Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

Ghost Douluo also immediately expressed his opinion: "With His Majesty personally taking action, I believe this time it will be successful."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said in a cold voice: "Everyone, get ready. This time, the Wuhun Empire will dominate the entire continent."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes!" Then they withdrew to prepare for the war.

Bibi Dong was the only one left in the hall again. She looked into the distance, as if she had already seen the day when the Spirit Empire would be victorious.

Bibi Dong's expression flickered, and her eyes revealed deep sadness and loneliness. Qian Renshang died, and she felt as if her world had lost its light.

She sat on the high throne, her body trembling slightly, and murmured to herself: "He is gone, and my world has become dark..."

Memories came flooding back like a tide, and every moment she had spent with Qian Renshang had now become a sharp blade piercing her heart.

"If I don't find something to do, I will really die." Bibi Dong bit her lip, a trace of determination flashing in her eyes.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she felt no pain, because the pain in her heart had already exceeded the limit that her body could endure.

"Only war, only by allowing the Wuhun Empire to dominate the continent, can I forget all this."

Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying with it endless sadness and madness.

At this moment, she was like a wounded beast, trying to cover up the pain in her heart through crazy actions.

Three days later, Bibi Dong, wearing gorgeous armor, stood on a high place in Wuhun City, overlooking the army below that was ready to go.

Her eyes were determined, her face was stern, and the scepter in her hand shone with a cold light.

"set off!"

At her command, the flags waved, the horns blew, and the army set out. The sound of footsteps, horse hooves, and wheels intertwined, shaking the earth slightly.

Countless strong men in the entire Wuhun City began to move. The soul power of the Title Douluo surged, like a dazzling star. The Soul Douluo followed closely behind, with great momentum. Thousands of soul masters formed a neat square formation and marched forward with firm steps.

In the sky, the flying spirit masters spread their wings and soared, forming a dark cloud. Various martial spirits were released at the same time, and the light was intertwined, colorful but full of murderous aura.

Bibi Dong rode on a white unicorn, walking at the front of the team. Behind her was the mighty army of the Wuhun Empire, like a surging steel torrent, rolling towards the two empires.

The people on both sides of the road silently watched this mighty army, their hearts filled with fear of war and expectation for the victory of the Wuhun Empire.

In Tiandou City, Emperor Xue Ye sat on the throne with an ugly expression. He gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Because he knew the news that the Wuhun Empire had declared war on them. Before, their Tiandou Empire was no match for the Wuhun Empire. If it weren't for Qian Renshang's help, they would have been destroyed long ago.

“What should we do? The Wuhun Empire is coming at us with great force. How should we respond?” Emperor Xue Ye frowned, his voice filled with deep worry.

His Highness's ministers also had solemn expressions on their faces and were talking among themselves.

Your Majesty, the situation is critical now, we must come up with a solution as soon as possible." An old minister stepped forward and said worriedly.

"Countermeasures? The Wuhun Empire is filled with powerful people. What can we use to fight against them?" Another minister shook his head helplessly.

Emperor Xue Ye took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Pass my order to summon all the soul masters in the country to strengthen the city defense and prepare to meet the enemy."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is just a drop in the bucket." Someone whispered.

"Enough!" Emperor Xue Ye shouted angrily, "We can't give up even if there is only a glimmer of hope."

The entire palace was filled with an atmosphere of tension and despair, and everyone understood that this would be an unprecedented fierce battle.

(End of this chapter)