Dai Mubai Dies a Tragic Death! Neuvillette Confronts the Lightning Tribulation! Grand Ceremony of Eternal Flow!

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Hearing the name "Xiao Wu," the red light in Tang San's eyes finally began to fade.

He took a deep look at Shui Yue'er, then glanced at the corpse of Dai Mubai.

That gaze was as cold and venomous as a viper.

"Retreat!"

Tang San had to grind his back teeth to squeeze out that single word.

Following his command, the Heaven Dou army retreated like a receding tide.

In the sky, the massive Golden Ranking List trembled once more.

A grand, majestic voice echoed across the entire continent.

[Strength Ranking, 19th Place—Chen Xin!]

[Level: 97!]

The images shifted.

An old man dressed in white, possessing the refined air of an immortal, appeared upon the Sky Screen.

It was none other than Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.

Immediately following, the scene that broke everyone's hearts appeared on the screen.

The Soul Hunting Operation.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was facing a catastrophe.

Chen Xin, with nothing but his sword, fought four Title Douluo from Martial Soul Hall alone.

To protect the sect and cover the retreat of Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong, he gave everything he had.

In the end, his right arm was severed.

Blood stained his white robes red, yet he still stood tall and proud, like an unbreakable sword.

The scene switched back to reality.

On the ramparts of Jialing Pass, Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Xin, who was sheathing his sword, and stared at his empty sleeve, her face already covered in tears.

"Sword Grandpa..."

However, the Sky Screen did not end there.

That was merely the past.

A more shocking [Scene] slowly unfolded.

The screen turned dim and oppressive, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

It was the future of Jialing Pass.

Bibi Dong had already ascended to godhood, the pressure of the Rakshasa God overwhelming the world.

Tang San was hanging by a thread.

At that moment of despair, two figures soared into the sky.

It was Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

"Old Bone, let's go!"

"Old Sword-man, don't try to steal the spotlight from me this time!"

The two exchanged a smile, a tacit understanding that transcended life and death.

The next moment, the Seven Kill Sword and the Bone Dragon martial soul merged.

With mortal bodies, they launched a charge against the god high above.

Even knowing it was like a moth flying into a flame.

Even knowing that death was certain.

In this moment, their backs appeared more magnificent than any god.

Boom—!

A god-level attack descended.

The Seven Kill Sword shattered, and the Bone Dragon was pulverized.

The two Title Douluo turned into a sky full of bone and blood, leaving not even a corpse behind.

All of this was just to buy a glimmer of hope for Tang San.

The image froze amidst the rain of blood, filled with endless sorrow and heroism.

"No!!!"

Ning Rongrong let out a heart-wrenching cry, collapsing to the ground, weeping until she nearly fainted.

She knew full well that this was a future that had yet to come to pass.

Yet that sense of reality, that pain of losing her closest kin, made it impossible for her to breathe.

Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa had actually died in the end just to save others.

They died so miserably that not even a scrap of them remained.

Skywater City, City Lord Mansion.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was somewhat subtle.

Di Tian watched the images on the Sky Screen, a flicker of emotion passing through his golden eyes.

He set down the teacup in his hand and sighed softly.

"This man, he was truly loyal and valiant."

"It is just a pity that he followed the wrong person and believed in the wrong fate."

There was a hint of mockery in Di Tian's voice, mixed with a touch of regret.

"When everyone else could have lived, it had to be these two most loyal old fellows who died."

"The world of humans is indeed filled with schemes at every turn."

"Beneath the halos of those so-called gods, everything is paved with the corpses of these loyal ministers and righteous men."

Neuvillette, sitting in the main seat, glanced sideways slightly.

He had not expected this Beast God to have such a clear perspective on things.

This was a plot-mandated death.

To highlight the protagonist's misery and to trigger the protagonist's outburst, the lives of supporting characters were no longer treated as lives.

"This is also the price of 'justice', I suppose."

Neuvillette said indifferently, his tone as calm as water.

Just then.

Bi Ji, who had been sitting cross-legged the entire time, suddenly erupted with an astonishing aura.

She opened her eyes, her emerald pupils filled with panic.

"Oh no!"

"The breakthrough is too fast; it has triggered the Heavenly Tribulation!"

Before the words had even faded.

Above the City Lord Mansion, the originally clear sky was instantly covered in dark clouds.

Thick tribulation clouds churned, thunder roared within them, and purple lightning snakes danced wildly.

That was the destructive lightning tribulation aimed at fierce beasts.

Bi Ji's face turned deathly pale.

Although her cultivation had skyrocketed, she was completely unprepared to undergo the tribulation.

This lightning tribulation had arrived too fiercely; if it struck within Skywater City, it would likely cleave half the City Lord Mansion to pieces.

"City Lord, quickly let me out, I cannot implicate..."

Bi Ji was so anxious she started to rush outside.

However.

A slender, powerful hand gently pressed down on her shoulder.

Neuvillette stood up, his other hand adjusting the tie at his collar.

His expression was as calm as if he were watching a light drizzle outside the window.

"Guests are guests."

"In this Skywater City, without my permission, even the heavenly thunder is not allowed to fall."

Neuvillette walked slowly to the entrance of the hall and looked up at the sky full of tribulation clouds.

Beside him, Furina was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed, holding a small cake in her hand.

Seeing this, her heterochromatic eyes sparkled, and her slender, beautiful legs swayed in the air, her fair skin dazzling under the lights.

"Oh my, Neuvillette is going to show off again."

"Is this the majesty of the Iudex?"

"What an interesting side show."

Though she teased him with her words, her eyes were filled with pride.

Neuvillette ignored her antics and simply lifted the cane in his hand.

"Grand Ceremony of Eternal Flow."

BOOM--!

As his deep voice fell.

The water elements throughout Skywater City instantly boiled.

Nine colossal phantom water dragons roared out from the void.

They were not condensed from mundane soul power, but were the manifestation of pure laws of water.

Each water dragon exuded an ancient and noble aura, as if they were masters from the primordial deep sea.

The nine dragons circled, soaring straight into the clouds.

Finally, they converged in mid-air into a massive, azure water dragon sword.

That sword spanned the space between heaven and earth.

It forcefully held back the violent heavenly lightning that was about to descend.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!

The terrifying lightning struck the water sword, yet it was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to stir even a single ripple.

Water overcomes fire, but in the hands of Neuvillette, water can also suppress lightning.

That was the suppression of absolute power.

Bi Ji stared blankly at that back.

She watched the man who held a staff in one hand and blocked the world-destroying lightning tribulation with nothing but a manifestation.

Her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

That strength, that composure, and that sense of security that shielded everything.

For a Soul Beast that revered the strong, it was simply the most lethal poison.

Bi Ji clasped her hands to her chest, the adoration in her eyes practically overflowing.

In a corner nearby.

Bing Di, who had been observing silently, saw Bi Ji's expression and helplessly pouted.

She tugged on Xue Di's sleeve and muttered in a low voice:

"It's over, Sister Xue Di."

"Another fangirl has been born."

"Did we also have such silly expressions back then?"