Elegy for the End, The Wind God Cannot Be Profaned!

If the Skyward Harp is the pinnacle of single-target lethality, then this Elegy for the End is the peak of team augmentation!

Inside Godwind City.

Bai Chenxiang covered her small mouth, her eyes wide with shock.

"Second place... it really is second place!"

"Master didn't lie to us!"

Shui Bing'er and her sister were staring at the deep blue bow on the Sky Curtain, their expressions turning extremely strange.

After a long while, Shui Yue'er pointed at the screen and stammered:

"Sister, don't you think... that bow looks a bit familiar?"

Shui Bing'er took a deep breath and nodded.

"If you ignore that layer of divine light."

"It looks exactly like... the bow in the corner of Teacher's room, the one used to hold down the curtain so the wind wouldn't blow it in?"

Shui Yue'er felt her worldview collapsing.

She remembered very clearly that when she went to clean Teacher's room last time, she saw that bow.

Teacher had said at the time: "Oh, that thing? Just leave it there, nobody uses it anyway."

That was the second-ranked Supreme Divine Artifact on the entire continent!

It was actually being used to hold down a curtain?

That was just too casual!

That was simply a waste of a heavenly treasure!

Watching the two sisters' expressions of existential doubt, Venti remained remarkably calm.

He was still struggling with that apple, as if the artifact on the Sky Curtain that had shaken the entire continent had nothing to do with him at all.

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xue Beng sat in his study, his brows furrowed, appearing somewhat restless and anxious.

Just a moment ago, Yu Xiaogang had come again.

And he had come with a face full of anger and a hardline attitude.

"Your Majesty!"

"What are you still hesitating for?"

Yu Xiaogang stood before the desk, his voice raised a few notches.

"That Wind God City is openly defying the imperial decree and refusing to provide conscripts; this is a contempt for imperial power!"

"Furthermore, that City Lord Venti even laid hands on me, the Imperial Tutor. This is not just a slap to my face, but a slap to the face of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Xue Beng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

He looked at the image on the Sky Curtain, his tone hesitant:

"Grand Tutor, it is not that I am unwilling to send troops."

"But as you can see, that Venti... he is a Wind God!"

"He even possesses two Supreme Divine Artifacts. Can we really afford to provoke such an existence?"

Although Xue Beng was not a man of great talent, he knew how to seek advantages and avoid harm.

Angering a deity with such a background might result in the entire empire being buried along with him.

"Your Majesty is confused!"

Yu Xiaogang flicked his large sleeves, a look of frustration at the Emperor's lack of resolve appearing on his face.

"What Wind God?"

"He is merely a lucky man who had some fortuitous encounters and obtained a few divine artifacts!"

"If he truly possessed heaven-defying power, why would he shrink away in that tiny Godwind City?"

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, staring fixedly at Xue Beng, and began to apply pressure:

"Has Your Majesty forgotten that your teacher, the Tang Sect Master Tang San, now holds dual godhoods!"

"The Sea God and the Asura God are the true enforcers of the God Realm!"

"A mere wild god is utterly vulnerable before an orthodox deity!"

Mentioning Tang San, Xue Beng's gaze became slightly firmer.

That's right, he had Teacher Tang San on his side.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately struck while the iron was hot, a flash of cunning in his eyes:

"Your Majesty, just think about it."

"If Tang San were to obtain those two Supreme Divine Artifacts, his strength would inevitably skyrocket."

"By then, wouldn't wiping out the Spirit Hall Empire and unifying the continent be as easy as turning over one's hand?"

"This is for the sake of the common people of the world, and for the eternal foundation of the Empire!"

Xue Beng was somewhat moved by this grand reasoning, yet he still hesitated.

Seeing that the timing was right, Yu Xiaogang delivered the final blow with a cold sneer:

"If Your Majesty refrains from acting out of fear, and word of this were to spread, I fear it would damage Your Majesty's reputation."

"By then, the world will only know of the Godwind City lord, and not the Great Emperor of Heaven Dou!"

This sentence struck directly at Xue Beng's Achilles' heel.

He hated nothing more than being looked down upon.

"Fine!"

Xue Beng slammed his hand onto the table and stood up.

"The State Preceptor's words are reasonable!"

"Pass on my decree: Godwind City has defied the imperial order and intends to rebel!"

"Order the Tang Sect to take full responsibility for this matter. They must capture those treacherous rebels and seize... seize the divine weapons to replenish the national treasury!"

Having obtained the imperial decree, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Yu Xiaogang's stiff face.

Now, there was a legitimate cause for war.

That Venti was dead for sure this time.

Once Tang San obtained those two divine artifacts, he, as his teacher, would certainly have to borrow them to "study" them thoroughly.

If he could penetrate the mysteries of such Supreme Divine Artifacts, perhaps his stagnant theories could achieve a new breakthrough!

As for whether that Venti was worthy?

Hmph, for a dead man, whether he is worthy or not no longer matters.

Heaven Dou City, Tang Sect assembly hall.

The sound of everyone's breathing rose and fell.

Dai Mubai stared fixedly at the azure longbow on the Sky Curtain, his eyes bloodshot, with undisguised greed churning in their depths.

Yet another Supreme Divine Artifact.

That pretty boy named Venti, by what right?

He had never liked that green-clad youth; his slacker attitude was enough to make one feel disgusted just looking at him.

That guy had even humiliated him in public before; Dai Mubai had kept that account in his heart and carved it into his bones.

He had originally thought that guy was just a lucky Title Douluo, never expecting him to be a "Wind God" with so many hidden cards.

But so what?

Dai Mubai turned his head and glanced at Tang San, who was sitting in the main seat.

Although Tang San's expression was calm, the fingers slightly tightening on the table betrayed the turbulence in his heart.

As brothers for so many years, Dai Mubai understood Tang San too well.

Tang San was a man who emphasized "taking through proper channels," but this "proper channel" was often defined by himself.

That Venti possessed such great treasures yet lacked the power to protect them; in Tang San's eyes, this was the original sin.

Tang San will definitely make a move.

Dai Mubai calculated secretly in his heart.

As long as Tang San took action, that Venti would surely die.

Even if those two bows were powerful, Venti was ultimately just an unheard-of wild god; how could he compare to Tang San, who had inherited the dual god positions of the orthodox Sea God and Asura God?

The Asura God was the enforcer of the God Realm, the master of slaughter!

Once Tang San killed Venti and seized the divine artifacts, given their relationship, he might be able to get a share. Even if he couldn't get a Supreme Divine Artifact, just a few scraps would be enough for him to benefit infinitely.

Thinking of the scene where Venti died miserably under the Asura Demon Sword, a twisted sense of pleasure surged in Dai Mubai's heart.

On the main seat.

Tang San's gaze had indeed never left the Sky Curtain.

"Elegy for the End..."

He silently recited the name in his heart.

Infinite energy recharge, party-wide buffs.

For the impending all-out war against the Spirit Hall Empire, this was simply a stabilizing force.

If this bow were in the hands of Ning Rongrong, paired with the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Tang Sect's army would be invincible.