Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 218 Prospective General, Destroyed Ancient Pavilion

"It's over. The future of this era is no longer in doubt."

Looking at the spirited and seemingly divine young man under the moon, Enci sighed deeply, completely extinguishing his idea of ​​letting Long Yue catch up with Feng Zaixing.

Even now, he himself doesn't dare say he can suppress this young man, slay the Underworld Emperor with his sword, and become famous throughout the world.

Dai Yun'er swallowed hard. Seeing Feng Zaixing destroy the Underworld Emperor's head with the Golden Dragon Spear and then obliterate everything about the Underworld Emperor with his Holy Body Heavenly Kingdom Domain, she couldn't help but ask Long Yue, "Brother Long, he can increase his strength by killing evil soul masters. Now that the Underworld Emperor is dead at his hands, how much will his cultivation level increase?"

Long Yue covered his face, as if wearing a mask of pain, and said, "Don't ask me, ask the teacher. How is he still considered part of the younger generation?"

Dai Yueyan nervously rubbed the corner of his clothes and said, "What is certain is that he will be able to break through to the Soul Douluo level after refining the cultivation of the Underworld Emperor."

"I heard that the age at which the Underworld Emperor was granted his title set a record, and now he may break that record."

Dai Yun'er carefully shrank her snowy neck and muttered softly, "So powerful. Luckily, this princess had the foresight. I'll settle the score for you in the next life. Since you've been my shield, I'll avoid you from now on—"

At this moment, Feng Zaixing released the sixth soul skill of the twelve-winged archangel, Holy Healing Song. The angel, who had been fighting fiercely, transformed into a god of healing. The life radiance originating from the ancient tree of life poured down in the loud and melodious hymn, healing the physical injuries of the powerful warriors and comforting their inner weariness.

"I thank you all, elders, for your help in tonight's battle."

Feng Zaixing solemnly bowed to the powerful Federation warriors who were going to fight tonight, and they accepted the bow with smiles and laughter.

"It's everyone's responsibility to deal with evil spirit masters; this is nothing special."

"My father and I have been mentored by the bureau chief, and it is our duty to serve him."

"The Phoenix family will always remember the director's great help."

As Feng Zaixing listened to everyone's words, a smile gradually appeared on his fair and handsome face, and his tired expression returned to normal.

Harosa's remains burned fiercely, releasing a torrent of nether energy, which Feng Zaixing absorbed entirely with his Holy and Evil Mark. The Holy Body Heavenly Kingdom enveloped the Netherworld, which had lost its energy supply, and absorbed all of the Netherworld Emperor's remaining power.

Yu Guanjun walked over to observe, nodded and smiled, "Although I don't know what method Harosa used to avoid the combined attack of Tianjuan and Lao Qiangu, he probably won't be able to revive this time."

Kong Yao calmed the fluctuations of his Sun and Moon Martial Soul and looked at Feng Zaixing with delight: "That's right, and even if he resurrects, we will no longer be afraid of him. This troublesome guy also has his nemesis."

Feng Zaixing shook his head and smiled faintly, "Elders, please don't overestimate me. My battle with him was extremely taxing, and absorbing his power will require a long period of seclusion. It will take at least a year and a half to succeed."

"It's a good thing for the director to spend more time in seclusion and contemplating after his first hunt for a quasi-god," Leng Yaozhu said sincerely as she arrived on a fire phoenix, her pretty face filled with emotion.

It's good that they're in seclusion. Please don't put any more pressure on these old folks. They've cultivated for half their lives, only to be overtaken by a junior. Their hearts can't handle that.

Feng Zaixing looked at Leng Yaozhu, his expression turning serious, and said, "That scoundrel Qian Gu Zhangting colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult to attack our academy. Yaozhu, shall we go together to clean house?"

Leng Yaozhu dared not delay, and replied "Okay," before rushing off with Feng Zaixing.

The fates of Zhang Geyang, Hu Jie, and Halosa were still fresh in Leng Yaozhu's mind. She felt that if she arrived too late, the experts of the Star Luo Spirit Pagoda would be wiped out by Feng Zaixing.

Watching the two fly away, Kong Yao suddenly clicked his tongue and winked at Yu Guanjun, saying, "Zai Xing is now on the same level as Leng Yaozhu, but I remember that among my generation, not many people could directly call her 'Yaozhu'."

Yu Guanjun raised an eyebrow and said, "What's so strange about that? In the world of Soul Masters, strength has always been paramount, not to mention that Rebirth once did the Phoenix Clan a great favor."

Kong Yao revealed a lewd expression and laughed, "Now that the big thing is about to be accomplished, I think Zai Xing's nerves are relaxed, and perhaps he'll have the mind to talk about romance and nature?"

Yu Guanjun's face darkened, and he cursed, "You shameless bastard! Do you really think Zaixing will—"

Good heavens! It's one thing for Feng Zaixing to be surrounded by a bunch of beautiful young women, but does he really intend to challenge other tracks? That's just too outrageous.

Upon hearing this, Kong Yao stopped joking, stroked his white beard, and changed the subject, saying, "After tonight's battle, his achievements are enough to be promoted to general, aren't they?"

"If slaying the Underworld Emperor with a sword is not enough, we old folks would be ashamed to death."

Yu Guanjun sighed and said, "But promoting him now is too fast for a young man."

The legal age of adulthood in the Sun and Moon Federation is sixteen. Feng Zaixing is only a few months away from adulthood, yet he has already earned a prestigious rank at the top of the Federation's military, which sounds terrifying.

At this point, Yu Guanjun was even somewhat relieved that Feng Zaixing had established his own FBI, otherwise he really didn't know where to put him.

Xingluo Hotel.

Feng Zaixing watched the chaotic world clamor and directed the Yixin Society members to move like bandits, then fell into a long silence.

"Quickly, quickly, plunder his storage ring, then take the seal and seal the Spirit Pagoda. Ye Hui, don't forget to make them write a confession and a ransom note—"

Luan Hongchen instructed Yuan Enye Hui to deliberately raise his voice and "promote the good name" of the Qian Gu family: "Qian Gu Zhangting colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult, committing heinous crimes that are unforgivable. However, considering the merits of his ancestors, we will spare his life for now and let his family give an explanation! Everyone is a witness, and you will all testify in court in future cases—"

Leng Yaozhu watched this awkward and abstract scene, her lips twitching incessantly. Luan Hongchen built a land camp, and Long Chen led his men to tie up Xie Xie and the other students of the Spirit Transmission Academy, imprisoning them and shouting, "We will leave you with nothing, not even gold, silver, or a single piece of clothing."

This doesn't look like a college dean at all; he looks more like a seasoned thug!

Feng Zaixing coughed twice, trying to smooth things over for Luan Hongchen, saying, "Our Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy isn't as wealthy as Shrek Academy or your Spirit Pagoda. The Dean and I are very concerned about the welfare and benefits of our students. Please understand."

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"If you want to blame someone, look for the Ancient Pavilion and the Ancient East Wind."

Leng Yaozhu touched her snow-white forehead, sighed, and said, "I understand, but I still ask the director and Dean Hongchen to spare the lives of some people in the Star Luo Spirit Pagoda. I will let them know who they should serve in the future."

Feng Zaixing nodded slightly, turned his head to look at Leng Yaozhu's helpless yet amused face, and asked, "So, Yaozhu, how do you think I should characterize tonight's events to get the biggest benefit?"

After thinking for a moment, Leng Yaozhu decided to first ascertain Feng Zaixing's capabilities: "Do you think you can deal with Qian Gu Dongfeng? I mean, yourself."

Feng Zaixing chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Not to mention that I am currently refining the cultivation of the Underworld Emperor, even after I kill Hu Jie, I am 70% confident that I can behead him in a full-scale battle with Qian Gu Dongfeng."

"Of course, I might suffer a serious injury; Qian Gu Dong Feng's cultivation and talent are actually top-notch, but his own temperament is not up to par, and he lacks the will to fight to the death."

Leng Yaozhu understood that Feng Zaixing, having absorbed the power of the Underworld Emperor, could easily crush Qian Gu Dongfeng, causing him to follow in Zhang Geyang's footsteps.

This young prodigy has fully matured, and it's no longer the time for the older generation to relax.

"Then I think you can be more casual." Leng Yaozhu implied, "Do as you please."

"Then just do whatever you want."

Feng Zaixing took a step forward and stood before the Qian Gu Zhangting, whose body was riddled with fractures. He said coldly, "Qian Gu Taisun, you have quite the nerve."

Upon hearing that familiar yet cold voice, Qian Gu Zhangting's mind went blank, and his face turned deathly pale.

Seeing Qian Gu Zhangting in such a sorry state, Feng Zaixing lost all interest in wasting words with him and said indifferently, "For the sake of our friendship when we fought against Shrek Academy together, I will spare your life tonight."

"Afterwards, we will announce to the public that Zhang Geyang, the leader of the Spirit Pagoda of the Star Luo Empire, was blinded by profit and colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult. He has now been executed. You were coerced into participating in the battle and were injured in the chaos, resulting in your current state."

Qian Gu Zhangting's face lit up with joy, thinking that Feng Zaixing was still wary of his family's power. So he smiled and said, "Director Feng is indeed a good friend of our Qian Gu family. I will definitely tell my grandfather when I get back, and let him express his gratitude to you."

Unexpectedly, Feng Zaixing shook his head and smiled upon hearing this, saying softly, "Of course he should thank me. I don't want anything else from him, just hand over the position of Master of the Spirit Transmission Tower."

"What?!" Qian Gu Zhangting's expression changed drastically. Giving up the position of Tower Master was like taking half of his grandfather's life.

"As for you, you audacious good-for-nothing playboy, since you were injured in the melee, you should at least play your part completely."

Having said that, Feng Zaixing raised his right foot and stomped heavily on Qian Gu Zhangting's chest. The earth beneath Qian Gu Zhangting cracked open, creating a new large hole, and a terrifying evil light pierced through the body of Chuan Ling Taisun.

In an instant, Qian Gu Zhangting's broken dragon staff reappeared in his hand, and then, from the staff to the end, it shattered into light points inch by inch. Next, Qian Gu Zhangting's battle armor and cultivation level shattered.

"You, you actually—"

The intense pain caused Qian Guzhangting's eyes to roll back like a dead fish's. He stared wide-eyed at Feng Zaixing's nonchalant face in disbelief.

How dare he, how dare he ruin himself like this?

"Speaking of which, you are the first person who has colluded with an evil spirit master and still managed to escape with his life from me."

Feng Zaixing smiled, waved his sleeve to put Qian Gu Zhangting to sleep, and ignored the useless person lying in the pool of blood.

He did not destroy Qian Gu Zhangting's physical abilities; he still had the ability to continue the Qian Gu family line, but that was all.

As a master of healing, he was absolutely confident that he could prevent Qian Gu Zhangting from ever cultivating again.

Leng Yaozhu landed, sighed softly at this good-for-nothing who had grown up in the glory of his family, and shook her head repeatedly.

So what if one sect has three limits? When has Feng Zaixing ever destroyed fewer forces with his own hands? Others may think that Feng Zaixing was intentionally humiliating him, but those who witnessed Feng Zaixing kill the Underworld Emperor would know that this was indeed an unprecedented act of leniency on his part.

Not to mention that Qian Gu Zhangting led a team to attack Feng Zaixing's subordinates, and the Angel Family suffered the same fate for violating this taboo.

"It's only because he doesn't have time to go back and reorganize the Qian Gu family right now, otherwise you wouldn't have survived at all—"

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