When it came to the Sun Moon Continent, Li Si didn't know quite what to say.
On the Douluo Continent, offensive and defensive soul tools, along with the knowledge and the soul engineers who created them, seemed to have vanished overnight.
If there wasn't something fishy about this, Li Si wouldn't believe it even if beaten to death.
Take the Sea God's Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud as an example. It was essentially a god-tier soul tool and also served as a core component of a divine artifact.
Poseidon's ascension to godhood, in Douluo Continent terms, happened more than twenty thousand years ago. At that time, the creation of god-tier soul tools was clearly possible—the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud was living proof.
As for the Sun Moon Continent, Li Si wasn't sure if they had been affected by this strange phenomenon. Probably not, given that the knowledge of soul tools had never been lost on their side.
Wait a second… Could it be…?
The Douluo Star had two continents, separated by vast oceans. For a normal spirit master, even one at rank ninety-nine, crossing the ocean was nearly impossible without a compelling reason.
One continent developed spirit masters, while the other advanced soul tools—each pursuing its own path, undisturbed by the other. And one day, they would inevitably clash.
This felt eerily like someone cultivating a contest, watching to see which path would prove superior.
The more Li Si thought about it, the more suspicious the disappearance of soul engineers on Douluo Continent seemed!
And honestly, pulling it off wouldn't have been too difficult for someone with the power of a first-level god—or, even more so, a god-king.
"Could it have been Poseidon? No, he had no reason to do this. Such a conflict would bring no benefit to the Sea God."
"The former Angel God? They ascended by purging the faith of darkness, so they shouldn't have done it either."
"The God of Slaughter? The Rakshasa God? Those two thrive on killing, but to orchestrate such a vast scheme… no, it's unlikely."
"Wait—slaughter?"
"War, slaughter… When two ideologies conflict, a battle of beliefs is inevitable!"
"Such a battle would be earth-shattering. Without intervention, it wouldn't end until one side was completely annihilated."
"But this kind of large-scale war couldn't have been orchestrated by the War God. He's just a second-level god—not qualified!"
The War God: "…"
"Could it have been the Asura God?"
The thought made Li Si shudder.
If it truly was the Asura God, then his method of seeking a successor was beyond terrifying.
In such a war, if no one mediated the conflict, the pressure and conviction involved would inevitably force someone to break through rank one hundred. And that person would be the perfect candidate to inherit the Asura God's divine throne.
This meant that even if Tang San didn't exist, someone capable of inheriting the Asura God's position would still emerge.
"Was the Asura God in such a hurry to leave because he knew the Dragon God would eventually return?"
Li Si scratched his head, his thoughts spinning.
The Asura God: "…"
Noticing Li Si's shifting expressions and the intense fluctuations in his spirit, Gu Yuena couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Her voice brought Li Si back to reality. He wasn't typically one for conspiracy theories, but based on the original story and his observations, he couldn't help but speculate on what had caused the strange state of affairs on the Douluo Continent.
"Nothing, I was just considering some possibilities," Li Si replied vaguely.
He chose not to voice his suspicions. If it really had been the Asura God's doing, there was nothing he or Gu Yuena could do about it at the moment.
Seeing that Li Si didn't want to elaborate, Gu Yuena didn't press him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder in silent comfort.
"Once this is over, let's head to the Sun Moon Continent," Li Si said softly, gently stroking her delicate hands.
Gu Yuena nodded without speaking, her eyes filled with emotion. Her man had already considered her situation before she even brought it up. How could she not be moved?
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu sat to Li Si's right, utterly bewildered. She hadn't heard a word of their whispered conversation or witnessed their "silent communication," but she was certain they had discussed a lot.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Wu ground her teeth, silently seething.
"Hmph, just you wait. I'll give you a few more sons to deal with, and we'll see how you handle it!"
There are many ways to get revenge, and Xiao Wu chose the most "fan-favorite" method!
Even seated in the spectators' section, Li Si, Gu Yuena, and Xiao Wu shone like the brightest fireflies in the night.
Their presence didn't just draw the attention of nearby spectators—it also caught the eyes of the competitors.
"Zhuqing, look! Isn't that Li Si and Xiao Wu? Oh, and Gu Yuena!"
Ning Rongrong said excitedly to Zhu Zhuqing beside her.
She hadn't expected Li Si to show up at the finals as a spectator. The only regret was that he wasn't a competitor—or her teammate.
"Mm."
A faint smile graced Zhu Zhuqing's lips as her gaze fixed firmly on Li Si.
Among the countless spectators, her eyes saw only him.
Seeing him holding Gu Yuena and their affectionate interaction, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness. Still, her gaze remained unwavering, filled with determination.
"Who would've thought Li Si would come to the finals?"
When they had last met Yu Tianxin, they'd asked about him. But after sending Li Si to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianxin had returned to Heaven Dou City and knew nothing of what had happened since.
This had left Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing troubled for a long time. They hadn't expected to see him again so soon.
Li Si's sudden appearance was a delightful surprise. If the timing weren't so inappropriate, they'd have already rushed over to him.
Yu Tianxin, too, noticed Li Si and couldn't help but wonder why he was here.
"Fourth Master?"
"Captain, that ridiculously handsome guy over there—is that your Fourth Master?"
Smack!
"What guy? The Fourth Master isn't someone you can call that!"
Realizing his mistake, the Thunderclap Academy team member quickly corrected himself. "Ah, yes, my mistake!"
Thunderclap Academy was established by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Its elders and leaders were indeed their elders.
"Don't be fooled by his youthful appearance—my grandfather couldn't beat him," Yu Tianxin said seriously.
Why did they respect Li Si so much?
Because respect wasn't given—it was earned. Without strength and recognition, such reverence was impossible.
"What?"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Yu Tianxin's grandfather was Yu Luomian, the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—a peak Soul Douluo!
Yet even he couldn't stand against this youthful figure—a mere teenager?
(Chapter Ends)