Chapter 2 Ning Rongrong in Despair!
Chaotianxiang was slow to realize what was happening. She touched her face in surprise and then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... What a stroke of luck! This trip was definitely the right one!"
A glint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and her ambition began to swell.
"Once I get out of here... I might even be able to sit on the Pope's throne!"
Before the words were finished,
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from beside my feet.
Chaotianxiang looked down alertly, only to see a completely black ant crawling across the leaves at her feet.
"That's bad luck..."
She frowned, and without thinking, stepped down.
The next moment, her expression changed drastically.
Before he could even utter a scream, his entire body turned into a pool of black pus in an instant.
The ant seemed oblivious, continuing to crawl forward at its own pace.
[The death of Chaotianxiang]
Survival time: 5 seconds!
[Cause of death: Poisoned by unidentified ants!]
quiet.
A deathly silence.
A Soul Emperor level expert... just died like that?
I was poisoned to death by an ant?!
"Xiangxiang—"
Long Gong Meng Shu's eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.
His beloved wife is gone just like that!
After a brief moment of distraction, everyone, as if grasping at the last straw, hurriedly turned their attention to the last remaining image.
[Third-person perspective: Chrysanthemum Douluo]
Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had just arrived in the prehistoric world, was also very cautious. He immediately released his martial soul and activated his defense.
Confirming that there is no immediate danger in the surrounding area,
He breathed a slight sigh of relief and looked around.
Not far ahead was a stream, its banks covered with trees and exotic flowers I had never seen before.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
He stared intently at one of the plants.
"The stem is like a silver pillar, the leaves resemble round lotus leaves, and a touch of dark purple flower blooms in the center."
"This is... Autumn Grass! No, that's not right!"
His voice trembled, and his breathing became rapid:
"A ring grows every thousand years, and this size... it must be at least a million years old! Could this be the Autumn Bright Immortal Herb? No... even if it is an immortal herb, it shouldn't possess such divine charm!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo bit his finger, so excited he almost cried:
"Such a treasure, I must take it back and cherish it for all eternity!"
Just then, a discordant sound rang out.
"Pfft~~~"
It was only then that he noticed a monkey crouching behind the fairy herb, its bright red bottom facing him.
Doing unspeakable things!
The next second,
A hairy hand casually reached out towards the magical herb!
"How dare you, you beast!!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened in fury; how could he, who loved flowers more than life itself, tolerate such desecration?
"Eighth Soul Skill: Gate of Holy Light!"
The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum bloomed in front of him, its petals fluttering and transforming into a dazzling golden light that shot straight at the ungrateful monkey!
"Squeak!!"
Startled, the monkey turned its head, baring its teeth and looking furious.
It seems to be an angry rebuke.
That rude wild monkey from out of town attacked me with flower petals while I was taking a dump!
It casually picked up a stone from where it was standing.
He threw it over impatiently.
On the Douluo Continent, apart from Tang San and Yang Wudi, no one truly knew the value of that herb.
But anyone could see that Chrysanthemum Douluo had stumbled upon a treasure.
"That sissy... he's got good luck."
As for the monkey?
No matter how powerful they are, can they withstand a single blow from a Title Douluo?
However, the next moment, everyone was stunned!
Chrysanthemum Douluo unleashed a furious attack, but it was blocked by a stone that the monkey had casually thrown!
Not only was it blocked, but the stone's momentum didn't diminish, and it headed straight for his face!
"not good!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's face turned pale, and he hurriedly activated his soul power:
"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body!"
"The Ninth Soul..."
He hadn't finished speaking—
"puff!"
A golden light pierced through the stone, striking the center of the forehead.
[Chrysanthemum Douluo, dead!]
Survival time: 11 seconds!
[Cause of death: Interrupting a monkey's defecation!]
The Douluo Continent audience was silent for a moment.
Then it completely boiled over!
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!!"
"That's a Title Douluo! How could he be no match for a monkey?! Could it be a 100,000-year-old soul beast in disguise?!"
In Tiandou City, Yu Xiaogang was utterly shocked.
His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
He did say, "It's probably full of monkeys," but who would have thought... monkeys could be this strong?!
"No, that's right, it must be like that! Xiaogang, I believe you!"
Liu Erlong quickly helped him up, his voice trembling as well.
Although she wished Chrysanthemum Douluo were dead, the scene was too horrifying and too damaging to her self-confidence.
She couldn't believe it, fearing her Dao heart would shatter!
However, the next moment...
The sky shattered their illusions completely.
The first batch of trial participants have all been wiped out!
Overall assessment: Worse than an ant!
[The strength of the creatures in the Douluo Continent is being reassessed...]
[Test complete!]
[Review: A utterly pathetic world of trash!]
The words "a world of trash" were like a slap in the face to every Douluo powerhouse.
Inside the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong suddenly stood up.
His face was deathly pale, and his chest blazed with fury.
But in the end, he didn't dare to say a word.
Qian Daoliu and several other elders were even more ashen-faced.
The world they dedicated their lives to protecting was nothing more than... garbage in the eyes of the other?
[Given that the Douluo Continent is too weak and cannot match the prehistoric environment!]
[Now it's time to cast a wide net!]
[The number of participants has been increased to 5!]
[No longer limited by strength, random selection and distribution—life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor by destiny!]
These words sent a shiver down everyone's spines.
In the past, they might have been overjoyed.
But after witnessing the terror of the primordial world firsthand, who can still laugh?
This isn't wealth and honor, it's pure suicide!
However, the heavens do not obey their will!
The screen flickered rapidly.
The final image focuses on five faces:
[Ding! The first selected person: Ye Chen, a homeless man from Grass Chicken Village]
[Ding! The second chosen candidate: Archbishop Salas of the Holy Temple (Level 88 Power Attack Type Soul Master)]
[Ding! The third chosen one: Ice Demon Bear from the Far North (ten thousand years of cultivation)]
[Ding, Fourth Chosen One: Ning Rongrong (Level 70 Support Soul Master) from Shrek Academy]
[Ding! Fifth chosen candidate: Shui Bing'er (Level 55 Control-type Soul Master) from Shrek Academy]
The announcement of the list caused an uproar in the audience!
This time, even spirit beasts and homeless people were included.
There was also a temple bishop and the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
"Rongrong...how could it be Rongrong?!"
Ning Fengzhi's vision went black, and he almost fainted.
"How is she, a support-type Soul Master, supposed to survive inside?!"
"You son of a bitch, you dare touch Rongrong? I'll fight you to the death!!"
Bone Douluo's eyes widened in fury, his spirit rings blazed brightly, and he soared into the sky, unleashing a punch towards the heavens...
"Uncle Bone, no!!"
"Old bones—!"
A flash of golden light.
Bone Douluo flew back at an even faster speed, crashing deep into the ground, his fate unknown.
[Teleportation initiated!]
Five beams of light fell and then disappeared.
The sky then split into five images.
The homeless man Ye Chen was instantly burst apart by the primordial spiritual energy the moment he landed.
The Spirit Hall Bishop, Salas, appeared in a medicinal garden, but before he could reap the rewards of his victory, he was blasted into pieces by a beam of spiritual light.
Whether the Ice Demon Bear was lucky or unlucky was unknown; it fell directly into the territory of a bear demon, was carried into a cave, and never came back to life.
Ning Rongrong was teleported to a mountain range.
First, the oppressive aura of the ferocious bird that swept across the sky pressed her firmly to the ground, leaving her unable to move for a long time.
After struggling to get up,
They were then targeted by a red-eyed vulture.
Like a cat chasing a mouse, he chased after her at a leisurely pace.
No matter how hard she ran and dodged, she could never shake off that shadow.
"Am I going to die here?"
Ning Rongrong, covered in wounds, collapsed helplessly to the ground. As she watched the vultures approaching, tears finally streamed down her face.
"Third Brother, Oscar, Dad, Grandpa Jian..."
Ning Rongrong lay on the ground, covered in wounds, watching the approaching vultures with despair.
In Heaven Dou City, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo stared at the sky with bloodshot eyes, filled with despair.
If only someone could save Rongrong at this moment.
They are willing to give everything, at any cost.