Chapter 253 Ancient Immortal Ruins, the Eight-Armed Soul Clan!
Zhao Wuji, seeing Tang San's crazed expression, roared anxiously:
"The mistress!"
"Once you get there, you must keep a low profile and never be as arrogant as you were in Douluo Continent. You'll be lucky to even survive!"
At the same time, Oscar, who was hiding behind Zhao Wuji, was so frightened that his legs were trembling.
He gripped Zhao Wuji's clothes tightly, his peach blossom eyes filled with fear as he said:
"Yes, Third Brother! Teacher Zhao is right!"
"That place is no place for humans to live!"
"You're only level 30 or so. If you go to that place where all those gods are fighting, aren't you just going to be cannon fodder?"
"If you act all high and mighty there, one slap from someone and you won't even have a chance to use your hidden weapon before you're reduced to ashes!"
Upon hearing Zhao Wuji and Oscar's advice, Tang San, standing in the purple-gold pillar of light, not only did not restrain himself in the slightest, but instead snorted coldly with utter disdain.
"cannon fodder?"
"Keep your tail between your legs?"
Tang San looked down at Zhao Wuji and Oscar, and retorted without any politeness:
"Teacher Zhao, Oscar, you are still just ordinary people with limited perspectives."
As he spoke, Tang San put his hands behind his back, his blue robes fluttering in the celestial light, as if he had already regarded himself as a higher-dimensional being.
"The black dragon was defeated because it possessed brute strength but lacked any understanding of technique!"
"No matter how strong the people of the Primordial Immortal Court are, they are nothing more than a bunch of crude and uncouth brutes who only know how to crush others with their cultivation levels."
Do they understand the concept of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect?
Do you understand the concept of using someone else's strength against them?
"Do they understand the Tang Clan's peerless hidden weapons that kill without leaving a trace and shatter all the world's internal energy?"
At this point, Tang San stopped pretending and immediately revealed the several bone-piercing nails in his hand:
"Give me enough time and materials to create the Buddha's Wrath Lotus and the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles."
"Don't even mention the Divine Fire Realm."
"Even if it's that arrogant Li Changsheng, the first-ranked expert, if he dares to underestimate me, Tang San, I can show him what it means for the King of Hell to call you dead at midnight, and who dares to keep you alive until dawn!"
Upon hearing Tang San's arrogant remarks, Zhao Wuji and Oscar were both stunned.
To kill the Celestial King with hidden weapons?
Wow, wow, how deep must this well be to raise such a big frog at the bottom of the well!
"You mistress..."
"well!"
In the end, Zhao Wuji was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't say a word while pointing at Tang San.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side...
On the huge plaza outside the Hall of Spirits and the Papal Palace.
Compared to the farcical scene at the back of Shrek Academy, the atmosphere here was incredibly solemn and dignified.
A dazzling beam of purple-gold light descended from the sky, completely enveloping Bibi Dong, who was holding a scepter and wearing a purple-gold crown.
Despite feeling the overwhelming and unstoppable power of the laws, Bibi Dong showed no sign of panic.
"Although the Primordial Celestial Court is a den of dragons and tigers, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth at any moment."
Bibi Dong slightly raised her snow-white chin, secretly calculating in her heart:
"But Hu Liena and Qian Renxue, those two girls, are only Soul King and Soul Saint, yet they are able to remain safe and sound in that world. They even got a menial job, which is enough to give them a foothold."
"As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, I am also a level 99 Peerless Douluo with twin martial souls."
"Whether in terms of mindset, skills, or inner strength, they are a hundred times better than them!"
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly and smiled confidently:
"Since they can all survive in that world."
"In the past, I was sure I could also carve out my own path and even find the supreme opportunity to break through this hundred-level shackle!"
Meanwhile, just as Bibi Dong was secretly making up her mind.
Around the plaza, a group of high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall, led by the Second Elder Golden Crocodile Douluo, stepped forward and bowed to Bibi Dong in the pillar of light with excited expressions.
"Congratulations, Your Holiness the Pope!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was as loud as a bell, his old face full of fanaticism:
"His Holiness the Pope has been blessed by Heaven and has been granted entry into the Immortal Realm. This is truly an unprecedented stroke of good fortune for our Spirit Hall!"
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, who were standing nearby, echoed his sentiments.
"Your Majesty possesses unparalleled talent; once you arrive in the Celestial Court, you will surely soar to great heights!"
"I only hope that Your Majesty can find divine skills and wondrous techniques in the Upper Realm, and one day return to Douluo Continent to lead my Spirit Hall to unify the continent for thousands of years to come!"
Hearing the congratulations from the elders around her, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping across the entire room with an air of authority.
"Elders, the Spirit Hall will be temporarily entrusted to the Grand Elder and you all to manage."
"The day I return will be the day my Spirit Hall reigns supreme over the world!"
Buzz!
As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-gold beam of light suddenly contracted.
And so, under the watchful eyes of countless people across the continent, Bibi Dong and Tang San, who was far away in the Heaven Dou Empire, simultaneously transformed into two streaks of light, directly piercing through the dimensional barrier of the Douluo Continent and disappearing completely into the sky.
...
Within the dimensional portal, time and space are reversed, and the passage of years is chaotic.
I don't know how much time passed.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, Bibi Dong felt dizzy and as if she had fallen from a great height, crashing heavily onto a piece of extremely hard, dark red ground.
"Cough cough..."
Bibi Dong groaned, feeling as if her internal organs were churning violently.
She tried to prop herself up with the scepter in her hand, but her expression changed drastically the next second.
Heavy!
It's too heavy!
The laws governing this world are extremely profound, and the spatial density of the surrounding area is thousands of times greater than that of the Douluo Continent!
Bibi Dong felt as if ten thousand mountains were pressing down on her shoulders; not to mention standing up, even lifting a finger was incredibly difficult.
What shocked her even more was that her proud level 99 soul power was now, under the suppression of the spiritual energy in this high-dimensional world, was like being stuck in a quagmire, its circulation extremely sluggish.
Is it really that difficult...?
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, and her forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Huh? Where did this stranger come from?"
Just as Bibi Dong was about to struggle with all her might, a slightly clear female voice suddenly rang out from in front of her.
Immediately afterwards, a strong hand grabbed Bibi Dong's arm and lifted her up from the ground.
At the same time, an extremely pure warm current flowed into Bibi Dong's body through that palm, instantly offsetting the terrifying gravitational suppression around her.
Bibi Dong gasped for breath, raising her head in shock.
Standing before him was a tall young woman dressed in animal skin clothing.
The woman had a beautiful face, but strangely, there were natural ancient runes engraved on both sides of her cheeks, and several arms that appeared like phantoms were faintly visible behind her!
In the Upper Realm, there are three thousand Dao Provinces, ancient immortal lands, and the Eight-Armed Soul Clan!
(End of chapter)