Ya Li, Are You Worthy of the Federation?

In an instant, the crimson Hong Lian beneath Yin Hongye's feet silently closed. The petals gathered layer by layer, like a cocoon.

When it reopened, the world had changed color.

Hong Lian bloom in the void, their petals as large as cartwheels, with golden veins flowing through them.

On the lotus platform, the Yin Hongye is no longer what it used to be.

At this moment, he was covered in red and gold Battle Armor, with Flame burning along the edges of the armor.

The three heads and eight arms have already appeared. The person in the center has a handsome face with a commanding presence. The person on the left has lowered his eyes as if he is deep in thought, while the person on the right has a slight upturn at the corner of his lips with a hint of mockery.

Her long hair cascaded down, flying wildly like fire.

He sat regally on a lotus throne, with a golden wheel spinning behind him, gleaming brightly.

He held a Long Spear horizontally in the center with both arms, the shaft extending in front of him, while the remaining six arms held their own weapons.

His robes were red and gold with blue and purple gauze embellishments, and lotus petals danced around his body. His ethereal beauty and fighting spirit were intertwined, making him absolutely stunning.

Outside the Heavenly Screen, Ji Dong, the successor to the Evil God King, was idly lounging around. Bored, he glanced at Destruction and the others, and upon seeing this scene, exclaimed, "Fire-Tip Spear, Universe Ring, Skybinding Silk, Golden Brick, Yin-Yang Twin Swords, Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Cover! Is this Nezha?!"

He stared at the screen for a long while, then finally said, "This murderous aura... it shouldn't be Tianyun, right? He shouldn't be facing a calamity of death."

Meanwhile, the Goddess of Life is still searching for Wang Dong. Now, her gaze has shifted from the Clear Sky Sect to the Shrek Academy. These are the only few places that seem most likely, and there is no Tang Sect in this era.

At this moment, Yun Ming stood beneath the red lotus platform, looking up, with the Atlas Spear behind him hanging down like a silver thread.

He stared at Yin Hongye, his three pairs of eyes filled with blood-red killing intent.

"Sky-Cleaving Douluo," Yin Hongye spoke, his voice still cold, "If you want to fight, then fight!"

Yun Ming smiled with anger, flicked his Atlas Spear, the tip drawing a silver line, and transformed into a shooting star, piercing straight for the lotus platform.

Space emitted a shriek of unbearable strain, and a hideous rift was torn open within it.

Yin Hongye didn't dodge; instead, the Long Spear she held horizontally in both arms suddenly turned, its thrust like a dragon, colliding head-on with the Atlas Spear.

The two spear beams, one red and one gold, collided violently in the void.

The surrounding buildings were suddenly torn apart and reduced to dust.

Before the sound of clashing weapons could even spread, Yin Hongye swung her arms, her Yin and Yang swords slashing down in a cross pattern. Two beams of light, one white and one black, crossed like scissors, cleaving straight at Yun Ming's shoulders.

Yun Ming instantly withdrew his spear and blocked the twin swords with the shaft, sparks flying everywhere.

But the instant he sheathed his gun, Yin Hongye's new attack had already landed.

The Skybinding Silk, Universe Ring, Golden Brick, and Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Cover, along with several other attacks including binding, trapping, controlling, and shielding, simultaneously attacked Yun Ming from different directions and angles.

Yun Ming found it very troublesome; the attack was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, and there was no gap in its attack.

But Yun Ming's defense remained impenetrable. His Atlas Spear moved with lightning speed, and his Four-Word Battle Armor operated at full power, maintaining its formidable strength.

But the surrounding area had already been transformed into a lava hell.

But Yun Ming only has one head and two arms, how can he compare to Yin Hongye's three heads and eight arms in terms of attack frequency, attack without gaps, and defense without flaws?

Even more deadly was that the blood-red Killing Dao covering the sky was constantly eroding his mind. With each clash of weapons, he felt a surge of killing intent rising in his heart.

This is perhaps what it feels like for Evil Soul Master to have their sanity eroded by their Martial Soul.

Yun Ming roared, enduring two blows from the divine weapon. He then changed his spear stance, thrusting the Atlas Spear out from below at an extremely tricky angle, aiming straight for Yin Hongye's throat.

This shot has no regard for technique; it's purely a skill for killing.

But he also knew that the attack was futile.

They killed one, but there are still two left.

This head can grow back.

Yin Hongye was equally unfazed; the lower lotus platform suddenly closed, enveloping him entirely.

The spear tip pierced the lotus petals, sparks flew, but there was still no mark of piercing.

But the next second, the lotus platform bloomed again, Yin Hongye leaped out from the main gate, its three heads and eight arms moving in unison.

Yun Ming to defend himself, holding the Atlas Spear in front of him to block, but it was too late.

Several divine weapons struck him one after another, most of which were blocked, but one spear struck him squarely in the groin.

Yun Ming let out a muffled groan and knelt down amidst the ruins, his spear shaft planted firmly on the ground. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his face was deathly pale.

The Yin Hongye sky floated in mid-air, looking down from above.

"Should we continue?"

Yun Ming remained silent, his face deathly pale. Yin Hongye Hongye's attack was severe, striking a vital spot; even Quasi-God level expert would be in so much pain that they couldn't speak.

"Stop hitting!"

A figure in emerald green rushed into the battlefield.

Ya Li almost fell to Yun Ming's side, her emerald green dress covered in dust and her face streaked with tears.

She spread her arms to shield Yun Ming, looking up at the Yin Hongye in mid-air, "Stop fighting... please stop fighting!"

Yin Hongye hovered beneath the blood-red Heavenly Screen, its three-headed, eight-armed battle form slowly dissipating, the Hong Lian receding, and the overwhelming killing intent receding like a tide.

He landed back on the ground, glanced at Ya Li, and said, "What, Ya Li? What right do you have to stop me?"

"Don't forget, it was the Federation that raised you!"

"I..." Ya Li was speechless for a moment.

"Don't tell me you've done right by the Federation." Yin Hongye's voice was icy. "You were born in the Federation's slums, and for years you selflessly helped the poor, always doing good deeds. When the Plague broke out at the Seventh Ring, you traveled to fourteen provinces, and through their faith, you became Titled Douluo."

"From this moment on, your name will resound throughout the entire Douluo Federation."

Yin Hongye recounted Ya Li's life story, "But don't forget what Yun Ming did! To get you, he created a spatial rift in the sky above Mingdu."

"But what did you do! You did nothing! You just watched all of this happen!"

"How can you face the people who believe in you?!"

Ya Li remained silent, her face growing paler with each passing moment. She wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.

"You mean to say that fifty years have passed, and most of them are dead, is that right?" Yin Hongye continued to approach.

"I didn't..." Ya Li finally managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, her voice barely audible.

"You do. That's what you think. You've been keeping a low profile at the Sea God Pavilion, isn't that just running away? Am I wrong? Haven't your actions been nothing but running away?"

Yin Hongye's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Ya Li's heart.

Ya Li trembled all over, tears silently streaming down her face, even her red lips lost their color.

Yin Hongye stopped looking at her. He turned and walked towards the alley entrance, then stopped after a few steps. He didn't look back, leaving only a single sentence that floated down and echoed through the ruins.

"Do you really deserve the love and respect the people of the Federation have for you?"

Ya Li's inner turmoil intensified, making it clear that she would never become Limit Douluo again.

An unresolved, even irreparable, knot in Ya Li's heart was laid bare before her.

She herself was the one who created this knot in her heart.

After leaving the plaza, Yin Hongye tore off his dusty outer robe, while Mu Hongchen swiped a few times on his communicator. "The Heavenly Phoenix Douluo is at the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, already waiting for us."

"Understood. I can go to the Tang Sect Headquarters again later to borrow a prescription," Yin Hongye said.