Qian Renxue's certainty showed just how profoundly White Impermanence Yue Guan had shocked her.
Within the sky screen, the divine light had yet to fade.
With his body restored, Yue Guan stood in midair, his white robes snapping in the wind. The tall hat on his head, bearing the words "Fortune Upon Meeting," was especially conspicuous, while the black mourning staff in his hand emanated a faint, heart-chilling power of a Yin God.
His terrifying divine might swept across the surroundings, sending ripples through the void itself.
That power seemed to come from the very end of the cycle of life and death.
A mortal needed only to glance at it from afar to feel a chill deep in their soul.
This was White Impermanence of the Underworld!
This was Yue Guan, once an elder of Spirit Hall!
"Is this Lord White Impermanence Yue Guan's divine power?"
On Douluo Continent, an elderly Soul Master gazed up at the sky, trembling all over with excitement.
"My heavens! That terrifying pressure is even more frightening than any powerhouse I've ever seen!"
"The sky screen truly didn't deceive me! Lord Yue Guan is a God King now. If he can return to Douluo Continent, wouldn't Spirit Hall have hope of rising again?"
"More than just hope! When Spirit Hall was still around, how many commoner Soul Masters received help? How many children without connections were able to change their destinies through Martial Soul Awakening?"
"What a shame! Ever since Spirit Hall was destroyed, life has only gotten harder for ordinary Soul Masters like us!"
Voices rang out one after another.
Some sighed with emotion, some were excited, and others had tears in their eyes.
To the nobles and sects of the continent, Spirit Hall might once have been a giant they needed to guard against.
But to ordinary Soul Masters from poor families, who had no clan to protect them, Spirit Hall had once been one of the few opportunities within their reach.
Now that they had seen Yue Guan regain his body and even gain the ability to travel freely to and from Douluo Star, it was only natural that they could hardly remain calm.
In their eyes, Yue Guan was no longer merely a powerful god.
He was more like a ray of hope.
A ray of hope that could bring Spirit Hall back to the continent!
But as more and more people voiced their hopes for Spirit Hall, the various factions that had once taken part in its siege gradually fell into a panic.
They understood better than the common people what Yue Guan's return to Douluo meant.
A God King-level powerhouse was enough to change the balance of power on the continent.
And if the other gods behind the Underworld were added to the mix, how many of the factions that had once taken part in the siege of Spirit Hall could withstand their wrath?
Within the reestablished Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the atmosphere was oppressively tense.
In the sect's great hall, a group of elders had assembled.
But whether they were the elders who usually looked down from on high or Yu Tianheng, the sect master himself, none retained their usual composure.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the sky screen.
Watching that white-robed figure, Yu Tianheng felt his throat go dry, while an indescribable chill welled up in his heart.
Of course he knew Yue Guan.
He knew even better what kind of enmity had formed between Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect back then.
If Yue Guan were only an ordinary Titled Douluo, then even if Spirit Hall rose again, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect might still have some room to resist.
But now, he had become a God King!
How were they supposed to fight that?
"Could it be..."
Yu Tianheng swallowed with difficulty, his face deathly pale.
"Is my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan going to face destruction all over again?"
The moment he said it, the great hall fell deathly silent.
No one spoke up to refute him.
Everyone understood that he was not exaggerating the danger.
If the Underworld really decided to settle old scores, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would never be able to stay out of it!
At the same time, in the imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Xue Beng, who had already inherited the throne, sat upon it, staring fixedly at Yue Guan in the sky screen.
His fingers gripped the armrests so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Memories of Spirit Hall's forces at the city gates once again surfaced in his mind.
The fear that his nation might be destroyed and imperial authority might collapse at any moment remained impossible for him to forget.
And now, a Yue Guan even more terrifying than before was about to set foot on Douluo Continent again!
"Could it be that my Heaven Dou Empire is going to fall this time?"
Xue Beng sprang to his feet, his voice carrying anger he could hardly conceal.
He refused to accept it!
He had finally secured his throne and managed to restore some of the empire's strength. Did he have to face another powerful force capable of swaying the situation on the continent?
Besides, if Spirit Hall truly returned, how could those old scores be easily forgotten?
Xue Beng's gaze gradually darkened.
"We absolutely cannot sit here waiting to die!"
"Pass down my orders: keep a close watch on changes in the sky screen! If Spirit Hall takes action, the empire must be ready in advance!"
He did not want to face the calamity of losing his nation again.
Yet compared to Xue Beng's fear, another person's reaction was particularly twisted.
Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang stared at Yue Guan in the sky screen, his face so dark it looked as though water could drip from it.
When that God King-level divine might swept across heaven and earth, a trace of envy arose in his heart, one he was unwilling to admit even to himself.
Why?
Why could someone like Yue Guan make it this far?
He, Yu Xiaogang, had painstakingly studied Martial Soul Theory, prided himself on possessing wisdom far beyond that of ordinary people, and even regarded himself as a theoretical master capable of guiding Soul Masters on their cultivation paths.
But what had it come to in the end?
All his life, he had been unable to break through the shackles on his cultivation. Even becoming a Titled Douluo was hopelessly out of reach.
Yue Guan, on the other hand.
Back then, he had merely been a Titled Douluo. Though his strength was considerable, he had been nowhere near the level where the entire continent looked up to him.
But now, not only had he become a God King, he had also received all kinds of rewards from the sky screen and even regained his body!
That opportunity drove Yu Xiaogang nearly mad with jealousy.
"Why?"
Yu Xiaogang finally could not help letting out a low growl.
"Why can he, Yue Guan, become a god? Why can he win the sky screen's favor?"
"When it comes to Martial Soul Theory, I'm not necessarily any worse than him! And when it comes to talent, I don't think I lose to him by much!"
When he finished speaking, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment.
The more he recalled what he had endured over the years, the more he felt that fate was unfair.
He had clearly sacrificed so much, yet he had never managed to escape his reputation as a good-for-nothing.
But what about Yue Guan?
He had merely joined the Underworld and ascended to heaven in a single step!
That enormous disparity threatened to devour Yu Xiaogang's reason entirely.
"Yue Guan is nothing but a contemptible little clown!"
Yu Xiaogang ground out the words through clenched teeth, as though only by belittling him could he make himself feel a little better.
"So what if he became a God King? Douluo Star today isn't something a mere god can control in its entirety!"
As he said this, a measure of confidence appeared on his face.
After all, Tang San had once told him that the powers of the Divine Realm could not interfere with Douluo Star without restraint.
In Yu Xiaogang's view, since gods could not intervene as they pleased, Yue Guan might not be able to stir up much trouble even if he returned to the mortal world.
Yet the confidence he had just built up was soon shattered by the next scene in the sky screen.
In the void, Yue Guan slowly raised the mourning staff in his hand.
Black divine light flashed and vanished.
The next instant, space seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, and a pitch-black rift quietly appeared before him.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yue Guan stepped straight into it.
When his figure appeared again, the scenery around him had changed beyond recognition.
Familiar mountains and rivers, familiar spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.
And the planet on which he had once lived for countless years.
Douluo Star!
Yue Guan had finally returned!
At the same time, within the Great Hall of Fengdu, the voice of Chen Yuan, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, rang out.
"Yue Guan."
"Go to Douluo Star for me and see what the mortal world has become."
His calm voice carried unquestionable authority.
Hearing this, Yue Guan immediately bowed.
"Your subordinate obeys!"
Naturally, he would not hesitate in the slightest over Chen Yuan's command.
Besides, he himself could hardly wait to see what Douluo Continent had become.
In the past, he could only visit the mortal world briefly by relying on his duty of guiding virtuous souls.
Every journey back and forth had been bound by the rules of the Underworld.
But now, everything was different.
The right to travel freely to and from Douluo Star meant he could finally set foot on this once-familiar land whenever he wished, free of the former restrictions.
And at this moment, the once nearly insurmountable boundary between the Underworld and Douluo Star was formally broken!
Yue Guan raised his head and looked into the distance.
A smile gradually lifted the corners of his mouth.
"Douluo Continent, I'm back."
As the words fell, Yue Guan's figure flashed, becoming a streak of white light that headed straight for Douluo Star.
The next moment, a sudden change came over the sky of Douluo Star.
Endless power of a Yin God spread from the void, as though a ghost god that had slumbered for many years had finally descended upon the mortal world again!
The factions across the continent were instantly alerted.
Countless Soul Masters looked up at the white-robed figure that had appeared on the horizon, towering waves surging in their hearts.
White Impermanence Yue Guan had truly returned!
And in a secluded residence, Qian Renxue also sensed that familiar yet powerful presence.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze passing through the roof as though she could see the scene in the sky screen directly.
A trace of determination finally appeared on the face that had once turned pale from losing her loved ones and losing everything.
All these years, she had been waiting.
Waiting for news of her mother, Bibi Dong, waiting for news of her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, and waiting for the day Spirit Hall would rise again.
Now, the appearance of the Underworld had finally brought a turning point for all of it.
And Yue Guan's return to Douluo proved that everything shown by the sky screen was no unattainable fantasy.
She could no longer remain in hiding.
Her past failures and past pain had already cost her too much.
But this time, she would never repeat the same mistakes!
Qian Renxue slowly rose to her feet.
The next moment, brilliant golden light erupted from within her.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul suddenly appeared!
Sacred wings slowly unfurled behind her, and blazing golden divine light soared into the sky, as though it would illuminate all of heaven and earth.
Qian Renxue raised her head, no confusion remaining in her eyes.
She had made her decision.
For the revival of Spirit Hall, to see her loved ones again, and for the home that had once filled her thoughts and dreams...
This time, she would act in person!
"I won't fail again."
Qian Renxue spoke softly, but her tone was unwavering.
As her words fell, the Six-Winged Angel behind her spread its wings and rose.
Golden divine light cut across the sky.
Qian Renxue shot into the air, speeding toward White Impermanence Yue Guan.
She was going to join forces with Yue Guan!
The moment of Spirit Hall's revival was finally approaching!