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

It had faded, and grown distant!

The only thing he cared about now was avenging Xiao Wu!

But just then,

the list of backup candidates appeared.

[First backup candidate: Holy Soul Village chief, Old Jack]

[Second backup candidate: Shrek Academy teacher, Zhao Wuji (Level 79 assault-type Soul Master)]

[Third backup candidate: Shrek Academy, Sea God inheritor, Tang San (Level 69 control-type Soul Master)]

"How could Teacher Zhao... and Third Brother be on it too?!"

"Little San!"

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others cried out in alarm.

Xiao Wu had already been buried in the Prehistoric World. Now that Tang San had also become a backup candidate, how could they not panic?

Tang San was the unquestioned soul of their team.

If anything happened to him as well, the team would truly fall apart!

"Hmph, what are you worried about? You should be celebrating instead!"

Before Tang San could respond, Bo Saixi became displeased.

"With Lord Sea God leading the way, by the time it is your turn, Lord Sea God will have already subdued the Prehistoric World!"

She slightly raised her chin, her words filled with absolute confidence in the Sea God.

"As the Sea God's inheritor, not only will you be able to meet a deity then, you will also gain power and honor second only to one and above tens of thousands."

"Is that not a tremendous opportunity?"

Her gaze swept toward Tang San, and her voice carried a trace of displeasure,

along with a hint of barely concealed jealousy.

She had never forgotten that Tang San had once considered giving up his inheritance!

"Hiss—"

After hearing Bo Saixi's words, the panic on Dai Mubai and the others' faces quickly faded, replaced by naked envy.

"Third Brother! When you get there, you have to save Rongrong!"

Oscar was the first to rush over, grabbing Tang San's leg and pleading.

"Yes, yes, yes! Rongrong has suffered terribly! You must tear that old dog to pieces!"

Ma Hongjun hurriedly echoed him, then shamelessly leaned closer.

"Third Brother, once you get settled over there, don't forget to give your brothers a hand!"

"Don't worry. I've remembered every single one of them!"

Tang San replied, then turned and gave Bo Saixi a deep bow, his manner respectful and sincere.

"Earlier, this junior lost his reason in grief and anger and offended the High Priest in many ways. I hope you can forgive me!"

His principles had always been flexible.

Now that he saw benefits ahead, he immediately changed his attitude and groveled.

After Bo Saixi's earlier explanation, he had also gained greater confidence in the God Realm and the Sea God.

If he could borrow the Sea God's power,

then killing Tang Chen to avenge Xiao Wu would be no difficult matter.

Perhaps, with the Sea God's methods, reviving Xiao Wu was not impossible either!

Six beams of golden light descended from the sky, and Gui Mei and the other five instantly vanished from the Douluo World.

[Fifth perspective: Gui Mei]

When Ghost Douluo opened his eyes again, he found himself in a world shrouded in gray mist.

A chill seeped into his bones.

Faint sobs and whimpers drifted through the air,

the sounds burrowing into his ears

until his scalp tingled and his mind grew unsteady!

"Hmph! What wandering ghost dares trespass into the Netherworld Court's sacred grounds?!"

An iron chain wrapped in dense black qi shot through the air, treating his body as if it were nothing,

and drilled straight into his chest.

There was no blood, yet it felt as though his soul had been pierced through and locked in place!

The gray mist parted.

A monster with a horse's head and a human body emerged.

Its eyes were as large as bronze bells, glowing with an eerie green light, and its face was savage and terrifying.

On the black robe over its chest,

two ghastly white characters were embroidered: Ghost Messenger!

Ghost Douluo had thought his own appearance strange enough, yet even he was trembling in fear now!

More terrifying still,

he was actually bound in place, unable to move!

"Mercy, my lord... I-I entered this place by mistake..."

Knowing he could not escape this calamity, Ghost Douluo begged.

"Cut the nonsense. If you want to argue, argue before Lord Yama!"

Horse-Face grinned, secretly overjoyed.

He had barely stepped outside when he ran into someone trespassing in the Netherworld Court. This merit was far easier to earn than capturing ten living souls!

Before the Sky Screen,

the billions of viewers across the Douluo Continent witnessed that despairing scene.

Gui Mei, a Title Douluo,

was utterly powerless before that horse-faced monster. He was instantly captured by the chain and dragged into the depths of the thick mist!

"It's over. Ghost Douluo is finished..."

"H-He's fallen into a wolf den..."

"Chrysanthemum Douluo just went there, and now Ghost Douluo too... Sigh, what a pair of ill-fated lovers... Spirit Hall will probably be furious enough to spit blood!"

Gui Mei and Yue Guan had been Spirit Hall's inseparable twin generals. Now, they had fallen in the Prehistoric World one after another. It was truly lamentable!

Bibi Dong was also exceptionally enraged, and all of Martial Soul Mountain trembled beneath her fury!

Gui Mei, bound by the chain, was dragged along by Horse-Face.

He stumbled through the gray mist, taking deep steps and shallow ones.

Along the way,

he saw a female ghost in white with a tongue dragging to the ground, and a headless ghost clutching its own head as it let out bloodcurdling wails.

The farther forward he went... the more bizarre and grotesque ghosts appeared!

The miserable howls, the clattering of chains dragging over the ground, and the mournful whistling of the omnipresent yin wind all mingled together.

They nearly scared this "Ghost Douluo" out of his wits!

The audience before the Sky Screen

was also terrified out of their senses by the horrifying sight, their faces as pale as paper.

"Could this... truly be Hell?"

"It's too horrifying..."

At the end of the gray mist, the scene before them abruptly changed.

Countless wandering ghosts gathered before a massive gate.

Above it hung three blood-red characters, brimming with baleful qi and chilling terror:

Ghost Gate!

The instant those three characters appeared, an invisible chill pierced through the Sky Screen and swept across the Douluo Continent!