Solitude.
Within the temple of eternal solitude.
There lay a coffin.
Across the coffin's surface, strands of ink-black Soul Power rippled.
Four people stood scattered below.
Three men and one woman.
At their head were a curly-haired man clad in golden armor and a slender, purple-haired man.
The man in heavy golden armor was burly and broad-shouldered. His hands hung naturally at his sides. "The mission to resurrect Hades-I'll carry out the first step!"
"..." The slender, purple-haired man stood with his arms folded across his chest and said nothing.
The man in heavy golden armor walked past the two people below.
One of them, a man clad in sea-blue armor, watched Lion King's retreating figure with a faint smile on his lips.
On the other side stood a woman with an utterly perfect figure. Clad in black armor, this woman had a sizzling figure, yet her eyes were bloodthirsty.
Even a single glance into her eyes was enough to steal one's soul.
"Ten thousand years. This planet has lain dormant for far too long."
Something momentous was happening in the Underworld Temple.
Meanwhile, inside the Xuanming Coffin.
Although Lin Feng's body had not awakened, his consciousness had.
[Time milestone detected: ten thousand years] [Hades template has entered its late stage] [Once the host is resurrected, you will immediately receive a God King-level inheritance] [Become the true Hades]
Has it finally come?
Lin Feng's heart stirred.
Hades?
A self-created God King? Very good!
Immediately afterward.
Lin Feng looked at the system panel before him.
His resurrection progress appeared: 0%.
[For every 1% increase in the host's resurrection progress, your strength will recover by 1% of its peak state]
Ten thousand years ago, I fought the Angel God with the strength of a level 99 Limit Douluo.
It looks like I only need to wait for the progress to increase, and I can keep gaining strength without suffering any harm.
He sensed it.
His current Soul Power was only level 0.
But he was not worried, because the entire Underworld, with the Xuanming Coffin at its center, was perfectly safe!
Never mind the interior of the Xuanming Temple.
Throughout the entire Underworld space, anyone weak who set foot inside would be torn to shreds by the terrifying pressure.
Even the strong were no exception-their Soul Power would automatically be reduced by 50%!
[The Heavenly Screen descends. Detection indicates that a terrifying catastrophe is about to strike the current plane. The Heavenly Screen is broadcasting all developments live. Everyone in the Douluo Plane, please respond with urgency]
Whoosh!
Just as Lin Feng was preparing to win while lying down.
A Heavenly Screen suddenly descended.
Golden light spilled across every corner of the Douluo Continent.
It encompassed the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, the sect grounds of the Upper Three Sects, Spirit City, Spirit Hall, Sea God Island, and more.
What the hell is this Heavenly Screen? You're letting me resurrect as a God King, but arranging a Heavenly Screen to expose me? Is this any way to increase the difficulty?
Black lines clouded Lin Feng's vision.
Still, complaints were complaints. He was not afraid of this in the slightest.
He trusted the subordinates he had cultivated over the past ten thousand years.
After all, the four great guardians under his command were all the original crew from the Super Beast World.
Although their strength had been restricted by the rules of a lower plane upon entering the Douluo Plane.
A starved camel was still bigger than a horse.
Every one of them was terrifyingly strong.
Even against fellow level 99 Limit Douluo, they were an overwhelming force.
There was simply no comparison between the two.
Meanwhile.
Heaven Dou Imperial City.
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament had just concluded in Heaven Dou Imperial City, and all the Shrek members had gone off to gain experience in various places.
Yu Xiaogang and Ma Hongjun were among those who remained in Heaven Dou Imperial City.
"Grandmaster, th-th-this Heavenly Screen?!" The fatty was gnawing on a chicken drumstick, grease still clinging to the corners of his mouth.
He was stunned.
"Grandmaster, what is this Heavenly Screen? And what's this about a tremendous catastrophe coming to the Douluo Continent? Is it true?" Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the sky, uncertainty and astonishment flickering in his eyes.
In his fifty years of life, he had never seen such a miraculous spectacle.
Above them, in plain view, the azure sky had turned golden, like a smooth mirror.
It could be called a divine realm!
"Xiaogang, what happened?" From behind him.
Liu Erlong, a middle-aged woman, came around to stand before him.
As she drew close to him, her voice grew tender, without the slightest trace of the fiery she-dragon's imposing manner she showed before others.
Yu Xiaogang said, "It should be a divine miracle! The Heavenly Screen is about to reveal the catastrophe the Douluo Continent will face!"
Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before making that firm declaration.
"A tremendous catastrophe?!" Liu Erlong murmured softly. Suddenly, her expression changed. "Could Spirit Hall be behind this?"
She had always harbored hostility toward that woman in Spirit Hall, afraid that Xiaogang would go back to her!
"Probably not. Bibi Dong doesn't have the power to project this entire Heavenly Screen across the sky."
Without even thinking about it, Yu Xiaogang shook his head in denial.
Flender walked over as well. "Xiaogang, could this Heavenly Screen be real? Just what kind of catastrophe would make a divine miracle like this appear to have us prepare in advance?"
Yu Xiaogang said, "I'm not sure, but one thing is certain: Spirit Hall, which we regard as a threat, must be a pot of boiling chaos right now too, wouldn't you say?"
Spirit Hall.
It stood within Spirit City.
At that moment, inside Spirit Hall's Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong rose from her throne.
Her long purple dress was slit from her thigh down to her jade-like feet.
Fabric hugged her rounded buttocks, and farther up, her bosom rose like surging waves.
Although she was approaching middle age, as a Titled Douluo, her appearance had already been preserved at its most beautiful middle-aged state.
Her figure curved out at the bust and hips, and together with her flawless face, it quietly conveyed the lingering allure of a mature beauty.
Yet the majesty and icy bearing emanating from her eyes.
Made Chrysanthemum and Ghost, standing below, struggle to breathe.
"Heavenly Screen? Catastrophe?"
"Hmph!"
Bibi Dong gave a soft snort, utterly disdainful. "Yue Guan, investigate what the two great empires think of this Heavenly Screen that has suddenly appeared."
"As you command, Your Holiness."
Serving a sovereign was like keeping company with a tiger. Faced with Pope Bibi Dong's order.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan did not hesitate in the slightest. He cupped his hands, then withdrew from the hall in fear and trepidation.
After Ghost Douluo Gui Mei watched his friend leave.
He could not help saying, "If Your Holiness has no other business, this subordinate will take his leave as well."
With that.
Amid a wisp of black smoke, he concealed himself where he stood.
"Nana, what do you think of this Heavenly Screen?"
"And what is this tremendous catastrophe it spoke of?"
Bibi Dong was deeply unconvinced.
She gathered her thoughts and looked at her disciple below.
Hu Liena looked utterly bewildered, having only just returned from Slaughter City.
Her heart was filled with nothing but Tang Yin's handsome figure.
Hu Liena cupped her hands. "Teacher, this disciple... this disciple doesn't know. I only feel that this Heavenly Screen is so magnificent and grand. It feels like something that could only emanate from the legendary dwelling place of the gods..."
So Spirit Hall, which I built up with my own hands, qualifies as a catastrophe for the Douluo Continent?
That was what Bibi Dong thought.
The corners of her lips curved upward.