The blood-red giant hand, containing the supreme power of the Asura God King, was bound by the Glazed Illusion and was forcibly pulled into mid-air, unable to move upwards even an inch.
Two extreme forces were pulling each other wildly in mid-air, causing the surrounding void to collapse and shatter continuously.
Just as Haiyue was about to mobilize all her divine-level soul power to completely crush the bloody hand along with Tang San inside it.
Qianyu made a move.
His expression remained as languid and calm as ever, without even lifting his eyelids.
Qianyu slowly raised her right hand and gently placed it on Haiyue's shoulder.
It was just this one gentle movement.
The surging soul power on Haiyue's body, along with the countless azure chains flying in the sky, vanished instantly, as if ice and snow were melting away.
The Crystal Illusion dissipated completely with the touch of Qianyu's fingertips.
Haiyue immediately suppressed all her imposing manner, obediently lowered her head, and returned to her original position.
Qianyu stood with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly upward to look at the giant, blood-red hand that had regained its freedom in mid-air.
A cruel smile appeared on his face, a smile of utter contempt that regarded all things in the world as worthless.
Qianyu parted her lips slightly: "Let him go."
His voice wasn't loud, but it conveyed an absolute sense of control.
Qianyu looked at Tang San, who was gripped in the bloody hand and covered in blood, and spoke with a mocking tone.
Qianyu continued, "It's more interesting to fatten up a pig before slaughtering it."
These words, though devoid of any divine power or oppressive force, were nonetheless piercing to the heart.
That was an insult that utterly trampled the successor of the God-King and the so-called peerless genius into the mud.
In Qianyu's eyes, Tang San didn't even deserve to be called an enemy; he was just a piece of livestock waiting to fatten up.
Without Haiyue's obstruction, the blood-red hand in mid-air suddenly accelerated its ascent.
Tang San was held tightly in the giant hand, his face covered in blood and dirt facing Qian Yu below.
Qian Yu's words, "pigs raised in captivity," were like sharp, poisonous thorns, piercing deep into Tang San's already wounded pride.
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot and bulging due to extreme humiliation and resentment, and there were even shocking bloodstains at the corners of his eyes.
His mouth was agape, his shattered jawbone preventing him from uttering any rebuttal; he could only vomit mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Endless humiliation gnawed at his soul like a venomous snake.
A flash of blood-red light suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating Tang San's face, which was twisted to the extreme.
Filled with overwhelming hatred and resentment, the blood-red giant hand, carrying Tang San, plunged headfirst into the black hole-like void rift in the sky.
Tang San's figure completely disappeared from this world.
After the rift swallowed Tang San, it emitted a rumbling roar, and the spatial barriers at its edges rapidly healed.
In just a few seconds, the crimson light vanished without a trace, and the sky was once again enveloped by the dazzling golden light of the two characters "Qian Yu" on the Heavenly Golden List.
On the edge of the battlefield outside Jialing Pass, amidst a landscape of cratered ruins.
Yu Xiaogang was sticking his butt out, like a frightened mouse, lying behind a broken siege pillar.
His once meticulously combed hair was now disheveled, covered in black ash and bloodstains, and the robe he wore, which represented his status as a master, had long since become tattered rags.
Yu Xiaogang had just been hiding in the ruins when she witnessed the sky change color, the bloody hand descend, and Tang San being pulled into the crevice.
With his knowledge, he naturally sensed the supreme divine power contained within that blood-red light.
Suddenly, a morbidly fanatical light burst forth from Yu Xiaogang's dull, lifeless eyes.
He was so excited that his whole body trembled violently, and his withered hands gripped the soil in front of him tightly.
They've been rescued.
The mistress was rescued.
Yu Xiaogang roared inwardly, "That's the power of a god! It's a supreme being from the divine realm who has rescued my good disciple, far more powerful than that number one on the Golden List!"
As long as Xiao San doesn't die, he will one day return with invincible divine might, slaughter all the scum of the Spirit Hall, and make Yu Xiaogang once again the most respected master on the entire continent.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang could no longer contain his joy and poked most of his body out from behind the ruins.
He opened his mouth, wanting to laugh wildly, wanting to loudly proclaim in the direction of the Spirit Hall that Tang San's destiny was not yet over.
But in that moment of extreme excitement...
His sphincter muscles completely lost control.
The stench spread around, and several other remnants of the Heavenly Battle army lying on the ground nearby showed expressions of extreme disgust upon smelling it.
Qianyu stood at the edge of the deep pit in the distance and noticed the commotion.
He turned his head slightly, his gaze passing over the million-strong army kneeling on the ground, and landing precisely on Yu Xiaogang behind the ruins.
What kind of look was that?
There was no anger, no murderous intent, not even the slightest trace of the most basic human emotions.
Qianyu gave Yu Xiaogang a cold glance.
It's like a pedestrian on the street who inadvertently sees a pile of rotten, smelly garbage and doesn't even want to step on it, as it would dirty their shoes.
The blood-red sky outside Jialing Pass has completely returned to its original clarity.
The void rift that tore through the sky has long since healed without leaving a trace.
Although Tang San was forcibly rescued by the Asura God, this did not bring any hope to the remaining Shrek members who were barely surviving below.
On the contrary, the ruins in front of Jialing Pass, now reduced to scorched earth, were filled with a deathly silence, as if they had fallen into a dead end.
Everyone clearly realized that Tang San, whom they considered invincible, had actually been released like livestock.
Even the high and mighty Asura God dared not linger in front of this man named Qianyu for even a moment.
Even their biggest backer was humiliated and driven away like a chick being crushed; the rest of them weren't even qualified to be cannon fodder.
Oscar, hiding among the corpses, was trembling violently, like a leaf.
His once-proud soul power was now like a stagnant pool, and he had completely lost the strength to even summon a martial soul sausage.
Lying next to Oscar is Ma Hongjun, the once arrogant and fiery phoenix.
Ma Hongjun's once round and plump face was now covered with black ash and mutilated flesh.
His eyes, no bigger than mung beans, were filled with primal fear and despair.
The two didn't even have the courage to look each other in the eye.
Ma Hongjun bit his lip so hard that he didn't dare make a sound even when it bled.
He was terrified that even the faintest breath would attract the gaze of that terrifying man in the sky.
Oscar's fingers were digging tightly into the blood-soaked soil.
He used both hands and feet, like a mad dog that had lost its way, crawling desperately along the ground towards the direction away from Jialing Pass.
Seeing this, Ma Hongjun immediately imitated Oscar, his obese body tumbling and crawling forward amidst the mud and broken bones.
They didn't dare to stand up and start running.
Because once you stand up, you risk becoming the most conspicuous target in this desolate wasteland.
Even when their bellies were ripped open by sharp shards of weapons on the ground, their intestines spilling out, they dared not pause for a moment.
Oscar was now driven by only one crazy thought: to escape, to escape as far away as possible.
He even cursed his parents in his heart, wondering why they hadn't given him two more legs.
Ma Hongjun was climbing too fast and crashed headfirst into a mangled warhorse carcass.
He didn't even waste time wiping the sticky blood off his face, immediately bypassing the corpse and continuing to flee towards the distant horizon on all fours.
Ma Hongjun rubbed his elbow on the ground while muttering in a very low voice with a sob in his voice.
Ma Hongjun wiped away his tears: "Xiao Ao, does Third Brother not want us anymore? Are we doomed?"
Oscar's mouth was full of foul-smelling mud, and he didn't dare to turn around.
Oscar lowered his voice and yelled back, "Stop talking nonsense and get up! If he sees us, we're done for!"
The two of them looked even more miserable than rats in a ditch.
Haiyue's cool and noble eyes lowered slightly, her gaze sharply capturing two figures wriggling like maggots in the distant ruins.
A flash of extreme disgust crossed the Empress's exquisite face.
Several strands of clear, aquamarine light immediately appeared around Haiyue.
The soul power of the Crystal Illusion quietly gathered at her slender, fair fingertips.
With just a flick of her finger, those crystal-clear, light blue chains could instantly pierce through Oscar and Ma Hongjun's skulls.
Just as Haiyue was preparing to thoroughly clean up all the unsightly trash.
Qianyu casually turned around.
He didn't even spare a glance for Oscar and Ma Hongjun in the distance.
Qianyu calmly raised her hand and casually waved her sleeve.
Seeing Qianyu's actions, Haiyue instantly understood her master's meaning.
She immediately dissipated the terrifying soul power at her fingertips, power powerful enough to destroy a Title Douluo.
Haiyue obediently crossed her hands in front of her, regaining her quiet and well-behaved demeanor, and stood quietly behind Qianyu.
Qianyu's gaze swept past the ants howling and fleeing on the ground, past the group of terrified remnants of the Heavenly Battle army.
For him, chasing after these lackeys who didn't even dare to stand up and look him in the eye was a complete waste of time.
Dragons never care where the ants crawling beneath their feet go.
At this moment, Qianyu turned her gaze directly to the vast and boundless sky.
His handsome face, so striking that it was almost unbearable to look directly at, exuded an absolute domineering aura that seemed to control the life and death of all things in the world.
What Qianyu is about to do is something that will completely overturn the ten-thousand-year-old understanding of the entire Douluo Continent.
With her hands behind her back, Qianyu stood tall and quietly in the void above Jialing Pass.
He slowly raised his head and stared directly at the wordless celestial list at the very top of the sky, which radiated a dazzling golden light.
At that very moment, the air currents between heaven and earth instantly fell into absolute stillness.
The howling wind vanished without a trace.
Upon sensing Qian Yu's will, the golden list in the sky erupted with a dazzling light a million times stronger than before.
The light was not dazzling, but it carried a sacred power that could penetrate all matter and soul.
The golden light, centered on Jialing Pass, swept wildly in all directions like a tsunami.
Crossing the endless mountain range.
Crossing the endless, turbulent sea.
Crossing the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest, that perilous core area.
Even the murderous capital buried deep underground was completely penetrated by this sacred golden light.
At this moment, the entire Douluo Star was completely enveloped by the power of the Golden List.
Qianyu slightly parted her lips.
"The divine realm has been high and mighty for too long; it's time for a new master."
This casual remark, spoken as if discussing the weather, was transmitted with unparalleled clarity to every corner of Douluo Star through the immeasurable power of the Golden List.
Whether it's an old monster who secluded himself in the deep mountains and forests to cultivate asceticism.
They are still ordinary farmers working hard in the fields.
This even includes those 100,000-year-old soul beasts deep in the ice and snow of the far north.
Every living being heard this ordinary yet supremely powerful voice deep within their own soul at the same time.
There was no emotional fluctuation in this sentence.
But it was this casual attitude of treating the lofty divine realm as mere playthings that caused all living beings on the continent to collectively lose their ability to think in an instant.
The million-strong army kneeling before Jialing Pass kowtowed even deeper the instant those words were spoken.
Even the air was filled with a suffocating sense of dread.
For the people of Douluo Continent, the God Realm is the supreme faith, an absolute holy land that no Soul Master would dare to desecrate even in their wildest dreams.
For tens of thousands of years, countless geniuses have followed one after another, all for the sake of gaining even the slightest favor from the divine realm, thereby obtaining eternal life.
However, in Qianyu's words, the divine realm that people worshipped became a backyard that could change masters at any time.
Suddenly, a towering column of water exploded on the surface of the Lake of Life in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest.
A gigantic Titan ape, as large as a mountain, suddenly popped its head out from the bottom of the water.
Its eyes, as large as lanterns, were filled with unprecedented horror and fear.
In its simple intelligence, it simply cannot comprehend what kind of terrifying being would dare to discuss the divine realm that rules over all things in such a tone.
In the deepest part of the Lake of Life, a pair of vertical pupils shimmering with purple-gold light suddenly opened.
That was the true ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena's near-perfect human body trembled slightly in the lake water.
Standing beside her, the Black Dragon King Di Tian knelt down on one knee in the mud and sand at the bottom of the lake.
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