Douluo Continent.
On an ordinary day, a deafening boom suddenly erupted in the sky.
"Boom-"
It was as though the lid had been torn off heaven and earth. The sky vanished, leaving only a vast screen of light.
At the same time, a clear voice rang in everyone's ears.
[You have entered Civilization Acceleration. Bound world: Douluo Continent.] [You may directly view two different timelines ten thousand years in the future and ultimately decide which world you will go to.] [Notice: all of you may enter only the same timeline. The minority must follow the majority.] [Countdown to this world's collapse: 100 days.]
"What's going on?"
"The sky's gone! What happened?"
"Collapse? It said our world's about to collapse! Doesn't that mean we're going to die?"
Across the continent, whatever people were doing, they all looked up at the huge words in the sky, their hearts sinking with panic.
Spirit Hall.
"What is this?"
"Could a god have created it?"
Holding her scepter, Bibi Dong looked up with a frown, a little doubt rising in her heart.
As the Rakshasa God's successor, she had been in contact with gods, but surely even a god would not destroy a world for no reason.
Below her.
After seeing the Sky Screen, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, then cupped their hands toward Bibi Dong above them.
"Your Holiness, should we go out and investigate?"
"Yes!"
"Go see just who is spreading these lies to bewitch the masses."
"The world collapsing? What a joke. Douluo Continent has existed for who knows how many years, and it has never collapsed."
"Does the person behind this think so little of my intelligence?"
Bibi Dong scoffed aloud, feeling a little more contempt for whoever had caused all this.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi asked, "Uncle Jian, how do you see this?"
"Standing up."
Chen Xin stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes, looking utterly unconcerned with worldly affairs.
"Oh?"
"Why aren't you worried, Uncle Jian? Aren't you afraid the world will collapse in a hundred days?"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes shifted. Uncle Jian seemed rather different from his usual self today.
"Hahaha."
"Even if the world collapses, we won't die. Didn't it say we could go ten thousand years into the future?"
"To be honest, I've had enough of staying in this world. If we really can go ten thousand years into the future, then I, Chen Xin, truly must take a look. If I meet any powerful opponents, I'll have to have a proper match with them."
Holding the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xin examined it closely, already thirsting for battle.
"You're still the same as ever, Uncle Jian!"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile, suddenly feeling the burden lift from his shoulders and his whole body grow much lighter.
Indeed.
The end of the world was coming, so he no longer needed to worry about the things that had troubled him.
He sighed inwardly.
Suotuo City, Shrek Academy.
"Teacher, is this real?"
Shock covered Tang San's face as he turned to ask Grandmaster.
"How could it be?"
"A golden Sky Screen covering the entire world? With my many years of research, I guarantee that no such Soul Skill could possibly exist. It must be an illusion."
"This should be an illusion created by some Titled Douluo. It'll fade after a while."
Grandmaster spoke disdainfully.
Real? How could it be real? Absolutely impossible.
But just then.
The voice rang in his ears again.
[You will have the opportunity to enter the future worlds as observers, experience them, and decide which future to choose in the end.] [Timeline one: Peerless Tang Sect.] [Now playing.]
The voice seemed to echo through a deep mountain valley, ethereal to the bone.
Grandmaster's expression instantly darkened.
He was being targeted!
He had only just boasted before his disciple, and immediately he had been slapped in the face. Someone was definitely out to get him.
Hearing the voice, Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.
Tang Sect.
He had been a Tang Sect disciple in his previous life, and no Tang Sect existed in this world. So how could there be one ten thousand years in the future?
There was only one possibility.
He had spread the Tang Sect himself.
Tang San's heartbeat quickened, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up despite himself.
Another world suddenly appeared in the sky.
A magnificent city stood beside an enormous forest.
On the huge plaque at the city entrance were four large golden characters-Shrek City.
Deep within the forest.
A black dragon lay on the ground, sleeping soundly, its body radiating an aura that struck terror into people's hearts.
In a remote village, blood flowed everywhere.
Several Soul Masters wearing blood-red hoods absorbed the bloody energy in the air, as though savoring a delicacy.
"What are they doing? They're actually... actually drinking human blood?"
An uproar instantly swept across Douluo Continent.
"Impossible!"
In the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu's calm expression finally changed, the wrinkles on his face bunching together.
Spirit Hall had locked all the Evil Soul Masters in Slaughter City. No one could escape.
What on earth had happened ten thousand years in the future?
Where was Spirit Hall?
Why wasn't it coming out to eliminate the Evil Soul Masters?
His tightly clenched fists expressed the unease in his heart.
Unlike most people's anxiety and tension.
Shrek Academy.
The atmosphere here was rather strange.
Ma Hongjun looked up, dumbfounded. "Hey, Dean, that's our school's name written there, right?"
"Shrek! It really is! Could our Shrek become really famous ten thousand years from now?"
Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly.
Seeing the words "Shrek Academy," Tang San's lips curled upward, and he became completely certain.
He must have reached heights in the future that others could scarcely rival to have brought Shrek this far.
Otherwise, with the dean and the others' abilities, Shrek would probably have closed down long ago.
Everyone turned to Flender in unison.
Flender was astonished too. Only after gazing upward for a long while did he say hesitantly, "Perhaps."
Could my Shrek Academy really have become famous ten thousand years from now?
The place instantly grew lively.
"Wow! Doesn't that mean we'll have lots of junior schoolgirls in the future?"
"Fatty, is there anything in your head besides women?"
Dai Mubai gave him a cold, dismissive look, then said solemnly, "This city is even more magnificent than Spirit Hall. That's enough to show it's one of the continent's leading powers in the future. It might even be the continent's number one academy."
After saying that, he grew excited too.
"The continent's number one academy?!"
Those words immediately stirred everyone's excitement.
If they really had to choose between two futures, they would choose this one without hesitation.
[Timeline two-Human Emperor Xuanyuan.] [Now playing.]
The image in the sky suddenly changed.
A mountain peak towered into the clouds, angular from afar. On closer inspection, it was actually a city.
An enormous palace stood a full thousand stories tall.
Flocks of flying Soul Beasts landed on a circular platform, and several human Soul Masters climbed down from their backs.
A golden statue of a young man stood in the square, majestic and sacred. Below it, the people who had come to worship pressed their palms together, every face filled with utter devotion.
"May the Human Emperor live forever!"
"Thanks be to the Human Emperor!"
"Thanks be to the Divine Envoys!"
The crowd's murmuring continued without end. Some even walked to the side and bowed before nine slightly smaller statues of Divine Envoys, their palms pressed together.
"Whoa!"
"This city is even more magnificent! You can't see the end of it at a glance."
"Tch, what's the use of building a city so high? What really matters is strength. With so many people worshipping this man, could some evil cult have taken over the world?"
Ma Hongjun folded his arms and spoke disdainfully.
"Ma Hongjun has a point."
"As Soul Masters, we must never use our power to deceive the people."
"Not only has this world brainwashed so many people into worshipping the Human Emperor, but they also live in the same city as Soul Beasts. That's something only barbarians would do."
"You absolutely must not choose this world."
Seizing his opportunity, Grandmaster walked over once more, brimming with confidence, and spoke in warning.
Everyone nodded, agreeing inwardly with Grandmaster's words.
This world was so sinister. Anyone who went there would be a dog.
Only Ning Rongrong tilted her head, carefully studying the nine statues of Divine Envoys. She discovered that one of them actually looked very much like her, which made her intensely curious.
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