Everyone, Go Overthrow This World! (The Final Piece of the Puzzle from the Synopsis is About to Appear)

Drip... drip...

The sky, scorched by various Soul Powers, began to drizzle. The lake, carelessly trampled and ravaged, swirled in the air for a long time before finally finding a moment of peace, quietly attempting to mend its broken homeland in the gentlest way possible.

The smoke of gunpowder lingering in the air was also absorbed by the raindrops, filling the voids in the earth.

Thin metal flakes stained with blood and mud revealed a vibrant crimson red under the cleansing rain, as if regaining some of their former color.

He extended his other hand, holding out a metal ring filled with dark red clots, hoping the now peaceful world would continue to wash away the bloodstains in his hands.

Everyone silently watched Chen Fu holding the two metal Soul Tools in the rain, letting the water wash over them, waiting quietly without a word.

Reality had repeatedly shown them that this young man could always overwhelm them with the weakest force.

It was just more outrageous this time.

Golden Scale silently guarded the side with her spear, cool rain sliding down her golden hair to the ground, splashing white flowers in the puddles.

"If I say I'm leaving now, does anyone disagree?"

After a long silence, he broke the quiet only after he had finished washing the Soul Tools, [Crimson Phoenix] and [Nirvana], which once symbolized the highest achievement of his research into the relationship between his soul, spirit, and bloodline.

"..." The Titled Douluo elders of Shrek Academy responded with silence, a deafening silence: Leave quickly!

"Do you know what this is?"

Chen Fu kicked a metal rod lying on the ground, its Soul Tool circuits exposed by an explosion.

A metal rod? No! That was the [Ascension to Godhood] ruins!

Everyone's emotions were immediately stirred, their hearts sinking involuntarily.

Looking up, Chen Fu took in their varied expressions and understood.

There were those who were indifferent, those who hesitated, those who were lost and helpless... etc. These were the myriad faces of sentient beings, perhaps nothing more than this?

A thousand thoughts arose in his heart. He looked up at the vast, boundless sky. Raindrops slid down his cheeks, adding a touch of cool relief to his furnace-like hot heart, giving him a moment to breathe.

"Do you know what this is?"

He pointed to a low-key, dull silver-blue sword.

Chen Fu understood a principle: blind compromise would ultimately harm both oneself and others.

Lowering his head, he took in the expressions of the Shrek Academy teachers and students who had been silently watching him. Chen Fu patiently explained:

"A sword equipped with a technique that can sever all Soul Rings and Soul Skills of traditional Soul Masters."

"Do you know what that means?"

Chen Fu was quite satisfied seeing their terrified expressions.

"Want to learn?"

"I'll teach you."

The young man's face was filled with gentleness, carrying the expectation of someone eager to teach.

"Chen...!"

A Super Douluo next to Xuan Zi wanted to scold him, but Chen Fu's indifferent gaze startled him into swallowing the rest of his words.

"So, are there any students who want to leave with me?"

The young man made a sincere invitation to everyone.

"Chen Fu! You are out of line!"

The Dean of Shrek Academy, a Rank 98 Taotie Douluo, glared furiously at the young man. He was trying to uproot Shrek's foundation! And doing it right in front of everyone!

Buzz!

A stream of azure blue light transformed into a rainbow that stretched for thousands of meters, instantly piercing the clouds and spanning heaven and earth.

A Soul Spirit light sword, thousands of meters long, stood quietly in Shrek City, also hanging heavy in everyone's hearts.

"You...!"

That majestic "sword intent," named "fear," enveloped everyone's hearts, pressing down on them until they could barely breathe.

Ignoring Long Xiaoyao's actions behind him, Chen Fu quietly looked at Xuan Zi, adopting the posture of a listener, and gestured:

Please continue. Say it, I'm listening.

Xuan Zi turned to glance at Mu En, who had always refused to wake up and face reality. The breath he had held suddenly caught in his chest, and his entire spirit sagged.

The clouds were pierced and torn by the light sword, and gentle, bright sunlight descended upon the mortal world once more. Under the moist air and dispersed micro-high-energy Soul Power crystals, it refracted into colorful halos, shining with a glazed luster over the pitted ground filled with potholes and exposed metal equipment.

A beam of dazzling light, tinged with mottled colors, tore through the clouds and was caught in the young man's embrace just as it was about to fall to the dust.

Amidst a mottled, glazed color, the young man stood tall on the steps. His outstretched arms in the radiance no longer held anger, indignation, or anything else, but a kind of sacred fervor. He softly called out:

"Everyone, we must change this terrible world and sweep everything that doesn't conform to the development of the era into the dustbin of history. This is our world, not a god's."

The young man's gaze was filled with the brilliance of ideals, so dazzling it was almost blinding.

"Everyone, this world hasn't seen any new changes in tens of thousands of years. Mortals remain mortals, and nobles remain nobles. But why are they noble? So-called bloodline inheritance has no standing in the face of a technique that can sever Soul Rings."

After looking around, Chen Fu continued:

"My friends, we should do something great, something that will make us famous throughout history. We will use our Soul Tools to change this world, ensuring the strong have purpose and the old are cared for. The purpose of Soul Tools shouldn't just be destruction; they should be used to build our world."

"My friends, a new era is dawning. Anything that obstructs the progress of this era will be crushed."

"Therefore, follow me, and let us overturn this corrupt world!"

"Therefore, follow me, and I will lead you to ascend the path of gods once more!"

The youth, once banished to the mortal realm, unleashed his most powerful declaration under the blazing sun towards the crowd:

He would remake the world!

He would ascend the path of gods once more!

He would reach the divine throne with a mortal body!

Even if his Soul Power was severed, Even if his Soul Rings were destroyed, Even if the world had turned against him, He was still alive!

As long as he was alive, he would reclaim everything he had lost!

If this world obstructed his progress, he would overturn it!

If there were high and mighty gods limiting his advancement, he would cast them down from their divine pedestals!

The world's will had given him ample time to regroup.

"Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, follow me!"

Gazing at the youth's retreating back, Ning Tian followed without looking back, trusting her teacher would succeed.

Fan Yu looked at the restless teachers and students of the Soul Tool Academy, then at the silent Qian Duoduo, and sighed.

"If you wish to leave, then go!"

Upon hearing this, over a dozen Soul Engineers bowed deeply to him before pursuing the receding figure into the distance. Fan Yu remembered they all shared a common trait: they were young and filled with ideals not yet extinguished by life.

Xuan Zi and the others merely watched as a few scattered figures departed. The beam of light that pierced the heavens and earth had a calming effect on everyone.

But ultimately, only a minority dared to leave so brazenly under the watchful eyes of the academy's powerhouses.

"Yuhao! Hurry, let's go take a gamble!"

Tian Meng, within Huo Yuhao's heart, urged him anxiously. Having witnessed the entire event, he deeply understood the terrifying nature of that human!

Compared to his own plan of "creating gods" which was actually just piling them up, if it weren't forbidden, that person could already mass-produce gods!

Moreover, that person never did anything without certainty!

To survive such an unexpected situation, being subjected to Divine Punishment twice by ruthless gods, he couldn't fathom how many trump cards this person possessed.

After all, Tian Meng himself was an unused trump card!

Right now, Tian Meng just wanted to rush to that person and shout: Don't go! Use me! Please!

Shaking off Wang Dong's hand, Huo Yuhao chased in the direction the person had gone without looking back.

He didn't care about the talk of becoming a god; he just wanted to see what kind of new world that person described. This world held too many disgusting things!

Seeing that he couldn't stop Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong also followed...

Chen Fu walked silently through the world ahead, looking up at the sky, a sneer playing on his lips.

How dare you...

[Azure Blue is repairing]

How dare you sever my Soul Power!

[Azure Blue repaired, reorganizing data]

How dare you sever my Soul Power and let me live?!

[Data updated, abnormal data detected]

I've spent so long researching the essence of Soul Power, [Data cross-referenced, abnormal data flagged]

Only to find I was looking for a needle in a haystack...

[Abnormal data named: Soul Power Factor]

Tang San, the dual god...

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