In the Great God Circle, Tang San anxiously rescued his wife, while Huo Yuhao harbored alternative thoughts.
On the other side, Ye Yinzhu informed the other God Kings of the newly acquired intelligence, returned to discuss it with the Amethyst Behemoth, and quickly said, "So that planet is the hometown of the Sea God and the God of Emotions. It seems to be a place rich in natural resources and outstanding people."
"The God of Emotions once chatted happily with me, mentioning that their cultivation system is somewhat similar to the state you and I are in, but with major differences despite minor similarities."
Ye Yinzhu forged a life-bound contract with the Amethyst Behemoth. This was a unique cultivation method native to his hometown, bearing slight similarities to the Spirit Soul contract Huo Yuhao learned from Electrolux.
The Amethyst Behemoth thought for a moment and said, "In that resonance I responded to, it seemed there weren't only my clansmen, but also a human with a very powerful aura, close to the God-level."
"Oh?" 's eyes lit up. "As expected, it's a good place. Since he could forge a contract with your clansmen, he certainly has the qualifications to become a god. Perhaps we might even get to meet him."
The Amethyst Behemoth shook its head and frowned, saying, "Not necessarily. I can sense that planet's life state is weak. It seems it can no longer bear God-level powerhouses, let alone sublimate into a God Realm."
"What's even stranger is that it seems more than one plane has set its sights on it, and one of them has already constructed a passage, wanting to devour it."
Ye Yinzhu's eyelids twitched, and he took a deep breath, puzzled, "That shouldn't be—that planet is a physical plane after all, how could a passage be constructed to it?"
The Amethyst Behemoth shook its head to indicate it didn't know, "I only had a brief resonance; more details are beyond what I can know. That human is also special, cultivating in some very special small plane."
The more Ye Yinzhu thought about it, the more curious he became. But remembering the vast chasm between gods and mortals, no matter how stunning a Genius was, if they couldn't become a god, they would eventually turn into a handful of dust. He said with some disappointment, "What a pity. I hope that clansman you cast your aura to and that human can live a bit longer. After all, it's rare for an Amethyst Behemoth to appear in your clan."
"Indeed." His purple eyes flashed. As the king of the Behemoth clan, what he loved most was seeing his clan prosper.
"We must speed up. I certainly don't want to return home and find things completely changed."
As the Emperor of Qin who had also led the masses against foreign plane invasions and killed his opponents at the final moment using desperate measures, Ye Yinzhu held deep affection for his homeland.
One day in the God Realm corresponds to a year in the lower planes.
In the time it took for the several gods to converse, the Federal delegation's one-year exchange period had ended.
Luan Hongchen, serving as the deputy head of the Federal delegation, tightly grasped En Ci's hand and said with a reluctant expression, "Your Holiness Holy Dragon, I am so reluctant to leave. This place of yours is truly a wonderful place."
En Ci thought to himself, 'You stinky toad, you aren't reluctant to leave; you clearly bought a large batch of metals and still feel it's not enough.' Suppressing the urge to slap the other person across the face, he smiled and said, "All good things must come to an end. It would be best if you all left quickly."
Tears sparkled in Luan Hongchen's eyes as he said with sincere emotion, "We have already drawn up the contracts for purchasing rare metals. From now on, let's conduct maritime trade through legitimate channels between the two countries. You must not look for any other guarantors; the Federation is the one and only."
En Ci thought to himself, 'I knew you still had your eyes on this.' He then put on an extremely solemn expression and said, "Easy to say, easy to say. May both of our sides grow better and better through friendly and interconnected trade."
"Good, good, good." Luan Hongchen finally let go of his hand, presumably feeling at ease at last.
En Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending not to see Kong Yao communicating with Cao Dezhi in the crowd, nor the Yuanen father and son communicating with Yun Ming.
These people had immense abilities, yet they came under the guise of Federal delegation members. It really was hard on them to hang up titles like ocean ship sailors or kitchen chefs.
Looking around, En Ci discovered that an important figure was missing from the delegation. He frowned, feeling that matters might still have variables.
'Could that person still be remaining on the Star Luo Continent? Or has he already left without this old man knowing?'
Thinking of Feng Zaixing's ability to cause trouble, how could En Ci dare to underestimate him by even the slightest bit?
As if perceiving his inner unease, a light suddenly flashed in the sky, and a clear figure rode the wind, landing steadily amidst the delegation's crowd.
In an instant, all the experts from the four top factions of the original Douluo Continent and the Star Luo Empire cast their gazes toward him simultaneously.
"Apologies everyone, I meditated excessively and arrived late."
Feng Zaixing smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, his demeanor leisurely and calm.
The various experts successively withdrew their gazes, and what thoughts they harbored in their hearts remained unknown.
At least from the surface, this seemingly harmless youth hadn't changed much compared to a year ago.
Ever since the pacification of the Green Skull, there had been no news of Feng Zaixing on the Star Luo Continent. Everyone simply assumed he had gone into seclusion to cultivate bitterly once more and consolidate his cultivation.
Cao Dezhi glanced out of the corner of his eye at Feng Zaixing from time to time, layer upon layer of worried clouds shrouding his heart.
Through his repeated investigations, Zang Xin's matter was caused by a rebellion of the Ferocious Beast in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, which stirred up the dragon souls of the two Dragon Kings beneath the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Outnumbered, Zang Xin died a tragic death at the hands of the dragon souls.
Another tragedy that came to light was that among the Seven Heavenly Kings of the Monster Academy, only Long Yue and Dai Yueyan escaped with their lives, while all the others fell there. Tang Sect had borne immense pressure over the past year.
But he had no way out, and couldn't even spare the hands to pacify the two dragon souls, because he couldn't do it with his own strength alone, and Yun Ming had to hold down the fort in the Star Luo Continent and could not move lightly.
Yun Ming's focus differed from Cao Dezhi's. He secretly sensed Feng Zaixing with his Mental Power, discovering no great changes, which made his heart feel all the stranger.
Feng Zaixing's eyes did not reveal any brilliance, yet they faintly carried a layer of plain, natural, calm warmth—this was the hallmark of the pinnacle Realm of Mental Power.
'Has he still not broken through to the Divine Origin Realm? It's not strange for others to be stuck at this hurdle, and it's only natural for you to be stuck here, but—'
After several rounds of probing, Yun Ming did not detect any changes indicating that Feng Zaixing had entered the Divine Origin Realm. While secretly relieved, he also harbored a trace of suspicion.
When he and Chen Xinjie broke through to the Divine Origin Realm, they both had many years of accumulation. Feng Zaixing's accumulation was far inferior to theirs, but his advantage lay in his ability to refine the essence of Evil Soul Masters. With Ha Luosa dying at his hands, one could imagine how massive that energy would be.
'However, it doesn't matter anymore. Perhaps I could still do some things in the past, but now I can no longer do anything.'
Yun Ming sighed softly in his heart. Thinking of Shrek's actions over the years, the more he thought about it, the more powerless he felt.
Just as Feng Zaixing had said back on Sea God Island, the big ship Shrek that had sailed for twenty thousand years had accumulated too many problems to return from. Long Yeyue existed like a malignant tumor; killing her would bring huge future repercussions, but not killing her meant slow death.
Killing her only a year ago was actually far, far too late. Shrek Academy had no successors; no matter how strong he could fight, there was nothing he could do.
No matter how heaven-shaking one's abilities were, there would ultimately be a day of dying of old age. With the God Realm no longer existing, he had no hope of a breakthrough: having shared half of his Lifespan with Yali in his early years, the time he could actually live was not much longer than Chen Xinjie's.
He had already discussed it with Guan Yue: the day he fell, he would let Guan Yue return from the War God Hall to preside over the Sea God Pavilion. With Guan Yue's status, the Sun Moon Federation and Feng Zaixing probably wouldn't carry out an annihilation of every last chicken and dog.
At this moment, a hesitant sound transmission reached Feng Zaixing's ears: "Are you real or a Clone?"
Feng Zaixing's Clone turned his gaze to look and saw it was Yu Xin. Wearing an expression that said "this isn't surprising after all," he asked, "How did you determine I'm a Clone?"
Yu Xin playfully raised her snow-white chin and smiled with a curl of her lips, "When it comes to Clones, I am more adept than you; and I am now a Spirit Douluo."
As her words fell, deep spiritual fluctuations lit up in her ink-black eyes, and the light and shadow of an Evil Eye Ferocious Beast emerged from the depths of her pupils. The air distorted slightly for a split second before returning to normal.
Feng Zaixing's Clone's pupils twitched slightly. Although it was only for a split second, the Mental Power the other party displayed was undoubtedly of the Spirit Domain Realm, and not just an early-stage Spirit Domain Realm.
He remembered that back when he eliminated the Golden Dragon King Clone, Yu Xin had absorbed a significant amount of the Golden Dragon King's Mental Power essence, thereby breaking through the shackles of the Spirit Abyss Realm. Thus, he said sincerely, "The Golden Dragon King Seal is truly a good thing. When you have time, you must refine more of it."
"To think that my Holy Evil Formless Body derived from my eighth Spirit Ability still couldn't escape your eyes. This Clone of mine contains half of my Mental Power; I originally thought no one could spot the flaw."
Yu Xin said, "You really are already at the Divine Origin Realm? You've broken another record."
"It's nothing much. My Martial Soul inherently includes the brain, and the Innate Secret Method is an ultimate cultivation treasure classic."
Feng Zaixing replied, and then saw Gu Yue and Na'er successively discover the clue as well, conversing with the two women with a faint smile.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye at Student Yuanen, who was full of joy but clearly hadn't recognized that her teacher was a Clone piracy version, Feng Zaixing secretly slapped a label on her year-end evaluation: "Poor Mental Power and observation skills, urgently needs improvement."
*How can Student Yuanen only practice legwork? Her eyes must also be trained. When the true body returns, she must definitely be subjected to extra training—*
Suddenly, he perceived several gazes falling upon him. Shifting his gaze, he saw Long Yue, Dai Yueyan, and Dai Yun'er, the sole surviving members among the eight heavenly kings of the Monster Academy.
Their eyes were filled with emotion, but they said nothing, letting their tears flow deep in their hearts. Wearing slight smiles, they waved their hands vigorously, wishing him a smooth journey.
On this day, they saw Feng Zaixing off to the very end, yet they didn't leave a single word.
"Such feelings can become a thing to be remembered, but at the time one was already lost in confusion."
Feng Zaixing felt a wave of emotion and sent a voice transmission to the three of them, "Don't miss me. We will eventually have a time when we meet again. I wish you smooth cultivation."
Long Yue and Dai Yueyan looked at each other in speechless silence, thinking to themselves, *It'd be best if we never see you again in this lifetime.*
Dai Yun'er felt an inexplicable emptiness in her heart. Scene after scene that was indistinguishable from reality in her dreams made her doubt whether she had truly met someone who "guided her cultivation" while in Dragon Valley.
On the return ocean ship, Feng Zaixing's Clone guided everyone in cultivation as usual, and quickly discovered an unexpected pleasant surprise.
"Wu Siduo, your two Martial Souls show signs of fusing into one?" Feng Zaixing looked at this Body Sect Outer Sect Disciple, revealing an expression of surprise for the first time.
Inspecting Wu Siduo's state of alternating bloodlines and extreme Fusion between her two Martial Souls, Feng Zaixing was secretly amazed. Could this old-version Martial Soul actually be saved?
The White Tiger Martial Soul was a top-tier Martial Soul in every era, and in the current era, it was the gatekeeper of top-tier Martial Souls. But the Netherworld White Tiger—could it be considered a Super Martial Soul?
Wu Siduo smiled shyly and said, "I must also thank the Sect for its teachings, especially the guidance of Senior Sister Yuanen and His Holiness Golden Body."
Feng Zaixing turned his eyes to look. Ah Ruheng chuckled foolishly, while Yuanen Yehui proudly puffed out her chest, her face written all over with "I have rendered meritorious service for the Body Sect and require a reward."
"My disciple has done well. I promote you to the contemporary Chief Instructor of the Body Sect, responsible for overseeing the teaching and cultivation of all new disciples."
Yuanen Yehui's lips curled up: "~~~"
"Right, what level of position is this?"
"The lowest level."
"Ah?"