Hand Over the Talismans, Return to Shrek!

Chapter 19: Hand Over the Talismans, Return to Shrek!

The most important things to Shendu right now were the Chronicle of Ages and the World God divine position.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a sharp crack.

Shendu turned and saw a hairline fracture appear in the space, which had been completely intact moments before.

The space he occupied was the Divine Position Space. Space represented the divine position, and the divine position represented the world. A crack in the space meant something had changed in this world—it had grown more chaotic.

Was it because Hsi Wu had stirred up trouble again recently? Shendu guessed.

He studied the crack without a hint of worry, since he could sense that he was able to repair it with his divine power.

Shendu reached into the golden river of divine power, scooped up a handful, and splashed it over the crack. It quickly sealed shut.

He understood!

The demons would still have their intended impact on the world, but he could use the divine power he gained to repair the damage. Shendu understood this in a flash.

That gave him a measure to follow from now on.

Whenever he stirred things up, the chaos the demons caused in the world had to be less than the divine power he gained. That way, he could repair the cracks in space and keep the world from being affected.

If the Demon World could cause cracks to appear in this world, then could the crack in the Demon World have appeared for the same reason?

Shendu couldn't help but ponder this.

He recalled the crack Hsi Wu had emerged from when he left Demon Space. Now it seemed the collision between the two worlds had created it.

To keep the other demons from slipping through, Shendu had sealed the opening with divine power.

The demons couldn't appear without order. They had to enter the stage according to his script.

Otherwise, some unexpected incident might collapse his supply of divine power. If he couldn't explain what happened, his divine position would shatter, and both worlds would face destruction.

This divine power should be enough to get me through the next round. Once the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon side comes through, I'll get another wave of divine power. So far, the divine power I've gained has far exceeded the chaos the demons have caused in the world.

Now it all depends on how the talisman collection is going.

He had sent Dai Xieyue to collect the talismans earlier. He hoped everything would go smoothly!

He fell silent and waited intently for the talismans to arrive.

Suotuo City, the alley behind a tavern.

It was eight in the evening, and dusk was settling in. A drunkard, reeking of booze, stumbled along with one hand on the wall. He vaguely saw a figure step out of the shadows around the corner ahead.

"Hmm?" Bu Le shook his drunken head. His face was flushed, and he squinted at the figure.

A golden-haired boy wearing half a Ghost-Face Mask came into view.

The boy gave him a crooked grin and sauntered over. His sinister smile sent a shiver down Bu Le's spine.

"Who are—"

Squelch—

A pitch-black hand pierced through his chest, blood soaking the front of Bu Le's shirt.

Thud—

Bu Le fell, eyes wide with disbelief.

"Trash! Hahaha! This power is incredible! I love it!"

Dai Xieyue caressed half of his mask with his bloodied hand and laughed maniacally.

"Hmph! Shrek, Dai Shengyang, and that man in black—whoever you are, I'll make sure you taste Dai Xieyue's revenge!"

Following the Sacred Dragon Carving's guidance, he headed toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

The Soul Fighting Arena was packed, the crowd roaring.

"Go, Evil-Eyed White Tiger!"

"Come on! I bet ten gold coins on you!"

The spectators screamed themselves hoarse, unleashing their excitement. Their rowdy cheers thundered across the arena, making the enormous building seem to tremble.

"Congratulations to the Evil-Eyed White Tiger for his victory!"

Dai Shengyang walked into the VIP room with a smile.

"Thanks for all your hard work!" Zhu Zhuqing said warmly, handing him a towel. Dai Shengyang accepted it with a pleased smile.

Their intimate gesture made Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong giggle.

While Dai Xieyue had been away these past few days, Dai Shengyang's relationship with Zhu Zhuqing had made rapid progress. She had clearly accepted him and was ready to train hard alongside him, then take back the throne.

Nearby, a middle-aged man who looked refined at first glance but was actually somewhat sleazy walked over and said calmly, "Not bad."

"Grandmaster, you're too kind. My opponent was too weak to be worth mentioning," Dai Shengyang replied modestly.

"Mm. You're not complacent or arrogant. Very good." Grandmaster nodded in approval, then added, "By the way, may I take a look at your talisman?"

Dai Shengyang was taken aback by the request.

"Don't misunderstand. I know a little about this kind of talisman. Maybe I can figure something out after looking at it."

"Ah, Grandmaster, you know about talismans?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at him excitedly.

Deep down, she still hoped Dai Mubai could return to his original form. She didn't want him to remain only Dai Shengyang.

"Grandmaster is amazing!"

Oscar was also astonished by what Grandmaster had said, and looked at him with admiration. He didn't know anything about talismans, but Grandmaster looked so cool, with such an impressive bearing!

"Of course! Grandmaster is Third Brother's teacher. He wouldn't be his teacher if he didn't have some real skill!" Xiao Wu lifted her chin proudly, the corners of her mouth rising.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San grabbed her arm, but his face was proud too.

This was his teacher, the famous Grandmaster of Douluo Continent—and, in another sense, his father!

After hearing this, Dai Shengyang hesitated. But at Zhu Zhuqing's urging, he took out the talisman and tossed it to Grandmaster.

The half-talisman cut through the air as Yu Xiaogang watched it expectantly.

But just then—

Whoosh!

A hand shot out from who knew where, grabbed the talisman, and snatched it away.

"Who is it?" Everyone turned to look and saw that familiar, sinister face.

"Mubai?" Flender stared at him in shock.

Seeing him again, Flender was first and foremost surprised. He wanted to ask what had happened over the past few days, but someone cut him off.

"Dai Xieyue, you again! Give me back my talisman!" Even Dai Shengyang's normally mild temper snapped. He charged forward in a fury.

But his opponent was no longer the man he had been.

"Heh, Dai Shengyang, you have no idea how powerful I am now!" Dai Xieyue sneered and kicked Dai Shengyang out of the air.

"Ah!"

After a cry of pain, Dai Shengyang crashed into the wall. Every bone in his body was shattered.

"Mubai!" Zhu Zhuqing rushed toward him in alarm.

"Attack!" Dai Xieyue swept his hand through the air.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Dozens of Shadow Ninjas appeared all around them, rushing toward the people in the private room.

"What are those things?" Flender exclaimed in shock.

The others hurriedly dodged.

Tang San's sharp eyes immediately spotted the half-mask on Dai Xieyue's face.

"Watch the mask on his face. It might have some kind of power, just like the talisman."

His warning alerted everyone at once.

"Boss Fu!" Yu Xiaogang looked eagerly at the mask.

"I know." Flender's eyes sharpened like an eagle's as he fixed his gaze on Dai Xieyue.

"Mubai, you've already fallen into the demonic path."