"Hmph. This matter can no longer be resolved by simply deciding whether to assign blame," Gu Ming snorted coldly, his tone firm.
"Suspending technical support to the War God Temple is imperative—unless I am no longer the Director of the Federal Research Institute."
"And regarding the political review proposal against you, I will personally submit it to Parliament. The War God Temple nominally belongs to the Federation—but who it truly answers to remains open for discussion."
His tone grew heavier toward the end, clearly directed at Yu Guanzhi.
"As a reminder, the councilors likely already know about what's happening here. I've spoken with the Speaker."
"He should already be preparing the War God Decree and submitting it for parliamentary review. Once approved, all members of the War God Temple must cease fighting immediately."
"Even if you act now, you'll be forced to stop soon. The consequences of defying the War God Decree… I assume you understand them better than I do."
Gu Ming spoke icily. Even he had not anticipated the War God Temple's involvement. The moment he learned of it, he notified the Speaker.
The so-called War God Decree was an official order from the Federal Government directed at the War God Temple. Once issued, even Chen Xinjie would have to comply.
"You're serious?" Xia Bin asked sternly, suspicion in his eyes.
"I have no time to joke," Gu Ming replied coldly.
Yu Guanzhi frowned. The War God Temple indeed should not have been involved.
He knew that Guan Yue came from Shrek Academy, and several other War God Temple members did as well.
But from the moment they joined the War God Temple, they were obligated to serve it and obey the Federal Government—not their former affiliations.
They could maintain private lives. They could even assist individuals or factions in a personal capacity.
But they were strictly forbidden from acting in the name of the War God Temple. That rule existed precisely to prevent the Temple from being dragged into conflicts due to personal grudges.
Yet now, this had clearly escalated beyond private assistance.
The entire War God Temple had been drawn in.
"Xia Bin, I must remind you—once you intervene, it means the War God Temple is implicated. That's a consequence you may not be able to bear."
Yu Guanzhi's voice was grave.
"So we're just supposed to stand by and watch him die?" Xia Bin shot back angrily. His brother was being killed—how could he remain indifferent?
Yu Guanzhi fell silent, then turned to Gu Ming.
"Elder Gu, you have a good relationship with the Dragon-Phoenix Palace. Can you persuade them to stop?"
Gu Ming did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked toward Yun Ze in the distance, his gaze questioning.
Yun Ze had already been observing them. He understood the meaning in Gu Ming's eyes and slowly shook his head.
"Shrek Academy plotted to frame the Dragon-Phoenix Palace and repeatedly provoked us. This grudge must be settled today."
"Now that the battle has begun, it must end in life or death. There is no suspension."
"Framed?" The media representatives present mentally noted that line. It might become major news.
"Xiong Da, Yao Yi—take the Bloodline Pills. Kill your opponents within two minutes. Then assist Yun Tian and Lin Yi in finishing the other two."
Yun Ze's voice was calm and indifferent. He had no intention of negotiating.
Due to limitations in medicinal materials, the Bloodline Pills refined this time were effective even for Limit Douluo—but their side effects were severe.
After consumption, the user would enter a weakened state for at least seven days. During that time, their strength would drop by nearly half.
"You dare!" Xia Bin roared, his gaze sharp as blades, as though he wished to cut Yun Ze into a thousand pieces.
Gu Ming sighed inwardly.
As expected, the Dragon-Phoenix Palace would not stop.
In this situation, killing the opposing Limit Douluo was the optimal move.
A Limit Douluo was the foundation of any superpower. Their death would be a devastating blow.
Even superpowers like Shrek Academy, Tang Sect, or the War God Temple would struggle to endure such a loss.
Yu Guanzhi felt his heart tremble.
Could that pill really enhance a Limit Douluo?
He had witnessed its power earlier. If a Limit Douluo consumed it, just how terrifying would their combat strength become?
If Yun Tian took it… could he break into godhood? Yu Guanzhi wondered uneasily.
"Yes!"
The Myriad Demon King and Bear Lord responded in unison. Both retrieved prepared Bloodline Pills and swallowed them.
Boom! Boom!
Terrifying energy erupted from their bodies as their auras surged dramatically.
Their momentum, previously weakened by battle, rapidly returned to peak—and surpassed it.
"Roar!"
The overwhelming power flooding his body made Bear Lord roar with exhilaration.
His bloodline was further stimulated, elevating him from demi-god level into quasi-god—peak quasi-god.
"Grandson, I was planning to play with you a bit longer. But since the Young Master has given the order—you can die now."
Empowered, Bear Lord's voice echoed thunderously.
"Dark-Gold Dread Claw!"
With a furious shout, he slashed downward.
Space collapsed ahead of him. A massive dark-gold claw hundreds of meters long formed instantly.
Guan Yue's pupils contracted sharply. Every hair on his body stood on end. A deadly sense of crisis made his scalp tingle.
The claw was too fast—arriving in an instant. He had no chance to evade.
He could only raise the Yue Tian Divine Spear to block.
"Guan Yue!" Xia Bin cried anxiously, abandoning all restraint and charging forward at full speed.
Even against the demi-god version, Guan Yue had struggled. Now, faced with an even stronger attack, he had no hope of resisting.
The collision thundered.
Terrifying energy forced Guan Yue backward through the air.
Crack!
Fractures spread across the Yue Tian Divine Spear. Nearly half of it was severed at the point of impact.
Guan Yue gritted his teeth, pouring every last trace of soul power into defense.
It was not enough.
Crack!
The spear shattered completely.
In that instant, despair—and a trace of unwillingness—filled his heart.
He had not yet stepped into demi-god.
Not yet into quasi-god.
And now, he was going to die.
The dark-gold claw slashed down upon him.
His already shattered four-word battle armor offered no protection. It broke apart instantly.
The claw tore through him completely.
A streak of blood split his body in two.
His expression froze.
His soul power rapidly dissipated. Life extinguished.
His body fell from the sky, breaking apart as it descended.
Since the outbreak of this battle, this was the first Limit Douluo to fall.
Deputy Hall Master of the War God Temple—
Guan Yue—dead.
(End of Chapter)