Late at night, Tang San lay exhausted on the ground, his mind on the verge of collapse. He was truly going crazy. First, he learned Xiao Fei's true gender, and then he killed his own companion.
"Everything is worth it. I am a god, the supreme God."
Finally, Tang San looked at the dried corpses all around him and said in an extremely hoarse voice. It wasn't that he regretted it, but simply that the price of becoming a god was too great.
As he thought, the content of the fourth trial was fully revealed, reigniting hope in the originally despondent Tang San.
But when he saw the content of the fourth trial, Tang San was struck by lightning, his face as ugly as if he had eaten excrement.
"This! How could it be this kind of mission!"
The fourth trial's mission read:
"Creation's Fourth Trial: You were born of me, but not raised. You must severely Strike and educate Tang Xiao, and revive Tang Hao."
"Reward: 10% Creation Affinity, all spirit ring lifespans increased by 3000 years."
Tang San stood dumbfounded in place, stunned for a long time, before gradually coming back to his senses, his eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that this was something a human could do!
But thinking of the humiliation he had suffered over the years, and his future prospects, Tang San gritted his teeth and agreed.
… …
At this time, war broke out across the continent. Wherever Spirit Hall's Spirit Master army went, millions of soldiers were like chickens and dogs.
After all, with the Six High Priests leading the way, as soon as they made a move, the opposing army immediately fell into disarray, with the Demi-God Rank Jin E (Golden Crocodile) Douluo sweeping through them.
In front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Oh dear, what should we do!"
Ning Fengzhi paced anxiously back and forth in the hall, his face filled with worry, long gone was his former high spirits. Outside, Spirit Hall's tens of thousands of Spirit Master army, with Guang Ling Douluo presiding.
Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was already completely surrounded, with no power to resist at all.
"We have no retreat now, why don't we negotiate peace."
One of the Elders spoke up to persuade him. The current situation was already very clear. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect insisted on fighting, the only path awaiting them was death.
"No! Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will never negotiate peace."
Hearing someone wanting to surrender, Ning Fengzhi was the first to object. After all, Spirit Hall regarded him as a thorn in their side, and if he surrendered, he would be the first to die.
But with the situation critical, Ning Fengzhi suddenly remembered the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, whom he had overlooked.
Immediately, as if grasping a lifeline, he hurriedly asked those around him, "Where is Bone Douluo? Is Sword Douluo still in the Sect?"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's questions, the surrounding Elders first sighed, then exchanged glances, all seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Just as everyone was considering whether to tell Ning Fengzhi the truth, Ning Fengzhi had already impatiently shouted, "Speak up, what is there that cannot be said?"
What time was it now? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was almost gone, and they were still hesitating, one by one, truly a bunch of Waste.
"Bone Douluo's injuries haven't healed because Sect Master, you took away all the Healing Soul Masters from the Sect, so Bone Douluo is currently recuperating in Heaven Dou City. Sword Douluo, worried about Bone Douluo's safety, also went to Heaven Dou City. That is to say, currently, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does not have a single Title Douluo."
The Elder's words were like a needle piercing deep into Ning Fengzhi's heart, plunging the already anxious Ning Fengzhi into deep despair.
"How could this be! Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo usually stay in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, why did they all go to Heaven Dou City these past few days!"
Ning Fengzhi said with a distorted expression, clearly unwilling to believe the reality before him.
"Alas, don't say anymore, Sect Master. Bone Douluo's injuries involve internal injuries. At that time, you took away all the Healing Soul Masters. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had no Healing Soul Masters to help with treatment, and Bone Douluo's injuries couldn't be delayed."
The Elder looked at Ning Fengzhi, his tone slightly reproachful. Ultimately, this situation was caused by you, this idiotic Sect Master.
"Then what should we do!"
Ning Fengzhi slumped onto the ground, tears welling up. He couldn't believe it. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which was thriving just yesterday, had become a turtle in a jar, a defeated dog today.
"My dream of a powerful Sect, my generation's hegemony!"
Ning Fengzhi slumped onto the ground, shouting loudly. His great undertaking had not yet been completed, he still wanted to become a god, but in the end, everything was gone.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was weeping, two figures suddenly appeared in the Sect hall.
"Oh, isn't this Ning Fengzhi? After a few days, why are you so down and out?"
A familiar voice entered Ning Fengzhi's ears, instantly invigorating him. He turned his head to look and saw that it was Ning Rongrong, who had been missing, returning.
"You! You are Ning Rongrong! You're back?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at the suddenly appearing Ning Rongrong, his eyes filled with confusion, but even more so with anger. This Ning Rongrong actually returned by herself, and then hid. If she had allied with the Heaven Dou Empire, perhaps the current situation would have been different.
"Don't call me Ning Rongrong. I prefer my new name, Qian Rong'er."
Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi, saying with a look of disdain, her contempt unconcealed. Who would care about this foolish biological father?
"Qian Rong'er, you are Qian Rong'er of the Tian Dou Royal Team."
Ning Fengzhi shouted indignantly. So, he had searched for so long, and Ning Rongrong was right in front of him.
"Rebellious child, you are forgetting your ancestors and betraying the Sect."
Unable to contain his anger, Ning Fengzhi shouted loudly, only to be met with Ning Rongrong's cold sneer.
"When you messed up the Sect all these years, why didn't you say you were forgetting your ancestors and betraying the Sect? This era is no longer suitable for old-fashioned people like you."
Ning Rongrong said, then turned to look at the surrounding Elders and said, "I, Ning Rongrong, am not someone who forgets past kindness. All of you are my Elders, so I will give you a choice: join Spirit Hall, or die. You choose one."
As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the surrounding Elders exchanged glances, seemingly pondering something. It looked like they were already tempted.
After all, they were all people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As long as they didn't die, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would still exist. As for Ning Fengzhi, how could a Sect lack a Sect Master?
Moreover, the current Ning Rongrong was quite suitable to be the next Sect Master.
"I will only give you the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn. If there is no result, I can only ask the Elders to die."
As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the surrounding Elders also exchanged glances. The Grand Elder, who was leading them, spoke up and said, "We are willing to surrender to Spirit Hall and serve Spirit Hall for generations."
"However, I have an impolite request, and that is to ask you, Ning Rongrong, to serve as the new Sect Master of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
After the Grand Elder finished speaking, the first to refuse was Ning Fengzhi.
"You can't do this, I am the Sect Master, you have no authority to make decisions for me!"