Chapter 759 Ambush (6K)

"Besides, I told you before, not all 'chosen ones' are worth befriending. You never know which one can carry you to success and which one plans to ride on your coattails. You went to smooth things over for someone this time, and he blocked your way, didn't he?"

"The reason he allowed his daughter to descend to the mortal realm was precisely because of this."

At this point, the old man frowned: "But now it seems he's messed things up."

Rong Nianbing chuckled: "So what can he do? The God Realm isn't his personal fiefdom. As for someone like me who's eager to get out, I don't need to be mindful of his feelings. So what if he has a lot of people under him? If he's got the guts, let him leave the God Realm and beat me up."

"Besides, once he leaves the realm of gods, let alone him, even if all his brothers and sisters joined forces, they might not be a match for me. Do you really think he's like the old Sea God or the old Asura, beings bound by their divine positions, whose fighting power would increase rather than decrease once he leaves the realm of gods?"

The old man chuckled: "When did you become a fence-sitter? You were showing goodwill to this group before, thinking they were a platonic group."

Upon hearing this, Rong Nianbing's smile vanished instantly. She raised her hand and erected a divine barrier, enveloping the small kitchen.

"Master, you didn't see the scene. Things are probably more complicated than we imagine."

"In short, I need to investigate this group of people thoroughly."

"Third Brother, I'm sorry."

Ning Rongrong was no longer the arrogant and domineering witch she once was. Instead, she looked at the man in front of her, dressed in a magnificent blue robe, with some nervousness.

Beneath the man's calm expression lay a complexion that could shift between light and shadow.

"What did Rong Nianbing say to the Chosen One, Wu Tong, and the auspicious beast?"

Ning Rongrong froze on the spot, not expecting the other person to ask such a question first: "This..."

Seeing Ning Rongrong's cluelessness, the man frowned deeply: "Fine, did you sense the hidden fragment of Wu Tong's soul?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head like a rattle drum.

"It's not on the auspicious beast?"

Upon hearing this, the man's brows furrowed so deeply they could practically trap two flies.

In his mind, even if he lost this opportunity, as long as the part of Wu Tong's soul fragment remained, even if the chosen one left Qiankun Wenqing Valley, he could still continue his "test" with the help of Da Ming and Er Ming who remained in Douluo Continent, or the Golden Ancient Tree.

Whether the auspicious beast has feelings for the chosen one is unimportant, and neither is Wang Dong'er's feelings for the chosen one. As long as the chosen one likes Wang Dong'er, and is even willing to die for her and be infatuated with her, that is enough. The Valley of Love and Destiny is used to determine this.

Only after confirming this could he feel at ease killing the auspicious beast and Wang Dong'er, using the resurrection divine light to allow Tang Wutong's mind to reclaim her body, and using the Chosen One to bring the fate of the Star Dou Forest to the God Realm.

However, since Tang Wutong's soul fragments are gone, all of this is nonsense. It's like a car: if the control lever is gone, you can still stuff a wooden stick in to make do, but if the engine is gone, what's the point of driving it?

"Third Brother, Wu Tong, she..."

A look of worry appeared in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

"Don't tell Xiaowu about this. I'll figure out a way to handle it."

The man frowned and quickly left the connection point between Qiankun Wenqing Valley and the God Realm. He could not leave his temple for too long. If he gave the Mother of All Spirits too much breathing room, all his efforts would be in vain.

Ning Rongrong slowly closed her mouth again. She hadn't dared to tell him that Huo Yuhao had taken the God-Slaying Whip from Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Now that he had left in such a hurry, it wasn't that she was deliberately keeping quiet, but rather that he hadn't had time to hear it.

Yes, the whip in Qiankun Wenqing Valley that can directly strike a person's soul is not a Soul-Striking Whip, but a divine weapon used by the God of Love, the God-Striking Whip. However, due to the rules of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, Ning Rongrong cannot unleash its power at all.

When Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong'er, and Wang Qiu'er could see their surroundings clearly again, an overwhelming aura of malevolence surged towards them almost instantly.

The terrifying power emanating from one Title Douluo and two Soul Douluo-level evil Soul Masters almost instantly froze them in place, rendering them unable to move.

Wang Dong'er, whose mind was in turmoil after learning some truths, turned cold. The three of them formed a pincer movement, guarding against the three evil soul masters who surrounded them from the front and back, as well as a group of evil soul masters at the Soul Saint level.

This is the Sun Moon Empire's method. Even though the probability of this group of people leaving this place is extremely low, the Sun Moon Empire still arranges for a Title Douluo and two Soul Douluos to block the door. Whoever can come out will be killed!

Wang Dong'er's dark gold claws shot out with a whoosh, while Wang Qiu'er's golden dragon spear trembled slightly, as if it was ready to drink blood at any moment.

They were three elderly men, all appearing to be at least seventy years old. Surprisingly, these three men looked exactly alike, and their clothing was identical as well.

They were all very thin, with many wrinkles on their faces, gray hair simply draped behind their heads, and dull, yellowish eyes, giving them a somber and lifeless appearance. What was particularly distinctive was that they all had hooked noses and thin lips.

The three old men were all dressed in gray robes, and each of them held a cane.

The cane was entirely black, a full ten feet long, and each end had a gray gem the size of a human head.

As soon as the three old men appeared, their gazes fell on Huo Yuhao and his two companions. The three men moved in unison, tapping their long staffs on the ground, and their bodies floated forward.

They started and landed at the same time, and in just two quick movements, they were already in front of the three people.

"Hahaha, Shrek Academy's three prodigies are indeed among the best in this competition. They're the first to emerge, hahahaha."

The old man in the center twitched his lips, which looked like dead skin, and said excitedly. His voice was so hoarse, like a broken bellows, that it was extremely unpleasant to hear.

"Brother, if we capture these three alive, the Sect Leader will surely grant us three brothers a chance to break through to Super Douluo!"

A strange scene unfolded: their right hands, which were gripping the staff, suddenly turned gray and were covered with a layer of gray scales. These scales quickly spread to every corner of their bodies, including their faces.

The long staffs in their hands emitted a strong gray light, and the gray gems at their tips lit up, turning into a bright red luster.

"Seniors, let's talk this out. We've long admired the Holy Spirit Church."

Huo Yuhao felt suffocated by the presence of the three people around him, and immediately guessed their identities.

(End of this chapter)

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