Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 408 Seizing Power
In the distance, Aglaia, who had successfully dodged the fatal blow, along with the still-shaken Ma Xiaotao and Han Ruoruo, disappeared into the horizon at an undiminished speed.

Their hearts were heavy; the dangers and strangeness of this world far exceeded their imagination.

The smoke of the battle on the Sunset Plains had not yet completely dissipated, and the stench of blood and the lingering waves of soul power in the air were nothing compared to the silent, turbulent waves raging within the central command tent of the Martial Soul Empire.

Bibi Dong pursued Tang San and the others, her terrifying aura as the Rakshasa God vanishing into the distance. The power vacuum she left behind was instantly filled by another, even more magnificent and righteous, yet incomparably cold, divine might.

Qian Renxue, clad in radiant golden angelic armor and wielding the angelic holy sword, walked step by step toward the throne that symbolized supreme power.

She did not deliberately release her aura, but the sacred aura of the Angel God flowed naturally, like sunshine, dispelling the remaining gloom and evil on the battlefield, and making countless Spirit Hall Soul Masters and soldiers feel awe and... a sense of belonging from the bottom of their souls.

That was the light they had believed in for countless years, the embodiment of their spiritual totem.

Behind her, the six elders, led by Golden Crocodile Douluo, stood silently. They were like six solid mountains, their immense soul power held back but not unleashed. However, the invisible pressure made several titled Douluos who originally belonged to the Elder Hall, such as Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, feel their breath catch in their throats.

"His Majesty pursued the enemy, and before leaving, he entrusted the command of the legion to me."

Qian Renxue's voice was clear and calm, echoing in the silent tent. There was no impassioned declaration, but it carried an unquestionable determination.

She didn't give anyone a chance to question her, setting the tone directly with an oracular tone.

This is not a discussion, but a notification.

His gaze swept over the crowd below, each with their own distinct expression, and finally landed on Hu Liena, who stood at the front of the elders' hall, her face contorted with emotion and her lips pursed.

"Saint Hulena".

Qian Renxue spoke.

Hu Liena trembled slightly, raised her head, and met those eyes that contained golden divine fire and seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

She saw calm, she saw majesty, and she also saw a hint of... indescribable oppression.

She knew that the angel in front of her was her teacher's biological daughter.

At this moment, all the struggles and all the resentment turned into a silent sigh.

What right did she have to fight for it? And what could she possibly have to fight for it with? Faith? Strength? Or righteousness? Before the God of Angels, this saint appeared so pale and powerless.

This is not merely a power transition, but a feud between mother and daughter that has lasted for over twenty years, with her disciple remaining a mere bystander throughout.

She slowly lowered her head and responded in a clear and obedient tone: "I will obey the divine decree."

These three simple words represent a concession by the Elders' Hall.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of helplessness in each other's eyes.

Their loyalty to Bibi Dong stemmed more from their awe and dependence on her formidable power and iron-fisted methods.

But the situation is completely different when facing Qian Renxue.

She is the embodiment of an angel, the ultimate manifestation of the Spirit Hall's faith, and the absolute support of the Hall of Offerings has laid an unshakable foundation for her.

Resist? That would mean going against the very foundation of the Spirit Hall, and being instantly crushed into dust.

The two bowed silently, joining the other titled Douluos from the Elder Hall in expressing their unspoken obedience.

The transfer of power was settled in just a few words, a calmness that was unsettling.

Qian Renxue withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, not surprised by Hu Liena's pragmatism.

She began issuing clear and efficient commands:

"A golden crocodile is offered."

"exist."

Golden Crocodile Douluo responded in a deep voice.

"You will be in charge of the central army and oversee the overall situation. You must wipe out all remaining enemies on the Luoxia Plain within three days and advance your troops straight towards the Xingluo Imperial Capital."

"As ordered."

"Hu Liena".

"exist."

"You are familiar with frontline military affairs, assist the Golden Crocodile, and coordinate the various legions and the seven major sects. There must be no mistakes."

"……Yes."

Hu Liena bowed her head again to accept the order, her heart filled with mixed feelings, but she also knew that this was an opportunity given to her by Qian Renxue, and also a test.

The orders spread like wildfire throughout the army.

Under the radiance and iron fist of the Angel God, the army of the Martial Soul Empire was quickly reorganized and united, transforming into a more efficient and purposeful war machine.

Qian Renxue stepped out of the tent, gazing in the direction of the Star Luo Empire. Her golden eyes held no joy of victory, only unwavering determination.

"Unifying the continent is just the beginning..."

She thought silently in her mind.

"Lu Jingming, do you see? I will have my own power, my own world. Only then will I be worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with you and see the vast starry sky."

On the main battlefield, the Star Luo Alliance and the remnants of the Heaven Dou Army, having lost their top combat power and with their morale collapsed, quickly crumbled under the overwhelming offensive of the Martial Soul Empire's army.

The deaths of Prince Xuexing and Prince Xuebeng amidst the chaos of battle marked the complete annihilation of the last bloodline and resistance force of the Tiandou Empire, officially declaring the end of the long-standing Tiandou Empire.

In the post-war inventory, Qian Renxue made a decision that surprised many people—she saved Princess Xueke, who had been under house arrest in the rear and had long lost her freedom.

Looking at the timid girl with fear in her eyes, a barely perceptible ripple finally stirred in Qian Renxue's icy heart.

She recalled how, when she was disguised as Xue Qinghe, this innocent and carefree younger sister had shown her unreserved dependence and love.

"Take her down and keep a close watch on her; do not neglect her."

Qian Renxue waved her hand, her tone indifferent, yet she sealed Xue Ke's fate for the rest of her life.

She wasn't truly kind; she was just willing to let this harmless "sister" who had given her a moment of false warmth go unnoticed.

A swan unable to soar, imprisoned in an exquisite cage, finds its best end in this miserable existence.

If necessary, erasing her memory and letting her forget the national and personal grievances, allowing her to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person, would not be difficult.

This minor "soft-heartedness" is insignificant compared to the journey she is about to embark on and the vast universe she seeks.

Having consolidated internally and eliminated external enemies, Qian Renxue's gaze has now turned to the only destination on the continent—Star Luo City.

Unification is now a foregone conclusion.

Inside the central command tent of the Martial Soul Empire's main camp, symbolizing supreme power, Qian Renxue was discussing the specifics of advancing into the Star Luo Imperial Capital with Golden Crocodile Douluo, Hu Liena, and others.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible ripple spread through the space inside the tent, like waves on the surface of water. The next moment, a figure appeared without warning in the center of the tent, as if he had always been there.

The person who arrived was Lu Jingming.

He was still dressed simply, with a slightly lazy and all-knowing smile on his face.

His appearance was so abrupt yet so natural that the elite guards outside the tent didn't even notice him.

"It seems you have the situation under control."

Lu Jingming's gaze fell directly on Qian Renxue, who was in the main seat, and his tone was familiar, as if he had just come to greet an old friend.

Qian Renxue was not surprised by his sudden arrival. A faint smile, which she herself did not notice, even flashed in her golden eyes.

She nodded slightly: "It's just the way things are."

Lu Jingming smiled, his gaze sweeping over the various expressions on the faces of the people in the tent. His gaze lingered for a moment on Hu Liena's tense expression and on Ju and Gui Douluo's shifty eyes, before he turned back to Qian Renxue and said in a calm tone:

"In that case, only one thing remains standing in your way, preventing you from truly taking control of this world and stepping into a wider realm—"

He paused, his voice not loud, but it resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"...That was your paranoid and insane mother, Bibi Dong."

"hiss--"

As soon as he finished speaking, a collective gasp filled the entire tent.

The worshippers in the hall, such as the Golden Crocodile Douluo, had a glint in their eyes and their faces became even more solemn.

The elders, including Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, had drastic changes in expression and subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at Qian Renxue's face.

Hu Liena, who was standing below Qian Renxue, trembled and clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

Mother-daughter relationship.

This is the highest level of taboo in the Martial Soul Empire.

It is an unhealable scar between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, a thorny chain entangled with resentment, indifference and complex emotions.

Those present who knew the inside story all kept this secret to themselves, not daring to mention it, for fear of offending any party and bringing about their own destruction.

And this young man actually dared to point it out so casually in front of everyone.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, cautiously peeking at Qian Renxue's reaction out of the corner of their eyes, anticipating the impending divine wrath.

However, to everyone's surprise,

Qian Renxue sat upright in the main seat, her beautiful face calm and undisturbed, as if Lu Jingming's words were just an ordinary remark like "the weather is nice today."

There was no rage, no gloom, only a profound and unfathomable serenity.

Now, even a seasoned peak Douluo like Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had seen it all, couldn't help but cast a look of surprise and inquiry at Lu Jingming.

Who exactly is this young man? What is his relationship with the young lady? How can he so easily break taboos without causing any displeasure?

But another piece of information revealed in Lu Jingming's words shocked them even more—he actually intended to take action against His Majesty Bibi Dong?!
"No."

Hu Liena could no longer contain herself. She took a sudden step forward, disregarding her awe of Qian Renxue, her voice trembling slightly with excitement:
"Teacher... Her Majesty the Empress is the legitimate ruler of the Martial Soul Empire, the supreme Rakshasa God! You... you are plotting a god-slaying rebellion?!"

She could accept Qian Renxue temporarily taking over the army based on her strength and faith, because it was ultimately a power shift within the Spirit Hall.

However, she absolutely could not accept the idea of ​​targeting Bibi Dong or overthrowing her position.

For her, Bibi Dong was not only a queen, but also a mentor who gave her new life and strength.

As Hu Liena spoke, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stepped forward simultaneously. Although they did not speak, their condensed soul power and wary eyes clearly indicated their stance.

The atmosphere inside the tent instantly became tense, as if the air itself had frozen.

Faced with this sudden tension and the almost overwhelming hostility and determination in Hu Liena and the others' eyes, Lu Jingming simply smiled lightly.

The laughter broke the heavy atmosphere, carrying an infuriating yet undeniable composure.

"rest assured."

He waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over Hu Liena and the elders, his tone carrying a hint of comfort, yet also containing an undeniable authority.

“No matter what, Bibi Dong is Xue Jie’s biological mother. We wouldn’t stoop to such an unforgivable act as matricide.”

He addressed Qian Renxue as "Sister Xue" in a friendly and natural way, which shocked everyone once again.

"What she wanted to do was never to kill, but..."

Lu Jingming looked at Qian Renxue, his voice steady and firm.

"...Take back everything that rightfully belongs to her, and make that queen, blinded by hatred, relinquish the power she cannot exercise properly, that's all."

His words instantly soothed the fear in Hu Liena and the others' hearts, but also plunged them into deeper confusion and struggle.

Relinquishing power... what difference would that make from killing her, to the teacher?
On the other side, the traces of the divine war have reshaped the earth.

The bottomless rift valley, the crystallized soil, and the still crackling embers of energy in the air all tell the story of the ferocity of this battle.

At the center of the battlefield, the three forces of purple, gold, and blue were still clashing violently.

Bibi Dong was clad in the armor of a Rakshasa deity, the purple divine armor flowing with the most evil power in the world, making her look like a world-destroying queen stepping out of the abyss.

Behind her, a huge and ferocious Rakshasa image stood majestically. The face of the image was that of the first Rakshasa God. Every roar and swing of the image carried the power to shatter mountains and rivers. It merged with Bibi Dong's body, making each of her attacks contain terrifying power far exceeding that of an ordinary second-level god.

"The barrier to extermination."

Bibi Dong coldly shouted, and an invisible divine barrier instantly sealed off all the surrounding space.

The golden lightning unleashed by Jing Yuan wielding his array blade seemed to have struck an invisible wall, its power greatly diminished.

Xiao Wu's swift and lightning-fast attack was also slowed down by layers of spatial barriers, making it difficult for her to get close.

"Netherworld Rakshasa".

The enormous Rakshasa Demon Scythe swung again, and purple light from the sky descended in response, condensing into a massive purple blade hundreds of meters long that stretched across the heavens and earth. With a soul-ripping shriek, it slashed down towards Jing Yuan and Xiao Wu.

This attack was even more ferocious than before, filled with the resentment and madness that Bibi Dong had completely unleashed due to Yu Xiaogang's death.

Jing Yuan's expression was solemn. Thunder God roared as he gathered thousands of golden lightning bolts onto his weapon and fiercely met the attack.

Xiao Wu also let out a delicate shout, concentrating all her divine power into one point, and unleashed a soft bone explosive kick towards the side of the giant blade.

(End of this chapter)