Douluo: The Future World Revealed, Livestreaming Ning Rongrong
Chapter 47

Yan Shaozhe: What King of Slaughter? Never heard of him

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The Divine Realm.

Deep within a towering divine temple.

The Asura God lowered his gaze toward the Douluo Mortal Realm. The entire world was shrouded in impenetrable fog, and he sighed softly.

"Are you still thinking about the Human Emperor World?" The God of Evil stepped out of a rift in the void.

The Asura God slowly nodded, feeling baffled.

"Yes. I still can't figure it out."

"Where exactly did that Human Emperor come from? How did he become such a force in so little time?"

"That power is completely different from the divine power we wield. It defies reason!"

"Evil, have you thought of any way to deal with the Human Emperor?"

"No."

The God of Evil's tone was indifferent.

"I don't think there's any need to waste effort on this right now."

"His strength is tied to the Douluo World. He can't advance any further, nor can he leave his homeland for long."

"So what if he's invincible in the Douluo Mortal Realm? It's just a mere mortal plane. Let him have it."

"Besides."

"The Human Emperor has incorporated the world into himself and can constantly replenish his power. He simply can't be killed."

"If we wanted to eliminate him, we'd probably need at least ten God Kings attacking together."

The God of Evil spoke with a calm expression.

It wasn't that he wasn't worried.

Rather, even the five of them, with their God King level combat strength, couldn't kill him together. With no options left, he had no choice but to resign himself to it.

"But deep down, I still have an ominous feeling."

"Such a small world could nurture a God King!"

"What if that world grew a little larger?"

The Asura God sighed, still worried.

"How would it grow?"

"We've already sealed off the space surrounding the Douluo Continent. Anything approaching it will alert the Divine Realm."

"Don't tell me a world can grow bigger out of thin air?"

The God of Evil left, leaving those disdainful words behind.

The Peerless Tang Sect World.

A remote mountain village.

A group of Fallen Soul Masters stormed into the village. Within moments, every villager had been murdered.

[Peerless Liu Erniu: Help! There are Evil Soul Masters in Big Stone Village! Somebody save me!]

The blood-soaked video stood out starkly among the many bullet comments filled with idle chatter.

The three worlds' bullet comments fell quiet for a few seconds.

Then comments blotted out the sky.

[Douluo Star Luo Emperor: These are Fallen Soul Masters from Slaughter City! These people are mentally unhinged. People in your world need to be careful!]

The people of Douluo from ten thousand years earlier recognized the signs immediately.

Watching the horrific scenes, the netizens of the Human Emperor World felt both heartache and fury.

[How can people be this vicious! They have no limits!]

[They actually dare to eat people!]

[Deploy the satellites directly. Scour them with lasers and wipe these scourges out completely.]

[Hahaha! Satellite cannons?]

[You think your world's tricks can hurt me in this world?]

[You're killing me!]

The Fallen Soul Masters could also post bullet comments, and their taunts scrolled by incessantly.

Some even uploaded horrific footage from other villages, deliberately provoking everyone.

[Bastards! Worse than beasts!]

[Come to our world if you've got the guts! All you can do is bully the weak.]

[Heh, you're right. I bully the weak and fear the strong. Come beat me up if you're so capable! Come on! Remember, my name is Li Fenglong!]

[People of the Human Emperor World, why are you sticking your noses in? It's not your blood we're drinking.]

[Fallen Soul Master friends, I'm from the Holy Spirit Cult. Your methods are too backward. Join the Holy Spirit Cult, and I'll teach you how to become Evil Soul Masters.]

[Evil Soul Masters, Fallen Soul Masters, jackals from the same den. You disgrace humanity!]

[Exactly! Human scum!]

In the Human Emperor World, everyone's fury was thoroughly ignited. They were so angry they stopped eating and stayed by the Sky Screen, hurling abuse.

[Peerless Du Busi: Heh, are the Soul Masters of the Human Emperor World all child soldiers who've never seen a battlefield? The world is dark to begin with. You need to learn to accept it.]

The Body Sect.

Du Busi held a wine cup in one hand, his gaze disdainful.

It was merely a bunch of Evil Soul Masters causing trouble.

Yet the people of the Human Emperor World were getting this worked up.

Sure enough, their lives were too comfortable. They had long since lost the killer resolve a Soul Master ought to possess.

He felt contempt, believing he had seen through the Human Emperor World's weakness.

Hardship bred life; comfort bred death.

Several seconds passed.

Du Busi glanced at the Sky Screen. He had expected someone to flame him, but there was nothing!

His message had been buried the moment he posted it.

"What!"

"They actually dared to bury this sect master's comment!"

Du Busi sat upright again and began taking the Sky Screen seriously.

He had only posted offhandedly and hadn't paid much attention to these bullet comments, but now he was fired up.

[Peerless Du Busi: When facing Evil Soul Masters, we should have the courage to strike, not sit here bitching and moaning.]

[Soul Masters are born to fight!]

[...]

[What the hell, not even one gets through, huh!]

[Fuck! Why are you posting so many comments? Your comments are like shit, with no nourishment at all. Hogging the latrine just to take a dump?]

The wine Du Busi had just drunk rushed straight to his face, turning it burning red.

In the bullet comment section.

Just as everyone was frantically posting comments, multiple accounts began releasing the same video simultaneously.

[Shrek Ma Xiaotao: My master has stepped in. Rest easy. (Video attached)]

[Shrek Bei Bei: Evil Soul Masters will perish in the end. (Video attached)]

[Shrek Tang Ya: Dean Yan is invincible! (Video attached)]

Every name began with Shrek. Clearly, someone had gathered them together to post the video comments at the same time.

In the video, brilliant golden light flared.

Yan Shaozhe appeared on the battlefield. His Bright Phoenix martial soul spread its wings, effortlessly wiping out every Fallen Soul Master causing trouble.

"This should do, right?"

"Xuan Zi told me to act a little more handsome to attract viewers, but I'm already handsome. How am I supposed to act?"

He sighed inwardly, gazing up at the Sky Screen at a forty-five-degree angle as he thought.

"I... King of Slaughter... backing..."

"If... if you've got guts, don't run... you won't live!"

The severely wounded Fallen Soul Master at his feet coughed up blood. After forcing himself to finish those words, his neck tilted sideways, and he died.

Yan Shaozhe lowered his eyes and glanced at the corpse.

"Don't worry."

"I'll wait right here for that King of Slaughter, was it? If I take one step back, I'm not from Shrek!"

"Rest assured, everyone. Before Shrek, Evil Soul Masters have no room to cause trouble!"

[Peerless Hurricane City Lord: It's Dean Yan! The dean of Shrek's Martial Soul Department.]

[So this is Shrek's strength? So domineering! So powerful!]

[All Evil Soul Masters deserve to die.]

[What King of Slaughter? Dean Yan would kill him in an instant.]

The people of the Peerless Tang Sect World watched the video and launched into lively discussions.

However.

At times like these, there were always some ill-timed comments.

"He's just a Titled Douluo. Is that worth getting so excited over?"

Interestingly enough.

Most of those saying such things weren't from the Human Emperor World, but from the Douluo World.

These comments instantly enraged the Soul Masters of Peerless Tang Sect.

"What do you know!"

"Dean Yan isn't even a hundred years old! He's the genius with the greatest hope of reaching level 99 on the entire continent!"

Ma Xiaotao immediately fired back, puffing out her cheeks in anger. How could she tolerate others looking down on her master?

[Not even a hundred?]

[At the end of the day, isn't he just a potential Limit Douluo?]

[Our Human Emperor World has at least three hundred Limit Douluos. Did I make a fuss?]

The number three hundred instantly froze Ma Xiaotao in place, her mind utterly blank.

Three hundred what?

Limit Douluos?

Xuan Zi spat out a mouthful of chicken leg meat, his eyes going wide.

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