Even the proudest clans, like the Body Sect, were starting to wonder if they should defect to the Sun–Moon Empire. But among all the sects and academies present, exceptions always existed.
And the biggest exception was, unsurprisingly, the Clear Sky Sect.
Titan frowned at the arena, paying absolutely no attention to whether the Holy Spirit Cult was butchering itself. His eyes weren't even on Wang Dong'er.
Titan's real focus was on Huo Yuhao, the peerless genius who had shaken the continent five years ago.
Yet five years ago, neither Titan nor Niu Tian had taken that so-called genius seriously.
With a God King as their backer—and even they themselves capable of unleashing god-officiant-level strength—why would they care about some little prodigy on the Douluo Continent?
Every era had its brilliant talents. But in ten thousand years, who had truly become a god like the Shrek Seven Devils?
Forget a so-called peerless genius—Titan didn't even take Mu En, Ye Xishui, or Long Xiaoyao, all Limit Douluo, seriously.
Only because the God Realm had inexplicably lost contact with Douluo did things become… complicated.
Otherwise, even Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King and the ruler of soul beasts, would never dare show herself in public.
After all, Titan knew Tang San far too well. Even if the God Realm wasn't supposed to interfere with the mortal world, Tang San, as a God King, would absolutely break that rule to force everything back onto what he believed was the "right path."
But then—
"Don't tell me… this brat is the 'Child of Destiny' Tang San talked about? Judging by the talent he's shown, only he fits that title."
"If that's true, then Dong'er leaving Shrek Academy and running to the Sun–Moon Empire… was actually part of Tang San's plan? Another step in his layout?"
The more he thought about it, the more Titan felt a chill. His mood grew heavier; Tang San was simply too frightening—everything always within prediction, always within control.
Even if the Child of Destiny didn't follow the original script by joining Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, he still couldn't escape Tang San's palm.
Realizing this, Titan smacked his lips, staring at Huo Yuhao with a strange, amused expression.
"If he learns his destiny was set from the start, the kid would probably fall into total despair."
"He enjoys such high status in the Sun–Moon Empire, revered by everyone, praised as a peerless genius—of course he's proud."
"Since that's the case, then when the finals come… let the Clear Sky Sect's brats shatter that pride of his. Let him accept reality—and accept fate."
Having made up his mind, Titan relaxed, turned his head slightly toward Zhongli Wu, and wondered whether this man and Xuanzi's plan stood any chance of success.
If they really did get a chance to kill Huo Yuhao, Titan might actually have to step in to save him. No matter what, Tang San's chosen Child of Destiny couldn't be allowed to die here.
But realistically, Titan didn't think they had a chance. They didn't even need to consider the Sun–Moon Empire's ninth-rank soul engineers—Gu Yuena alone meant Zhongli Wu and Xuanzi's ending was already sealed.
While all the sects and academies in the audience were lost in their own thoughts, the so-called "battle" on the stage had already reached a fever pitch.
The Holy Spirit Cult members, slaughtering each other, were all heavily injured. To protect Tang Ya's undercover identity, even she was no exception.
Three had already died—their life force and soul power completely absorbed by Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass, becoming nourishment that strengthened the Blue Silver Saintess.
The remaining three were on the edge of death, barely clinging to life.
The worst part? They knew they were trapped inside Huo Yuhao's Jinghua Shuiyue illusion. They fought with everything to escape, and every time they shattered one illusion layer… they only fell into another.
A prison with no exit, gripping their souls and bodies alike.
Under such conditions, Holy Spirit Cult members fell one after another to Tang Ya.
Aside from a handful who understood the cult's vicious practices—and thus knew why Zhongli Wu didn't stop the "match"—most spectators were baffled.
Watching the Holy Spirit Cult's younger generation die one by one… why wasn't Zhongli Wu conceding?Were they trying to imitate Shrek Academy's stubbornness?
Reality proved Zhongli Wu wasn't that stubborn.
The moment everyone else died and Huo Yuhao prepared to deal with the last remaining participant, Tang Ya—
At Zhongli Wu's signal, Zhang Peng immediately stood up and shouted:
"We of the Holy Spirit Cult concede!"
Instant uproar.
Everyone now understood: among the Holy Spirit Cult, most lives meant nothing. Only Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao—the two Saintesses—were truly valued.
Zhang Peng's surrender gave Huo Yuhao the pretext to stop. He only needed to put on a show—of course he wouldn't really kill Tang Ya right now.
But for the sake of appearances, he still showed a look of regret.
Tang Ya played her part as well, acting like she had just broken free from Jinghua Shuiyue, realizing the truth, and learning that she had killed all her teammates. Her mentality "collapsed" on the spot.
Her eyes turned blood-red, her voluptuous figure trembling with rage, looking as if she might rush Huo Yuhao and fight him to the death.
Thankfully, Zhongli Wu stepped forward at the crucial moment and said coldly,
"Tang Ya, return. The match ends here."
Tang Ya deliberately hesitated for a moment, but eventually obeyed and left the stage.
Before leaving, she looked back at Huo Yuhao—deeply.
Outwardly, it was hatred, grief, collapse.
In truth, it was the pain of seeing her long-separated master again, only to part once more.
Whether Tang Ya or Ma Xiaotao, both were filled with longing and reluctance toward their master, Huo Yuhao.
But to preserve their undercover identities, they couldn't reveal the slightest abnormality.
Since the Holy Spirit Cult had conceded, the host immediately announced the result:
The Sun–Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy wins.
In three days, the finals would begin—Sun–Moon Academy vs. the Clear Sky Sect.
Everyone was filled with anticipation.
Who was stronger?Huo Yuhao, the peerless genius of the Sun–Moon Empire?Or the Clear Sky Sect, with ten thousand years of terrifying foundation?
The answer would be revealed in three days.
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