In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

Seeing the two men approaching menacingly, and the dozen or so men and women behind them dressed in strange attire, Chen Yu raised an eyebrow and said, feigning composure, "Master of the Red Dust Hall, and, um... madam, are you lost? Or... do you wish to join our Sea God Pavilion and ask me to introduce you?"

The Demon Emperor chuckled, "Two choices. First, you return to Shrek City and convene representatives from all major powers to discuss the division of power between the Northern and Southern Dipper Spirits. Second, we will not forcibly block your path, Master Chen. You are free to interfere in the internal struggles of the Spirit Empire, while our Ningyun Sect and the Sun Moon Empire's high-ranking Title Douluos will mobilize their entire forces to attack Shrek City regardless of the consequences!"

"you……"

Chen Yu's face immediately turned a deep red, like a liver color. A threat! A blatant threat! Zhu Ningyu was using this method to force them to compromise.

"Do you... really dare to do that?"

Chen Yu was still unwilling to give up, his tiger eyes fixed on the Demon Emperor's pretty face, as if trying to find a flaw in her micro-expressions.

puff...

The Demon Emperor couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I say... Master Chen, the doctrine of our Ningyun Sect is precisely to ensure that the weak are not afraid, the strong are not arrogant, the powerful are not haughty, and the kind are rewarded."

After saying that, the Demon Emperor waved his hand and walked away with Jing Hongchen and a group of strangely dressed men and women.

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"No need for such trouble," Chen Yu said expressionlessly. "I will report the situation to the God Realm and ask my teacher to make a decision." After saying that, Chen Yu emptied his mind and, through the divine mark between his eyebrows, used the most concise language to report the information from the lower realm to Tang San.

Tang San slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, leaned against the wall, and described to Xiao Wu the difficulties that Chen Yu and the others had encountered.

He has a ton of mess to deal with in the divine realm, and the mortal realm won't let him have a moment's peace. This is unbearable!

There are twelve hours in a day. Tang San has to work continuously for ten hours to barely finish his own work while filling in for the Shrek Five Monsters. Although this kind of work intensity is nothing for a God King, he can't stand the sense of loss in his heart. What kind of life did he live before? What kind of life is he living now? He wasn't this tired when he was still an outer disciple of the Tang Sect.

"Actually... it's nothing too big of a deal. There's just another problem in the lower realm. Zhu Ningyu wants to split the Douling Empire in two, into the Southern Douling and the Northern Douling. If the Sea God Pavilion doesn't agree, they'll mobilize the entire nation's resources to attack Shrek City ahead of schedule."

After muttering something, Chen Yu returned to Shrek City less than five minutes after setting off.

After receiving the intelligence from Chen Yu, Tang San rushed back to the Sea God Temple. The moment he stepped through the gate, Tang San could no longer control his emotions and started punching and kicking the sandbag next to him.

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods.

With a large number of second- and third-level gods going on strike, in order for the divine realm to function normally, the once high-ranking god-kings and chief gods (first-level gods) had to take on multiple roles to plug these loopholes.

He dared not gamble, and neither did the entire Sea God Pavilion. If the flames of war reached Shrek City, building any number of defenses in Spirit Fighting City would be meaningless.

Tang San had just finished his patrol mission and was preparing to return to the Sea God Temple to do some happy things with Xiao Wu when Chen Yu's message arrived as expected, instantly ruining his good mood.

"Of course, what choice you make is your business. What we, the Ningyun Sect, do is our own business. You can bet that we wouldn't dare to mobilize the entire nation to attack Shrek City!"

Chen Yu was confident in his own speed; he could reach Lingdou City in half an hour at most, or at worst, a few hours.

"The North and South Dipper Spirits? Zhu Ningyu seems to be playing a long game. Hmm... never mind, let's go back and discuss it first, and come up with a plan. It won't take much time."

"You have never cared about the lives of ordinary people, yet you dream of controlling the entire Douluo Continent with just one city. Now you want to use your power to oppress people and make things difficult for those high-ranking members of the royal family who are actually doing things. Hmph, we, the Ningyun Sect, have to lend a hand."

Watching the Demon Emperor and his entourage gradually disappear into the distance, Chen Yu clenched his fists tightly.

Soon, the large bowl of nourishing soup was finished, and the two entered battle mode at the table. Under Xiao Wu's care, Tang San's resentment was swept away.

Chen Yu said with a solemn expression, "This is the whole story. Do you all think that our Sea God Pavilion should refuse to compromise and fight to the death, or... make appropriate concessions to buy time?"

Upon returning to Shrek City, Chen Yu immediately convened a small meeting of the Sea God Pavilion, gathering Lin Huiqun, Long Xiaoyao, Chen Yu, and Huo Yuhao, who was recovering from his injuries.

Just then, Xiao Wu came out of the kitchen and placed a bowl of "Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup" (which was actually just carrot soup) on the table. "Third Brother, what's bothering you? Tell me, I'll give you some advice. You've been working too hard lately."

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's voice, Tang San quickly composed himself, his face showing a hint of dejection. He walked to the table and began to enjoy the nourishing soup.

Although Xiao Wu's intelligence might not be enough to answer his questions, well... who else could Tang San confide in besides Xiao Wu? This was just a last resort.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu said quietly, "Then let's just agree to them. The Douling Empire is the weakest of the four great empires. Even if it's split in two, it won't have much of an impact, right?"

"It's not as simple as you think." Tang San frowned and said, "Once the Douling Empire splits into two, creating a north-south divide, then... well, it's hard to explain to you. You just need to know that every move Zhu Ningyu makes is digging into the roots of the Sea God Pavilion. Once a north-south Douling is created, even if we achieve the final victory, I'm afraid the number of Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent will decrease by 60% or 70%. As for whether we can successfully devour the Abyss Plane when we try to access it, that's another story."

Xiao Wu pouted and said unhappily, "Third Brother, the Abyss Plane is a matter for the future. We need to think about how to win this war of faith. In five years, at most five years, Yu'er and the others will become gods. Once the war of gods begins, the power behind Zhu Ningyu will gradually be revealed, and we will be able to make corresponding arrangements based on the opponent's power."

"We have the advantage, so there's no need to worry about every little gain or loss. If they were stronger than us, they would have already stormed the God Realm. There's no need for them to wrestle with us in the mortal realm."