The Influence of the Will to Slaughter
The Destruction Shrek is big news in the Federation and even in the entire Douluo Star.
The moment the news spread, the entire continent was shaken.
The sacred land of Soul Master, which had existed for 20,000 years and symbolized 20,000 years of glory, was reduced to a charred ruin overnight.
The intelligence systems of all major powers were activated at an alarming rate, and messengers and soul-guided communicators crisscrossed between major cities.
But more concerning than the Destruction of Shrek is the Federation's reaction.
The Federation seemed to have been prepared for Shrek's Destruction long ago, immediately arranging a public relations team, public opinion guidance, official announcements, and follow-up measures, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
The process was so practiced it was as if it had been rehearsed countless times; every step was perfectly coordinated, without a trace of panic.
The only thing worth noting is that Shrek was Destruction, and some unexpected people died.
For example, when Qi Ji was being pointed at and annoyed by Qiangu Dongfeng, Qi Ji simply killed Qiangu Dongfeng as well.
The death of Qiangu Dongfeng did not cause a major uproar within the Federation, since the only survivors in the entire Shrek City were the Tang Sect members who had gone to seek refuge beforehand.
Therefore, everything concerning Qi Ji can be attributed to the fact that he is dead and there is no way to verify it.
Including the collapse of the Golden Tree, nobody cares anymore anyway.
The Tang Sect members had long since left, the Holy Spirit Cult members were all dead, the Shrek members were all dead, and Qiangu Dongfeng was also dead. Those who managed to escape either dared not speak out, or no one would believe them even if they did.
Shrek was like a giant whale, and when that whale died, it had Whale Fall Effect on many areas of the Federation.
The landscape of the Soul Master Academy needs to be reshuffled, the flow of geniuses needs to be redistributed, resource production areas need to be redefined, and spheres of influence need to be redefined.
One whale falls, and all things come to life.
Those forces that were once suppressed by Shrek finally had their day to rise, and those resources that were once monopolized by Shrek finally flowed back into the market.
The various factions were busy scrambling for their share of the ruins.
Of course, these are no problem at all for the Qi Ji.
For him now, all he needs to do is wait for Yuanen Yehui to reach Level 90 and open the gate to the Demon Plane.
Of course, some people might wonder, since Qi Ji is already God King, why not directly target the Demon Plane?
Then let me ask you, why did Buddha Lord Tang devise such a grand plan spanning ten thousand years to attract the Abyss Plane?
It is because of these dimensions that are different from planets that they are basically in other dimensions and not in the regular material universe.
Even Qi Ji dared not alert the enemy, after all, the Dragon Clan, a powerful race from the primordial material universe, seemed to have had relatively little contact with this kind of alternate dimension.
After all, no roadside entity like the Abyss had ever dared to plot against the Dragon Clan before.
Therefore, Qi Ji really doesn't have any experience or ability in this area.
So... for now, all we can do is wait.
"Do you... feel like you've become a little different?"
Back home, the Dragon God suddenly asked Qi Ji a question.
His Dragon Soul floated on the living room sofa, its enormous dragon head slightly tilted, its golden dragon eyes holding an unusual seriousness.
The setting sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the living room in a warm orange glow, and also penetrating his translucent Dragon Soul, casting a hazy layer of light and shadow on the wall.
Qi Ji paused for a moment, then nodded.
He took off his coat, casually hung it on the coat rack by the door, walked to the refrigerator, took out a chilled drink, opened it, and took a sip.
The cool liquid slid down his throat, and he felt himself slowly cooling down from that feverish, murderous state.
"During this operation, I found myself becoming rather violent, which is unlike me." Qi Ji immediately realized this after being asked by the Dragon God.
He leaned against the kitchen counter, his fingers lightly tapping the aluminum wall of a beverage can, producing a faint metallic sound.
To be honest, based on his performance at Shrek, it's really hard to tell which side is the Evil Soul Master.
He killed Yun Ming, beheaded Ya Li, destroyed Long Yeyue, absorbed the Golden Tree, and casually killed Qiangu Dongfeng as well. He even set off the Holy Spirit Cult members like fireworks.
He fought his way through without even blinking, as if he were playing a game of mowing grass.
"That's normal... Dragon Clan inherently possess savage genes."
The Dragon God pondered for a moment and then spoke. His Dragon Soul floated up from the sofa and hovered in front of Qi Ji, its enormous dragon head tilted slightly forward, as if it were looking intently at its son.
"In your past life, I never made you fight, so you were never affected by it. But in this life, you have inevitably been involved in killing, so you may indeed lack experience in this area."
"So how should I solve this?"
Qi Ji expressed his desire to resolve this issue, because even if he could give up beef, the feeling of losing his temper was unpleasant to recall afterwards.
The feeling of being pushed or led by something made him very uncomfortable. He had a feeling of being pulled down to the average intelligence level of the Douluo Universe.
Even though he was a rational adult in his previous life, when it came to killing, only the word "kill" remained in his mind. That feeling was too unfamiliar and too dangerous.
"Wait... or get used to this feeling. Your strength has increased too quickly, so it might not feel real yet, therefore..."
"You need time to adapt to your power," the Dragon God continued, his massive dragon head lowering slightly, his dragon eyes filled with the patience of a father looking at his son.
"The timing... well, it's within my expectations." Qi Ji smiled.
Has he ended up following the same path as Buddha Tang?
During the first season of Douluo I, after Tang San left the Slaughter City, he spent a long time learning music at the Moonlight Pavilion to help himself detach himself from the killing.
Unexpectedly, he encountered a similar problem to that of Tang Buddha Tang.
However, there is a fundamental difference between him and Tang San — Tang San fought his way out of a place Slaughter City, which was known for its breeding of venomous creatures, while he only pulled off a big heist at Shrek.
The two are completely different in degree, and should be much simpler to solve.
"I'm planning to go fishing tomorrow, want to come with me?" Qi Ji pulled out a fishing rod from somewhere.
It was an ordinary-looking bamboo fishing rod, with a smooth body that felt warm and comfortable to hold.
He casually tugged the fishing line, and the hook spun twice in the air, gleaming silver in the setting sun.
"Fishing... what's the point?" The Dragon God, somewhat puzzled.
In his mind, fishing was just sitting by the water and daydreaming; it was neither a way to cultivate oneself nor to fight, and it was a pure waste of time.
"So, are you going or not?" Qi Ji pursed his lips, making a move to reel in his fishing rod.
"Yes, of course I'll go!" the Dragon God immediately changed his mind.
His Dragon Soul rolled over on the sofa, its enormous head nodding like a chick pecking at rice.
He'd do anything to be with his son, let alone go fishing; he'd even dig for earthworms.