Chapter 131: The Jealous Fallen God, Luoluo Appears

Above the vast, boundless sea, massive ocean winds howled, churning the mirror-like turquoise surface into layers of ripples. From high above, an immense island floated in the endless expanse like a solitary, fallen leaf.

On the island, figures wearing various masks bustled about, and a dazzling array of high-tech products were a common sight. Yet, despite the presence of so many people, the island remained eerily silent, as if not a single soul dared to make a sound. Everyone seemed to keep their lips sealed, silently attending to their duties.

At the heart of the island stood a gargantuan hemispherical structure. It resembled an eye staring up at the firmament, a pupil spying upon the gods. At the very apex of this dome sat an altar, arranged in three concentric circles where figures in robes of different colors sat in meditation.

The outermost ring held six figures in white robes and white masks—originally seven, but now one seat stood vacant. The next ring inward contained four figures in purple robes and purple masks. At the very center sat but a single figure, draped in blood-red robes; not only was his mask blood-colored, but his hair was as well.

Before each figure hovered a crystal; even the empty seat had one suspended in the air.

Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed from the vacant seat in the outermost ring. *Crack!* The floating crystal shattered into pieces.

The sound was so sharp and clear that it was impossible to mask; it seemed as though the entire island heard it. The white-robed and purple-robed figures opened their eyes beneath their masks. In an instant, an incredibly powerful surge of dream-spirit energy rippled across the island, causing the very sky above to dim.

On the altar, every gaze fell upon the fragmented crystal.

"The Seventh Priest... has met with disaster."

"The Seventh Priest’s unique ability is the Perfect Avatar. It seems one of his manifestations has been destroyed," a purple-robed figure remarked, his voice indifferent.

"The Seventh Priest bore the divine core power of the [Envy Fallen God]. Though he had only recently merged with it, his base strength had reached the initial level of a Nation-Destroyer. Once the minor divine core is activated, it is enough to rival a mid-level Nation-Destroyer..."

"According to intelligence reports, the Seventh Priest went to Jiangling City in the Great Xia Kingdom because a special Fallen God appeared there. One of the Four Guardians, Vermilion Bird, was the first to investigate, but then Lord Monkey of the Twelve Zodiac Guardians went to assist and died a miserable death."

"Azure Dragon rushed to the scene and also met a tragic end, even losing his minor divine core."

"Following that, Blood Rabbit, another of the Twelve Zodiac Guardians, died, and Savage Bull has gone missing," the purple-robed figure stated coolly.

His words laid out the entire situation in Jiangling City. On the altar, none of the figures showed much emotional fluctuation, as if the deaths of Azure Dragon, Blood Rabbit, and Lord Monkey were of no concern to them.

After a moment of silence, the blood-robed figure in the center, eyes still closed, spoke slowly: "Jiangling City... it’s only a third-tier city in Great Xia, isn't it?"

"The one stationed there is a City-Crossing level Dream-Crossing Master, someone even Azure Dragon might not be able to handle... How could the Seventh lose one of his lives?" His raspy voice seemed to make the very souls of those present stir.

"Leader, after the Azure Dragon incident, the Great Xia Dream-Crossing Association dispatched the national-level Dream-Crossing Masters, the Li Ang couple, to stabilize Jiangling."

"The Li Ang couple? They couldn't possibly have killed one of the Seventh's lives. He must have taken along one of the newly researched Fallen God avatars, surely?"

"With that level of power, it should have been enough to raze Jiangling in a single night. Yet... the Fallen God avatar was annihilated, the Seventh lost a life, and it seems his second life is nearing its end as well."

"It was not the Li Ang couple."

"Based on the projections, it must be the work of a Fallen God. If that is the case, the assessment of the Fallen God in Jiangling City should be elevated to a High-level World-Ending God, or perhaps... a Star-Sky God."

The leader’s raspy voice carried a tone that made his true emotions impossible to discern.

"Leader, we just received a message from the Seventh Priest. In Jiangling City... there is a suspected mobile, invasive-type Forbidden Zone Dream Disaster," the purple-robed figure added.

Upon hearing this, the leader finally opened his eyes, a flicker of interest crossing his face. "A Forbidden Zone Dream Disaster?"

"Yes."

"So, a Forbidden Zone Dream Disaster has appeared in Great Xia as well? That is the first bit of good news the Seventh has sent back." The leader closed his eyes once more.

"Jiangling City... Star-Sky God... Interesting."

"Has the Great Xia Super-Star Team, Heaven's Sword, retreated?"

The purple-robed figure bowed respectfully. "They have retreated. Two of their City-Extinguishing members were intercepted and killed while on a mission; their heads were severed. They said this was a warning to the Divine Core Organization for meddling in Jiangling City."

The eyes of the blood-robed leader turned slightly cold.

"Great Xia remains as arrogant as ever..."

"But the current state of the world no longer permits such hubris. Forbidden Zone Dream Disasters appear frequently, proving that our world is riddled with holes. Strange entities emerge constantly, infiltrating every nation; the world is in chaos, and every country is already struggling to save itself."

"The World Dream-Crossing Association has been corroded and hollowed out by the dream-demon organization, 'New World.' Humans understand humans best; the Dream-Crossing Masters have long since lost their souls and the convictions they swore upon when they first became Dream-Crossing Masters."

"Only the Great Xia Dream-Crossing Association remains uncorrupted by the mire, but how much longer can they hold on?"

"In this world, it is the ordinary people who suffer the most."

"Our responsibility is to ensure that the world no longer feels pain."

His soft voice carried an inescapable, profound sorrow.

On the altar, the white-robed priests and the purple-robed figures all stood up. They raised their hands, struck their chests with clenched fists, and bowed forty-five degrees toward the blood-robed leader.

"To ensure the world no longer feels pain."

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On the highway, dust swirled. The setting sun cast long, blood-red shadows across the ground. Du Fang floated in the air, controlling the currents, his expression calm as he looked down at the White Jade Priest surrounded by the others.

The Li Ang couple had already entered combat mode. The hulking Jingxiang hovered like a small mountain, her bulging muscles radiating an oppressive, mountain-like pressure. Li Ang sat on his wife's shoulder, gray mist swirling in his eyes, staring fixedly at the White Jade Priest, monitoring his every move.

The atmosphere was stifling.

The White Jade Priest, standing beside the deep crater, had been full of confidence, the pupils beneath his mask curving into a self-assured smile. But soon, that smile began to stiffen, until finally, like the first snowflake of an avalanche, it turned chillingly cold.

Suddenly, the White Jade Priest’s slender frame seemed to be struck by a massive blow. He shuddered, clutched his chest, and doubled over as if suffering from a heart attack.

This movement caused Tang Nai and the armed forces of Jiangling City to grow tense. Gun barrels dipped, and the cannons on tanks and helicopters aimed inward, ready to unleash a barrage of fire at any moment.

Du Fang, however, wore a faint smile. He knew exactly what was happening. Although he was not at his own apartment complex, his sister-in-law was his family, and he could sense a faint trace of her joy.

This confirmed one thing... the enemy had likely departed quite peacefully.

Sure enough, the White Jade Priest on the highway let out a shrill, miserable scream. After all, what was in Jiangling City was his true body...

When the true body dies, even if the will and soul transfer to this avatar—making this avatar the new true body—the sensation of being torn apart, the feeling of his soul being ripped asunder, filled the White Jade Priest with agonizing rage.

Sitting on the shoulder of the hulking Jingxiang, Li Ang whispered, "Wife! Now! Strike!"

As the words fell, the aura and blood-energy surging from the hulking Jingxiang erupted. Her body vanished in the air, appearing beside the doubled-over, roaring White Jade Priest as if she had teleported. Her fist, like a massive sandbag, swung out with a thunderous roar! The very air was shattered by the force of her blow.

This was the peak of physical combat from a national-level physical-type Dream-Crossing Master!

However, the White Jade Priest suddenly lifted his head, the pupils beneath his mask radiating pure madness. A white crystal manifested within his body, floated out, and hovered above his head. It unleashed a matchless surge of dream-spirit energy!

A minor divine core! Du Fang had seen this before! But this minor divine core was far more powerful than the one Azure Dragon had possessed!

Behind the White Jade Priest, a gargantuan phantom emerged. A terrifying wave of energy poured forth like a broken dam, spreading outward in ripples.

It was an emotion!

Envy!

Almost everyone was caught in it!

The hulking Jingxiang and Li Ang, being the closest, were the first to be affected. Li Ang fared better; the gray mist in his eyes surged, allowing him to struggle against the soul-corroding emotion. But Jingxiang was in tears, her fist slamming into the ground, shattering it and creating a massive crater!

"You dirty man! Every time you go to the Night Sect Leader’s office, your eyes wander toward Lisa! Do you think I'm not beautiful enough?!"

"Are you disgusted because I'm too bulky after my transformation?!"

She roared, pounding her fists into the ground until it was pitted with craters. The destructive power of a national-level physical-type Dream-Crossing Master was evident!

Gray mist flickered in Li Ang’s eyes, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. That secretary of the Night Sect Leader was a temptress—with a figure like that, what man wouldn't take a glance? He had only looked twice; that was human nature, what was the big deal?!

But Li Ang dared not say it out loud. He feared that if he did, he would become the punching bag.

He desperately released his dream-spirit, the gray mist swirling around him to shroud the hulking Jingxiang. "This is the power of the Envy Fallen God! You're being influenced!"

Jingxiang shook her head, and shielded by the mist, her emotions finally began to settle. Envy was the most primitive of human emotions, and it was hard to suppress.

"Damn it, no wonder the Night Sect Leader always says physical-type Dream-Crossing Masters live at the bottom of the food chain..." Jingxiang muttered.

On the other side, the armed forces of Jiangling City and many soldiers were caught in the influence of the minor divine core of Envy. Their emotions spiraled out of control, and they began to argue with their comrades. In an instant, it became a chaotic mess, and they were unable to organize an effective attack.

Zhao Lingyin, her hands charred black, frowned and looked at the crowd with a strange expression. Her intelligence had been traded for her legs, so she didn't possess much capacity for envy—or rather, there was no one in this world worth her envy.

She activated her half-field of time-stasis and charged at the White Jade Priest!

She appeared before him as if teleporting, her Fire God Spear fully activated. Like a roaring tongue of fire, it stabbed toward the White Jade Priest’s head!

However, having activated the minor divine core, the White Jade Priest’s combat power had soared. A surge of dream-spirit energy erupted, overwhelming like a tidal wave. Zhao Lingyin was sent flying, wailing as she kicked her long legs in the air.

The White Jade Priest didn't even glance at Zhao Lingyin. His savage eyes, hidden beneath his mask, were locked onto Du Fang.

His target was Du Fang!

Du Fang held a massive secret. The Fallen God in the apartment complex who could instantly kill his true body possessed power in the waking world that reached at least the high-level Nation-Destroyer stage! This meant that the Fallen God in the complex was likely a high-level World-Ending God!

Only the seven Great Fallen Gods could reach the Nation-Destroyer level in the waking world. And now, there was another one!

The White Jade Priest intended to seize Du Fang while the girl-Fallen God was not by his side, and immediately flee back to Divine Core Island! If that girl-Fallen God chased him, all the better. Once inside Divine Core Island, not only were there four purple-robed elders, but the leader himself was there to ensure that this girl-Fallen God would never return!

At this moment, having activated the minor divine core and the power of the Envy Fallen God, the Seventh Priest’s confidence had inflated to the extreme. He didn't care about the Li Ang couple at all. His only fear was the strange girl-Fallen God in the apartment complex!

With her gone, who could stop him?

He darted toward Du Fang with unimaginable speed. He was almost there in an instant, appearing before Du Fang—who was still floating by controlling the air—with a hideous grin behind his mask.

The Li Ang couple, having just regained their senses, were horrified. They tried to rush to Du Fang’s aid, but the dream-spirit energy released by the minor divine core made their flight incredibly sluggish.

"Mid-level Nation-Destroyer!" Li Ang managed to gasp out.

Du Fang, facing the White Jade Priest head-on, frowned slightly. He looked at him calmly, without the expected fear.

Because, right in front of the White Jade Priest and Du Fang, a little girl in a princess dress had suddenly appeared, a pink pig doll tucked under her arm.

She tilted her head, looking at the White Jade Priest—and that large divine core—with innocent, romantic eyes...

As if she were looking at a ripe apple.