Qian Ye, the Old Ancestor of the Qian Family?! Golden Crocodile Douluo's Guess!

The crowd spoke up one after another, and not a single person believed that Dugu Bo would dare to resist.

Tang San listened to Ning Rongrong's words, but a trace of displeasure flashed through his heart.

He swept a faint glance at Ning Rongrong and thought to himself:

His life was given by me, so naturally, I can take it back at any time.

I hope he knows what is good for him.

In the courtyard at Jialing Pass.

Qian Ye watched the Heavenly Vault Golden List, the interest in his eyes growing ever more intense.

Dragon God...

Water and Fire Dragon Kings...

What truly nostalgic names.

He picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and some long-forgotten memories surfaced in his mind.

Once upon a time, that arrogant dragon had also listened to the Dao under his seat, treating him with the utmost respect.

"Master."

Seeing that Qian Ye seemed quite interested in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Qian Renxue asked curiously:

"You seem... to know this treasure land very well? Could it be that you have been there before?"

She always felt that there was not a hint of surprise on this master's face, as if everything were within his expectations.

This feeling made her increasingly curious about Qian Ye's identity.

Qian Ye set down his teacup and stood up.

"Let's go."

"Let's go take a look."

He spoke only these few words indifferently before striding out of the courtyard.

Qian Renxue was slightly startled, then a look of wild joy appeared on her face.

Master is going to take me with him?

This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity!

Perhaps this time, I will be able to uncover some clues about Master's identity!

She hurriedly followed, her heart filled with anticipation.

However, just as they were about to leave the courtyard, the image on the Heavenly Vault Golden List suddenly changed!

It was no longer a replay of the past, but a scene of the future!

In the image, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well remained the same, but at the entrance, a massive stone tablet had been erected!

On the tablet, several large characters were carved with bold, sweeping strokes!

[Restricted Area of the Tang Sect, Trespassers Will Die!]

This scene left everyone stunned.

The barrage of comments froze for a moment, then began to refresh at an even more frantic speed!

[Wait! What is going on? A Tang Sect restricted area?]

[Am I seeing this right? Isn't the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well Dugu Bo's? How did it become the Tang Sect's?]

[Tang Sect... isn't that Tang San's sect? So, Tang San ends up seizing the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well after all?!]

[Good heavens! I have to say, good heavens! This way of eating is just too ugly!]

At the Poison Douluo's residence.

Dugu Bo watched the image in the sky, standing rooted to the spot, completely dumbfounded.

The color drained from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving him deathly pale.

Seized...

He actually really seized my home!

A surge of immense humiliation and unwillingness welled up in his heart.

But immediately, this unwillingness turned into a deep sense of powerlessness.

He knew.

He could not stop it.

Facing the now monstrously powerful Tang San and Shrek, what could he, a single Title Douluo, possibly do?

To resist was to choose death.

Dugu Bo slowly closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Above the firmament, the visions of the future gradually dissipated.

Yet, the radiance of the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking reached its zenith at this very moment!

Everyone knew that the most thrilling moment was about to arrive!

[Ranking concluded, beginning distribution of rewards!]

A line of golden characters was clearly imprinted into the eyes of everyone.

The barrage was instantly flooded with the word "reward."

[It's here, it's here! Finally, the reward phase!]

[Eighth place on the Rare Treasures List, what will the reward be? A gift pack of divine-grade immortal herbs?]

[I bet it's a Dragon King's remnant soul! Awarded directly to Dugu Bo!]

Dugu Bo also snapped his eyes open, staring fixedly at the sky.

This was his final chance!

If the Heavenly Dao could bestow upon him sufficient power...

Perhaps, there was still a possibility for him to protect his home!

Above the firmament, ten thousand zhang of golden light dyed the entire sky into a brilliant, resplendent gold.

Lines of brand-new characters slowly condensed into shape under the gaze of the masses.

[Eighth place on the Rare Treasures List—Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well]

[Owner: Dugu Bo]

[Reward: Ice and Fire Sacred Land]

[Commentary: This location shall transform into a true blessed land, capable of spontaneously gestating heaven and earth spiritual objects and peerless immortal herbs. Cultivating within it can cleanse the marrow and cut the tendons, shed one's mortal body and exchange one's bones, and purify the bloodline. It is a supreme treasure land for soul masters!]

When the final line of text fell, the entire continent, whether human or soul beast, fell into a brief state of daze.

The next moment, the barrage beneath the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking exploded with an unprecedented, violent intensity!

[A Sacred Land?! Did I read that right? It rewarded an entire piece of land as a Sacred Land?!]

[It can gestate immortal herbs on its own? And it can help people shed their mortal bodies? My god, this reward is too heaven-defying!]

[Dugu Bo's ancestral grave must be smoking with good fortune! This isn't just the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well; this is clearly a mobile treasury, a cradle capable of mass-producing geniuses!]

[I'm crying! Why don't I have a home like that! Dugu Bo, from today on, you are my dear grandfather from a different father and mother!]

Inside the Allied Forces Camp, the atmosphere was deathly silent.

Everyone from Shrek, including Tang San, had faces filled with shock.

Following closely, this shock transformed into an overwhelming greed and jealousy, gnawing at their hearts like vipers.

"A... Sacred Land?"

Oscar's voice was trembling; he knew the benefits of immortal herbs better than anyone.

But now, that place could actually mass-produce immortal herbs and even directly alter a soul master's constitution!

Ma Hongjun's eyes turned red, his breathing as heavy as an ox.

"This... this place should have been ours! It should have been Third Brother's!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and said word by word:

"That's right! If not for Third Brother, Dugu Bo would have died long ago! This Sacred Land rightfully belongs to Shrek!"

The gazes of the crowd fell in unison upon Tang San.

Tang San's expression was so gloomy it could drip water; he stared fixedly at the sky, the fire of greed in his eyes almost turning into substance.

That was not merely a treasure land.

That was the foundation of a sect, the heritage of a deity!

With it, his Tang Sect would be able to tower above all other forces in the shortest amount of time!

Star Dou Great Forest.

Di Tian and the other fierce beasts looked at the reward on the Gold Ranking, their eyes filled with envy.

"A Sacred Land... if our soul beast clan could possess such a place, why worry about not being able to revive." Zi Ji sighed softly.

Gu Yuena's gaze was profound, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

Jialing Pass.

The Title Douluo of Martial Soul Hall were also in a state of agitation, their faces filled with envy and worry.

"For such a treasure trove to fall into the hands of Dugu Bo, I know not whether it is a blessing or a curse."

"He is on good terms with Shrek; I fear this sacred ground will ultimately fall into the hands of Tang San."

Within the Worship Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly.

He recalled that just a moment ago, the Young Mistress Qian Renxue had departed with that mysterious Qian Ye, and their direction appeared to be none other than the Sunset Forest.

For some reason, the portrait of the First Generation Angel Deity, kept in the deepest reaches of the Worship Hall, suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The man in the painting, possessing an overwhelming majesty, bore a faint, elusive resemblance in spirit to Qian Ye, who appeared to be nothing more than a youth.