Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone down.

Within the vast, sprawling camp, countless soldiers began to move about like ants.

The smoke from the chimneys rose in wisps, but it seemed to carry the smell of gunpowder.

“The Spirit Hall launched a sneak attack last night, and your Star Luo Empire suffered heavy losses. You need to reflect on this carefully. I don’t want this to happen again.”

Ning Qiuyang summoned the generals of the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire, as well as the sect leaders and titled Douluo of various sects, and coldly reprimanded the people from the Star Luo Empire.

On the Star Luo Empire's side, many people lowered their heads.

It wasn't that they felt particularly ashamed; they were simply afraid of Xue Qinghe's power.

"Marshal, what happened last night was entirely Dai Linyu's responsibility. If he hadn't neglected his duties, how could such a huge loss have occurred?"

The elders of the Haotian Sect are the ones who falsely accuse others.

"A sneak attack by a team of Title Douluos can only be stopped by Title Douluos. The people from the Spirit Hall have been here for a long time, but your Title Douluos have yet to appear. Could they be fake?"

Upon hearing this, many people from the Star Luo Empire turned their gazes toward Tang Chen.

Poseidon was also in the main tent today, and upon seeing this, he frowned slightly.

She was unaware of the specific circumstances of the Star Luo Empire camp last night; she only saw Tang Chen fighting Qian Daoliu and believed that Tang Chen had fulfilled his responsibilities.

“I will only say this once. If you make the same mistake again, even if I don’t want to hold you accountable, the gods of the divine realm will not let you off the hook.”

As he spoke, a black longsword appeared in Ning Qiuyang's hand.

As the longsword was drawn, a dense aura of death spread out, causing even the titled Douluo inside the tent to hold their breath.

Inhaling a breath of death, they all felt their life force rapidly draining away.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Inside Tang Chen's body, Tang San asked the Rakshasa God.

Today, the Rakshasa God is controlling Tang Chen's body.

"This is the Sword of Death, a divine artifact of a first-level god. The God of Destruction values ​​this kid highly, even entrusting him with the use of such a divine artifact."

"Oh, so it's a magical artifact."

Tang San's tone was somewhat dismissive.

He also used the Rakshasa God's divine weapon, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and its power against others was quite good.

However, when facing Ning Qiuyang, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe was of little help and was burned to death by Ning Qiuyang's flames.

Therefore, in Tang San's view, the power of the divine artifact was nothing more than that.

Rakshasa God discovered Tang San's thoughts and was furious when he saw that Tang San actually slandered his Rakshasa Demon Scythe as useless.

"Not everyone is Ning Qiuyang. This guy Ning Qiuyang can make so many gods in the God Realm, even God Kings, extremely wary of him. If you encounter him and become his enemy, you can only consider yourself unlucky."

Tang San felt terrible.

What kind of god realm is this? They can't even handle Ning Qiuyang, causing him to end up like this.

Tang Chen remained expressionless, and others could not know what he was thinking. However, everyone else in the tent felt a chill when Ning Qiuyang took out the Sword of Death, and their respect for Xue Qinghe grew even stronger.

“Dai Linyu,” Ning Qiuyang said.

"The end will be here."

Dai Linyu, clad in heavy armor, stepped forward.

His armor was not that of an ordinary soldier, but a treasure of the Star Luo Empire, possessing considerable defensive capabilities.

"Today, you will lead the soldiers of the Star Luo Empire to attack Jialing Pass."

"Your subordinate obeys." No one doubted whether Xue Qinghe wanted to use this to weaken the strength of the Star Luo Empire, or rather, even if someone did have doubts, no one dared to say it.

Even Emperor Dai Linyu of the Star Luo Empire didn't say anything, and the other sects were even less concerned about the extent of the Star Luo Empire's losses.

Dai Linyu accepted the order and left.

In the Star Luo Empire's camp, the soldiers quickly assembled and soon set off towards Jialing Pass, fully equipped and ready to depart.

"Everyone, it's time for you to take action. If the Spirit Hall's Title Douluos are mobilized, you will all need to contribute your strength."

"Yes."

A group of titled Douluo also headed towards Jialing Pass.

There were no shouts of farewell before the troops, nor any attempts to persuade the enemy to surrender. Both sides knew that the other was a mortal enemy, and there was absolutely no room for reconciliation.

The once silent Jialing Pass was transformed almost instantly into a place filled with shouts of battle, the sounds of fighting reaching the heavens.

For a mere probing attack, Dai Linyu mobilized an army of 100,000.

Ordinary soldiers are just consumables, and even Dai Linyu doesn't care about using them. His position as emperor of the Star Luo Empire is now practically meaningless. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, the Star Luo Empire will be completely cut off from his Dai family. So what if some people die?

"Your Highness, what is that on Jialing Pass?"

Ning Qiuyang led his army to the rear, quietly observing the siege.

Beside him, Seahorse Douluo suddenly noticed a surge of movement in the Jialing Pass city wall, as if vines and plants were spreading across it.

The ordinary soldiers who tried to climb the city wall all encountered unexpected events.

In the instant they approached the city wall, those ordinary soldiers either became dazed and helpless, or suddenly aged considerably, their strength rapidly fading away.

"The Spirit Hall's preparations are indeed very thorough," Ning Qiuyang said slowly.

The others were filled with doubt and uncertainty, but Ning Qiuyang knew the situation at Jialing Pass like the back of his hand.

Jialing Pass was jointly defended by the Demon King, the Blue Silver King, and Ye Lingling. Despite its large defensive area, the effect was not particularly strong.

However, the effect is quite powerful for ordinary people and low-level Soul Masters.

The root system laid down by the Demon King can subject enemies to a baptism of fragmented memories, leaving them in a daze.

The long leaves laid down by the Blue Silver King will make enemies feel as if they have been transported to another world, causing their energy and spirit to drain away rapidly.

The flowers planted by Ye Lingling will provide continuous healing to the defenders of Jialing Pass.

While this treatment cannot compare to the one-on-one healing of the Nine-Hearted Begonia, in such a fierce battle, healing-type Soul Masters can only cover a very small number of people. This level of healing effect is already quite good, and some people who are destined to die may be saved because of it.

"Your Majesty, let the soldiers retreat. The casualties are too great, and the losses are completely meaningless."

Ahead, a general standing beside Dai Linyu made a request to him.

"No, we need to launch a tiered attack to test whether there are any loopholes in the defense of Jialing Pass. At the very least, we need to find out the coverage, specific effects, and duration of this defense."

Dai Linyu didn't have the heart to love his soldiers like his own children. Although he wasn't punished for the Spirit Hall's sneak attack last night, he was still somewhat uneasy.

If he still fails to demonstrate any ability or contribution today, he suspects he might not even be able to continue as a striker.

Those bastards from the Haotian Sect are watching him closely; if he makes a mistake, hell awaits him.

"Anyone who dares to retreat, fight!"

Seeing that the soldiers were showing signs of retreating, Dai Linyu gave a cold command.

"Yes."

The Soul Master oversight team was mobilized, slaughtering the retreating and fleeing soldiers, forcing them to continue their attack. (End of Chapter)