Ice Empress and Snow Empress Fall for Him, Such a Man is Too Handsome!

Above the Sky Screen, the images gradually returned to stillness.

Although that earth-shattering battle had concluded, the scene of destruction that could ruin heaven and earth left every living soul on the Douluo Continent unable to forget it for a long time.

Immortal Kings!

And there was more than one!

When they saw the several terrifying figures stepping out one after another from the dark void behind Anlan, even through the Sky Screen, the people of the Douluo Continent felt their scalps go numb.

The aura of each of those existences was even more ancient and decayed than that of Anlan, as if they were living fossils that had crawled out from the dust of history.

Yet, what made them feel even more numb was the Immortal Lord of the Primordial Immortal Court, Jiang Chen, who had never even shown his face!

A single giant hand, reaching out across endless space and time from billions of miles away, had actually blocked the joint attack of two Immortal Kings, Anlan and Yutuo, without even falling into a disadvantage before calmly withdrawing.

What kind of supreme power is this...

Taking on two opponents at once, and treating them as if they were nothing.

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.

Everyone was still digesting the shocking battle that had just occurred, save for one figure who silently retreated from the crowd, taking advantage of the night to slip alone into the dense forest behind the academy.

It was Tang San.

At this moment, Tang San's face was so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

He found a flat, large blue stone to sit on and, with the help of the faint moonlight, pulled from his bosom the Mysterious Heaven Record he regarded as a treasure and studied day and night.

In the past, whenever he touched this book, endless pride would well up in his heart.

Because these were the Tang Sect Unique Skills, the foundation of his survival in this strange world, and his greatest reliance for surpassing his peers.

But looking at the thin booklet in his hand now, a trace of disgust appeared in Tang San's eyes for the first time.

Mysterious Heaven Technique, Hundred Explanations of Hidden Weapons...

Heh, what are these worth?

Tang San let out a self-deprecating laugh, while in his mind, the image of Ye Qingyu with his wild white hair, tearing apart a True Immortal with his bare hands, involuntarily surfaced.

In front of that mortal body named Ye Qingyu, these so-called unique skills of mine are simply like children's play!

Mysterious Jade Hand? Even if trained to the peak, it is only as hard as iron, yet he possesses a divine body capable of resisting immortal weapons!

Purple Demon Eye? Capable of seeing through illusions? It's not as good as his single glance that can shatter the firmament!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track? How could it compare to that extreme speed, like a Kun or a Peng...

Thinking of this, Tang San felt an agonizing pain in his heart.

In particular, this sense of a massive disparity made him incredibly jealous.

And that Yu Xiaogang...

Tang San turned his head abruptly, looking through the gaps in the forest toward the figure on the playground who was still slumped on the ground, muttering incessantly about how it was impossible and unscientific.

The next second, he shook his head with a hint of mockery:

Yu Xiaogang, oh Yu Xiaogang...

Your so-called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls are nothing but bullshit in front of that high-dimensional world!

Following a frog in a well like you, I, Tang San, will never see the true sky in this lifetime!

Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turning ruthless.

A good bird chooses its tree to nest in; a wise minister chooses his lord to serve.

Since the Douluo Continent has no future, why should I keep clinging to this useless teacher?

I want to go to that world and join the Primordial Immortal Court!

Even if it's just to be a registered disciple, it's better than being a so-called Titled Douluo here!

But before that, I need to prepare.

With this thought, Tang San no longer hesitated.

He quickly took out all the belongings he had accumulated over the years from the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night at his waist.

Various rare metal ores, unrefined poisonous herbs and venoms, and those semi-finished hidden weapons he had crafted day and night.

If I am also chosen by the Sky Screen, these things will be my greatest reliance.

As he organized them, Tang San calculated secretly in his heart:

Although the cultivation system of that world is powerful, it seems to lack these intricate mechanical hidden weapons.

If I can offer the blueprints for the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus and the Pear Blossom Needle in Rainstorm to that Immortal Lord...

Perhaps I can also gain the favor of the Immortal Lord, reshape my body, and embark on the true path of immortality!

After finishing his preparations, Tang San tightened the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night and took one last deep look in the direction of Shrek Academy.

There were his companions, and his teacher.

But in the face of eternal life and absolute power, all these bonds were merely burdens in his eyes.

"Xiao Gang, don't blame me for being heartless."

"You are too weak to teach me the true invincible method."

"If I can return as an immortal one day, perhaps I will burn some paper money for you, to thank you for your past kindness."

Under the moonlight, Tang San had long been prepared to abandon everything at any moment.

He was just waiting for that golden light to descend upon his head!

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Compared to Tang San's decisiveness, the Spirit Hall, the overlord of the continent, displayed a highly efficient response.

Inside the vast council hall, the lights were bright, as if it were daytime.

Pope Bibi Dong sat high on her jeweled throne, clutching her scepter tightly, her expression solemn.

"Pass down the order!"

"From this moment on, activate the Spirit Hall's highest level of combat readiness!"

"Ghost, Yue Guan!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

At Bibi Dong's command, two figures instantly appeared in the center of the hall, kneeling on one knee, their expressions fearful.

Even as Titled Douluo, after watching the live broadcast in the Sky Screen just now, their Dao hearts had almost shattered.

Even the God King was snatched away with a single grab, what were they, Titled Douluo, compared to that?

Bibi Dong stood up, her purple robe trailing on the ground, each step she took seemed to tread on everyone's heartbeat:

"Bring out all the foundations that the Spirit Hall has accumulated over the past thousand years!"

"Whether it's top-tier Soul Bones over ten thousand years old, or those legendary ancient Soul Tools, or even those unknown secret treasures dug up from ruins..."

"Bring them all out!"

Hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan couldn't help but tremble as he asked:

"Your Eminence the Pope intends to..."

"Prepare for war!"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, a hint of madness flashing within them:

"Since that Sky Screen selects randomly, then the Spirit Hall, with the most Soul Masters on the continent, naturally has the greatest chance of being chosen!"

"Therefore, the most important thing we should consider now is how to ensure that our people can survive in that world if they are chosen."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong walked to the center of the hall, looking at the giant Angel Statue, and couldn't help but sneer:

"Nana has already been chosen, this is our head start."

"But it's not enough!"

"This Seat wants every Spirit Hall member who might be chosen next to carry something that can increase their chances of survival!"

"As long as we can bring back a cultivation technique from that world, even if it's just an introductory Body Forging Technique..."

"All our efforts will be worth it!"

Saying this, Bibi Dong suddenly turned around, her gaze fixed on all the Cardinals and Elders present: "For the Spirit Hall!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall instantly erupted.

That's right!

That world was too powerful, so powerful it made people despair.

But precisely because it was so powerful, even a little bit of its essence flowing out would be a supreme divine medicine for the Douluo Continent!

As long as they could survive there for a year, even if they had to beg for food as beggars, or could bring back a bowl of that Spirit Crystal Rice, it would all be worth it!

"We obey the Pope's decree!"

Heaven Dou Empire, deep mountains and sheer cliffs.

On the sheer cliffs, iron chains spanned the chasm.

The Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao, stood with five elders before the sect's massive stone tablet, letting the biting cold wind mess up their beards and hair.

And before them, a group of sect disciples were sweating profusely, wildly swinging their Clear Sky Hammers.

"Are you not eating? Put some strength into it!"

"The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique isn't for you to forge iron! It's for killing!"

An elder roared, his whip striking a disciple who was slightly slower without mercy.

If it were in the past, the Clear Sky Sect, though strict, would never have been so cruel.

But today, it changed with the images on the Sky Screen.

"Sect Master..."

The Second Elder looked at the disciples who were training until they vomited blood but dared not stop, a flicker of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Is this really useful for us?"

"You saw that Tang Hao, he can't even beat a chicken..."

Hearing the name Tang Hao, a flicker of shame and anger crossed Tang Xiao's originally resolute face.

Tang Hao, the former pride of the Clear Sky Sect, the youngest Titled Douluo on the entire continent.

But on the Sky Screen broadcast, he was like a joke, sent flying by a village chicken.

This scene not only slapped Tang Hao's face but also the Clear Sky Sect's face.

"It is precisely because of this that we must train even harder!"

After speaking, Tang Xiao took a deep breath and suddenly waved his large hand.

"Pass down my order!"

"The Clear Sky Sect will be fully unsealed starting today!"

"All direct disciples, except for necessary eating and sleeping, will spend all other time cultivating!"

"Once someone is chosen by the Sky Screen, no matter what, they must survive in that world for me!"

"Even if they die, they must die on the path of seeking opportunities!"

"Yes!!!"

For a time, hundreds of disciples of the Clear Sky Sect roared in unison, their voices shaking the valley.

The Far North, the Ice and Snow Wasteland.

The wind and snow here seemed more violent than usual, but amidst the flying snow, two stunning figures sat on a crystal-clear ice mountain, dangling their fair, jade-like feet and looking up at the Sky Screen.

"Wow..."

The Ice Empress's emerald green eyes were filled with little stars. Her usually aloof and mature demeanor was completely gone, replaced by that of a little fangirl.

"Sister Xue, did you see that?"

"Although that Immortal Lord didn't show his face, that hand shape, those finger lines are simply perfect!"

"And with that one slap, what Immortal Kings, what Golden Ancient Spears, were all bent!"

"So cool, really so cool!"

"If I could be held in the hands of such a strong man..."

As she spoke, the Ice Empress inexplicably blushed, cupping her hot cheeks with both hands, looking like a maiden in love.