On the Star Dou Great Forest side, everyone watching the three-dimensional projection.
They looked toward Ning Rongrong with rather subtle expressions.
"Rongrong, your clones sure have a lot of drama!" Ning Fengzhi commented.
He himself had a soul skill that created clones, but how come his weren't anywhere near as entertaining as Ning Rongrong's?
"Um..." Ning Rongrong's scalp went numb. "Those are them, not me. Each clone has its own personality—this has nothing, nothing to do with me."
Ning Rongrong quickly distanced herself.
Good grief, they really dared to say anything!
"Discipline," "direction idiot"?
Weren't those phrases Tokisaki Kurumi always had on the tip of her tongue?
What did they have to do with Ning Rongrong's personality—even a single cent's worth?
Don't believe rumors, don't spread rumors.
A faint blush crept up her ears. Ning Rongrong hurriedly channeled zhenqi to them to cool them down.
No wonder she deliberately left behind a memory projection—she wanted this main body to die of embarrassment!
But in the current situation, she couldn't just shut it off, could she?
Wouldn't that only make it look more like she was trying to cover something up?
Bracing herself, Ning Rongrong continued watching the projection scenes.
After a series of experiences, the three finally arrived at the Sun Moon Continent.
However, the Sun Moon Continent seemed off.
The sky was permeated with red blood qi. Wherever their gaze reached, both sky and earth appeared dyed in blood-red auroras.
A massive sword-shaped phantom hovered in midair, faintly visible and illusory, like a mirage.
"The Asura God Sword."
Ning Rongrong recognized the sword's style at once.
...
Not long after, the three entered the Sun Moon Continent.
"What the main body was worried about has happened." The shoulder-length-haired Ning Rongrong sighed.
"No wonder we couldn't open a spatial teleportation gate. With this twisted spatial ripple, it's a miracle if we could open one at all."
"So, what is this?" All three stopped, concealing their figures. The twin-tailed Ning Rongrong looked around in confusion.
"The Abyss plane's Blood River God-Slaying Great Array—but it might be somewhat different."
The shoulder-length-haired Ning Rongrong furrowed her brows, her expression grave. "Just extend your perception and you'll know. In the range I can sense, there are no living people left. I'm afraid..."
"You mean..." The single-ponytail Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted.
"Yes."
After receiving the confirmation, both fell silent.
"Is it Tang San? How could he know the Blood River God-Slaying Great Array—and an improved version at that? What's his purpose?"
The twin-tailed Ning Rongrong asked in puzzlement.
"Tang San is dead—that's confirmed. The Sea God god position was even taken by the main body. But don't forget, he was originally a dual god position holder."
"A former God King—it's not strange for him to possess any kind of method."
"Besides, who knows if he was carrying out a ten-thousand-year plan back then. Do you really believe he didn't understand the Blood River God-Slaying Great Array of the Abyss and Crimson planes?"
After the long-haired Ning Rongrong finished speaking, the other two fell silent.
"That makes sense!" The single-ponytail Ning Rongrong didn't speak, while the other said helplessly,
"A guy who planned for ten thousand years—even if an accident sent him back to the past, he should still know the other side of the original plan like the back of his hand."
"Moreover, the Crimson Mother was only at half-step God King realm—pitifully weak!"
"Yes, yes, half-step God King is weak."
The other two no longer wanted to deal with the twin-tailed Ning Rongrong. This one treated everyone like a combat-power-five scrub.
"What do we do next?" the single-ponytail Ning Rongrong asked.
"Hide your presence, confirm whether everyone on this continent is truly dead. Meet back here in one hour, then we'll decide what to do next."
The three nodded in agreement and split up to act.
Along the way, there was no sign of life. The most common sight was desiccated corpses with their blood qi and souls drained away.
The projection scenes were displayed without any concealment to Ning Rongrong's main body.
Watching the three-dimensional projection, Qian Renxue's face showed anger. She no longer cared about some of the secrets involving Ning Rongrong or matters of the Crimson plane that the three clones had mentioned.
Qian Renxue clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth as she squeezed out a few words.
"Tang San, how dare you do this!"
From the three's words, that place called the Sun Moon Continent probably wasn't inferior in size to the Douluo Continent.
Tang San had sacrificed the entire continent's population.
Asura God Tang San—you really are an Asura!
Even Qian Renxue, who excelled at schemes and plots, could not remain calm in the face of Tang San's actions.
"Rongrong, Tang San's goal should be revival, right? Using the entire continent's living beings to revive himself?"
From the scenes observed along the way, it probably wasn't just humans.
Even soul beasts had...
To Ning Fengzhi's question, Ning Rongrong pondered for a moment before saying, "His ambition isn't that small."
"Tang San had already become a god before. Although he was killed, the medium of godhood still remained."
"My three clones also mentioned that he was originally the holder of dual god positions. This is a Tang San from a parallel future timeline who crossed over to the present and fused with the memories."
"What was lost was only this timeline's Tang San's god position—not the former..."
Ning Rongrong briefly explained to Ning Fengzhi the intelligence that Tang San was suspected to be a person from the future, then continued,
"Tang San reaching the divine level and stripping his consciousness to enter the Asura God Sword was probably to conceal it from me."
"As for the purpose..."
Ning Rongrong paused briefly here, glancing at the still-playing scenes.
"Using the special nature of the Asura God position and its compatibility with the Sea God god position to reshape his own power and ascend to an even higher divine level."
"If successful, what level of strength could he reach?" Qian Renxue asked curiously. Not just Qian Renxue—everyone else's gazes converged on Ning Rongrong.
"First-level god. As for whether he could reach peak first-level god, I'm not sure." Ning Rongrong did not continue.
After all, Tang San had failed—taken out forcibly by the equally old-silver-coin Asura God.
Everyone continued watching the playing projection.
Scene after scene filled those present with indignation—even the ferocious beasts felt the same. It was too tragic.
The Sun Moon Continent, by Douluo Continent standards, was like wiping out the Star Dou Great Forest along with the entire human world—all living beings erased. Even the ferocious beasts found it cruel.
In the scenes, the three—who had found no living beings—gathered together again.
"Confirmed—no living people left."
"Next, we need to consider how to deal with the array." The long-haired, shoulder-length Ning Rongrong said. "We possess most of the main body's memories, but we're far behind in power, techniques, and so on."
"Moreover, Tang San might have been scheming against the main body from the very beginning. Who knows what kind of contingency he left behind when reviving."
"With just our strength, I'm afraid..."
"Brute force creates miracles—we should just charge in." The twin-tailed Ning Rongrong clenched her fist and suggested,
"If we can't even stop a mere Tang San revival, how could I dare have thoughts of pinning the main body down below?"
The other two Rong: "..."
The way she said that—aren't you afraid the main body will tie you up and whip you!
Still in the Star Dou Great Forest, Ning Rongrong covered her face with her hand: "This clone absolutely isn't my personality. This is freaking Kurumi's personality—not me, not me!"
If this pit-digger keeps digging pits, how is the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect supposed to show her face outside anymore!
She had always been dignified and imposing—how could she have such an unreliable clone?
Always thinking about how to "rebel" or something.
Ning Rongrong could already feel the subtle, if faint, gazes.
The others might not know, but two of those gazes were from Qian Renxue and Ning Fengzhi—these two old drivers definitely knew a lot.
Ning Rongrong, ah!
Although she had a tiny bit of outrageousness, it was nowhere near as outrageous as her clones, okay?
"Ahem, continue watching the projection." Ning Rongrong gathered her composure, putting on a righteous face. "That clone is just a bit muddle-headed. When setting clone personalities in the future, I'll pay more attention. Ahem, that's it."
After the slight interlude, everyone's gazes returned to the projection once more...
While the three were discussing plans, they were startled by an earth-shaking roar.
They involuntarily turned their gazes toward the sky, toward the position where the Asura God Sword was suspended.
"Jie jie jie jie~"
Tang San's phantom appeared in the sky above the Sun Moon Continent. It seemed to have been condensed from energy overflowing from the Asura God Sword.
"Ning Rongrong, you didn't expect this, did you!"
"All of this was my plan to deceive the heavens and cross the sea—even sacrificing Bo Saixi was worth it." Tang San laughed wildly.
"A mere level 99 Title Douluo daring to meddle in my grand plan—dying was what she deserved."
"I was originally a dual god position holder—how could I fall so easily?"
"Once I fully recover, I will take back everything I lost. That time won't be long."
"Ning Rongrong, I will make you die in rhythm."
"No, no, no—I'll cripple you and sell you to an auction house, let you..."
"Chi—"
A scarlet long sword pierced through the still half-illusory, half-real Tang San's chest.
"Pfft!"
Scarlet blood sprayed from his mouth.
"You... you..."
Tang San lowered his head with difficulty, his expression changing drastically.
"Thank you very much, dual god position holder, future God King Tang San. You've let me know quite a lot. It seems my descent this time to deal with the Silver Dragon King has been very fruitful!"
"Asura God Sword—this voice, you... you're the Asura God!"
"Hehe, correct." A blood-red phantom appeared behind Tang San. An emotionless voice drifted through the air.
"Person from the future, your journey ends here. The power condensed for the god position—this god accepts it."
"Chi—"
Blood rained down. Tang San's body was split in two from the chest.
The entire Sun Moon Continent began to rain scarlet.
A vast aura surged into the phantom holding the Asura God Sword. The Asura God's body shifted from illusory to solid.
The blood qi and souls permeating the Blood River God-Slaying Great Array poured into the Asura God's body like raging seawater.
Third-level god, second-level god... first-level god.
Finally, peak first-level god.
"Not bad. Next is dealing with the Silver Dragon King." Long, flowing red hair scattered endless blood qi. The Asura God's indifferent gaze focused. Space tore open, and he flew straight inside.
Just before the space closed, a wisp of blue light also slipped into the shattered space.
Then, the space slowly sealed shut.
(End of chapter)