Douluo: I, the Prehistoric Dao Venerable, Am Being Live-Streamed by the Sky Screen

However, when countless male creatures across the continent witnessed that clean, decisive "slash,"

they could not help but feel a chill between their legs,

and a faint, indescribable sorrow welled up within them!

Shui Yue'er stood there with her mouth agape before finally closing it after a long while.

In the end, she could only hold her forehead and sigh:

"How did my sister's whole style become... so bizarre?"

[Ice Demon Bear, dead!]

[Survival time: 2 days, 8 hours, 43 minutes, 1 second]

[Cause of death: Exhaustion!]

[Since the Douluo World has gained a preliminary understanding of the Prehistoric World, substitute mode is now activated!]

[Number of substitute slots this round: 3]

[Randomly selecting candidates!]

The Sky Screen's sudden announcement stunned everyone before throwing them into an uproar!

Tiandou Imperial Palace.

"Don't pick me... Please, don't pick me!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had previously maintained a dignified appearance, turned deathly pale the moment he heard the Sky Screen's announcement, his lips trembling.

"I-I still have to help Heaven Dou resist Spirit Hall. My theories haven't been carried forward yet... I can't go and throw my life away!"

He stared fixedly at the Sky Screen, no longer caring about decorum or appearances.

Of course, he coveted the Prehistoric World's heavenly treasures, and he was also jealous of Shui Bing'er's soaring cultivation.

But he had not forgotten how those people before them had died.

Blown apart by spiritual energy, bitten to death by venomous insects, torn to pieces by Ferocious Beasts...

Yu Xiaogang was now Heaven Dou's imperial tutor.

His disciple Tang San possessed the potential to become a god.

Fame and glory were right before his eyes. How could he gamble with his life at a time like this?

Xue Beng, seated upon the throne, also tensed up, but as the ruler of a nation, he was deeply calculating and quickly steadied himself.

He cast a disdainful glance at Yu Xiaogang.

Then he declared loudly:

"Everyone, opportunity lies before us! Any citizen of Heaven Dou fortunate enough to obtain this fortune shall become a meritorious subject of the empire!"

His gaze swept across the assembled officials.

"Those willing to cooperate with the imperial family may take as much gold, silver, and treasure as they wish. Their clansmen may all be granted noble titles and high office!"

"Even if they should unfortunately perish... I will still treat their relatives generously, and they shall enjoy the empire's favor forever!"

Upon hearing this, the unrest among the civil and military officials below gradually settled, and they all bowed and shouted in unison:

"Your Majesty is benevolent and virtuous!"

The corners of Xue Beng's lips curled upward slightly.

He knew very well that those who truly returned from the Prehistoric World

might not care for such promises.

But their clans and descendants were all in Heaven Dou.

Sooner or later, they would have to acknowledge this favor!

At one side of the hall, Ning Fengzhi utterly disdained Xue Beng's immature tactics. What concerned him more was Ning Rongrong!

His daughter's cultivation was indeed increasing.

But every day, she was tormented by that black dog in all sorts of ways.

As her father, his heart felt as though it were being sawed apart by a dull blade.

"May the heavens open their eyes and let me cut that damned dog to death with one strike!"

Sword Douluo gritted his teeth and prayed.

[Ding. First selected participant: Former Clear Sky Sect Master, King of Slaughter Tang Chen (Level 99 assault-type Soul Master)]

The Sky Screen's image shifted.

Amid the pervasive crimson mist, a figure clad in a blood-red robe sat high upon a scarlet throne.

His face was covered in bewitching blood-red markings, and he leaned upon a greatsword that seemed to have been forged from blood itself.

"Tang Chen? No... I am the King of Slaughter!"

He slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed upon the Sky Screen.

"But it makes no difference! I shall use the blood of the Prehistoric World... to prove my name of slaughter!"

Within the Clear Sky Sect, an uproar erupted instantly.

"It's the Sect Master! It's the old Sect Master Tang Chen!!"

A terrifying light burst from Second Elder's clouded eyes.

Even though Tang Chen's appearance had changed drastically, he recognized that figure etched into his mind at a glance.

He was the backbone of the Clear Sky Sect.

He was the name that had once made the entire continent tremble!

"Grandfather..."

Tang Xiao murmured, his eyes filled with conflicted emotions.

"Alas, what a pity... We failed to welcome Grandfather back sooner!"

"Bastard! Are you questioning the Sect Master?"

Second Elder suddenly turned, glaring furiously at Tang Xiao.

"Since the Sect Master has appeared, it is the will of heaven!"

"Even a junior like Shui Bing'er can gain a foothold in the Prehistoric World. With the Sect Master's abilities, he will surely seize every opportunity and sweep across the eight directions!"

His entire body trembled.

Not from fear, but from fanatical excitement:

"The day the Clear Sky Sect returns as king is right before us!"

Within Spirit Hall,

the moment Tang Chen's name appeared on the Sky Screen,

Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet.

How could she not know Tang Chen's reputation?

"So the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen... He hid himself well."

A cold glint flickered in her eyes before turning into disdain.

"He is merely an old relic!"

"The Prehistoric World... is not a place where one can run rampant through strength alone!"

Though unwilling, she had no choice but to admit that the Prehistoric World was far beyond what Douluo could compare to.

Even so,

she still looked down on this so-called "number one man of Douluo."

Within the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu let out a soft sigh, his emotions complicated.

"So he truly did not die..."

The reappearance of an old acquaintance stirred countless feelings within him.

But in the end, they condensed into a quiet murmur:

"Still, things have changed and people are no longer the same! I hope you... gain something from this!"

Tang Chen's return shook countless people.

Before they could react,

the second substitute participant appeared!

[Ding. Second selected participant: Extreme North, Snow Empress (690,000-year Soul Beast)]