Three figures stood in the night sky, treading on air.
Zhongli Wu stood with his hands behind his back, the pressure of a Rank 98 Title Douluo spreading outward as the phantom of the Death God Demon Puppet flickered behind him. Long Xiaoyao stood to his right, the aura of a Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo concealed but ready to erupt, the scales of the Dark Saint Dragon glimmering dimly beneath the moonlight. Ye Xishui stood to his left, also Rank 99, an eerie aura coiling around her and making it impossible to discern her true state.
"Shrek..." Zhongli Wu spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity. "After ten thousand years of inheritance, it ends today."
Below, Xuan Zi was the first to shoot into the sky.
The Taotie phantom behind him swelled wildly as the pressure of his Rank 98 Super Douluo cultivation erupted without restraint. He stood in midair, his blazing gaze fixed firmly on Long Xiaoyao.
Long Xiaoyao said nothing. He merely looked at him quietly, a trace of complicated emotion flashing through his eyes.
Behind Xuan Zi, figure after figure rose into the air.
Song Yunzhi moved first. Her Azure Shadow Divine Eagle Martial Soul spread its wings, and she moved so fast that only an afterimage remained. She carved an arc through the sky and charged straight at Ye Xishui.
Lin Huiqun followed close behind. The phantom of the Heaven-Burning Fire Lion roared, its blazing flames dyeing half the sky red. He threw a punch, and the fire lion transformed into towering waves of flame that surged toward Long Xiaoyao.
Zhuang Yusen did not advance. Instead, he landed atop the highest point of the ruins. The Tree of Life grew madly behind him, emerald radiance covering the battlefield—he