Insane.
This Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking had absolutely gone insane.
Previously, raising Flender's Soul Power by ten levels had already been unimaginable.
And now, it had directly helped an entire sect complete a Martial Soul Evolution?
Even if a true God descended, such a feat would likely come at no small cost, wouldn't it?
Yet the Golden List bestowed it as casually as if it were nothing.
If every member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect evolved into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the situation on the battlefield would likely change again.
The Spirit Hall Empire had already been slightly inferior when it came to support Soul Masters.
If Ning Fengzhi became a Titled Douluo, with the support of the Sword Bone Douluos as well—
Then even in terms of top-tier combat power, they could contend with the Spirit Hall Empire.
Bibi Dong furrowed her brows tightly, a strong sense of crisis rising within her.
But on second thought—
Even ninth place had received such a heaven-defying reward.
Then what kind of earth-shattering reward would the Spirit Hall Empire, destined to claim first place, receive?
At that thought, Bibi Dong's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
She even felt a hint of anticipation.
As long as the Spirit Hall Empire obtained the first-place reward, what could a mere Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect amount to?
The skies of Douluo Continent were bound to change eventually.
Chang'an City, Daming Palace.
Ning Rongrong's declaration slightly eased the atmosphere within the great hall.
But Gongsun Li did not restrain her Killing Intent because of Ning Rongrong's goodwill.
Her lively eyes passed directly over the young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
They locked firmly onto Yu Xiaogang, who had just gotten back to his feet.
To the citizens of Chang'an City, Gongsun Li was the peerless dancer who gracefully performed upon the stage.
She was the dream lover pursued by countless talented men and beautiful women.
Every one of her performances emptied the streets, and tickets were impossible to obtain.
Everyone believed she was merely a delicate, beautiful ornament, an embellishment to Great Tang's prosperous age.
But only a very small number of people knew—
Beneath that glamorous identity, she possessed another, far more terrifying one.
One of the founders of the Wonderful Sound Workshop.
It was Great Tang's most secretive and efficient intelligence and assassination organization.
Together with the Sword Immortal Li Bai and that woman as cold as a mirror, she had woven an enormous web within the darkness.
Anyone who dared threaten Great Tang or Li Xin's people would silently vanish into that web.
To Gongsun Li, gentleness, liveliness, and cuteness were privileges reserved for Li Xin alone.
As for everyone else?
They were prey.
Corpses whose throats could be cut at any moment.
At this moment—
The Paper Umbrella in Gongsun Li's hand slowly turned, and the Maple Leaf pattern on its surface was red as blood.
Her long, straight jade legs flickered in and out of sight beneath her skirt, filled with deadly allure.
But to Yu Xiaogang, this beautiful sight was like a Vengeful Ghost come to claim his life.
He was also a Soul Master.
Though he was useless, he still possessed basic perception.
He could clearly sense that the young girl opposite him truly wanted to kill him.
That tangible Killing Intent was like sharp blades lightly scraping across his skin.
Yu Xiaogang was afraid.
What he was best at in his life was talking. If it came down to risking his life, he was not even a match for an ordinary Soul Elder.
His legs gave out, and before everyone, he dropped to the ground with a thud.
The man who always kept the title "Grandmaster" on his lips.
The Theoretically Invincible man who always held his head high and looked down his nose at others.
Now, he was like a Mangy Dog with its spine broken, trembling all over and not daring to utter another harsh word.
A faint stench of urine wafted from his crotch.
When Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others saw this, their faces burned with humiliation.
Too embarrassing.
This was their Teacher?
This was Yu Xiaogang, who taught them to possess the heart of the strong?
He had pissed himself from a single look?
Behind the bead curtain, Wu Zetian frowned in disgust.
She was a person with an obsession for cleanliness.
Both mentally and physically.
For this kind of trash to remain in the great hall for one second longer felt like desecration to her.
Besides—
Her heart had long ceased to be here.
Since Li Xin entered seclusion, years had passed, and she could only stare blankly at that empty silhouette.
Now that he had finally emerged from seclusion—
How could she still have the mood to listen to these so-called alliance negotiations?
She only wanted to end court immediately, throw herself into that man's embrace, and tell him of her longing and grievances from these past years.
"I am tired today."
Wu Zetian waved her sleeve, her voice languid yet carrying unquestionable authority.
"As for the alliance, we shall discuss it another day."
"Court is dismissed."
Those simple words brought this farce to an end.
Li Xin said nothing. He merely turned and headed toward the inner hall.
Gongsun Li put away her Paper Umbrella, coldly glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then quickly followed Li Xin like a well-behaved little attendant.
Qian Renxue watched Li Xin's departing back, an indescribable light flickering in her Golden Eyes.
She did not persist. She elegantly offered a bow, then turned and left with the people of the Spirit Hall Empire.
She was a proud person.
Since Wu Zetian did not wish to talk, she would not shamelessly stay behind.
After all, there was plenty of time ahead.
Only the Shrek group remained in the great hall.
Dai Mubai looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was still sprawled limply on the floor, impatience flashing in his eyes.
But out of consideration for Tang San, he still stepped forward and hauled Yu Xiaogang up like a dead dog.
"Let's go."
The others followed one after another.
No one had the mood to comfort the Grandmaster whose courage had been utterly shattered.
Not long after everyone left Daming Palace—
The winds and clouds stirred once more above the Heavenly Curtain.
The Golden List, which had just calmed down, erupted with another burst of dazzling light.
A new ranking was about to be announced.
[Heavenly Dao Power Ranking, Eighth Place!]
A line of large characters slowly emerged.
Immediately afterward, the phantom of a Giant Hammer, black as ink, appeared. Carrying the force to shatter the void, it slammed heavily into everyone's vision.
[Clear Sky Sect!]
The images upon the Heavenly Curtain shifted, beginning to display the Clear Sky Sect's glorious past.
Once, it had possessed two Douluos in a single generation, its might shaking the continent.
Once, it had faced Spirit Hall head-on without falling behind.
But then the scene shifted to its current bleak state: its gates sealed, hidden away from the world.
The introduction was brief yet forceful, striking directly at the heart of the matter.
Immediately after—
Came the reward everyone had been waiting for.
[The Clear Sky Sect has endured burdens and humiliation. Though it has secluded itself from the world, its foundation remains.]
[Bestowed: One God-Bestowed Soul Ring to every direct disciple of the sect!]
[Note: This Soul Ring comes with a fixed god-tier Soul Skill—Innate One Qi Hammer!]
Boom—!
The moment this reward appeared, the entire continent erupted once more.
Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's residence—
Ning Fengzhi, who had just been ecstatic over his sect's reward, had the smile on his face freeze instantly.
He stared at the Heavenly Curtain in astonishment.
The Clear Sky Sect?
Eighth place?
How was that possible?
In terms of combat power, the Clear Sky Sect was unquestionably the foremost of the Upper Three Sects.
Even though it had sealed its gates and remained hidden, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse.
How could it rank only eighth, merely one place above the crippled Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
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