Yu Xiaogang Fled, and the Silver Dragon King Appeared!

In his panic, he looked toward Tang San beside him.

"San, you..."

Before he could finish, Tang San merely glanced at him and instinctively took a step back.

One step.

No more, no less-just enough to retreat beyond the reach of their bond as master and disciple.

Yu Xiaogang looked at that half-step of distance and smiled helplessly, his smile uglier than tears.

He had wanted Tang San to think of something.

After all, San had plenty of ideas...

But now, even his dearest San had instinctively moved away from him!

How well had I treated him?!

He had personally taught him theory, guided his cultivation move by move, and even taught him step by step how to choose his Soul Rings.

But now...

Alas.

Morals were declining by the day, and the world had grown cold!

It was not just Tang San.

Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar... every last one of them instinctively put some distance between themselves and him, wishing they could get as far away from Yu Xiaogang as possible.

There was no helping it.

Yu Xiaogang was now a walking bomb.

Anyone who got close would die!

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, raised his head, and looked toward the Heavenly Screen.

There, within the Heavenly Screen's projection!

The Holy Spirit Continent's army had already appeared in the far distance off the Douluo Continent!

Looking far into the distance, the outline of that thousand-meter warship had already appeared on the sea's horizon at the continent's edge!

They were coming.

They really were coming!

At this sight, the last trace of wishful hope in Yu Xiaogang's eyes vanished like smoke.

He sprang to his feet and took to his heels, heading straight for Liu Erlong's courtyard!

Once he found her, he grabbed Liu Erlong's wrist without another word, turned, and ran!

To hell with a Grandmaster's bearing or a teacher's dignity!

Staying alive was what truly mattered!

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Ning Rongrong looked toward Tang San, her voice tight.

"What... do we do next?"

Tang San fell silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his eyes clear.

"The Holy Spirit Continent won't slaughter innocents indiscriminately, so we don't need to be afraid. And I'm going to the Holy Spirit Continent."

"That place is full of opportunities and things to see. Do you want to go?"

At these words, everyone exchanged glances.

Dai Mubai nodded, raising no objection.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing had no objections either.

After a long silence, Ning Rongrong nodded as well.

She had just received a message from her father.

The sect had disbanded, and he had told her that she must not return.

Since she could no longer return even to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Then she would go with them.

Seeing this, Tang San nodded firmly.

"Good!"

"Then let's get ready!"

Meanwhile, aboard the Jingming.

Lingxiao arrived outside the VIP cabin and raised her hand to knock.

"Come in."

Soronson's voice rang out first.

It was as though he had already "seen" the person outside through the cabin door.

Lingxiao pushed the door open and entered, delivering her report crisply.

"Lord Soronson, we're almost there. Five minutes at most!"

Inside the cabin, Soronson stood before the porthole with his hands behind his back, his eight Crimson Crystal Wings folded behind him and Chaos Black Mist slowly swirling around him.

At the words "five minutes," a scarlet light suddenly flared in his single eye.

"Very good."

He gazed at the outline of the continent drawing ever closer beyond the porthole and smiled chillingly.

"I have looked forward to this moment for a very long time."

"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Yuanzhen, Bibi Dong, Tang Xiao, Ning Fengzhi..."

He recited their names one by one, as though checking a list of those awaiting slaughter.

"And the rest of you-"

"Not a single one of you will escape!"

"Insult my Holy Spirit Continent, and die!"

Meanwhile, at the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Two enormous figures trembled on the lakeshore.

Da Ming, the Sky Azure Bull Python, and Er Ming, the Titan Giant Ape.

The former King of the Forest and Emperor of the Forest of the Star Dou Great Forest, supreme beings with a hundred thousand years of cultivation.

Yet now, they lay prostrate on the grass beside the lake like two frightened young beasts, not daring even to breathe heavily.

From time to time, their gazes carefully flicked toward the two figures before them.

Then darted back just as quickly.

They did not even dare look directly at them.

On the left side of the lakeshore stood a black-robed man.

His figure stood tall, his presence deep as an abyss. His black hair reached his waist, his features were cold and stern, his brow ridges sharp as blades, and his golden eyes had vertical pupils like a dragon's.

The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian!

On the right side of the lakeshore stood an entirely different figure.

It was a woman.

Her long, silvery-white dress hung still, as though woven from moonlight.

Her waist-length silver hair stirred without a breeze, every strand flowing with a starlike radiance.

Most captivating of all were her eyes.

Dragon shadows seemed to swim within them, and at a glance, the laws of heaven and earth all seemed to revolve slowly within her pupils.

Even Di Tian inclined his head slightly, showing her undisguised respect.

The Soul Beast Co-Ruler, the Silver Dragon King!

At that moment, both of their eyes were filled with shock as they watched the Heavenly Screen.

They had hidden in the deepest depths beneath the Lake of Life, isolated by layer upon layer of spatial power, where ordinary people could not sense their presence at all.

Yet they could still see this Heavenly Screen.

And they could see it with perfect clarity.

From the moment the Heavenly Screen descended, the two figures beneath the lake had watched everything happening outside.

Their initial disdain had slowly become shock, then fear, and then... the solemn gravity of the present.

They had never expected that continent to have fifteen God Kings!

Moreover, every one of those God Kings stood above the Five Great God Kings in level!

After a long while, the Silver Dragon King slowly spoke, faint ripples stirring in her silver eyes.

"The Holy Spirit Continent truly defies the heavens."

"To think it escaped the Divine Realm's eyes and developed so rapidly to this extent."

She paused, a measure of genuine interest actually entering her tone.

"I would very much like to meet its ruler."

Beside her, however, Di Tian snorted coldly.

"My Lord, there's nothing so damn impressive about it."

"All it means is that the current Divine Realm is utter trash!"

A flash of arrogance crossed his golden eyes.

"If the Dragon God were still here, the Holy Spirit Continent would have been crushed to death before it could develop!"

"Even if it did develop-"

"He could still crush it!"

But the Silver Dragon King shook her head.

"It's not that simple."

She turned her face, her gaze settling on Di Tian.

"Di Tian, you haven't reached my level of strength. You cannot sense how powerful those two are."

"Those two auras are absolutely on a level comparable to the Nine Great Dragon Kings."

Her voice slowly lowered, each word distinct.

"The one who holds power over the Holy Spirit Continent can absolutely rival the Dragon God!"

At these words, Di Tian's pupils contracted sharply.

Rival the Dragon God?!

That being who had once pressed the entire Divine Realm down until it could not raise its head, before whom even the Five Great God Kings together could only kneel to reason with him?!

He remained silent for a full ten breaths, the arrogance in his golden eyes fading bit by bit.

"...Then what do we do now?"

The Silver Dragon King's silver eyes shifted slightly, and she slowly raised one finger.

"Two choices."

"First, go to the Holy Spirit Continent and broaden our horizons."

She paused, then raised a second finger.

"Second, cooperate with the Divine Realm to oppose the Holy Spirit Continent."

Di Tian frowned and was about to weigh the advantages and disadvantages aloud.

But the Silver Dragon King smiled first.

Her smile held a touch of languor and a touch of amusement.

"As for the former..."

"Our warm faces might end up pressed against cold backsides."

"But the latter..."

A trace of pride flashed through her silver eyes.

"They would have to come invite me in person."