I Refuse to Let Yu Xiaogang Take the Blade! The Divine Realm Searches for the Holy Spirit Continent

Spirit Hall.

Like the Upper Three Sects, they all regretted their actions after seeing the Holy Spirit Continent's two rankings.

Waves of regret surged higher and higher.

Those Spirit Hall Elders who had been ready to join in the arrogant boasts earlier...

Now every last one was ashen-faced, nearly wetting themselves in the hall.

Especially Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

They had made the rankings!

Yu Xiaogang and Yu Yuanzhen had used their names to mock the other side.

If the other side remembered that...

Wouldn't everything blow up?!

Chrysanthemum Douluo grabbed Ghost Douluo, his voice trembling with tears.

"What do we do? What do we do, old ghost?!"

Ghost Douluo's face was deathly pale as he muttered a few words.

"We're done for!"

Beside them, Ghost Leopard Douluo glanced at the pair and spoke unhurriedly, his tone brimming with unmistakable delight at their misfortune.

"Well, there's nothing to be done about that-"

"Who told you two to get on the rankings so quickly?"

He spread his hands, utterly at ease.

"Being weak has its advantages-at least no one sets their sights on you!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo rolled his eyes in fury and was about to lash out when a cold shout came from the head of the hall.

"Silence!"

Bibi Dong sat upright on the Throne, her phoenix eyes sharpening.

"Panicking like this-where is your dignity? Do you look anything like Titled Douluos?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo nearly burst into tears.

"Your Holiness, they're gods!"

Bibi Dong narrowed her phoenix eyes and tapped her knuckles against the armrest twice.

"I know."

"Am I not... working on a solution?"

At that moment, countless people throughout the great hall were racking their brains.

Just then, Porcupinefish Douluo suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I've got it! Why don't we have Yu Xiaogang take the blade for us?"

"After all, he started every single thing! He invented that enslavement theory, and he shouted those arrogant claims. What do you think?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's and Ghost Douluo's eyes lit up, and they were about to voice their agreement together.

"Rejected."

Bibi Dong answered immediately, crisp and decisive.

The hall fell silent.

Everyone stared at the Throne in astonishment.

Then Her Holiness the Pope spoke coolly.

"Make a scholar take the blade for you?"

"Have you no shame?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo opened his mouth.

"I..."

Beside him, Ghost Douluo gave a discreet, cold snort.

He knew all too well what his pope was thinking.

Wasn't she just unwilling to let her old flame die?

Tch.

If it were anyone else, she would have agreed long ago!

Just as the atmosphere was about to freeze solid, an aged voice abruptly shattered the silence.

"Bibi Dong, are you still clinging to old feelings?"

"Boom-!"

Spirit Hall's heavy doors were blasted open by an unrivaled pressure!

The two enormous doors, forged from ten-thousand-year black iron, tore free of their tracks and smashed into the stone pillars on either side of the hall with shrill whistles, sending sparks flying and dust billowing!

Amid the dust, six figures strode through the air and slowly descended into the center of the hall.

Their feet never touched the ground, and their robes did not stir.

Yet everyone in the hall stopped breathing at that instant.

Bibi Dong's expression abruptly tightened.

Why had they come here?

The arrivals were none other than all the Enshrined of the Worship Hall, except Qian Daoliu.

Bibi Dong's gaze darkened.

"Why have you come?"

Enshrined Golden Crocodile stepped forward slowly, his voice booming like a great bell.

"The Great Enshrined ordered us to come and discuss a countermeasure with you!"

"To think we would hear such an absurd decision the moment we arrived."

Enshrined Jiang Mo sneered.

"You refused? For that bald donkey? Ridiculous."

"If you ask me, it would be best if he died right before your eyes. That would save you pining for him!"

"You-!"

Bibi Dong sprang to her feet, fury nearly erupting from her phoenix eyes.

Soul power surged around her, making the hall's beams and pillars hum!

Enshrined Golden Crocodile's gaze was sharp as the pressure belonging to the Second Worship slowly spread from him.

"In my capacity as Spirit Hall's Second Worship, I order you to carry this out according to the plan Elder Pufferfish proposed!"

"If you still object, then... we can only ask the Great Enshrined to come speak with you in person."

Bibi Dong clenched the Scepter tightly, her knuckles whitening as she suppressed her anger and forced out each word.

"Fine. I agree."

Yet bone-deep hatred churned in her heart.

Just wait.

One day, I will purge every last one of you!

Sea God Island.

At that moment, it was the only faction that had learned the other continent possessed gods yet felt no fear.

Because above their heads stood a Sea God as well!

Great Enshrined Bo Saixi stood atop the Sacred Pillar, gazing at the Heavenly Screen without the slightest trace of panic in her eyes.

God against god.

Why would we lose?

The Divine Realm.

At that moment, both Asura God and Sea God were dumbfounded.

Gods!

How could gods possibly appear on the Holy Spirit Continent?!

And they were still in the lower realm.

Their numbers far exceeded anything the two had imagined.

Sea God abruptly gripped the edge of the Water Mirror, his knuckles whitening with the force as even his voice changed pitch.

"How could this happen?!"

"According to the Divine Realm's rules, shouldn't everyone ascend to the Divine Realm after becoming a god? How could they still remain on that continent?!"

A string of questions hammered at the Water Mirror, but the Heavenly Screen within continued shifting as it pleased, showing a god no respect whatsoever.

Sea God's chest heaved violently before he slowly released the Water Mirror and retreated half a step.

Asura God, however, had remained silent throughout.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze dark as he scanned the two First-Level God profile cards in the mirror back and forth for a full ten breaths.

Inside his sleeve, his knuckles tapped lightly, again and again.

Only after a long while did he speak slowly, his voice kept extremely low.

"I don't know."

"I must use my divine sense to locate the Holy Spirit Continent at once."

"A continent with gods poses a potential danger to us."

At this, he paused slightly, a shadow flashing through the depths of his eyes.

"I fear... the crisis once brought by Dragon God may emerge again on this Holy Spirit Continent!"

As his words fell, Sea God's breathing caught almost imperceptibly.

To the Divine Realm, the words "Dragon God" had never been merely a name, but a brush with utter destruction!

Asura God said no more.

With that, he began searching with his divine sense!

The Holy Spirit Continent, the Holy Spirit Temple.

The gathered powerhouses watched the Heavenly Screen. Over in the Douluo Section, there was a deathly silence.

No one spoke.

They all smiled disdainfully.

Holy War Gaia let out a scoff.

"They must have been scared witless, right?"

Soronson stood with his hands behind his back and answered.

"Of course."

"Frogs gazing at the sky from the bottom of a well think the heavens are only that big. But in truth..."

A mocking smile curled his lips.

"The firmament they spend their entire lives looking up at is merely a reflection of the true sky cast into the bottom of their well."

Spiritual light stirred faintly around Qilin as he spoke leisurely.

"Next, let's watch our people give those trash on the other side a proper tongue-lashing."

Before his words had even faded, just as everyone in the hall was about to agree, Holy Thunder suddenly froze.

He turned his head toward the Throne.

"My Lord, what's wrong?"

All the powerhouses looked over.

They saw their Lord sitting upright as usual, his eyes closed.

Yet at his brow, a vast divine will flashed forth, pierced the temple roof, soared into the Nine Heavens, and reached into the endless void!

A moment later, the divine will withdrew, and Lin Yan opened his eyes.

He first glanced at Rey, his tone casual.

"Nothing."

"Just now, an ant tried to pry into the Holy Spirit Continent!"

"Heh, very well."

"Since he reached out his hand, let him return with this lesson."

"Let them all remember:"

"The Holy Spirit Continent is not to be pried into."

"Those who pry will pay the price!"