Stormterror's Lair! Above the High Heavens!

Xue Beng was speechless, and just as he was about to say something, the light screen above the sky suddenly rippled.

The image appeared once more!

However, this time the scene was no longer the quiet and peaceful Mondstadt City, but an ancient ruin shrouded in gale-force winds and dark clouds.

Towers stood tall as the storm raged.

In the center of that terrifying tornado, a six-winged magic dragon, its body as massive as a mountain and colored deep blue with patches of purple-black toxic blood clots on its back, was letting out a painful roar that tore through the sky.

Just that single roar, transmitted through the light screen, caused countless low-level spirit masters across the Douluo Continent to go weak in the knees and collapse directly to the ground!

"This... is this the magic dragon?!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been speaking with such certainty in the camp just moments ago, felt the blood drain from his face as he stared at the terrifying, sky-obscuring behemoth on the screen. His legs gave way, and he slumped to the ground. "This, this, this..."

It was even more massive than the Titan Giant Ape, the King of the Forest, that he had once seen!

It wasn't just Yu Xiaogang who was terrified; almost everyone present was struck pale by the sight.

Many from the Heaven Dou Empire widened their eyes, gasping in shock, and turned their gazes toward Yu Xiaogang with expressions of disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat.

If this magic dragon was so massive, its combat power must be extraordinary. If that were the case...

Wouldn't Bai He be going to his death?

In an instant, Yu Xiaogang felt a chill run down his spine. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the spirit masters of the Speed Clan staring at him with murderous intent. Tang Xiao and Bai Chenxiang, in particular, looked as if they wanted to devour him alive.

If it were Tang Hao, he might have shown Yu Xiaogang some consideration, as Yu Xiaogang was, after all, Tang San's mentor. Tang Hao would have felt obligated to maintain that shred of decency.

But Tang Xiao had no such reservations!

In his eyes, if it weren't for Tang San, how could a mere Spirit Emperor (as he was now) ever have become the Imperial Preceptor of the Heaven Dou Empire?

As far as Tang Xiao was concerned, Tang San's ascension to godhood had absolutely nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang, so...

Tang Xiao silently gripped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

Earlier, if Yu Xiaogang hadn't used flattery to set up the Speed Clan in front of Xue Beng, forcing Bai He to step forward, Bai He would never have been involved in such a dangerous mission.

Therefore... if Bai He died, he, Tang Xiao, would definitely make this Yu Xiaogang pay!

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is gone, and Tang San is unconscious. If anything happens to my uncle, hmph!

Yu Xiaogang also sensed Tang Xiao's exceptionally hostile gaze. His scalp tingled, and he prayed frantically in his heart.

Bai He, you bastard, you better not die!

In Teyvat, within Stormterror's Lair!

The three parties felt a wave of dizziness, and the next moment, an intense sensation of weightlessness washed over them.

Fortunately, the spirit masters from the three camps were no ordinary individuals.

Bai He immediately activated his Spirit Avatar, transforming into his Sharp-Tailed Swift form.

Tianfeng Douluo, from the Spirit Empire side, rose without the aid of wind, stepping through the air as if walking on solid ground. The howling gale around him could not stir his sleeves in the slightest.

Indeed, his spirit was the element of wind!

By comparison, Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun of the Star Luo Empire were rather unlucky.

Their spirit power levels were only around the sixties, and they lacked a Spirit Avatar.

Fortunately, the teleportation gate had not separated them. Almost as soon as the sensation of weightlessness hit, they quickly executed their Spirit Fusion Skill, transforming into the Nether White Tiger and standing firm in the sky.

However, using a Spirit Fusion Skill under such circumstances consumed a massive amount of spirit power, making it difficult to maintain for long.

But...

"Mother of God, what kind of hellish place is this?"

The Nether White Tiger looked down, seeing only pitch-black darkness, unable to discern the ground at all, and was immediately startled.

Hearing this, Bai He and Tianfeng Douluo also froze, subconsciously looking down.

Bai He was fine; as the patriarch of the Speed Clan, he possessed speed not inferior to a Title Douluo, so this height was manageable.

But...

Tianfeng Douluo, a veteran Title Douluo of the Spirit Empire, had never encountered such a height. Furthermore, he was only maintaining his position by relying on the wind element; he did not possess a traditional flight-type spirit.

Looking down like this was akin to a normal person standing on the edge of a hundred-story building without a railing; the initial shock and vertigo were no joke!

And so...

In an instant, Tianfeng Douluo's face turned pale.

"Wait..."

Within the Spirit Empire, Pufferfish Douluo suddenly thought of something, his voice sounding somewhat dry as he spoke, "It seems... Elder Sky Wind, he..."

"Is afraid of heights..."

Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, "?"

Qian Renxue, "?"

Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo, "???"

What kind of nonsense was that?

A dignified Title Douluo, and you're telling me he's afraid of heights?

Jialing Pass, behind the Spirit Empire, in the logistics area.

Chen Fan turned and walked down from the high platform. His pace was neither hurried nor slow, yet it was as if he were shrinking the earth into an inch; with every stride covering ten meters, he soon entered the logistics area.

"Elder Wuchang!"

"Greetings, Elder!"

When Chen Fan had ascended to the rank of Title Douluo, he had also received his coronation before the Douluo Hall, though it was Qian Daoliu who had performed the ceremony, not Bibi Dong.

Under normal procedures.

The Pope of Spirit Hall would perform the coronation for every Title Douluo who joined the organization in front of the Douluo Hall, and then publicly announce their promotion to Elder of Spirit Hall.

The convention was to crown them first, then make them an Elder.

However.

At that time, the Spirit Empire had just been established, and there were too many affairs to attend to; they simply couldn't spare the time... In fact, the coronation ceremony for the Sacred Dragon Sect Master (who had been used as cannon fodder by Tang San) hadn't even been held yet!

Therefore, Chen Fan's coronation ceremony had been a retroactive one.

And by the time the ceremony was held, Chen Fan had long since been demoted to logistics by Bibi Dong due to his own remarks.

Thus.

On the day of Chen Fan's coronation, Bibi Dong had refused to appear, citing a busy schedule, and the other elders had also declined with various excuses.

At the time, Chen Fan hadn't cared much, intending to ignore it entirely and claim he was in seclusion.

But he never expected that Qian Renxue would come to urge him to participate, and in the end, Qian Daoliu had performed the coronation himself.

In terms of seniority.

Qian Daoliu was the former presiding Elder of Spirit Hall, the father of the previous Pope, the current Master of the Douluo Hall, and the Great Elder of the Consecrated Hall.

In terms of soul power level.

He was one of the three current Peerless Douluos, holding immense power and status.

Perhaps.

Only when the Pope of Spirit Hall became a Title Douluo, or when the descendants of the other elders in the Consecrated Hall reached that rank, would they be qualified to have him personally perform the coronation.

But why, then, had Qian Daoliu offered him such a favor?