Your Proposal Is Good, but Don't Make Any More Proposals

Beyond the heavenly curtain, Bibi Dong continued watching it, the smile in her eyes completely gone.

She could judge the Demon Monarch's strength. He was absolutely at level ninety-nine, yet Yin Hongye's final attack had far exceeded her expectations.

The only flaw was that the move was not fast enough. With his abilities, he definitely could have dodged it!

"Just one move? He instantly killed a Peerless Douluo?"

Qian Daoliu was stunned. Yin Hongye's strength had increased so much after activating his domain, and he even possessed two domains.

"One person actually has two domain skills. This person from the future truly has exceptional talent."

At Shrek Academy twenty thousand years ago, Yu Xiaogang's mouth hung open for a long time.

At this moment, there was only anger and jealousy in his heart. "Why is Yin Hongye's talent so powerful? Why? Why?!"

"Even heaven envies genius! I am more knowledgeable and have greater potential than him, so why is my innate talent only half a level?! Why?! Why?!"

Tang San stood on the other side, disdain showing in his eyes as he held the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud Xue Beng had given him after the Heaven Dou Palace Coup.

"Once I become more familiar with Divine Slaughter's Domain, I can do the same thing."

"Besides, I am destined to become the Sea God. If you had been born twenty thousand years earlier, you might barely have been qualified to contend with me. But twenty thousand years later, you have no chance at all."

At the other end of the continent, Tang Hao showed the same disdain in his eyes. "Once I train in Divine Slaughter's Domain some more, I can do the same thing."

At this moment, Qian Daoliu noticed a change in the other protagonist within the heavenly curtain.

It was his granddaughter, Qian Renxue. She slaughtered demons as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. Her sword light poured down like a waterfall. Small demons emerged from the gate, but with their frail bodies, they did not dare approach the Blood Sea. Qian Renxue cut down one with every swing of her sword.

Qian Daoliu watched the fluctuations of her Soul Power. They were like a blazing fire, burning larger and brighter by the moment.

"She's already level ninety!"

He simply could not believe it. His granddaughter had taken less than a month to break through from Soul Sage to Titled Douluo.

What kind of blessed land was this twenty-thousand-years-later era?

There were so many fallen Soul Masters.

No one could answer him. He even began to suspect that the Yue Family twenty thousand years later was harboring bandits to maintain its own power.

"Such depraved people actually emerged from my Angel Clan!"

He clenched his fists, not knowing how he should punish these unworthy descendants.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue in the heavenly curtain had no idea what her grandfather thought of her. With one sword strike, she split a small demon apart. Soul Power surged through her meridians like the Yellow River, crashing directly into the final barrier.

The barrier between Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo shattered with a boom.

Soul rings emerged beneath her feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—

Red, red.

The final two were hundred-thousand-year soul rings, granted to her by the hundred-thousand-year Heaven Dragon Horse.

Ya Li's record was instantly rewritten.

Qian Renxue froze for a moment. She had not expected to become a Titled Douluo so quickly. She had not even remained a Soul Douluo for long.

A twenty-nine-year-old Titled Douluo might not count as a genius in this era, but she was still at a near first-rate level.

Without any hesitation, she unleashed her ninth soul skill. A gigantic angel phantom identical to Qian Renxue suddenly appeared. As the phantom's six wings trembled, countless golden feathers surged forth, shooting at the demons from every direction.

Under the assault of holy light, the demons emerging from every Demon Gate were instantly burned to ashes by holy flames.

At the same time, several streaks of light tore through the sky.

Yun Ming flew at the front, the Sky-Piercing Spear held across his back. He had already sensed that something was wrong with the surrounding aura. Long Yeyue followed behind him, exhaustion still visible in her eyes.

Ya Li followed half a step behind. Once she understood the reason, she also recognized the urgency of the matter.

Farther away, two figures arrived simultaneously from the direction of the Spirit Pagoda. Spirit Transmission Douluo wore the standard uniform of the Spirit Pagoda, with Heavenly Phoenix Douluo behind him. Her fiery-red gown fluttered like rosy clouds.

From the direction of the Tang Sect, Passionate Douluo Zang Xin wore white robes, and another layer of exhaustion had appeared in his eyes. It was Yin Hongye again. Just who was the creditor here?

The moment Yun Ming landed, he saw that sea of blood. Red lotuses bloomed upon it, while Yin Hongye stood in the middle of the sea with twin swords in hand, azure and crimson intertwining.

The might of the Slaughter God was displayed to the fullest, blocking most of the enemies pouring out of the Demon Gates.

Yet the gates of light continued expanding and distorting, allowing some demons to escape.

"Blood Sea Domain..." Yun Ming murmured. "The crisis is greater than I imagined. The scale of their attack far exceeds my expectations."

Yun Ming said nothing. The Sky-Piercing Spear directly stabbed toward one of the crack-covered Demon Gates, preparing to close it.

The gate shook slightly. Yin Hongye had long noticed the others' arrival, and with a backhand swing, he sent a blood blade soaring into the sky, passing by Qian Gu Dongfeng's ear.

"What are you watching for? Hurry up and help me close the gates." Yin Hongye showed Qian Gu Dongfeng no courtesy at all.

"Yin Hongye, even if you can't stand me, there was no need to attack!" Qian Gu Dongfeng was speechless. Yin Hongye had already kidnapped his grandson—how could his bottom line be lowered again?

With several Titled Douluo joining the battle, the battlefield instantly became much easier. Yin Hongye finally no longer needed to run wildly between distant gates.

Yin Hongye only needed to focus on clearing out the monsters. He did not need to worry about anyone else's life or death. Meanwhile, more scarlet sword marks appeared along the passages of the Demon Gates beneath strike after strike from Yin Hongye.

One great demon after another had barely emerged from the gate before being sliced into tens of thousands of pieces, then burned into ashes.

A great demon that reacted quickly, losing only one arm before barely escaping back inside, shouted, "Run! There's someone outside the gate who's just like Satan! The living beings in this world aren't right! There's even an angel in the sky!"

"Fuck, stepping outside means certain death! That twin-sword wielder isn't human!"

In the end, the Demon Gates slowly closed amid immense difficulty, but that gate did not disappear.

Everyone's gazes fell upon Yehui, who was still unconscious. Following Yuanen Zhentian, they entered a shattered little house.

Yun Ming stared at that gate, the Sky-Piercing Spear held at his side, his brows tightly furrowed. He did not know how to resolve this thing completely.

Seal it? Destroy it?

But the true gate seemed to be this red-haired woman.

Qian Gu Dongfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze resting on Yehui as a peculiar light gradually lit up in his eyes.

"I do have an idea." His voice was unhurried. "Since this Demon Gate connects to another plane, why not go along with it?"

Qian Gu Dongfeng raised a hand and pointed at the unconscious Yehui, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. "Use this person to occupy the Demon Plane. Even if that plane has no worthwhile resources—"

"The demons themselves are the greatest resource."

As soon as those words fell, the scene sank into dead silence.

Yuanen Tiandang knelt beside his wife, holding her hand. Her hand was cold as ice. He raised his head, his gaze passing over the crowd before falling on Yun Ming and Ya Li.

"Sky-Cleaving Douluo, Holy Spirit Douluo."

"Please... you must save her. Shrek Academy has so many inheritances. You can definitely save her."

Yun Ming fell silent for a moment before looking toward Ya Li. Ya Li had already crouched beside Yehui, soft light glowing in her palm as it seeped bit by bit into Yehui's body. A moment later, her brows knit slightly.

"She and the Demon Gate have already completely fused into one."

"Is there really no way?" Yuanen Tiandang asked in a grief-stricken voice.

Just then, Yin Hongye imitated Qian Wanhao's grandfather and knocked on the Demon Gate, making the demons within tremble in fear.

His voice suddenly rang out. "I have a proposal."

"How about we just kill her?"

Everyone fell silent for a while. Passionate Douluo said tactfully, "Red Lotus Douluo, your proposal is good, but don't make any more proposals."

"Then tell me, what better method do you have?"