Douluo Continent: Pioneers of the Era, Gods in Parallel

"Sorry, your Spirit Theory did not pass our Spirit Hall's publication review!"

Just as Yu Xiaogang was brimming with confidence, thinking that he could finally prove himself, the cold voice of the person in charge of the Spirit Hall rang in his ears.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang could hardly believe his ears.

Who is he?

A master whose name resounds throughout the mainland!

A master who once published the Ten Core Competitive Theories of Martial Soul!

The former young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

The current Pope of the Spirit Hall was his former lover.

Under such circumstances, the paper he painstakingly wrote failed to even pass the initial review.

How is that possible?

"You...you take another look at who I am?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

He stared intently at the Spirit Hall staff member in front of him, his eyes seeming to devour him.

"I don't care who you are!"

"If it doesn't pass, it doesn't pass."

"Besides, how would I know who you are with that face?"

The staff of the Spirit Hall looked at Yu Xiaogang's charred face and made no attempt to hide the sarcasm in their words.

If someone truly has real talent, they would never treat him this way.

But what this guy in front of me wrote was utter nonsense.

There are far too many paradoxes in it.

Most importantly, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He seemed to have lost his mind. A great soul master actually dared to make presumptuous comments about the cultivation of a titled Douluo.

It is evident from the lines of the paper that this person is extremely arrogant and conceited.

He naturally wouldn't give a friendly look to someone who lacks real talent and is arrogant.

"you…"

"Summon your temple master!"

Yu Xiaogang instinctively wanted to reveal his identity to the person in front of him in order to put pressure on them.

But he quickly realized that this was just an ordinary member of the Spirit Hall, and that the identity he revealed might be something the other party couldn't even get close to.

Moreover, it would be truly shameful to cause trouble with so many people watching.

Since his disfigurement, Yu Xiaogang has become even more concerned about his so-called reputation.

Every time he went out, he wore a black robe and a hat to cover his face.

Therefore, he is now more sensitive.

"I'm sorry, our temple master is not here."

The staff member directly rejected Yu Xiaogang's request, as their temple master was indeed not present at the moment.

Yu Xiaogang was furious, but in the end he decided to endure it.

He will publish his paper when the temple master returns.

Yu Xiaogang then left.

"Master, you really think you're someone important. You're a complete joke."

"How can someone like that have the nerve to live in this world?"

Just as Yu Xiaogang was leaving, the clerk spoke sarcastically.

Whether intentional or accidental, these words were spoken just before Yu Xiaogang left, when he could still hear them.

Or perhaps he did it on purpose, unintentionally, so that Yu Xiaogang would hear these words.

He recognized Yu Xiaogang the moment he entered.

Indeed, Yu Xiaogang's incident caused quite a stir some time ago.

Not only was he scammed when buying whale glue, but he also almost set fire to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, and he was completely disfigured.

"Damn it, you lowly commoners, you ants, how could you possibly know my greatness?"

Faced with this blatant humiliation, Yu Xiaogang was almost furious.

But what can he do?

He really didn't dare to take direct action.

Although it was just a small city, and the Soul Masters in the Spirit Hall were of very average strength, they were still more than he could handle.

He turned around and argued and refuted them.

Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?

In the end, Yu Xiaogang could only suppress his anger and leave in frustration.

Over the next few days, Yu Xiaogang kept going to the Spirit Hall, hoping they would publish his paper.

Even after meeting the temple master, they still failed to pass.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang revealed his identity as an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall and forced them to make him publish a paper.

Yu Xiaogang immediately regretted his action.

After repeatedly hitting a wall, he did want to ask Bibi Dong, or someone else, for help.

But now, he truly doesn't dare to see those old friends.

After all these years, not only has he failed to break through the limitations of his martial soul, but he has also been disfigured.

So, the very next day, Yu Xiaogang secretly ran away.

He decided to go and seek refuge with his old friend Flanders.

The news that Yu Xiaogang was going to publish a paper did reach Bibi Dong, but Bibi Dong has not yet completely taken control of the Spirit Hall and is in a very awkward position.

Not only does it lack absolute strength, it also lacks absolute authority. Not long ago, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, whom it had almost successfully recruited, left the Spirit Hall to carry out a secret mission.

For the time being, she was unable to free her hands to help Yu Xiaogang.

"Xiaogang, I believe in you. Your theory must be feasible."

"The world may not understand you, but I do!"

"Wait a little longer, just a little longer. Once I have complete control of the Spirit Hall, I will definitely prove it for you."

As Bibi Dong murmured softly, two lines of tears unknowingly streamed down her cheeks.

Perhaps it was because she was thinking about the good old days, or perhaps it was because she had been feeling wronged all the time recently.

As her emotions churned, resentment welled up in her heart, and a look of pain immediately appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

This is her divine test.

The divine test of the god Rakshasa.

For Bibi Dong, this process was truly too painful.

It felt like being in purgatory.

If one is not careful, one can be affected by negative emotions and completely lose rationality.

"Xiao Gang..."

Thus, Yu Xiaogang, whom she considered the only ideal in her heart, became her spiritual anchor.

Only with the help of these beautiful things could she persevere.

In this way, Yu Xiaogang's image in her mind became even more perfect and even more inviolable.

Only this imagined beauty could allow him to endure the torment of divine trials and prevent him from going insane.

On the overseas continent, Zhou Yuan and his team launched the Soul Hunting Project.

During this period of time, he, Man Qian, and Zhou Yanyan kept a close eye on their surroundings and secretly drove the other soul beasts to the location of the fierce tiger soul beast.

This is why the tiger was never able to truly recover, and its injuries continued to worsen.

Absolute strength is not to be challenged.

After Zhou Yuan and his team's efforts over this period of time, the nearly thousand-year-old tiger spirit beast became the overlord of this area, but its injuries also became more severe.

"We can no longer weaken the enemy. Now, it's time for the final hunt."

Zhou Yuan's words were filled with unwavering determination.