu had sensed the spatial fluctuation and realized that Wu Xian might have returned.

With a concerned expression, he asked, "How was it, little brother Wu Xian? Did you gain anything?"

Wu Xian nodded. With a slight stir of Soul Power, one purple, two black, and six red Soul Rings appeared before Qian Daoliu.

"Freak." Qian Daoliu froze for a moment, spat out those two words, then turned and left.

If he stayed any longer, he feared he would be unable to stop himself from cursing the Angel God.

The disparity in treatment was enough to make even his good temperament, cultivated over many years, nearly collapse.