"Zhu Zhuqing! How heartless you are!"
"Just you wait! Once I become the God of War, I'll search every parallel world and return to the Human Emperor World to find you!"
Dai Mubai raised his head and stared fixedly at Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes venomous.
Hearing this, Uncle Stick instantly bristled with killing intent and walked toward Dai Mubai, the Heaven-Supporting Staff in hand.
He looked ready to kill him and eliminate any future trouble for good.
"Y-you stay away!"
Fear struck Dai Mubai as he met his gaze. Enduring the excruciating pain, he turned and roared toward the figure behind him for help.
"Lord Long Xiaoyao! Save me!"
From the shadows, Long Xiaoyao slowly emerged, an invisible pressure halting the attacker.
"Three-Staff Douluo."
"Although the Human Emperor didn't ask me to protect them."
"If I let you kill him and prevent him from touring our world, that would go against the Human Emperor's orders."
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"
"I was only joking."
The killing intent in Uncle Stick's eyes instantly vanished, and he hurriedly bowed in apology.
"We can't kill him."
"But destroying his Martial Soul should be fine, shouldn't it?"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice rang out again, as cold as ever.
"Yes."
Long Xiaoyao slowly disappeared.
Dai Mubai's face instantly turned as white as paper, and he panicked completely.
Without his Martial Soul, he would be utterly crippled.
His entire future would burst like a bubble.
"No!"
"Zhu Zhuqing, I was wrong! Please spare me!"
"I was wrong, Zhu Qing! I'm nothing! You're Duke Zhu Zhuqing! Greetings, Your Grace!"
He desperately begged for mercy, dragging his bloodied legs as he crawled pitifully toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing gave Uncle Stick a look and turned away.
Uncle Stick sneered, flicking Soul Power from his fingertips toward Dai Mubai's chest.
Outsiders didn't know.
He had actually mastered a unique cultivation method that could destroy another person's Martial Soul.
This cultivation method was strictly forbidden literature at the Human Emperor Academy, but the retainers of the Star Luo Imperial Family were permitted to practice it.
"No!"
The Star Luo Emperor's face went deathly pale. He tried to intervene from afar, but was powerless.
Crack!
The Soul Power invaded Dai Mubai's body and tore his Martial Soul to shreds.
In an instant.
All strength drained from Dai Mubai's body. His eyes went hollow, losing every trace of their luster.
Gone.
It was really gone.
His Martial Soul was completely destroyed.
His future was utterly ruined.
The Star Luo Emperor slumped into his dragon throne, his eyes vacant.
The Star Luo Empire's last hope had been snuffed out before his very eyes.
The grief in his heart at that moment was beyond words.
Inside the First Prince's Residence.
Dai Weisi watched the images on the Sky Screen and laughed without restraint.
"Hahahaha! Good riddance to his Martial Soul!"
"That's what you get for not knowing your place and insisting on competing with me."
"What God of War? The Star Luo Empire will belong to me, Dai Weisi, from now on! Hahahahaha!"
Dai Mubai had fallen completely.
No one could contest the Heir Apparent's Position with him anymore.
Beside him, Zhu Zhuyun looked at Zhu Zhuqing with envy in her eyes.
Even if she ascended to the empress's throne one day and became the motherly model for all under heaven, she could never command a Titled Douluo at will.
By comparison.
Had Zhu Zhuqing's current status and power actually surpassed those of the Star Luo Empress?
Had they really been right to go to the Peerless Tang Sect world?
Three days later.
The Human Emperor World, Cloudsea Summit.
A vast sea of clouds spread for ten thousand miles.
A dense crowd formed a hollow circle, leaving the center empty.
Their eyes burned as they waited for the proof of godhood to begin.
A transparent barrier enveloped the entire spectator area, protecting them from being caught up in the coming battle.
At the center of the sea of clouds.
An enormous, snow-white Ice Silkworm lay sprawled lazily across the clouds.
"That is the true form of the God of Spiritual Power, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm."
Bi Ji introduced him softly.
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and their companions looked on in wonder.
"He must be several hundred meters long!"
Grandmaster's pupils abruptly contracted. Was that a god?
His size far exceeded that of every Soul Beast he had ever seen.
He was more than ten times larger than the Titan Giant Ape.
"Is this a god's true form?"
"So huge. How breathtaking."
The people from ten thousand years ago also saw this scene through the Sky Screen, their mouths falling open in astonishment.
"A god has actually appeared for the proof of godhood. Will the other gods come too?"
Everyone's anticipation reached its peak.
The rolling sea of clouds churned and surged.
An enormous whale that blotted out the sky and sun slowly emerged from its surface.
His body stretched over a thousand meters, looming over the entire sea of clouds.
Without a word being spoken, everyone already knew his identity.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King!
Outside Sea God Island.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's heart surged with excitement.
To think he would grow so large ten thousand years later. His current self looked like a juvenile by comparison.
A world like that was where it belonged.
Light and shadow flickered in succession.
Familiar figures descended one after another.
Beast God Di Tian stood alone to one side, his expression composed.
Ye Xishui slowly appeared, dressed in a simple, elegant white research lab coat.
There was also the masked Bibi Dong, who appeared briefly before disappearing back into the shadows.
"So many gods!"
In the spectator stands, Ning Rongrong gazed up at the gods in the sky, brimming with excitement.
A figure suddenly materialized silently behind her.
Something stirred in her heart, and she abruptly turned.
A familiar yet unfamiliar figure came into view.
The woman looked remarkably similar to her, only a few years older, with a tall figure and a cool, mature air, leaning more toward the style of a sophisticated older woman.
The image of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was also engraved on her cuff.
Ning Rongrong froze, already guessing the other woman's identity.
"Hello, me from ten thousand years ago."
The older woman's eyes curved as she gave a sweet smile.
"It really is you."
Ning Rongrong jumped with excitement. Looking at her grown-up self who had become a god, she felt a strange, wondrous sensation rise within her.
Beside her, Ning Fengzhi's, Chen Xin's, and Gu Rong's pupils widened.
Was the person before them the future Rongrong?
Then wasn't she a true god?
Their expressions instantly grew solemn.
The older Ning Rongrong swept a gentle gaze over the three and spoke softly.
"I never thought I'd be able to see Father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone again."
"We don't deserve such an honor, we don't deserve such an honor."
The three hurriedly raised their hands and waved them, their manner respectful.
They knew in their hearts that the woman from this world was no longer the junior they knew.
The older Ning Rongrong did not insist.
"I'll take Rongrong with me. You have Bi Ji here to keep you company. Come find me if anything comes up."
She smiled faintly, then turned and took the younger Ning Rongrong with her, stepping into the air toward the higher clouds.
Ning Fengzhi watched the two figures depart, his eyes filled with a gratified smile.
"Fengzhi, now you can finally set your mind completely at ease."
"The future Rongrong is far more dazzling than we imagined, reaching heights far beyond anything you or I could attain."
"Even you with your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can't compare."
Chen Xin sighed softly.
"Yes!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded firmly, his heart at peace.
Apart from the sect, wasn't his daughter the one he worried about in this life?
Now, half his wish had already been fulfilled.
Although they had been captured at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well earlier, fortunately, he had picked the Aromatic Silk Beauty beforehand.
After taking it earlier, his Martial Soul had successfully evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
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