Ning Fengzhi: This world should just be destroyed.

Chapter 43 Ning Fengzhi: This world should just be destroyed.

[TOP3: Silver Dragon King.]

When the Silver Dragon King was exposed by the Heavenly Curtain, the entire human camp of Douluo Star had mixed feelings.

Initially, they hoped that the Silver Dragon King could be ranked 4th after Emperor Tian in the TOP5 list—in this way, the top three of the strong list would be more likely to be human gods.

At least in terms of "overt strength," the human camp can still maintain a psychological advantage.

Although Di Tian is strong, he is only a top individual in the world of soul beasts.

If human gods can only occupy the top three spots, it means that the ceiling of human potential still surpasses that of soul beasts.

Even if the Silver Dragon King makes the list, he can only be ranked below.

However, the exposure of the sky was like a bucket of cold water, shattering everyone's hopes.

[TOP3: Silver Dragon King.]

These few words, though short, felt like an insurmountable mountain, crashing down on the hearts of humanity.

"The Deep Sea Demon Whale King, a third-level god; the Beast God Emperor Tian, ​​a second-level god; and now a half-step God King, or even more likely a God King-level Silver Dragon King, has appeared. Do we humans still have any hope?"

These words were like a thorn, piercing the council halls of the Heavenly Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and even the major sects.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze remained fixed on the sky, as if he could glean a glimmer of hope from those cold words with just one more glance.

But the sky remained silent, like a high and mighty judge, giving no one a chance to explain.

The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is preparing for war, but facing three god-level powerhouses from the Soul Beast Clan, do the human camp really have a chance of winning?

"Ugh!"

Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh, breaking the heavy silence.

He continued speaking—

"Now we can only hope that the God of Divine Retribution, who is ranked ahead of us, and that female child goddess will stand on our side."

"Otherwise, even with the protection of this little girl, the consciousness of the Douluo Star plane, we humans would still face the crisis of extinction."

With Ning Fengzhi's wisdom and vision, he could naturally deduce that the first and second place were the God of Heavenly Mandate and the Goddess of the Maiden.

He's out of options now and has started to give up.

In the face of gods, the so-called titled Douluo and Soul Master legions are utterly useless.

They originally thought that after the Clear Sky Sect was forced into seclusion by the Spirit Hall, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would become the leader of the three upper sects.

Ning Fengzhi once believed that as long as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could maintain a close alliance with the Heaven Dou Empire, it could stabilize the situation in the chaotic world and even occupy a place in the future landscape.

But the appearance of the sky was like a giant hammer shattering all his confidence.

So-called schemes and alliances appear so weak and powerless in the face of the absolute strength ranked by the top experts.

He's tired; he thinks the world should just end.

Seeing the overall art style, Ning Fengzhi entered a black and white world.

Gu Rong patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.

"Fengzhi, there's no need to despair."

"Even if the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up, right?"

Chen Xin glanced sideways at the ancient banyan tree and said softly.

"Old man, do you think there's any possibility?"

"We're the tall guy you were talking about—"

In the absence of gods, aren't these titled Douluo just the "tall ones" in the human camp?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a well-known and powerful force in the entire Douluo Continent.

Could a major sect like theirs hide behind those minor sects and forces, going through the motions without contributing anything?

Aren't you afraid of being criticized and condemned by the whole world?

"Forehead----"

Gu Rong's face stiffened at those words, and the hand that was patting Ning Fengzhi's shoulder stopped.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that Chen Xin's words were like a sharp sword, directly piercing through the self-comforting words in his previous statement, "The tall ones can bear it."

The atmosphere in the main hall instantly became even more somber.

Besides Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong has now become another person who has been driven to depression by these pranks.

Ning Fengzhi leaned back in his chair, making the black and white painting style even more striking.

He had considered hiding, but he knew all too well that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School couldn't afford to hide, nor could it.

The reputation of the three upper sects, the alliance with the Heaven Dou Empire, and the prestige accumulated by the sects over hundreds of years—these things are usually a halo, but when it comes to the life and death of the human race, they become shackles that strangle them.

The more famous you are, the less you can afford to retire.

The stronger you are, the more you should stand at the forefront.

Because everyone is watching you.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, I want to go to Heaven Dou City to see Rongrong—"

Ning Fengzhi was worried that this was one of the few remaining days he had.

Once the Soul Beast race starts a war, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as one of the three upper sects and the most relied-upon sect power of the Heaven Dou Empire, will inevitably bear the brunt.

At that time, as the sect leader, he would have to be on the front line to oversee the overall situation. Rongrong would be far away in Tiandou City, and the chances of the father and daughter meeting again would become extremely slim.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Xin spoke.

"Feng Zhi, let's all go to Tian Dou City."

"The heavens have already placed the gods on the table. It's not very meaningful for the sect to keep a titled Douluo. On the contrary, it will make your chances of seeing your father and daughter become increasingly slim."

"The sect will be temporarily guarded by the inner sect elders and the mountain-protecting formation. We should go and return as soon as possible."

Gu Rong was taken aback, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, let's do it this way."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes welled up with tears, and he said in a low voice.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, thank you for your hard work over the years."

The three of them said no more, and after explaining the affairs of their sect, they immediately set off for Tiandou City.

Inside the main hall of the Haotian Sect.

The temple doors were tightly shut, and the air was thick with the scent of sandalwood, yet it couldn't suppress the heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

Tang Xiao stood in the hall, his hands behind his back, his gaze occasionally sweeping across the sky, as if waiting for an echo that would never have an answer.

He was waiting for news from his grandfather, Tang Chen.

But even after waiting for so long, everyone in the Haotian Sect still didn't get the result they wanted.

As for the answer they never received, perhaps everyone present already knew it in their hearts, and it was the last thing they wanted.

The once invincible "Earth King" who once dominated the continent may no longer be alive, or may be trapped in a place where even the sky cannot reach.

Tang Xiao withdrew his gaze and spoke.

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"Elders, you all understand the principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'."

"The crisis brought about by the Soul Beast race this time will be a catastrophe for the extinction of humanity!"

These days, Tang Xiao has not received any news from his once "invincible" grandfather, Tang Chen.

It also does not take any clear stance on "gods of divine retribution", "girl deities", or "little girls".

Instead, it was a letter from the Spirit Hall, sent to the alliance.

A letter uniting all human factions against the Soul Beast race.

"I agree to the alliance with the Spirit Hall."

"Elders, you may now speak if you have anything to say."

After Tang Xiao said this, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

The smoke of sandalwood drifted slowly among the crowd, but it couldn't suppress the surging emotions.

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