Trembling, he knelt on the ground and pulled a thin metal plate and a metal collar from the ashes. Clutching them tightly to his chest, Chen Fu raised his head and looked up at the heavens.
Sacred, boundless radiance descended from above. His shattered body, too broken to support itself, knelt like the most devout believer at the feet of his god, appearing so filthy and stained beneath the pure white halo.
There was no screaming, no banging his head against the ground, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation. He merely dragged his body across the ground with difficulty, using his mangled, bloodied hands to gather [Crimson Phoenix] and [Nirvana], which had once represented one of the greatest achievements of his soul and bloodline, into his arms. The crimson divine power that extinguished life seemed to target only organic matter. Then he raised his head and silently watched the god high above.
After all, it seemed he had already experienced such a scene before.
It was nothing more than watching people who had left their weight upon his life melt away and break apart before his eyes.
Of course,
You... had better kill me.
Amid the torrent of heaven and earth's rejection, the crimson deity that severed life and death silently watched the mortal whose body was nearly shattered, kneeling on the ground and gazing up at Him from beyond the increasingly solid Realm Wall. In the end, He did not choose to cross realms and deliver a second strike before the Realm Wall fully closed.
Gods were arrogant, and gods were merciful. He decided to bestow His arrogance upon this mortal, who had endured two of His attacks, had his Soul Rings shattered and Soul Power severed, yet had never died.
He forgave his ignorance and granted him the right to live and enjoy life.
Then He split open the void and returned to the God Realm. There, He still had to preside over a God Realm Judgment meeting of "common rabble accusing this official from below the stage." Fortunately, He had cleaned up His trail thoroughly, and the inheritor had not ultimately died outright. There was far too much room for subjective interpretation.
Heaven and earth began to return to their normal colors.
"Hehe... how arrogant."
He carefully held the two Soul Tools in his arms. With his Soul Power severed, he could not even open the space ring he carried with him.
Chen Fu looked at the restored heaven and earth, then swept his gaze over the crowd, whose expressions were difficult to read, and could not help but sneer.
"What? You're not going to keep offering your loyalty to your god? For example, kill me, this cripple, on His decree?"
Just a thread of crimson divine power passing through his body had severed Chen Fu's perception of Soul Power.
The Golden Dragon Girl, her golden Soul Power armor manifested, stepped forward and held her Dragon Spear across her body, shielding Chen Fu behind her as she warily watched the crowd that had fallen into an eerie silence.
It seemed they were still waiting for something. No one wanted to expose the most naked thoughts in their hearts.
"If you're not going to kill me, then I'm leaving."
Long Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment before ultimately stepping behind Chen Fu. The aura of a Limit Douluo pressed down upon Shrek Academy's side.
Although he had suffered some heavy injuries in the [Ascension] Big Bang, he was still a Limit Douluo at the peak of humanity, far beyond comparison to a Super Douluo.
"Old Dragon, let's go."
"You can't leave!"
A Pavilion Elder stepped forward, and the aura of a Super Douluo erupted.
"You must stay and compensate the academy for its losses!"
Another Super Douluo Pavilion Elder stepped forward, sharing the burden of the terrifying pressure from the Limit Douluo opposite them.
The damaged Sea God Island, the destroyed [Ascension] Soul Tool, the Golden Ancient Tree blasted into not even scraps by two Divine Punishments... and so on. Of course, those were merely the visible losses.
Seeing the two Pavilion Elders struggling to withstand Long Xiaoyao's pressure as a Limit Douluo, Yan Shaozhe turned his gaze to Xuan Zi. Chen Fu had been saved by his disciple at the cost of her life. If he, as her teacher, were to... he truly could not bring himself to act. Besides... it was hard to say who he might attack.
Xuan Zi had never released Mu En's hand as he lay unconscious. Sensing Yan Shaozhe's gaze from the corner of his eye, he let out a long breath and shook his head. His heart was exhausted, and he did not want to deal with this anymore.
"What if I insist on leaving?"
Supported by Jin Lin, Chen Fu trembled as he struggled to rise from the ground.
Looking at those who had already begun to stir restlessly, he continued.
"Your god doesn't let you become gods. Why bother?"
Chen Fu's gaze at the two Pavilion Elders who had stepped forward was utterly calm. The two Titled Douluo actually did not dare meet the eyes of a man who was now merely mortal.
"Even if it happened again, all you could do would be join forces to release a momentary burst of fireworks."
"Hand over every Soul Tool blueprint, and we'll let you leave!"
Several more Titled Douluo emerged to pressure Chen Fu, stating their ultimate objective.
A living Chen Fu > a dead Chen Fu > Chen Fu outside their control.
"Why expose your own arrogance and ignorance?"
Even the First Generation Ark could only be half-sealed and half-given away. And now they wanted him to hand over every blueprint?
"Kill him!"
The mighty power of a Titled Douluo suddenly blasted toward Chen Fu as boundless dark Soul Power instantly swelled.
"Seeking death!"
The vast Soul Power of a Limit Douluo suddenly surged, blasting toward the crowd.
Enveloped in Long Xiaoyao's black Soul Power, Chen Fu watched as the group of Titled Douluo were suppressed after only a few exchanges. There was no surprise in his heart.
Before long, the brilliant Soul Power of the Phoenix joined the battlefield and struck at Long Xiaoyao. If he did not intervene, he could only watch his own Pavilion Elders get beaten to death.
The phoenix cry, like shattering jade, made Chen Fu look over. A trace of ripples flickered in his still, silent eyes.
A black dragon covering half the sky, an incomparably dazzling Phoenix, an ancient towering tree piercing heaven and earth... more and more Titled Douluo joined the chaotic battle. Their vast Soul Power dyed the skies over Shrek City into brilliant, multicolored glazed glass.
"Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, heed my command! Protect Chen Fu at all costs!"
The little girl who had once been protected behind others now raised the sect's unique Inheritance Token high amid the crowd.
"Sect Master..."
The Douluo Venerable who had arrived outside the city with Ning Yi sensed the message and could not help looking toward the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect Master, who was truly able to make the decision.
"...Carry it out."
The next moment, sharp and majestic saber qi slashed toward the skies above Shrek.
A Super Douluo of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect joined the battle.
"Original Body Sect disciples, follow me and capture Chen Fu!"
"Go! If we can't seize him, kill him!"
The Divine Punishment faded, and humanity took the stage.
More than a dozen Douluo powerhouses outside the city surged into Shrek City from every direction. With differing objectives and Soul Power fluctuations capable of destroying heaven and earth, they forcibly charged into the battlefield.
In an instant, the skies above Shrek descended into complete chaos. Under the cover of countless Soul Power fluctuations, building after building within the city was destroyed.
"Do not run rampant!"
The level ninety-eight Super Douluo, the Taotie Douluo, released Mu En's hand and forcibly entered the battle, indiscriminately attacking the Titled Douluo of other factions.
If he did not act now, the aftermath of the battle would level Shrek City to the ground!
Normally, Douluo powerhouses would not fight great battles within a city. They would follow the basic agreement and go outside the city for one-on-one duels. But the location of this chaotic battle was not something they could decide.
"...I'll go protect the students."
Qian Duoduo looked at Fan Yu, who was clinging tightly to his leg, as well as the Soul Engineer teachers and students watching him. He could not help sighing inwardly.
As the Soul Tool Academy's only Titled Douluo, his leg had been held in a death grip by Fan Yu ever since the Divine Punishment faded.
Hearing this, everyone finally released his legs.
Sigh...
Bang!
The Golden Dragon Girl was blasted away by a Titled Douluo in Sub-Dragon form. Her Dragon Spear plowed a deep trench through the ground, and she only stopped near Long Xiaoyao after he supported her with Soul Power.
Pale golden crimson blood trickled from the girl's lips, dotting the dust-covered ground with blossoms of fallen red.
With the dual enhancement of Melting Ring body forging and the Golden Dragon bloodline, the Golden Dragon Girl possessed physical strength equal to, or even surpassing, that of a Titled Douluo. Yet under the martial soul and Soul Power amplification of a Titled Douluo, those advantages were instantly leveled and even surpassed.
Whoosh!
The sound of something cutting through the air came from behind her. The girl instinctively reached out and caught it.
A Silver-Blue Small Sword appeared in her hand. It was the [Ascension] key Chen Fu had pulled from underground: the Level Nine Soul Tool [Banished Immortal].
The Golden Dragon Girl instinctively looked over, only to see the youth who had remained silent all this time speak.
"Kill him."
His tone was cold, containing suppressed anger.
[Banished Immortal], a sword that protected the Dao of the new Soul Master System, was also a Dao Slaying Sword of the old Soul Master System.
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