Tang San lowered his head and gazed at his palm. As he looked at the frail Blue Silver Grass martial soul, disdain appeared in his eyes for the first time.
Blue Silver Grass!
Such an ordinary martial soul, a trash martial soul.
If this Dark Demon Evil God Tiger were his martial soul, he would certainly be stronger than Chen Xie!
"Don't lose heart."
"Don't forget, you're all destined to become gods."
Tang Hao's voice was firm, lending them strength.
Only after hearing this did everyone regain a little of their smiles.
That was right. They were future gods. Why should they fear a mere Soul Saint?
"A moment's success means nothing. No matter how powerful a Soul Master becomes, they can never stand shoulder to shoulder with a god."
Grandmaster seized the opportunity to speak, his tone certain.
"Exactly. We're future gods."
Dai Mubai took the initiative to clap his hands, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from rising.
Laughter rang out again.
In the dueling arena's lounge.
Chen Xin stood frozen, his mind hollow.
He had lost.
He had actually lost to a Soul Saint?
How could he, the Sword Douluo who took pride in combat, endure such tremendous humiliation?
Am I nothing but a worthless failure?
Chen Xin's confidence collapsed, and cracks faintly formed in his conviction in his path.
Just then.
"Heavens, the Human Emperor has taken a disciple!"
A deafening clamor erupted outside the door.
The Human Emperor?
Chen Xin instantly caught the name. Surprise crossed his face, and he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.
The cheers never stopped.
He looked over.
At the center of the arena.
Chen Xie knelt on one knee, holding a golden imperial edict aloft in both hands, his face filled with excitement.
"Your disciple, Chen Xie, pays his respects, Master!"
"I shall faithfully obey your instructions and cultivate diligently. I will never fail your nurturing or your expectations!"
The surrounding spectator stands seethed with voices.
"He really became his disciple! The Human Emperor actually took a disciple!"
"It's been centuries."
"The Human Emperor's previous personal disciple was Lady Ye Xishui, who is now the Ninth Divine Envoy!"
"Could this Chen Xie really become the legendary Tenth Divine Emissary?!"
Watching from afar, Chen Xin found the scene utterly absurd.
The heaven-defying prodigy who had just shattered his pride with his own hands was now kneeling devoutly before a mere edict from the Human Emperor, overflowing with gratitude.
What sort of charisma did this Human Emperor, who had never shown his face, possess to make such an unrivaled prodigy bow his head?
On the Douluo Continent.
"Look, the Human Emperor has appeared."
Everyone watched the sky screen, surprised and curious.
This was the first time the Human Emperor had appeared since the sky screen manifested, even if only in the form of an imperial edict.
"The Human Emperor really exists."
Ning Fengzhi murmured to himself, shaken to his core.
He was not some false spiritual totem, nor someone who had already become a god and entered the Divine Realm, but a living person who truly existed in that world!
Didn't that mean this person had already lived for over ten thousand years?
The hearts of all the major powers tightened in unison, and they could not help growing wary.
Could a human live for ten thousand years?
No.
Soul Beasts, on the other hand, could live that long.
Tang San turned to glance at Grandmaster.
Grandmaster keenly noticed and asked softly, "Little San, what is it?"
"Nothing."
Tang San shook his head slightly.
Although the Human Emperor had not displayed his strength, Chen Xie's excitement alone showed how powerful he was.
Then he looked at his own teacher.
Sigh.
He could not compete in martial souls, nor could he compete in teachers.
Tang San sighed inwardly. Fortunately, he had the Tang Sect's secret manual, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
Once I make the hidden weapons in it, even the Human Emperor will have to weigh his options.
Confident inwardly, he looked ahead naturally.
He failed to notice.
Beside him, Grandmaster appeared calm, but towering fury lurked in his eyes.
Damn that Human Emperor!
With just one appearance, he actually shook Little San's trust in me!
Tang San was his only hope. Everything he had rested on Tang San.
He had to keep him firmly tethered to his side. He absolutely could not let anyone take him away!
Grandmaster gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
The Human Emperor's reputation must be suppressed!
Late at night.
Candlelight glimmered faintly in the room.
Bai He looked at the contents in his hands, his face full of confusion, and sought confirmation in a low voice.
"Grandmaster, was this information truly something Clear Sky Douluo instructed us to spread?"
"Indeed. This is for our shared future. Just do as instructed."
Grandmaster looked calm and nodded slightly.
"Very well! Before long, this information will surely spread throughout the continent!"
Bai He cast aside his doubts and spoke solemnly.
A sinister smile flashed through Grandmaster's eyes.
The Speed Clan excelled at gathering intelligence and spreading information.
Before long, every corner of the continent would be filled with negative rumors about the Human Emperor.
He would personally blacken the Human Emperor's name and sever all of Little San's yearning for that world!
A month soon passed.
In the teaching area of the Human Emperor Academy.
Chen Xin looked around, his eyes filled with reluctance to part.
This month had been the most rewarding period of his life.
Prodigies were everywhere here, and experts gathered like clouds. Countless Super Douluos sparred and discussed their paths, while all manner of novel sword paths, soul skills, and cultivation methods emerged in endless succession.
Not only had he broken through to rank 97, but he had also strengthened his conviction in the sword, enduring a hundred defeats without breaking.
Unfortunately, the observation period had ended.
In the end, he had to leave.
At the Human Emperor Second Academy.
Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged in meditation, wholly immersed in cultivation.
A sense of defiance simmered in his heart.
How dare the talent assessment assign me to the Second Academy?
You don't know shit about ranking people!
Fuck!
Everyone said he had squandered his foundations and was unqualified to enter the Human Emperor First Academy.
Then he would defy heaven and change his fate!
From now on, he would cultivate arduously every day, even using his mealtimes for cultivation.
One day.
He would enter the First Academy and slap the faces of everyone who looked down on him!
Feng Xiaotian closed his eyes, his soul power circulating rapidly within him.
Immersed in cultivation, he had long since forgotten that today marked the end of the month, forgotten that he did not belong here.
In the distant void.
Two figures remained concealed.
"Lord Human Emperor, is this the observer from ten thousand years ago?"
Electrolux's gaze fell upon Feng Xiaotian, who was cultivating hard below, his voice carrying a measure of wonder.
Ji Xuanyuan nodded faintly.
"That's right."
"I preside over this world. My true body cannot cross between worlds."
"You have already become a god and can withstand the turbulence of space and time."
"In a moment, I will bind your soul to his. Only then can we deceive the sky screen and return together to the Douluo Continent of ten thousand years ago."
"The sky screen!"
Electrolux let out a long, astonished sigh, filled with emotion.
"To think such a heaven-defying marvel exists in this world."
"I once thought I had touched the ceiling of the world. Looking at it now, I was merely a frog at the bottom of a well."
His expression grew solemn.
"Rest assured, Human Emperor!"
"Once I arrive, I will do everything I can to guide public opinion and make more of them choose this great world!"
"Mm!"
Ji Xuanyuan's gaze was calm.
Before him.
Feng Xiaotian's figure suddenly grew insubstantial, about to be transported away by the sky screen.
Now!
Ji Xuanyuan's gaze sharpened. He raised his hand and drove Electrolux's soul straight into Feng Xiaotian's body.
The power of space and time throughout the entire surrounding world trembled slightly, then vanished in an instant.
Ji Xuanyuan's eyes brightened faintly.
It really worked.
Electrolux should already have arrived ten thousand years in the past.
"Where is this?"
The scene before Feng Xiaotian suddenly changed. Shocked, he swung his head from side to side before realizing he was in his familiar dorm room.
He raised his hands in a daze and stared at them, as though a lifetime had passed.
It turned out he had never been a person of that world.
Everything had merely been a dream.
Just as his spirits sank, an ancient, timeworn voice thundered deep within his mind.
"Young man."
"Who?!"
Feng Xiaotian went rigid, his face draining with shock. "Who are you? What do you want!"
"Hahaha!"
The voice in his mind laughed with unbridled abandon.
"I hold the sun and moon and pluck the stars; none in this world is like me."
"I am the Holy Necromancer-Electrolux."
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