It was the auspicious beast blessed by the fortune of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
"Uncle Di Tian."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's voice was crisp and sweet, touched with the guileless wonder of someone who had yet to see the world:
"Was what that old woman said true?"
"Is that beautiful human big sister really stronger than a god now?"
"But she doesn't have any Soul Power at all. She feels just like a tasteless rock."
"And that little pig..."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion tilted her head, confusion filling her golden eyes:
"That little pig looks so clumsy, and it isn't even as strong as that big gorilla. Is it really that powerful?"
Beside her, Beast God Di Tian stood in human form with his hands behind his back. His black robe snapped in the wind.
At that moment, the golden dragon eyes of the Beast God, who had ruled the Soul Beasts of the continent for hundreds of thousands of years, had long since lost their former majesty. In its place was a profound solemnity.
He had been alarmed the moment the Sky Screen appeared, but had chosen to observe because of certain forces beyond his control.
Only now had he finally been unable to hold back and reveal himself.
"Auspicious Beast..."
After a long pause, Di Tian drew a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady.
But the slight tremble at the end of his words betrayed him:
"You're still young. Some things only show you their surface."
"Our Soul Beast Clan values bloodlines and physiques above all else."
"You've never faced a Heavenly Tribulation, so you don't know how terrifying that power is."
As he spoke, Di Tian raised his head, his gaze fixed on the Flying Spirit Pig as it rooted around among the cabbages in the Spirit Beast Garden.
"Though that pig's species seems lowly in that world, with every breath it takes, it draws in and exhales that high-grade Spiritual Energy."
"Your uncle can tell you this with complete certainty."
"If that pig came to the Douluo Continent, even I'm afraid..."
"What?!"
At that, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion jumped in fright, every golden hair standing on end until she looked like a little golden hedgehog.
"Even Uncle Di Tian can't beat a pig?"
Di Tian gave a bitter smile, his eyes filled with dejection as he said:
"It's not that I couldn't beat it."
"The gap between our worlds is simply too vast. If we had also cultivated in that world for hundreds of thousands of years, then forget that pig—even against the so-called Supreme Realm, I'd be confident in fighting!"
As he spoke, Di Tian looked again at Zhu Zhuqing, who had already rebuilt her body on the Sky Screen. A trace of unprecedented envy flashed in his eyes.
"That human called Zhu Zhuqing made the right gamble."
"She discarded her Soul Power and rebuilt her true body."
"Right now, she's only at the infant-like starting point in that world, but if she returned to this continent..."
"She'd be a true god..."
"That's the difference between worlds. That's fate..."
Elsewhere, in the core region of the Far North.
The wind and snow howled without end, leaving everything blanketed in white.
At the deepest part of this human Forbidden Zone, two peerlessly beautiful figures stood side by side, letting the falling snow settle on their hair and shoulders.
One wore a jade-green dress. She was petite, yet exuded a chill that warned others to keep their distance. She was Ice Empress, one of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North.
The other wore a snow-white dress and had an ethereal, otherworldly bearing, like an elf born from the snow. She was Snow Empress, ruler of the Far North.
"Big sister."
Ice Empress's jade-green eyes were fixed on the Sky Screen. Her lips parted slightly, her face filled with disbelief:
"Do you believe what that old woman said?"
"Surpass Hundred Level Godhood?"
"Just look at how she couldn't even beat the weakest Snow Silkworm in the Far North?"
At that, Snow Empress's eyes, which seemed to hold endless wind and snow, flickered slightly.
But she didn't answer directly. Instead, she extended a hand as white as jade and caught a falling snowflake.
"Bing'er."
Snow Empress's voice was distant and ethereal:
"Look at this snowflake. Here in the Far North, it's the hardest ice crystal."
"But if it falls into a volcano, it'll vanish in an instant."
"We've been trapped in this world for far too long. Hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation may seem powerful, but every step we take is like walking on thin ice."
"That world..."
Snow Empress looked up, her gaze seemingly piercing the Sky Screen and reaching the boundless Primordial Immortal Court:
"That world doesn't have this sense of oppression."
"Whether it's that human girl, that pig, or even a blade of grass there, they all grow freely, without any restraints."
"I once sensed something like that, faintly, when I faced the Heavenly Tribulation..."
At that, an unprecedented curiosity suddenly blazed in Snow Empress's eyes:
"That is transcendence!"
"Bing'er, I have a feeling that old granny might not have been lying."
"If our cultivation is like building a house, then the limit of this world is a hundred floors."
"But the people in that world..."
As she spoke, Snow Empress pointed at the Sky Screen:
"Stand above the clouds!"
Meanwhile, just as the entire Douluo Continent had begun to doubt itself in a frenzy over the old granny's words from the Primordial Immortal Court,
the Sky Screen abruptly flickered. The scene of Zhu Zhuqing's livestream shrank and shifted to the edge.
Then a line of enormous golden characters appeared, accompanied by the familiar voice of the Sky Screen:
[Congratulations to the Douluo Plane's Chosen One, Zhu Zhuqing, for surviving 3 days!]
[She has successfully rebuilt her true body through the Spirit Cleansing Pool and obtained one Perfect World Technique!]
[Special reward: Douluo Plane exploration slot +1!]
[The fourth batch of special replacement draws will now begin!]
The moment that voice rang out, the crowd, who had still been immersed in their anger, erupted.
There was another slot?!
And it was a reward for Zhu Zhuqing's good performance?
Before anyone could react, the golden light on the Sky Screen began to spin wildly.
In an instant, everyone's heart leapt into their throats. Some feared being chosen, while others longed to be chosen, hoping to soar to the heavens once and for all!
And the one who most yearned to enter that mysterious realm was none other than Tang San, standing on the Shrek Academy grounds with his fists clenched.
Meanwhile, inside the main hall of the God Realm Committee.
The God of Destruction watched the Sky Screen. Though he spoke disdainfully, a powerful restlessness inexplicably stirred within him.
"Hmph. If this seat is chosen, I'll certainly—"
But before he could finish, the golden light on the Sky Screen shot down from above and enveloped him!
[This round's lucky special replacement: the Douluo God Realm's God of Destruction!]
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