His tone was calm as he casually waved his hand.
An invisible power of rules instantly enveloped Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Tang Hao.
At the moment of death, Tang San's face turned deathly pale, and only then did he truly feel regret.
He regretted casually putting on a brave front and spouting reckless words back then.
He regretted being too conceited, provoking the Human Emperor for no reason, and ending up dead.
So that was how it was.
Not everyone would listen to reason. Some people really would strike over a single remark.
Human Emperor, you have no martial honor!
Beside him, Tang Hao's eyes were vacant. In his heart, he felt only that he was finally free, along with boundless guilt toward Ah Yin.
He had wronged Ah Yin, and he had wronged his own child, who had never seen the world.
"Mom!"
Tears covered Xiao Wu's face. She had never expected that, at this moment, the person in her thoughts would not be Brother San, but her mother.
Yes.
She had come out to avenge her mother.
Her mother was the person closest to her. They had lived together for so many years, and she had sworn to avenge her.
But what had come of it?
So little time had passed, and she was already about to die. She could no longer avenge her mother, either.
"Mom, I'm sorry!"
Her tears surged out like a river bursting through its banks.
Regret filled Xiao Wu's heart. If only she had never met Tang San in Nuoding City.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
There was no thunderous noise, no extraordinary phenomenon.
Three vibrant auras of life instantly shattered like porcelain vases, then turned to drifting ash.
They were annihilated outright.
Beneath the Sky Screen.
"Master!"
"Human Emperor! You're so ruthless!"
"You dared kill my master! I, Tai Tan, will never coexist with you!"
Tai Tan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, his heart full of grief and fury with nowhere to vent them.
"Hahahaha!"
"Well killed! Splendidly killed! Both of them deserved to die, both of them!"
Yang Wudi laughed loudly, his voice brimming with satisfaction.
Bai He watched the Sky Screen in silence.
He felt that all of this had been Tang Hao's own choice. No one else could be blamed.
Inside the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao stood quietly on the mountaintop, his eyes dim.
His only younger brother had passed away, just like that.
From this moment on, the Clear Sky Twin Stars no longer existed in this world.
"I'm sorry, Tang Hao."
"The Human Emperor World is too powerful. The Clear Sky Sect simply can't afford to provoke it."
"I can only avenge you if an opportunity comes."
He sighed and turned back toward his room, his chest heavy.
All three were dead.
Only one remained.
Ji Xuanyuan's indifferent gaze swept over Yu Xiaogang below.
A single glance made Yu Xiaogang's legs buckle, and he dropped straight to his knees.
"Your Majesty, Human Emperor, spare my life!"
"I was deceived by Tang San, too! I knew nothing at all! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
He trembled all over, his words tumbling out in panic.
Ji Xuanyuan merely glanced at him indifferently. Without making a move against him, he flew higher.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, Human Emperor! Thank you, Your Majesty, Human Emperor!"
Yu Xiaogang went limp and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. The stone hanging high in his heart finally fell to the ground.
His life had been saved.
Oscar supported Dai Mubai, whose leg injury had yet to heal, as they stood quietly in a corner.
They had witnessed everything that had just happened.
Tang San was dead. Xiao Wu was dead.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had left.
Even Dai Mubai had been crippled.
What remained now of the Shrek Seven Devils, whose name had once shaken the continent?
Oscar watched the cheering crowd before him, his heart utterly lost.
He had no idea where to go from here.
Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.
"Xiaogang, you!"
Liu Erlong stared in shock at Yu Xiaogang humbly begging for mercy on the Sky Screen.
In her heart, even if Yu Xiaogang had spent his whole life without achieving his ambitions, his proud bones had always remained unbending.
But the sight of him bowing his head and begging for pity now utterly shattered her impression of him.
"Impossible. This isn't my Xiaogang."
"Xiaogang isn't this kind of person!"
She clutched her head with both hands and shook it frantically, unwilling to believe it.
In the distance.
Flender watched what his old friend had become, with nothing left in his heart but a sigh.
Who was there to blame?
Only himself.
The Human Emperor World.
Ji Xuanyuan stood at the highest point.
Behind him stood Ning Rongrong, Gu Yuena, and several other beauties close to him, each beautiful in a different way.
Ji Xuanyuan gently waved one hand.
The entire expanse of space trembled slightly. Dozens of points of light appeared, and figures landed one after another.
Mu En, Du Busi, Emperor Xin, Long Xiaoyao...
Every demigod in the entire Human Emperor World appeared above the sea of clouds.
"That's Mu En of the Golden Sacred Dragon Clan. I've heard he's very strong."
"However strong he is, he's no match for the headmaster of the Human Emperor Academy. Headmaster Emperor Xin is known as the foremost demigod."
"Stop talking Emperor Xin up. Has he ever won once?"
"Headmaster Emperor wasn't in good form last time, and the time before that, it was Senior Ye Xishui. How can you compare those?"
The voices in the spectator stands never stopped.
Chen Xin's gaze swept rapidly across the gathering and soon locked onto a white-clad figure holding a sword.
Sword energy swirled around that person, making him stand out among the many demigods.
"Ancestor!"
"That's the Chen Clan's current ancestor, Chen Feijian!"
Chen Xin instantly grew excited, his voice trembling noticeably.
Gu Rong gave him a strange look.
Going by the timeline, aren't you the Chen Clan's ancestor?
Beside him.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze remained fixed on a figure wearing the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's attire at the edge of the group of demigods.
"Our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can cultivate to the demigod level, too!"
Excitement shone in his eyes.
All twenty-eight demigods were in position.
Everyone watched expectantly, waiting for the Proof of Godhood to begin.
Ji Xuanyuan swept his gaze over the twenty-eight participants.
"In a moment, everyone will enter my Palm World."
"The twenty-eight people here will take turns fighting each of the other twenty-seven one-on-one."
"The dead can be revived, and those defeated can challenge again, with no limit on attempts."
"Only once one person has defeated every opponent and earned 27 victories may the others come out. That person will be the champion of this Proof of Godhood."
Emperor Xin's eyes brimmed with icy fighting spirit as he studied the others, his gaze lingering a little longer on Chen Feijian, Du Bisou, and a few others.
Du Busi and Du Bisou stood at the edge of the crowd.
Mu En looked solemnly toward His Majesty, the Human Emperor. Chen Feijian was resting with his eyes closed.
Everyone was preparing for the battles to come.
"I heard time flows a hundred times differently in the Human Emperor's Palm World!"
"No, I heard it's a thousand times!"
"A battle between demigods can last anywhere from ten-odd days to several months. By that reckoning, they'll probably be locked in fierce battles inside for a long time."
"It doesn't matter. The Human Emperor will project images of the battlefield the whole time, so we can keep watching."
Some people had already asked around for information, and their expressions were full of anticipation.
The people of the Douluo Continent were all astonished after seeing this through the Sky Screen.
"These rules are far too harsh. You have to win every match to take the championship."
This was their first time hearing of such a competition.
"That's how it should be. Only someone who can defeat everyone deserves to be called the strongest."
"What if no one wins?"
"That shouldn't happen, right? They can challenge as many times as they like. Even if their Martial Soul is countered, they should eventually win a match if they spend long enough at it."
Everyone believed that this sort of competition came down to luck and speed.
Whoever broke the curse of being countered first would be the first to emerge.
Under the eyes of the entire crowd.
Ji Xuanyuan opened his hand, and a massive vortex descended above everyone's heads.
All twenty-eight demigods were sucked into the void, entering Palm World.
The next second.
Twenty-eight projected images appeared before the spectators.
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