It turned out that in that world, the power they were so proud of… wasn't even worth as much as a dog's!
Dead silence.
As Hu Yan Zhen—the supposedly invincible Sect Master of the Elephant Armored Academy—was casually crushed into minced meat by what looked like a mere watchdog, the entire Douluo Continent seemed to freeze.
It was as if time itself had been paused.
A full minute passed.
"Gulp…"
The sound of someone swallowing saliva finally broke the silence.
And in the next instant—
Panic erupted!
"I don't believe it! That's fake! It must be an illusion!"
At Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang suddenly jumped to his feet, gripping Tang San's shoulders so tightly that his nails dug into the flesh.
His eyes were bloodshot, like a fanatic whose faith had just shattered, as he roared hysterically:
"That definitely wasn't an ordinary dog! It must be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast! No—maybe even a super powerhouse transformed from a Million-Year Spirit Beast!"
"Yes! That must be it! That world is full of deception—it disguised itself as a dog!"
Tang San's face was pale, but he could only force himself to nod.
"Teacher is right… we can't be misled by appearances."
However—
Before their self-consolation could continue, the cold and majestic voice of the heavenly screen resounded once more, mercilessly shattering their illusions.
[The first batch of explorers has been completely wiped out!]
[Survival time too short. Evaluation: Worse than ants!]
[Re-evaluating the biological strength of the Douluo Plane… analysis complete.]
[Evaluation: Extremely weak! Insufficient Spiritual Qi! Inferior lifeforms! Classified as a trash plane!]
The words "trash plane" struck like a brutal slap across the faces of every powerhouse on the Douluo Continent.
Bibi Dong's knuckles turned white as she clenched her scepter.
Qian Daoliu's beard trembled with suppressed fury.
The world they took pride in…
Was considered trash?
The voice continued:
[Due to the extremely weak individual strength of this plane's lifeforms, survival under normal conditions in the Perfect World is impossible.]
[Rules adjusted: Screening mode canceled. Wide-net mode activated!]
[Number of participants increased to: Five!]
[Selection no longer limited to top powerhouses. Fully random selection initiated!]
[Life and death are determined by fate. Fortune and honor lie in the hands of heaven!]
Hearing this, no one felt relieved.
Instead—
Fear deepened.
Because it meant even more people would be sent to their deaths.
[Selection begins!]
Golden light surged across the heavenly screen as names rapidly flashed by.
[Ding! First selected: Heaven Dou City—Prince Xue Beng!]
[Ding! Second selected: Balak Kingdom—Mai Yuqiang (Level 21 Spirit Grandmaster)!]
[Ding! Third selected: Star Dou Great Forest—Man-Faced Demon Spider (2,000 years)!]
[Ding! Fourth selected: Shrek Academy—Flender (Level 78 Agility-Attack Spirit Saint)!]
[Ding! Fifth selected: Star Luo Empire—Zhu Zhuqing (Level 27 Agility-Attack Spirit Grandmaster)!]
The moment the list appeared, the entire continent exploded in chaos!
The lineup was absurdly mixed—
A prince, a low-level Spirit Master, a Spirit Beast, a notoriously greedy academy dean, and… a young girl fleeing from her fate.
"Zhuqing?!"
At Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai shot to his feet, panic flashing across his face.
No matter how poorly he treated her, Zhu Zhuqing was still his fiancée.
If she died, how would he explain it to the Star Luo royal family?
Meanwhile—
Outside Suotuo City.
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been heading toward Shrek Academy with a cold expression, suddenly stopped and looked up.
A flicker of shock passed through her icy, beautiful face.
"I… was chosen?"
She looked at the brutal scenes on the heavenly screen.
Then she thought of Dai Mubai—running from responsibility, drowning himself in indulgence.
Her gaze slowly hardened.
"Then I'll go."
"Rather than being bound by fate in this world and forced to marry that coward… I'd rather gamble everything in that world!"
"Even if I die… I want to die on the path of becoming stronger!"
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[Teleportation begins!]
Buzz!
Five beams of light descended from the heavens.
The scene shifted once more to the Perfect World.
It was still the same Great Desolation—oppressive and suffocating—but this time, the landing point had changed.
At the foot of a towering mountain, where Spiritual Qi was so dense it almost formed mist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The moment they landed—
The slaughter began.
Mai Yuqiang, a mere Level 21 Spirit Grandmaster, didn't even have time to react. He was instantly crushed by the overwhelming gravity, exploding into a cloud of blood mist!
The two-thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider—once a terrifying predator on the Douluo Continent—had its head torn off by a fist-sized ant the moment it appeared, dragged away like prey.
Prince Xue Beng relied on numerous defensive spirit tools, barely managing to endure for a second—
Before they all shattered.
He screamed as he was crushed into the ground, his fate unknown.
Flender, as a Spirit Saint, reacted swiftly.
He activated his Spirit Avatar immediately, an Owl phantom enveloping his body.
He flapped desperately in midair—
Once.
Twice.
Then—
Thud!
He crashed to the ground, twitching, foaming at the mouth, completely immobilized.
Only one remained.
Zhu Zhuqing.
"Hell Civet—Possess!"
The moment she landed, she displayed astonishing combat instincts.
Though only Level 27, her Spirit granted her feline agility.
Instead of resisting the crushing gravity—
She followed it.
Dropping low to the ground, curling her body tightly to reduce the pressure.
Blood seeped from the corners of her lips. Her bones creaked under the strain.
But she endured.
"I can't die… I absolutely can't…"
Her nails dug into the soil as she stared forward, her will unyielding.
Then—
A melodious, ethereal sound drifted from the sky.
The viewers on the Douluo Continent, already drenched in cold sweat, suddenly widened their eyes.
A colossal bronze warship broke through the clouds.
It blotted out the sun.
Its hull was engraved with countless profound runes, each one shining brighter than the sun itself.
On its deck stood a group of white-robed cultivators.
Each of them exuded an aura as vast as the ocean, as deep as the abyss.
Even a young boy sweeping the floor radiated a sharp presence that made Titled Douluo feel their hearts tremble!
"Are those… Immortals?!"
The entire Douluo Continent fell into complete frenzy.
Compared to the beasts and monsters before, this was the first time they had seen an organized human force from that world.
On the warship—
A young girl, seemingly no older than sixteen or seventeen, dressed in green servant attire, leaned lazily against the railing, gazing down at the Great Desolation.
Suddenly, she let out a small sound of surprise.
"Senior Sister, look! There are a few little bugs down there."
"That girl in black… is a bit interesting."
She pointed toward Zhu Zhuqing below, curiosity flickering in her eyes.