Meanwhile, on the Douluo Continent!
The Void Rift that had suddenly torn open and swallowed Qian Renxue...
Instead of gradually closing after swallowing her, it expanded further, forming a Sky Screen that covered the heavens.
No matter where anyone stood on the Douluo Continent or what angle they looked from, they could clearly see the images within it.
Qian Renxue was right there in the Sky Screen.
"Young Mistress!"
Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo were Qian Renxue's guards, yet they had lost her right under their noses.
Their faces changed as panic seized them, and they flew toward the Sky Screen overhead.
But the closer they flew, the farther away it seemed.
Though it was night, this was no ordinary night.
The images in the Sky Screen shifted. Tang San, Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, Ning Fengzhi, Flender, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and the others who had just met in Heaven Dou Imperial City were immediately drawn to them.
Tang San's expression changed slightly. "That's Qian Renxue. How did she end up in the sky? What unfathomable power is this? Teacher, do you know?"
Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded. How the hell would he know?
But in front of his disciple and everyone else, Yu Xiaogang could not expose his ignorance. He put on an air of learning.
"Qian Renxue is an heir of the Qian Family and a descendant of the Angel God. This must be the Angel God's doing. Little San, Poison Douluo, Hall Master Yang, Sect Master Ning, Flender, Erlong—everyone, be careful. Qian Renxue's ultimate move is here. Whether we can protect His Majesty comes down to this."
Ning Fengzhi looked at Yu Xiaogang with admiration.
"As expected of Grandmaster. I've always prided myself on my wits, but before Grandmaster's astonishing wisdom, I gladly admit defeat."
Yu Xiaogang's coffin-like face seemed to show no expression, but he could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising, as if to say, If you know how to talk, keep talking.
Yu Xiaogang had declared the Sky Screen a work of the Angel God. Tang San and the others, fresh from a bitter battle, summoned their Martial Souls again, displayed their Soul Rings, and huffed at the Sky Screen overhead.
A violent aura gathered around them. They looked ready to fight the Sky Screen to the death.
Spirit Hall!
Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshrined who had not appeared in public for years, saw his granddaughter Qian Renxue in the Sky Screen. He led the six Enshrined—Golden Crocodile, Lion, Guang Ling, Azure Luan, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo—out of the Worship Hall.
His eyes filled with longing and his face with bewilderment. His lips trembled as he said:
"Xue'er..."
He tried to summon his Angel Divine Power, but even that could not reach the Sky Screen.
Golden Crocodile Douluo voiced what everyone was thinking.
"What is going on? Why is the Young Mistress in the sky? Shouldn't she be in Heaven Dou Imperial City, carrying out the most crucial step of the Nation-Stealing Plan?"
No one could explain what was happening, so they could only watch patiently.
Papal Hall!
Bibi Dong emerged from the Papal Hall, accompanied by her disciple Hu Liena and guarded by Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, her two formidable lieutenants.
Seeing Qian Renxue in the Sky Screen, Bibi Dong was nothing like the agitated Qian Daoliu. Her eyes held three parts mockery, three parts coldness, and four parts indifference.
"Hah! Are you going to expose your Nation-Stealing Plan to everyone on the continent?"
"Worthless girl. Do you want everyone to know what you've done for Spirit Hall, so you can come back and fight me for the position of Pope?"
"Don't even think about it... My position as Pope isn't yours to covet."
The person in the Sky Screen was Spirit Hall's Young Mistress. Bibi Dong could say such things, but Hu Liena, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo did not dare respond.
As everyone watched, the images in the Sky Screen continued to change.
Qian Renxue crashed into Xiao Ran, got up, and woke him. After a conversation in which they tested each other and Qian Renxue proved her identity, Xiao Ran explained his understanding of Higher-Dimensional Space.
Heaven Dou Imperial City!
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"What Higher-Dimensional Space? Is that so-called Blue Star the legendary Divine Realm?"
"Qian Renxue hasn't even become a god. How could she enter the Divine Realm?"
"Aaah..."
"Qian Xunji is Qian Renxue's father, and Bibi Dong is her mother? How can that be? Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong were master and disciple!"
"Master and disciple, carrying on like that! Wretch, wretch! Bibi Dong, how could you do this to me? You betrayed my sincere love!"
Since awakening his Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, Tang San had grown handsome, but his features were now twisted. Jealousy burned unchecked in his heart: Qian Renxue had been able to enter the Divine Realm.
He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
He cried out inwardly, Qian Renxue lost to me! What gives her the right to ascend into the Divine Realm when I can't?
She already has a way to her own death.
Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, and Ning Fengzhi looked as though lightning had struck them. To the god in the Sky Screen, everything that happened on the Douluo Continent was merely a novel or an animated series.
Nothing they did could be hidden from the god in the Sky Screen. What meaning, honestly, did all their struggles have?
Life was nothing more than a puppet on strings.
Flender restrained Yu Xiaogang, who looked half-mad. "Xiaogang, calm down. Their child is all grown up. Can't you let it go?"
Flender would have done better to say nothing. At those words, tears and snot streamed down Yu Xiaogang's face. With the beautiful Bibi Dong, he had only held her little hand, while Qian Xunji had gone straight to the deed.
The thought made Yu Xiaogang's chest ache.
Qian Renxue was already twenty-nine. Counting back twenty-nine years, Bibi Dong might have been with Yu Xiaogang while also being taken by Qian Xunji.
Sob, sob, sob...
So I, Yu Xiaogang, was just another part of the games between Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong, master and disciple?
Qian Xunji, you born-evil, yellow-haired bastard! Even if Clear Sky Douluo already beat you to death, I, Yu Xiaogang, will stop at nothing to dig up your grave, drag out your corpse, grind your bones to dust, and scatter the ashes. I won't let you rest even in death!
"Aaah..."
Yu Xiaogang screamed. Liu Erlong had pinched the soft flesh at his waist and twisted it a full 180 degrees.
Yu Xiaogang turned his contorted face toward her. Liu Erlong bit her lip and looked away sulkily, refusing to meet his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang was heartsick, but so was Liu Erlong.
To think that Yu Xiaogang, whom she loved with all her heart, was still devoted to Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall's Pope. Liu Erlong felt as if she had picked up a doll someone else had discarded and treasured it.
Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall had destroyed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet Yu Xiaogang still pined for her.
The thought left a bitter taste in Liu Erlong's mouth.
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