Xu Qing Was Like a God!

Dai Mubai looked ashen as well, silently clenching his fists.

Yu Xiaogang covered the stump of his arm, blood continuously seeping out as he curled up on the ground, his entire body convulsing from pain.

His pale face was filled with intense terror.

The confidence with which he had once clamored to raze Blue Silver Academy to the ground was now draining away like floodwaters from a breached dam.

If even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect backed down, then people like them, with no one to rely on, would never leave this mountain alive.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and weakly called out toward Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Master Ning... you can't retreat."

"They're clearly just putting on a bluff."

"If you retreat today, everyone across the continent will laugh at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for being useless..."

Just as the Shrek group cried out in despair.

Bibi Dong, clad in magnificent papal robes atop the platform, suddenly moved.

Her posture was languid, yet she exuded an absolute air of superiority that no one present could ignore.

Her fair, slender fingers casually toyed with the Pope Scepter in her hand, set with priceless gemstones.

Her beautiful eyes slowly swept across the crowd before finally settling on Ning Fengzhi's livid face, a deeply mocking glint flashing through her gaze.

"Sect Master Ning."

"Why have you stopped already?"

Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, her crisp and pleasant voice echoing clearly across the deathly silent square.

"I set aside a pile of Spirit Hall affairs and traveled all this way to attend this birthday banquet."

"The Thunder Fury of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was rather short-lived, wasn't it?"

"If this ends so hastily, wouldn't that disappoint all the spectators gathered here today?"

These words were like salt mixed with thorns, viciously ground into Ning Fengzhi's bloody wound.

Ning Fengzhi abruptly turned his head.

He forcibly suppressed the fury surging in his heart, and even his breathing grew much heavier.

"Your Holiness, you jest."

"This is a private matter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Whether we fight or make peace is naturally for us to consider."

"There is no need for Spirit Hall to trouble itself with offering guidance here."

Bibi Dong gave a soft laugh.

She lightly tapped her scepter against the white jade floor beneath her feet.

Clang.

That crisp impact made everyone present tense up.

"A private matter?"

"Sect Master Ning, those are rather distant words."

"Soul Masters across the world are one family, and the sects are bound together by common cause."

"Besides, Blue Silver Academy has recently been making quite a name for itself. It is already the most dazzling rising star in the Soul Master world."

Bibi Dong leaned forward slightly, her phoenix eyes boring into Ning Fengzhi's.

"One of my Red Cardinals reported a very interesting piece of news to me."

"Just half a month ago."

"Blue Silver Academy sent several young disciples who had yet to graduate down the mountain for training."

"They happened to pass through your Heaven Dou City."

"Hasn't your Heaven Dou Empire always claimed that the Royal Academy gathered the greatest talents in the land and represented the empire's hope for the future?"

There was undisguised mockery in Bibi Dong's laughter.

"But what happened?"

"Several disciples from Blue Silver Academy merely exchanged a few moves with them."

"In fewer than three moves."

"They beat your proud Royal Academy prodigies so badly that they could not even crawl, humiliating them beyond measure."

The entire venue erupted in uproar.

The people of the Star Luo Empire widened their eyes and turned to look at Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince, Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe sat in his chair with a livid expression.

His hands clenched tightly into fists, his knuckles cracking.

At the time, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family had tightly sealed away all information about the matter and forcibly suppressed it.

Yet Bibi Dong had unexpectedly ripped off that fig leaf right before every power in the world.

Watching the crowd's fascinating expressions, Bibi Dong lifted her chin in satisfaction.

"Such extraordinarily gifted young disciples, and such unfathomable foundations for an academy."

She deliberately drew out her words, raising her voice a little.

"In my view, the old rules that Douluo Continent has followed for so many years truly ought to change."

"You families have occupied the seats of the Upper Three Sects for far too long."

"You have enjoyed countless offerings and resources."

"Now, it seems it is time to follow the tide of the times and add another seat, turning them into the Upper Four Sects."

The Upper Four Sects!

Those three words were like a bolt from the blue, crashing directly onto the heads of everyone from the Upper Three Sects.

For countless years, the prestige of the Upper Three Sects had been like a blazing sun hanging high in the sky. None dared look directly at it, much less challenge it.

Yet with one offhand remark, Bibi Dong had thrown the most dangerous spark straight into a powder keg packed full of explosives.

"Your Holiness, speak with caution!"

From the area occupied by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect came a furious roar like thunder from the ninth heaven.

A phantom of a savage blue lightning dragon soared into the sky, tearing apart the heavy clouds overhead.

Yu Yuanzhen strode out from his camp.

Thick blue lightning coiled around his entire body, making him resemble a war god bathed in a sea of thunder.

The hard bluestone slabs beneath his feet were blasted into charred powder by the leaking power of lightning.

He stared at Bibi Dong on the platform, his eyes bloodshot like those of an enraged lion.

"The honored status of the Upper Three Sects was earned by generations of our forebears on the battlefield, built upon mountains of enemy corpses and seas of blood."

"Every one of those gilded names is stained with our ancestors' blood!"

"And some little academy hidden in the wilderness thinks it can lay claim to such supreme glory?"

Bibi Dong merely disdainfully inspected her fingernails.

"Sect Master Yu still has quite the temper."

"But reputation has always been earned through strength, not shouted into existence with a loud voice."

"Since the Upper Three Sects have such backbone, then let me have a proper look."

Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly and suddenly turned his head.

His furious gaze landed directly on Yu Xiaogang, who lay among the Shrek group.

Seeing his beloved biological son cruelly deprived of his right arm.

And now lying in a pool of blood like a stray dog, barely clinging to life.

The fury he had suppressed for so long erupted at that moment.

He could lock Yu Xiaogang away himself, and he could curse him as worthless.

But he would never allow outsiders to touch a single hair on his son's head.

Nor would he allow anyone to so wantonly grind the dignity of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect beneath their feet.

"Sect Master Ning!"

Yu Yuanzhen's booming voice, mixed with rolling thunder, echoed throughout the rear mountain of Blue Silver Academy.

"What happened today is no longer merely a personal grudge involving your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"The other side's arrogance is a direct slap in the face of our entire Upper Three Sects."

"If we stand by today, then tomorrow every Soul Master in the world will think the Upper Three Sects are soft persimmons for anyone to squeeze, that anyone can come trample on us!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar of thunder.

Nine dazzling, top-grade soul rings rose one after another beneath Yu Yuanzhen's feet.

The violent pressure of lightning made the surrounding space crackle with piercing explosions.

"Since Blue Silver Academy is so incapable of appreciating kindness, then my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will not stand idly by today!"

"We will surely aid the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and suppress these arrogant fools here!"

The instant Yu Yuanzhen finished speaking, a series of exceedingly heavy, rhythmic footsteps came from the Clear Sky Sect camp.

An elderly man in a gray cloth robe, his face gaunt, slowly walked into the center of the venue.

It was none other than the highly respected and hot-tempered Third Elder of the Clear Sky Sect.

Every step he took made the ground tremble intensely.

He casually carried the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder, its surface covered in dark golden patterns.

Yet it radiated a terrifying pressure that made it difficult even to breathe.

"Sect Master Yu is absolutely right."

The Third Elder's triangular eyes swept directly toward Xu Qing in the distance, full of viciousness.

"Blue Silver Academy first detained the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and refused to meet with us, breaking the rules of the martial world."

"Then it allowed its vile servants to attack others, severely injuring a Super Douluo in public."

"Acting so tyrannically and perversely, do they truly think no one from the Upper Three Sects remains alive?"

Tang Xiao, standing behind him, frowned tightly.

He had always acted with caution, but at this moment, he did not speak up to stop the Third Elder.

He also wanted to use this rare opportunity to see just how much ability this mysterious Xu Qing had hidden, enough to make even Spirit Hall so wary of him.

The Third Elder suddenly swung the Clear Sky Hammer from his shoulder and smashed it heavily into the ground before him.

Boom!

A massive crack over ten meters long rapidly spread outward from beneath the hammer, dirt and rocks flying everywhere.

"I shall personally test him today!"

"Let us see how capable this Dean Xu, whom the outside world praises as some divine figure, truly is, to dare spout such nonsense here and look down on all the heroes of the world!"

With the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and Clear Sky Sect offering such forceful support.

Ning Fengzhi's previously wavering resolve became utterly firm once more.

He immediately raised the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand high into the air.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Light!"

Several streams of brilliant, radiant light shot out like meteors chasing the moon, accurately falling upon Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

The two Super Douluo received a powerful boost. Enduring the agonizing pain in their chest meridians, they barely managed to straighten their bodies.

Chen Xin raised a hand and wiped away the shocking blood at the corner of his mouth.

The Seven Kill Sword in his hand once again released a clear, soaring sword cry that pierced the clouds, silver light shooting into the heavens.

Behind Gu Rong, a slightly smaller yet more solid phantom of a Bone Dragon condensed once more.

At that moment.

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, and the Clear Sky Sect Third Elder.

A full four Title Douluo, standing at the very peak of the Douluo Continent pyramid and renowned throughout the world.

Released their full auras without restraint and stood side by side.

Four completely different yet equally world-destroying terrifying presences violently converged and merged in midair.

They formed an overwhelmingly powerful Soul Power storm capable of shredding the entire mountain.

The air across the entire square seemed to have been sucked dry.

The surrounding temperature plummeted to freezing, and the gale made everyone's clothes snap loudly in the wind.

The many small and medium-sized factions and guests around the outskirts had long since been scared out of their wits.

They scrambled and crawled frantically farther away, terrified that one moment of delay would see them ground into pulp.

"Good heavens..."

Dai Weisi of the Star Luo Empire swallowed hard. His voice trembled, and his legs shook uncontrollably.

"This lineup... is terrifying."

"The four greatest supreme experts on the entire continent joining forces—such a life-and-death confrontation is something one might not see even once in a century!"

"Even if Spirit Hall's Worship Hall came out in full force, they would likely have to retreat and avoid the edge of a killing blow delivered by these four together!"

When the Shrek group saw this scene, their utterly despairing hearts instantly rekindled like a wildfire sweeping across dry grass.

A fanatical light burst forth again from Tang San's lifeless eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his flesh.

He could not wait to see Blue Silver Academy razed to the ground and Xu Qing kneeling in misery, begging for mercy.

Bibi Dong remained on the platform, supporting her cheek with one hand.

A relaxed, amused smile hung on her stunningly beautiful face, as though she were watching a good show.

She understood better than anyone.

How could someone capable of making an unparalleled ferocious beast that could casually kill a Super Douluo willingly serve as his master ever be frightened by these four men with hollow reputations?

Right now, she only wanted to open her eyes wide and determine exactly where Xu Qing's true limit lay.

Facing the terrifying momentum surging toward them like a tsunami.

Di Tian, standing beside Xu Qing, let out an extremely disdainful snort.

His golden vertical pupils revealed an utter contempt that ran deep into his bones.

"Just you lot—worthless rabble who can't even reach the threshold of the Divine Realm."

"And you dare boast about testing my lord?"

Di Tian interlocked his fingers and forcefully cracked them outward.

His thick knuckles ground against each other, producing a series of shrill, teeth-grating pops like bursting beans.

"There's no need for my lord to act personally."

"By myself, I can crush every inch of the bones of you four ants and feed them to the dogs."

A thick, dark-golden aura suddenly erupted around Di Tian.

He bent his knees slightly, ready to charge forward and begin a slaughter, killing the four of them on the spot.

Just then, Xu Qing's calm, gentle voice rang out once more.

"Di Tian."

"Stand down."

Xu Qing casually raised a hand, without making any unnecessary movement.

Yet Di Tian's charging figure abruptly froze, as though he had been struck by a binding spell.

Although the bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes had not faded, he still withdrew all of his terrifying aura without hesitation.

He respectfully bent at the waist and obediently retreated to a position half a step behind Xu Qing.

Xu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his deep, tranquil gaze slowly sweeping across the four people standing ready for battle.

His tone was casual, as if he were merely discussing what dishes to have for dinner that night.

"Since you all have such refined interest and insist on getting to the bottom of this."

"Then come at me together."

"So we won't waste my time doing this one by one."

The moment those words were spoken.

The previously noisy, bustling square instantly fell into a suffocating silence.

Then came an uproar like a tidal wave, one that nearly seemed capable of blowing the roof off.

"He's gone mad! Dean Xu must have something seriously wrong with his head!"

"He wants the four top Title Douluo of the Upper Three Sects to attack together? Does he think he's some god from the legends?"

A leader of a second-rate sect kept shaking his head, his face filled with disbelief.