107: Chapter 107 The Gaze of the Gods

Divine Realm, Asura God Palace.

Above the throne, a towering red figure was resting with eyes closed.

Suddenly, the area between His eyebrows twitched imperceptibly.

A mark that had an obscure connection to His existence had completely dissipated.

He opened His eyes abruptly, His gaze instantly piercing through layers of spatial barriers, ignoring the separation of planes, and accurately cast itself toward the location where the mark had dissipated.

"Tang Hao has fallen." A voice devoid of emotional fluctuation echoed in the empty, silent palace.

He did not care about Tang Hao's death.

He cared about Tang San, the successor He had chosen more than ten days ago.

"A variable." His gaze looked toward Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan had no divine mark, nor any obvious great Luck, yet had walked to this step solely by relying on his own talent...

The Asura God's gaze lingered on Ji Xuan for a brief moment.

A day in the Divine Realm is a year in the Mortal Realm.

To a god, the life, death, rise, and fall of a Mortal is but a fleeting moment in the long passage of time.

Even if Ji Xuan were powerful, in His eyes, he was still as insignificant as dust.

His gaze was cast toward Heaven Dou City, and He pointed into the void with His hand; a red light instantly flew toward the fighting Tang San...

Afterward, His eyes slowly closed, and the palace returned to silence and coldness.

...

Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.

"Shrek Academy, victory!"

Accompanying the referee's loud announcement, cheers and gasps of astonishment rang out one after another; they had not expected Shrek Academy to actually be able to defeat Elephant Armor Academy.

On the arena, the Shrek Six Devils and Tai Long were all injured, their Soul Power completely exhausted.

And the team's core, Tang San, was even more deathly pale, his body swaying, relying entirely on willpower to keep from collapsing.

The battle just now had forced them to exhaust almost all their trump cards.

Dai Mubai and Zhuqing had used the Hell White Tiger, and even Ning Rongrong had entered the fray.

Except for his final trump card, the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San could be said to have used every means at his disposal.

However, just at this moment, a strong sense of palpitation struck him suddenly, like a thorn, piercing fiercely into Tang San's heart.

It was as if something vital to him, somewhere in the netherworld, had vanished in that very instant.

This time, it was even more intense than that inexplicable palpitation from two years ago.

"Urgh—!"

Tang San clutched his chest tightly, the intense, wrenching pain forcing him to kneel on the ground instantly, curling up, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, his already pale complexion becoming ghastly.

"Little San, what's wrong?!" Seeing this, Dai Mubai and the others were shocked, and ignoring their own states, they hurriedly crowded around him.

"I... don't know." Tang San gritted his teeth, squeezing a few words out from between them.

He pressed hard against his chest, trying to calm that inexplicable feeling of palpitation.

Xiao Wu! Had something happened to Xiao Wu?!

This thought rushed into his mind first, instantly making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Tang San did not think of Tang Hao; he had already learned his true identity not long ago.

He was a powerful Titled Douluo, an existence even Spirit Hall feared; how could something happen to him?

...

In the VIP seating area, seeing the Shrek Team in such a withered state, especially Tang San who seemed to be in great pain, Ning Fengzhi hurriedly stood up.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared in his palm, and the light of augmentation washed down, enveloping the area where the Shrek Team was located.

Chen Xin had already returned from outside the city, and Ning Fengzhi naturally knew of that confrontation; Tang Hao seemed to have suffered a great loss at the hands of Ji Xuan.

At this moment, watching the struggling Tang San below the stage, his mood was somewhat heavy.

The potential of twin spirits was great, but one had to survive to grow up.

Ji Xuan was now able to contend with Tang Hao; the gap between Tang San and him was becoming increasingly stark.

Just at this moment, Tang San, who was trying to calm his heart and mind, felt his body tremble slightly.

Deep in the center of his forehead, a faint, dark red mark flashed and vanished.

Tang San blinked blankly, that sense of palpitation retreating without warning?

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, but felt nothing.

Tang San had been hunched over earlier, his posture just enough to conceal the change on his forehead.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin did not notice.

Dai Mubai and the others, who were close at hand, did not notice.

The entire audience did not notice either.

Even Tang San himself was completely unaware; he simply assumed Ning Fengzhi's support had taken effect.

...

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the night was deep.

Qian Renxue had long since removed all disguises of Xue Qinghe, recovering her original appearance.

She sat before the vanity mirror, her soft, long hair draped behind her shoulders, holding a wooden comb in her hand, combing through the ends of her hair listlessly.

There was a trace of annoyance in her heart; it was this late, and Ji Xuan still hadn't come to find her.

Had he gone to find Shui Binger?

Just at this moment, Ji Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in the mirror.

Qian Renxue's combing motion paused slightly.

Looking at Ji Xuan in the mirror, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously: "A-Xuan? How do you have time to come over tonight? Aren't you going to accompany Shui Binger?"

Her eyes held cunning and joy, and a trace of sweetness welled up in her heart.

Ji Xuan had been with her last night, and he had come to find her again tonight.

Did this not imply that, in his heart, she was ultimately more important and special?

Ji Xuan shook his head helplessly and smiled, his expression then becoming a bit more serious: "I have something very important to tell you."

Qian Renxue put down the wooden comb, stood up, turned to face him, and asked suspiciously: "What is it? What happened?"

Ji Xuan did not answer immediately, but raised his right hand, lightly brushing across his storage spirit tool, and six Spirit Bones floated in front of him.

"This is?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly, looking at Ji Xuan in confusion.

"Tang Hao's Spirit Bones. Today he took the initiative to seek trouble with me, and Junior Martial Uncle Guangling and I joined forces to kill him."

As the words fell, Qian Renxue's breathing quickened, her gaze fixed intently on those few Spirit Bones.

She had always believed that Tang Hao was the culprit who killed her father, Qian Xunji.

And now, Ji Xuan had killed Tang Hao, avenging her for her father's death.

"A-Xuan..." Qian Renxue's voice was somewhat choked.

She threw herself into Ji Xuan's embrace, tears uncontrollable now, instantly soaking the lapel of Ji Xuan's chest.

Ji Xuan held her tightly, stroking her back, his eyes somewhat complex.

He knew that Qian Xunji had actually died at the hands of Bibi Dong; Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer had only severely injured him.

But looking at the emotionally agitated Qian Renxue in his arms, he hesitated for a moment and swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

The truth was too cruel; it was not the time to tell her yet.

He gathered his thoughts and comforted her softly: "Silly girl, stop crying."

After a long time, Qian Renxue's emotions finally calmed down a little.

She left Ji Xuan's embrace, wiped away her tears, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to kiss him...

...

A long time later.

"You monster, you should just go find Shui Binger, let me rest for a while." Qian Renxue said powerlessly.

When these words left her mouth, she herself felt it was somewhat absurd and ridiculous, yet she also felt a sense of relief inexplicably.

Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to have someone help her share the burden...

Ji Xuan smiled softly and teased: "Now you know to drive me away? You didn't say that just now."

"Shut up!" Qian Renxue pinched him in shame and annoyance, but she didn't have much strength.

Ji Xuan stopped teasing her, held her hand, and said softly: "Alright, I'm not going anywhere; I'll just stay here and accompany you."

Qian Renxue responded softly, closed her eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

As expected, she was still more important...

Perhaps because she was too exhausted, she quickly fell into a deep sleep...