Tang San's Fury, Shrek Falls Apart!

"Why are you like this? Where's Xiao Wu? And the fat guy?"

Although he already had a bad feeling, Tang San still asked anxiously.

Upon hearing those two names, two streams of turbid old tears immediately welled up in Yu Xiaogang's cloudy eyes.

He clutched Tang San's arm tightly, his nails digging into the flesh, and burst into loud sobs:

"They're dead... They're all dead!"

"Li Xin's subordinates... Those two demonesses simply aren't human!"

"Hongjun... Hongjun died so horribly!"

As he cried, Yu Xiaogang recounted what had happened in fragments.

Naturally, in his version of events, everyone from Shrek had been utterly innocent and had merely been passing through when they were ambushed.

Ma Hongjun had heroically sacrificed himself to protect everyone.

As for Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, he depicted them as green-faced, fanged female demons with hearts like snakes and scorpions.

"Xiao Wu... Poor Xiao Wu!"

Yu Xiaogang beat his chest and stamped his feet, weeping in utter heartbreak.

"She was imprisoned in a Water Prison by that demoness called Da Qiao. Whether she's alive or dead is still unknown."

"I only managed to escape and bring you word by risking this old life of mine!"

"As for Mu Bai and Zhu Qing..."

At the mention of those two names, Yu Xiaogang's gaze flickered, and his voice dropped a little.

"It seemed they went to draw the enemy away. Their whereabouts are unknown as well."

"Rong Rong and Xiao Ao saw that things were going badly. They should have gone back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for reinforcements."

"Xiao San, you must avenge Hongjun! You must bring Xiao Wu back!"

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's tearful account, Tang San felt his head buzz as though ten thousand flies were swarming inside it.

An unprecedented cruel emotion exploded in his chest.

The fat guy was dead?

That fat guy who had always followed behind him, calling him Third Bro, was just... gone?

He had not even left behind a corpse?

And Mu Bai and Zhu Qing had gone missing too?

How was that possible?!

They were the Shrek Seven Devils, the favored children of heaven. How could they be slaughtered as casually as chickens and dogs?

"LI XIN!!!"

Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot as he forced those two words through clenched teeth.

A terrifying killing intent erupted from him, instantly reducing the nearby tables and chairs to powder.

Yu Xiaogang was startled by that aura. Even his sobbing stopped as he stared blankly at Tang San, who looked like an evil ghost.

Tang San felt like his entire body was about to explode.

Everything had originally been under his control.

He had returned from training on Sea God Island with his strength greatly increased, ready to make grand plans and unite the continent.

But ever since Li Xin had appeared, everything had descended into chaos.

First, something had gone wrong on Spirit Hall's side. Then this damned Heavenly Curtain had exposed a whole group of inexplicable powerhouses.

And now, even his left and right arms had been severed.

This feeling of losing control left Tang San extremely agitated and terrified.

Just then, another disturbance came from the sky outside.

The originally silver light suddenly flared brightly.

An extremely scorching energy fluctuation instantly swept across the entire Douluo Continent.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, Tang San looked up at the Heavenly Curtain.

In the picture, Jing's reward was finally being distributed.

It was neither a common Soul Bone nor a divine artifact.

Instead, it was an incomparably pure mass of golden energy.

[Reward Distributed: Power of the Blazing Sun]

[Note: This is the Purest Solar Origin Between Heaven and Earth. After absorbing it, the Martial Soul's form can be reshaped, granting the god-tier skin—Scorching Divine Light.]

As the words appeared on the Heavenly Curtain, that mass of golden energy fell like a meteor, shooting straight toward the Western Wasteland.

The picture instantly shifted to Jing's perspective.

Standing atop the ruins, Jing watched the terrifying energy crash down toward her without moving a single step.

She merely extended her hands calmly and assumed an embracing posture.

BOOM!

The pillar of golden light instantly swallowed her.

There were no screams or signs of pain as imagined.

Within that blinding golden light, her original Silver Battle Armor began to crack apart inch by inch, turning to ash.

Replacing it was liquid golden flowing fire.

The golden flames flowed along the perfect curves of her body, rapidly solidifying and reforming.

A set of incomparably magnificent Golden Battle Armor, filled with sacred majesty, slowly appeared over her body.

Her originally silver short hair was now dyed with a dazzling platinum sheen.

The Mirror Shard Fragments behind her were also wrapped in golden flames, transforming into miniature suns one after another.

At this moment.

She was no longer the assassin who walked through darkness.

She was a Sun Goddess descending upon the mortal world.

That blazing heavenly might was enough to make people feel suffocating pressure even through the screen.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent was dumbfounded.

They had seen Soul Masters absorb Soul Rings and fuse with Soul Bones.

But a situation where divine power descended from the heavens, directly infused into someone and transformed them on the spot was simply unheard of.

"Th-this is a miracle!"

Countless commoners fell to their knees and worshipped the Heavenly Curtain.

Even Tang San was somewhat dazed by the Solar Aura rushing toward him.

This power was pure, domineering, and scorching.

It was even several times more overbearing than the Sea God's Light he had seen on Sea God Island.

In the picture.

Jing, having completed her transformation, did not remain where she was.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Her originally pitch-black pupils had now turned pure golden yellow.

Within them, an unquenchable divine fire seemed to burn.

"Found him."

Jing's voice was soft, yet it clearly reached the ears of every viewer.

The next moment.

Her figure vanished into thin air.

This was not movement achieved through speed, but a direct crossing of spatial barriers.

Deep within the Graveyard of the Fallen, inside an Underground Palace that was still relatively intact.

A fat man in a red robe, his face gleaming with oil, lay on a Stone Chair covered in animal hide.

He held two scantily clad women in his arms and a cup of blood-red fine wine in his hand.

"Hahaha, what Martial Soul Ranking?"

"With the protection of Lord Divine Envoy, who can do anything to me?"

As the Red Robe Man let out a sinister laugh, he thrust his hand into the clothes of one of the women in his arms and kneaded her wantonly.

He paid no heed whatsoever to the desperate tears in her eyes.

He was the local emperor here.

After narrowly escaping death three years ago, he had remained hidden here, relying on the power granted by that mysterious deity to continue acting with impunity.

In his eyes, aside from gods, no one in this world could kill him.

Just as he was about to proceed further.

RUMBLE!

The rock dome above his head, several meters thick, suddenly exploded without warning.

A dazzling golden light like the blazing sun instantly illuminated the dark, damp Underground Palace.

The Red Robe Man screamed and reflexively shut his eyes.

That light was too blinding, as if someone had stuffed the sun directly into an underground cavern.

When he finally adjusted to the light and opened his eyes.

His entire body froze.

A golden figure floated in midair within the palace.