Golden Ranking, Seventh Place! Kill One Man Every Ten Steps, Leave No Trace for a Thousand Miles!

The man wore white robes, his features handsome, carrying an air of languid ease and carefree freedom.

He was none other than Qian Yu, ruler of the Great Tang Empire.

"Brother Qian Yu..."

Wu Zetian's voice was soft and sweet to the extreme, without the slightest trace of an Empress's majesty.

Her eyes brimmed with affection as she gazed longingly at the man before her with those large, watery eyes.

She stretched out her jade-white arms and gently wrapped them around Qian Yu's neck.

Her fiery red imperial robe was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a pair of breathtakingly beautiful legs.

Those legs were slender and straight, without a trace of excess flesh. Under the candlelight, they gleamed with a lustrous sheen, radiating an irresistible allure.

"What is it, Mei Niang?"

Qian Yu reached out and wrapped an arm around Wu Zetian's slender waist, feeling its astonishing softness as a smile tugged at his lips.

"Aren't you worried about the battle on Wan'er's side?"

Wu Zetian shot Qian Yu a coquettish glare.

"When Wan'er handles something, I'm always at ease."

"It's only Tang Hao. If she can't even deal with him, then she isn't worthy of wielding the Spring Autumn Spirit Brush."

Her entire body pressed against Qian Yu's as she breathed softly against him.

"I don't want to talk about state affairs right now."

"I only want to be with Brother Qian Yu..."

As she spoke, she leaned forward on her own initiative, her red lips brushing lightly against Qian Yu's ear.

"Brother Qian Yu, it's been so long since you properly kept me company."

"Those little vixens outside are all watching you like hawks."

"I deserve a reward too."

Qian Yu laughed.

What kind of Empress was this? She was clearly just a little woman begging to be doted on.

He pulled Wu Zetian even closer and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"Fine, fine."

"What reward do you want?"

The temperature in the grand hall seemed to rise by several degrees at that moment.

Just as the two were about to engage in a deeper exchange.

The enormous Heavenly Screen Ranking in the sky suddenly began to shake violently once more.

Vast golden light pierced through the palace dome and fell upon the two of them.

Qian Yu and Wu Zetian looked up at the same time.

Words appeared upon the Heavenly Screen.

[Spirit Ranking, Seventh Place!]

[Twin Martial Souls: Azure Spring Wine Pot and Azure Lotus Sword!]

[Owner: Li Bai, Pavilion Master of the Wonderful Sound Pavilion!]

Immediately afterward.

The scene shifted.

A white-robed figure appeared on the Heavenly Screen.

The man held an azure longsword in his hand, with a jade-green wine pot hanging from his waist.

He tipped back his head and took a swig of fine wine. His body moved like the wind, his Sword Qi like a rainbow.

He killed ten men in one step, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

That free-spirited, unrestrained bearing, that aura of a Banished Immortal Descending to the Mortal World, instantly captivated everyone.

[Banished Immortal Descends, Wine Sword Slaying Gods!]

[Infinite Teleportation, Sword Shadow Leaves Traces!]

[Azure Spring Wine Pot: God-Tier Detached Martial Soul!]

[Azure Lotus Sword: Super God-Tier Detached Martial Soul!]

[Rewards issued!]

[Spirit Power Solidification increased eightfold!]

[Obtain a full Three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone Set!]

[Obtain Godly Skill: Poetry, Wine, and Sword!]

Outside Jialing Pass.

A blue streak of light tore through the sky at high speed.

Tang San led Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the rest of Shrek to the eastern battlefield at last.

However.

The sight before them made Tang San's eyes split with rage.

His father, Tang Hao, who had always stood like a towering mountain in his heart.

Was now lying in a massive crater, his life and death unknown.

Blood had soaked his tattered robe. The once peerlessly domineering Clear Sky Douluo now looked as miserable as a dead dog.

"Father—!"

Tang San let out a grief-stricken roar.

He rushed into the crater and lifted Tang Hao up.

Seeing his father's pale face and weak breathing, Tang San's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, like those of a feral beast.

He suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Shangguan Wan'er in the sky.

His chest heaved violently as he panted heavily.

"Shangguan Wan'er!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, forcing the words out through the gaps between them, his voice filled with boundless hatred.

"You've gone too far!"

"You actually struck so heavily!"

"My father is already so old. He is your elder!"

"You don't know the first thing about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, yet you attacked him so viciously!"

In Tang San's logic, no matter what happened, anyone who injured his father had committed an unforgivable crime.

Hearing those words.

The coldness on Shangguan Wan'er's face finally cracked.

As though she had heard the greatest joke in the world, an exceedingly mocking smile curled across her lips.

"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young?"

Shangguan Wan'er looked down at Tang San, her eyes full of ridicule.

"Tang San, your talent for double standards is far greater than your strength."

"When your father Tang Hao hammered the Pope of Spirit Hall to death back then, did he ever think about respecting the elderly?"

"You Shrek Seven Devils have killed hundreds, if not thousands, of people on your way here."

"Did those people who died by your hands not have parents or children?"

The spirit brush in Shangguan Wan'er's hand lightly pointed in Tang Hao's direction.

"Now Tang Hao wants to kill me and trample the territory of my Great Tang."

"Is he the only one allowed to kill, while I'm not allowed to fight back?"

"What kind of logic is that!"

Every word struck home, leaving Tang San utterly speechless.

But how could he possibly admit he was wrong?

Tang San took a deep breath, and the killing intent in his eyes only intensified.

"Shut up!"

"No matter what my father did, he is still my father!"

"And it was for justice!"

"Shangguan Wan'er, you injured my closest family and humiliated my dignity."

Tang San slowly rose to his feet as Divine Slaughter's Domain erupted from his body.

"You have chosen the Way of Death!"

Just as both sides stood at the brink of battle.

The update to the Heavenly Screen Ranking interrupted everything.

Li Bai's carefree figure and astonishing rewards entered everyone's sight.

The gazes of the Shrek group were instantly drawn toward it.

Their furious expressions all turned into shock.

"Seventh place on the Spirit Ranking..."

Zhu Zhuqing covered her red lips, her cool eyes full of disbelief.

"Twin Martial Souls?"

"Azure Spring Wine Pot and Azure Lotus Sword?"

Those words were like a massive hammer crashing viciously into everyone's hearts.

Tang San's entire body shuddered.

He stared fixedly at those lines, the shock in his eyes even overwhelming his anger.

"I never expected..."

"There to be another person in this world with Twin Martial Souls?"

"Li Bai? Wine and sword?"

All this time, Tang San had taken pride in his Twin Martial Souls.

He believed they were a unique gift from heaven, proof that he was the chosen one.

Other than Bibi Dong, he had never seen a third owner of Twin Martial Souls.

But now, this Li Bai had shattered his pride.

Ning Rongrong was equally dumbfounded.

"What powerful Martial Souls..."

"One is God-Tier, and one is Super God-Tier."

"As expected of seventh place on the Spirit Ranking. This lineup is simply luxurious beyond belief."

Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San. Looking at the Heavenly Screen and then at Tang San, she said weakly:

"Although Third Brother also has Twin Martial Souls..."

"But the Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer, compared to Li Bai's Azure Spring Wine Pot and Azure Lotus Sword..."

"They seem far inferior."