As Di Tian on the celestial screen watched his future destiny unfold, scenes flashed by.
In those scenes, besides Di Tian’s own tragedy, there were also various visions of the future.
A metropolis filled with skyscrapers, all sorts of powerful individuals, and…
the soul tools of the future!
Xuan Ziwen’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Those things that flashed across the sky were completely beyond his understanding of soul tools.
Especially the things that appeared in the final stage, the huge metal warships floating in space, exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
“A miracle…it really is a miracle…”
Xuan Ziwen muttered to himself, his voice trembling.
He suddenly stood up from his chair.
“Is this really something a soul tool can do?”
Xuan Ziwen walked quickly to the window, looked up at the sky that had switched to other images, his eyes filled with disbelief.
“No, this must be a soul tool!
It must be!!”
He was talking to himself, incoherently, and overwhelmed with excitement.
Just then, a crisp sound came from outside the door.
“Teacher, I’ve found the blueprints we need to study.”
The door was pushed open, and a girl with slightly curly hair, wearing the uniform of the Sun Moon Royal Academy, walked in.
She was holding a thick stack of blueprints, and a pair of glasses perched on her nose.
Behind the lenses, her eyes revealed a mixture of liveliness and composure.
It is an orange.
Xuan Ziwen snapped out of her daze, reached out and straightened her clothes that she had messed up, trying to make herself look less disheveled.
“Okay, thank you for your help, Orange.”
Although his voice had regained its composure, he couldn’t suppress the fervor in his eyes.
“I will immediately begin my research.”
Xuan Ziwen took a deep breath, his tone becoming firm.
“I just saw the future of soul tools!”
“Um.”
Orange responded softly, placed the blueprints on the table, and involuntarily glanced at the sky.
She is also a Soul Master, but unlike Xuan Ziwen and Jing Hongchen, she doesn’t have an almost fanatical obsession with Soul Tools.
Even so, those fleeting images of future soul tools on the sky still stirred her heart.
Soul tools of that scale.
If those things could actually be manufactured, the entire landscape of Douluo Continent would be completely rewritten.
Orange can understand how Xuan Ziwen feels right now.
No, she even felt that Xuan Ziwen’s excitement at this moment was much stronger than she had imagined.
The entire Sun Moon Empire…
and even the entire Soul Master community of the continent, should be in an uproar.
Those guys who are obsessed with soul tools.
At this moment, he probably feels the same way as Teacher Xuan, wishing he could rush to the workbench and turn those soul tools on the sky into reality.
…
Shrek City, on the city gate.
Taotie Douluo Xuanzi and Shrek City Lord Shi Xing stood side by side, their sharp gazes sweeping across the city.
On the city wall, members of the guards and the inspection team came and went, with people constantly running around to report the search situation to the two men.
“No target found in Dongcheng District 1!”
“No target found in the four districts of Xicheng!”
Messages were relayed back from every corner of the city by subordinates.
But all of them came to nothing.
That Super Douluo named Wuwei seemed to have vanished into thin air; no matter how hard they searched, they couldn’t find a trace of him.
Xuanzi’s brows furrowed more and more tightly.
Shi Xing was calmer than him.
He turned his gaze away from the city and looked up at the ever-changing scenes in the sky.
“Time travel…”
He murmured to himself, his voice filled with emotion and longing.
His martial spirit is the Time-Space Silver Disc, and his title is “Time.” He was once known as the “Time Magician.”
Even with such a martial spirit and title, he still couldn’t manipulate time at will.
They can only rely on soul skills to unleash some moves that are somewhat related to time.
Travel through time and space, go back to the past, and travel to the future.
This ability was something he could only dream of but never attain.
Xuanzi, however, paid no attention to the matter of time travel.
His attention was focused more on the fleeting images of future soul tools on the sky.
After releasing the message from the side of the sky that Mu En would die and that he would become the new master of the Sea God Pavilion.
This usually carefree, gluttonous, and alcoholic Taotie Douluo is no longer the same as before.
He started to think more.
The images of future soul tools filled him with an unprecedented sense of crisis.
If those soul tools on the sky really do appear in the future, and Shrek Academy remains closed-minded and rejects them…
Xuanzi fell silent.
Although he still looked down on soul tools to some extent.
But the images on the sky forced him to re-evaluate the value of soul tools.
“In the future, please give more support to the Soul Guidance Department at the Sea God Pavilion meetings.”
“Also, who is the person in the sky who saved Shrek during the beast tide and will become a god in the future?”
Xuanzi pondered to himself.
The images projected into the sky did not mention Huo Yuhao’s name, and this was because the martial spirit he used and his appearance were too different.
As a result, no one recognized him.
Others might not recognize him, but Huo Yuhao with the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was different.
At this moment, having recognized that the person who had become a god in the sky was Huo Yuhao, he was excitedly shouting and yelling in Huo Yuhao’s sea of consciousness.
I told you I had good taste back then!”
“Little Yuhao, isn’t your brother Tianmeng amazing!”
“I didn’t disgrace the soul beasts!”
“I, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, have nurtured a god!”
…
“Ah!
Brother Tianmeng!
Stop shouting!
I’m not a god yet!
Keep shouting!”
“My brain is about to explode!”
Hiding alone in a corner, Huo Yuhao clutched his head in pain, anxiously calling for a halt in his mind.
Upon hearing this, Tianmeng immediately realized what was going on.
“Sorry, Yuhao, I got a little too excited just now.”
Huo Yuhao shook his head, wiping away the sweat that had seeped from his headache, and said:
“It’s alright, Brother Tianmeng!”
“I’m happy to see future success!
But the present is not the future, so we can’t let our guard down!”
Upon hearing this, Tianmeng, who was in the Sea of Spirit, nodded seriously.
After pausing for a moment, Huo Yuhao looked up at the sky with burning eyes.
If I have such great power in the future, does that mean…
I’ll be able to make that man apologize to my mother?!
…
Just then, new content appeared on the sky.
The scene returns to the moment when Wuwei absorbs the power of the dragon vein.
Clearly, the long experience that Di Tian just had to glimpse his future destiny did not seem like much time to the outside world.
Wuwei controlled the Box of Bliss, which remained suspended in mid-air, devouring the soul power of the dragon vein.
“Um?”
Wuwei let out a soft “hmm,” his brows furrowing slightly.
He could clearly sense that the Box of Bliss was rapidly absorbing the dragon vein’s soul power.
The soul power within the Box of Bliss had been steadily increasing.
But at this moment, it seems to have reached a bottleneck, and the absorption speed is getting slower and slower.
Sure enough, when he looked down at the dragon vein…
The four streams of soul power that extended from the purple pillars of light and flowed into the Box of Bliss were thinning and fading at a visible speed, and disappeared completely within a few breaths.
“What happened?”
Wuwei hovered in mid-air, frowning in confusion.