Showdown! Is a Kind of Wisdom!

The people across the continent were once again utterly shaken by the evaluation of Bo Saixi displayed on the Heavenly Screen.

Inside the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu gazed at the content in the sky with a complex expression.

"So it really is her?" he murmured, his tone carrying a hint of relief and a trace of lament.

"After all these years, you're still the undisputed first among the three of us!"

Recalling decades past, when the three of them walked side by side, contending for the title of the continent's strongest.

Bo Saixi's Sea God Martial Soul and her absolute dominion over the sea meant that even as fellow Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo, neither he nor Tang Chen could match her.

He hadn't expected that, even after so many years, Bo Saixi would still be so far ahead.

The other Worship Hall members, like Golden Crocodile, didn't share Qian Daoliu's thoughts.

But their gazes remained fixed on the Heavenly Screen, heavy with gravity.

"Now that the one from Sea God Island has made the list, the remaining four..." Second Worship Golden Crocodile clenched his fists, speaking with a somber expression.

Mighty Lion Douluo nodded solemnly beside him: "If there are no other hidden powerhouses, then they must be people of the Ming Realm!"

"What are we to do? Four experts whose strength surpasses Big Brother's." Falling Devil Douluo shook his head helplessly. "How are we supposed to fight this?"

Qian Daoliu snapped back from his nostalgic reverie.

Hearing the heavy discussions of his brothers around him, he let out a light laugh: "Rest assured. No matter how strong the Ming Realm is, or how many experts they have, it's only in comparison to us."

"Can they possibly be stronger than the gods?"

With that, Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back, stepped forward a few paces, and gazed into the distance. With supreme confidence, he spoke slowly:

"With the protection of the Angel God, no matter how the Ming Realm stirs up the wind and clouds, our Martial Soul Hall stands unmoved, overlooking the continent's upheavals!"

Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha!"

"Second Brother, did you see that? A Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo, another Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo!"

Yu Yuanzhen stared at the content revealed in succession, suddenly bursting into manic laughter.

Yet within that laughter was a tinge of bitterness, helplessness, and sorrow.

"This is the true foundation of Martial Soul Hall!"

"How can our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan ever compare..."

Yu Luomian, upon hearing this, could only force a bitter smile, unsure of what to say.

A Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo, coupled with a divine martial soul bestowed by a god.

These were the pinnacle existences on the continent—one could even call them legends.

His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had only a single Level Ninety-Five Super Douluo, ranked at the bottom. How could they possibly contend?

Not to mention that now, with the Heavenly Screen's rewards, Martial Soul Hall boasted three Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo.

If they wished to annihilate their clan, it would hardly take much effort.

Even with the clan's treasured True Dragon Nine Crowns boosting Big Brother's combat power, how many Super Douluo could he hold off? How many Extreme Douluo? And for how long?

It would only delay the inevitable death by a few moments.

With this thought, Yu Luomian's expression darkened as he shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Sigh."

"Big Brother's choice was right. Movies and TV might be the best path for our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"With the Heavenly Screen descending and the continent in turmoil, even as one of the Upper Three Sects, we have no means of self-preservation..."

Ning Fengzhi and his party had already returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Three Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo! And two of them can even harness the power of gods."

"These forces have hidden themselves well. If not for the Heavenly Screen's exposure, we would still be in the dark." Bone Douluo looked at the golden characters on the Heavenly Screen and shook his head with a sigh.

Jian Douluo Chenxin nodded affirmingly beside him, his voice grave: "I knew about Martial Soul Hall's Great Offering and Tang Chen."

"But I never expected that Sea God Island also harbored a Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo!"

Ning Fengzhi, however, was not as downcast as Chenxin and Gu Rong. Instead, a joyful smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the heavy expressions of the two beside him, he spoke: "Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle, there's no need to worry too much."

At this, Chenxin and Gu Rong both turned their gazes to Ning Fengzhi, puzzled by their Sect Master's thoughts.

"No matter how deeply Martial Soul Hall has hidden their strength, in the end, they only ranked eighth, sixth, and fifth."

"There are still four people ahead of them. It's not as if no one can check their power!"

At this point, Ning Fengzhi paused slightly, a meaningful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"If there are no other hidden powerhouses on this continent, then... those four are definitely People of the Ming Realm!"

"Now we just wait for that letter to reach the Lord of the Ming Realm."

"The curtain is about to rise on our Future Destiny!"

Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo both nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.

Then, a flash of madness flickered in Ning Fengzhi's eyes as he turned to Bone Douluo and spoke:

"Bone Uncle, I'd trouble you to go to Shrek Academy and bring Rongrong back."

At these words, both Jian and Bone Douluo couldn't help but frown.

"In any case, why bring Rongrong back at this time?" Bone Douluo asked, somewhat puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "For now, we wait for the Ming Realm's reply."

"As long as they agree, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will relocate and withdraw from the Heaven Dou Empire."

Upon hearing this, Jian and Bone Douluo both widened their eyes, staring at him in disbelief.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately understood what the two were thinking and promptly explained:

"The Ming Realm is now undeniably the strongest on the continent. If we don't show some sincerity, how can we gain a foothold there?"

"With my entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, plus this Vast Fortune as a gift, I believe even the Lord of the Ming Realm won't be able to refuse!"

Jian Douluo frowned slightly. "Fengzhi, even if the Underworld is formidable, there's no need to stake the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on it."

Bone Douluo nodded, agreeing with his Old Friend's sentiment.

He too was deeply puzzled.

But Ning Fengzhi shook his head, a resolute gleam in his eyes. "Now is the moment that decides the Future Destiny of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"How can we afford to hesitate like this? He who hesitates is lost!"

"Besides..."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the two Douluo and chuckled lightly. "Bone Uncle, don't you want to meet that mysterious powerhouse from the Sunset Forest who wielded spatial power?"

"Sword Uncle, don't you want to test your strength against the experts of the Ming Realm?"