Yu Xiaogang's Astonishing Endurance

"Second Brother, seal this place off. Keep this matter contained and suppress the rumors in the city."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu flew toward the Worship Hall. As for his granddaughter's cultivation, it was time to raise the intensity.

If she could become a god a few years earlier, even if it was only one year earlier, some uncontrollable factors could become controllable a year sooner.

Meanwhile, at the ruins of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang knelt before the clan that had been reduced to rubble, his eyes bloodshot and vacant as he stared at the ruins.

News of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's destruction had been difficult to contain. Moreover, Yu Xiaogang had planned to return to the clan today with his Fart God's Divine Position.

Thus, when he entered the territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he learned that the entire clan had been taken away by mysterious powerhouses, their sect destroyed, with not a single clansman escaping.

According to the information Yu Xiaogang had obtained, the only one from the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to escape this calamity was the clan leader's son—him.

At that moment, Tang San came to Yu Xiaogang's side. Looking at his teacher kneeling on the ground with lifeless eyes, his heart ached terribly.

The home where he had grown up since childhood had been destroyed, and his family's whereabouts were unknown. He did not know whether they were alive or dead. Such a devastating blow would have been unbearable for anyone.

"Teacher..." Tang San stood silently at the side, but no words of comfort could leave his mouth.

"Xiao San, let's go."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse, yet frighteningly calm. He then rose to his feet and walked into the distance without looking back.

Tang San hurriedly followed. Looking at his teacher's lonely back, he let out a heavy sigh.

The calmer his teacher appeared, the more frightened Tang San became.

Even if his teacher had collapsed from grief, that would have been far better than this.

Father, your son came too late. But rest assured, once I inherit the Fart God's Divine Position and become the Fart God, I will definitely find the culprit and personally avenge you!

Yu Xiaogang silently swore to himself. The reason he seemed so calm—

was merely because he was still too weak. Getting angry now would only be helpless rage. It would be better to wait until he inherited the Fart God's Divine Position. Only then would he have the qualifications to seek revenge.

When it came to Grandmaster Yu's ability to endure, if he claimed second place, no one would dare claim first!

Elsewhere, in the Star Dou Forest, after Di Tian returned, Chu Yuan had him open a spatial passage.

"Lord, are you really going? That Rank Three God is, after all, a true god."

Chu Yuan gave Di Tian a suspicious look.

Was this fellow doubting his lord's strength?

"Di Tian, a Rank Three God is nothing in this king's eyes. Besides, you don't want to see your Uncle Ice and Uncle Fire unable to return to this world, do you?"

After saying that, Chu Yuan stepped directly into the spatial passage Di Tian had opened.

"Just rest assured."

Chu Yuan's voice gradually faded until Di Tian could no longer hear a trace of it.

"Sigh, I still underestimated my lord's strength."

Recalling his lord's confident expression just now, Di Tian could not help feeling somewhat regretful.

His lord was not that idiotic former lord. Naturally, he would not attempt something impossible.

Within Shrek Academy, that Rank Three God lay on a soft bed, upon which lay more than a dozen women who had already lost their breath.

As a god, he had originally looked down on mortal women. But ever since ascending to the God Realm, he had never experienced such pleasure again.

After all, he was merely a lowly Rank Three God. Those female gods in the God Realm did not think much of him at all.

"This is the life a divine powerhouse like me should be living."

Just then, as the Rank Three God was about to seize another woman, he suddenly felt his body rise into the air beyond his control.

"What is going on!?"

A flicker of panic immediately appeared on the Rank Three God's face.

He was a god. In this lower realm, he was an invincible existence. How could something like losing control of his own body happen?

In an instant, the Rank Three God was brought into the sky. Before him, Chu Yuan stood quietly in the air.

"Bastard!"

"A mere mortal dares provoke this god!?"

Sensing that Chu Yuan did not possess the same divine aura as himself, the Rank Three God immediately regained his confidence.

He had nearly been scared to death. He had thought the God Realm had sent another, stronger god, but it was only a mortal who had not become a god.

Chu Yuan could not help but sneer.

"That makes sense. During that great battle, you were probably hiding in some obscure corner. It is only natural that you do not recognize this king."

Upon hearing this, the Rank Three God's eyes immediately turned bloodshot, and he began breathing heavily.

It was one thing for those Second-Level Gods and First-Level Gods in the God Realm to look down on him. But now that he had come to this lower realm, was even a mortal going to look down on him?

"Stop playing tricks! Today, I'll show you what a divine powerhouse is!"

The Rank Three God shouted, divine power surging around him as a massive saber condensed from divine power appeared in his hand.

I need to hold back a little. I can't damage the body.

The next instant, Chu Yuan vanished. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the Rank Three God and threw a punch.

Before the Rank Three God could react, agonizing pain erupted from his abdomen. His throat sweetened, and he uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood.

"How is this possible!?" The Rank Three God blankly wiped the divine blood from his mouth and asked in shock, "Who exactly are you!?"

"Golden Dragon Seal." Chu Yuan formed a hand seal, and a complex mark radiating golden dragon might slowly appeared in his palm.

The Golden Dragon Seal sounded like an offensive technique, but in truth, it was a sealing technique. It could seal an enemy's soul, plunging it into a state of deep slumber.

Seeing this, the Rank Three God hurriedly flew backward, shouting as he fled, "Lord Asura God, save me!"

Just as Chu Yuan's palm was about to touch the Rank Three God's body, the latter's aura suddenly surged explosively.

A blood-red pillar of light erupted from the Rank Three God's body and shot straight into the heavens.

"Golden Dragon King, this time, I would like to see how you will escape."

A majestic voice filled with murderous intent rang out.

Behind the Rank Three God, an enormous blood-red phantom slowly emerged.

The phantom held a blood-red demonic sword. Though it was only a phantom, the murderous aura it radiated caused the surrounding space to tremble faintly before shattering with a crack.

"Heh, this king knew you would not send down only one Rank Three God."

Chu Yuan looked at the towering phantom before him. He did not even need to sense that murderous aura; he could recognize it from the phantom's face alone.