He looked at Tang San and said respectfully, "Little San, my suggestion is to try diplomacy first, then resort to force."

"Oh? What insightful opinion does the teacher have?" Tang San asked with great interest.

"Our return is meant to be awe-inspiring, to make the entire continent tremble under our divine might, and to instill despair in them from the depths of their hearts!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice carried a hint of fervor.

"Therefore, we must give them time to gather all the forces they can muster and to place all their hopes on this battle."

"Then, we will crush all their hopes with overwhelming force!"

"I will make Ning Liu, and all those who betrayed us, face their doom in the deepest despair!"

Yu Xiaogang's plan was ruthless.

He doesn't want a simple victory, he wants to destroy their spirit!

"Haha, good! The teacher is right!"

Tang San laughed loudly, very satisfied with the plan.

"Let's do it this way!"

He stretched out his hand, and a drop of blood containing his primordial divine power flew from his fingertip, transforming in the air into a blood-red scroll radiating overwhelming demonic power.

“Send them a ‘gift’.”

Tang San's voice, like the whisper of a devil, echoed above the ruins of Tianhai City.

"Tell Ning Liu, tell everyone in this world."

"I, Tang San, have returned!"

"Three days from now, in the ruins of Barak Fortress, I'll be waiting for them... to come and die!"

...

Liuli Tianhou Mountain.

The challenge letter, formed from Tang San's divine blood, pierced through space and appeared directly above Soto City. The evil divine power it emitted plunged the entire city into panic.

Ning Liu looked at the extremely arrogant challenge and listened to the boastful declaration. The gloom on his face suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there was a strange expression, as if he wanted to laugh but was holding it in.

He turned his head and looked at the dozens or even hundreds of people behind him who were just one step away from becoming gods.

"Everyone, did you hear that?"

"They've issued a challenge."

"Three days later, at Barak Fortress, they're inviting us to our deaths."

silence.

A deathly silence.

A few seconds later.

"puff……"

I don't know who it was, but the first person couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately afterwards.

Hahahaha!

"That's hilarious! He's inviting us to our deaths?"

"This kid...did he mess up his brain while cultivating in that new continent?"

"What does he think we've been doing these past few months? Farming?"

Yang Wudi laughed so hard he clutched his stomach, tears streaming down his face.

Dugu Bo laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at the challenge letter in the sky, breathless with rage.

"This...this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life! And you dare to challenge us?"

The entire back mountain was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Everyone stared at the declaration of war in the sky, which exuded an aura of dominance, as if they were looking at a fool.

The comedic effect created by this information gap is just too strong!

Tang San thought he was a max-level master, returning home in glory, ready to crush the weaker opponents.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing."

Ning Liu suppressed a laugh and waved his hand.

"They've sent such a sincere invitation, we can't let them down, right?"

The smile on his face gradually turned cold and sharp.

"He gave us three days, which is really too kind of him."

"These three days are just right; they'll be enough for us to complete the final step."

Ning Liu's gaze swept over everyone present, and his voice became extremely solemn and dignified.

"Everyone!"

"Are you ready for... your ninth test?"

"Let us ascend together!"

"Then, go and give Tang San, who has 'returned home in glory,' a big 'surprise'!"

As soon as Ning Liu finished speaking, he was the first to leap into the air.

"The Ninth Trial of the Asura God—"

"Activate!"

boom!!!

A crimson divine light that pierced through heaven and earth erupted from his body, shooting straight into the sky and staining half the sky red!