"This had already gone beyond what mortals could fathom. It was something that truly ought to be considered by gods."
Bo Saixi turned around and gazed at the imposing Sea God statue, letting out a faint sigh.
Sea Maiden furrowed her delicate brows and asked anxiously, "High Priestess, even now, you still cannot contact Lord Sea God?"
The Sky Screen had revealed one incomprehensible secret technique after another, creatures from another world, and bizarre projections of gods. It had long surpassed the limits of mortal understanding, filling everyone with fear and unease.
A rare trace of worry appeared on Bo Saixi's face as she slowly shook her head. "Still no response. It is as though an invisible barrier has completely cut us off."
From the very moment the Sky Screen appeared, she had devoutly attempted to communicate with the God Realm through the Sea God statue. Yet it had been like casting stones into the sea, without the slightest reply, as if the God Realm and this continent had been forcibly severed from one another!
Spirit Hall's Worship Hall
Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the Death God on the Sky Screen. Unable to suppress his shock, he asked a similar question.
"Big Brother, does that bizarre phantom truly count as a god?"
Qian Daoliu did not answer directly. His gaze was deep, and his tone meaningful. "They all possess terrifying power beyond the mortal realm. Whether they are gods or not, what difference does it make to us?"
His tone shifted, and his expression became increasingly grave. "If a secret technique like the Dead Demon Consuming Seal can be replicated and widely spread, then we must raise our assessment of the Naruto Continent's level of strength by several tiers."
Mighty Lion Douluo nodded repeatedly, his heart full of shock. "That move is tyrannical to the extreme! I truly have no idea how they created such Ninjutsu. It can actually communicate with the Death God and even form a contract!"
Falling Devil Douluo wore a complicated expression and muttered to himself, unable to accept reality. "Could it be... that the Soul Skills we have relied on all our lives have truly become shackles that limit our horizons and imprison the upper limits of our cultivation?"
The hall fell silent. No one answered.
The Ninjutsu, Sealing Techniques, spatial divine abilities, and spirit summons displayed by the Sky Screen were all mysterious and unfathomable. They had completely broken free of the Soul Masters' established cultivation framework, their brilliance leaving everyone powerless and shaken.
Spirit Hall's Pope Palace
The light from the Sky Screen spilled down, and the sinister, bizarre projection of the Death God entered everyone's sight.
Hu Liena frowned and curled her lips in disgust. "What an ugly god. Just looking at it gives me the creeps."
"Nana! You must hold reverence toward unknown beings. Do not judge them carelessly."
Bibi Dong's expression suddenly turned stern, and she rebuked her in an unusually harsh tone.
This was the first time Bibi Dong had spoken to her so severely. Hu Liena immediately pursed her lips in grievance and replied softly, "I understand, Teacher..."
Yet inwardly, she was secretly angry. The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. It was all Yu Zhi's fault. Ever since he arrived, Teacher's attention had been focused on him. She no longer cherished her alone as she had before.
With that thought, Hu Liena turned toward Yu Zhi and gave a heavy snort, her hostility obvious.
Yu Zhi did not take it to heart. Instead, he found it amusing.
After all, he would be her martial grandfather in the future. There was no need to bicker with a junior.
Besides, he understood perfectly well why Bibi Dong had suddenly become angry.
Bibi Dong had always cared deeply about appearances. Even her own Martial Soul Avatar was too ferocious and ugly, so she normally refused to reveal it lightly.
Not to mention that she had inherited the Rakshasa God. After all, the Rakshasa God's appearance could hardly be called beautiful!
There had even been one time when he absorbed Bibi Dong's resentment, accumulated over many years, and got so carried away that he accidentally alerted the Rakshasa God lurking in secret.
The Rakshasa God had intended to sow discord. It directly seized control of Bibi Dong by force and made her reveal her Martial Soul Avatar, hoping Yu Zhi would show disgust and fear. Through that, it wanted to shatter Bibi Dong's mental defenses and make her fall into even deeper darkness.
But who was Yu Zhi?!
After being reshaped by his previous life, his sense of aesthetics left the Rakshasa God utterly dumbfounded!
In his eyes, Bibi Dong's Martial Soul Avatar was not ugly at all. Her upper body fully displayed her exquisite figure, while her lower body was that of a beast girl, carrying an entirely different kind of seductive charm.
When Bibi Dong broke free from control and regained consciousness, she had expected to see a disgusted, fearful gaze. Instead, what met her eyes was Yu Zhi's blazing stare, fixed directly on her.
If she had woken up any later, she probably would have been locked in the secret chamber a second time!
And that line—"Teacher, how do you have such a beautiful form too?!"—was something Bibi Dong could never forget!
After that accident, everything quietly changed.
A beautiful married woman who had borne resentment for years and was insecure and sensitive because of her Martial Soul's appearance—Bibi Dong—met a young man who could absorb her resentment and was even obsessed with her Martial Soul Avatar. The defenses and barriers in her heart completely crumbled, and her favorability toward him nearly maxed out!
Speaking of which, he really ought to thank the Rakshasa God for its inexplicable divine assist.
Before that, Bibi Dong had merely regarded him as a valuable pawn she had casually nurtured.
Yu Zhi's thoughts returned to the present, and he could not help lifting his eyes toward Bibi Dong. By coincidence, she was looking at him as well.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze carrying a trace of nostalgia.
Their years of tacit understanding connected in an instant. Bibi Dong immediately understood what he was thinking, a faint blush quietly rising on her cheeks. She shot him a reproachful look and secretly grumbled in her heart:
Little pervert. Your tastes are really strange, and you always treat seeing my Martial Soul Avatar as some kind of reward. You have absolutely no decorum!
Hu Liena stood nearby, watching the two exchange glances. She only felt like an extra who did not belong there at all. She should not have been here!
The light and shadow of the Sky Screen shifted, and a sorrowful yet stirring scene slowly unfolded.
[Kushina Uzumaki looked at Minato Namikaze in disbelief, stunned. Her emotions instantly collapsed as she lost control and questioned her husband.]
["He is our biological son! Precisely because of that, I absolutely do not want Naruto to bear such a heavy fate and responsibility from childhood!"]
[Her voice trembled. The more she spoke, the more emotional she became, until her words nearly turned into a heart-wrenching scream:]
["Why must it be the Dead Demon Consuming Seal? Just so I can briefly see what Naruto will look like when he grows up, you are willing to pay with your life and throw yourself into death?"]
["I only want you to live well, stay by Naruto's side, and protect him as he grows up safely! For the balance of the Tailed Beasts? For the village? For the country? Must Naruto sacrifice his entire life, and must you sacrifice yourself too?"]
[Minato Namikaze looked grief-stricken, yet his resolve remained firm as he answered in a deep voice:]
["To abandon one's country is like abandoning one's closest flesh and blood. You are from the fallen Land of Whirlpools, so you should understand better than anyone what kind of displaced, cruel, and difficult life the survivors of a ruined nation must endure."]
["Besides, our entire family are Ninja. Protecting the village is our destiny. Though your time as Naruto's mother has been short, the character and heart you taught him are something I can never hope to match."]
[His gaze was gentle yet resolute. "Being willing to die for one's child is the duty a parent ought to fulfill."]
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