Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 273 The Great Battle Ends, Abyss Undefeated, Emperor Jilian, Emperor Yanlie, Leng Yaozhu Amazed

The projection of the Abyss Saint King lowered its gaze in disbelief, a look of terror creeping over it for the first time. It asked Feng Zaixing, "Who are you? How do you possess the Heavenly Saint Abyss-Splitting Halberd?"

"I am a master from the Douluo Continent, and I have many titles. Just call me Feng Zaixing."

Feng Zaixing smiled and continued to exert force with his left hand, pushing the halberd all the way down. The Abyss Saint King's phantom was controlled by the Unstable Storm and had no power to resist.

"Or, you can call me by my title. I currently have two titles that I prefer: Heavenly Saint and Saint Venerable. Call me whatever you like; of course, you can also call me True Body Douluo."

The Abyss Saint Lord continued to ask, "How do you possess the Heavenly Saint Abyss-Splitting Halberd?"

"Of course someone gave it to me. Maybe yours is female and mine is male. You lost because you used a female one against my male one."

Feng Zaixing swirled the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, casually inserting the Heavenly Saint Sword and the Heavenly Burning Divine Pestle into the opponent's body. The violently turbulent energy rapidly annihilated everything in the projection.

At the same time, he reached out with one hand towards the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd held in the Abyss Saint Lord's hand, as if one halberd was not enough and he wanted to snatch another one.

Seeing this, the Abyss Saint King deep within the abyss could no longer restrain himself.

His hand seals changed rapidly as he forcibly depleted his power to pull the halberd back from afar. Despite his outward strength, he was inwardly weak when he gave the order: "The Abyss Army, retreat! Retreat immediately!"

Having lived half his life and never seen anything like it, the Abyss Saint King no longer cared about any losses. He now suspected that the other party had set a trap and was waiting for him to fall into it.

Where is there any male or female Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd? It must have been a treacherous human who had long ago made preparations to ambush him. What's terrifying is that a full six thousand years have passed, and he, the Abyss Saint King, has not discovered anything at all!

Needless to say, this must have been a terrible scheme. He would definitely ask his mother how this happened in the future. Was it because his brother Li Sheng, who also possessed the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, was killed, or was the method of forming the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd leaked?

When the commander gave the order, none of the abyssal creatures dared to disobey. They surged out like a tide, and now they retreated like a tide.

The Blood God Legion, which had waited six thousand years for a chance to counterattack, was not about to let them leave.

The soldiers' eyes turned red, and they roared as they chased after the enemy. Ma Shan and Jiang Wuyue were the fastest to chase after them. Tang Wulin was also caught up in the atmosphere and swung his Blue Silver Overlord Spear to fiercely attack a Baan.

After eliminating a major enemy, Feng Zaixing immediately turned and attacked the left half of the Abyss Saint King's projection.

The Saintly Evil Formless Body had already used the mature Five Elements God-Slaying Palm repeatedly, exchanging more than ten blows, leaving his opponent riddled with holes and cracked all over.

Feng Zaixing wasn't so pedantic as to engage in one-on-one duels on the battlefield. He swung the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd in his hand, blasting it through the head of the Abyss Saint Monarch's projection and pulling it out.

The projection of the Abyss Saint King glanced back at Feng Zaixing with great effort, then closed its eyes in despair, its body transforming into a wisp of black mist that soared into the sky.

"You just wait—"

"Wait for what? You think you can escape back to the Abyss Dimension with this amount of energy? Don't even think about it!"

Saint Evil Formless's voice turned cold. His golden dragon spear drew in all the black energy, filtered it completely, and sent it back to Douluo Continent.

Seeing this, Feng Zaixing smiled at the Saintly Evil Formless Body, raised his halberd and charged into other fierce battlefields, sweeping away the demons.

Time flew by, and the battle, which lasted for an hour, came to an end.

In this battle, the Blood God Legion pursued the fleeing enemy all the way to their homeland. The Third Emperor of the Abyss, Emperor Lie, was captured, and the Seventh Emperor of the Abyss, Emperor Hua, was beheaded and turned to ashes under the fire of the Soul Guidance Cannon.

In the Abyss Plane, the Abyss Saint King, his face cold and weakened, watched a group of ants he had never previously taken seriously swagger about.

Boasting of his war exploits, he revealed both fear and anger.

Of the 108 layers of the Abyss, more than half have collapsed. Of the top ten in the Abyss, only the Spirit Emperor of the second layer, the Demon Emperor of the fourth layer, and the Wisdom Emperor of the sixth layer are unharmed, apart from the Abyss Saint King himself. The rest of the emperors are either dead or captured!

Everyone knew that the Fierce Emperor and the Scythe Emperor would soon be annihilated, and more than half of the first ten layers of the Abyss would be destroyed in a short period of time, an unprecedented loss for the Abyss plane.

The Holy Emperor spared no expense to send down his projection and led so many experts into battle, yet he still failed. Even if we replaced the Fierce Emperor with the Spirit Emperor, how much better would things be?

"You brat from the abyss, if you dare let this Dragon King see you again, I'll kill you a hundred times over!"

The Golden Dragon King emerged from Feng Zaixing's palm and unleashed a torrent of threats.

Feng Zaixing, head held high and chest puffed out, let out a clear, resounding howl: "Abyss Saint Lord, your defeat in this battle is unprecedented. I will temporarily place your head on your shoulder; wash it clean and I will come back to collect it sooner or later!"

Zhang Huanyun raised his arms and shouted, "Holy Venerable Douluo, invincible! Blood God Legion, avenge our humiliation!"

The Blood God Legion soldiers responded in unison, raising their fists and shouting with pride on their faces. The loud voices shook the ground beneath their feet.

"The Holy Venerable Douluo is invincible; the Blood God Legion will avenge our past humiliation!"

"The Blood God Legion will avenge our humiliation! ————"

With a blood feud spanning six thousand years, the Blood God Legion could only passively defend itself generation after generation. The significance of this great victory is immense, enough to comfort all the fallen warriors.

A month later.

With the Blood God Legion's defensive system, made from a large amount of Heavenly Forged Metal, fully completed, the entire legion immediately erupted in a victory celebration.

They returned in unity, singing by day and enjoying lantern festivals at night, expressing their boundless pride.

At Feng Zaixing's suggestion, the Scythe Emperor, known for his powerful offensive and spatial abilities, and several captured Abyss Kings were sent to the Heroic Spirits' home for a public sacrifice.

The wind howls, solemn and tragic, joy and sorrow mingled, as the winding stream flows.

Before the crowd, Feng Zaixing drew his sword and beheaded the Scythe Emperor, to comfort the spirits of the Blood God Legion, including his parents.

Emperor Lie became an unprecedentedly precious research subject. The official cooperation between the Blood God Legion and the Spirit Pagoda was finalized at lightning speed. Leng Yaozhu led all the senior researchers of the Spirit Pagoda to the Blood God Legion's base to take over the research on Emperor Lie's divine power.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, our Spirit Pagoda will live up to expectations and extract every last drop of value from Emperor Lie!"

Leng Yaozhu grabbed Feng Zaixing's hand and shook it excitedly. Her plump and mature face was devoid of its usual tranquility, showing only a yearning for scientific research.

When she heard the news, she was so excited she almost fainted!

The Third Emperor of the Abyss, who is 99% fresh, is an absolute rarity, possessing divine power!

"Your Majesty, you flatter me. Only a large, experienced organization like the Spirit Pagoda can leverage its advantages and make full use of them. In this field, even the Mingde Hall is far behind."

Feng Zaixing expressed his true feelings sincerely, without any flattery.

Upon seeing the prisoner, Emperor Lie, he felt that this research subject was suitable for a professional organization like the Spirit Pagoda—a place known for its inhumanity and extensive experience in biological research—to fully utilize its expertise.

The Spirit Pagoda has extensive experience in eliminating soul beasts, and applying that experience to abyssal creatures should surely yield some results.

It's okay if there are no results yet; at worst, we can just chop Emperor Lie in half again.

Leng Yaozhu assured everyone that she would live up to the Federation's trust, and that the Spirit Pagoda would continue to work hard and strive for excellence in the years to come, making more and more brilliant achievements and contributions to the development of the Sun and Moon Federation.

Taking advantage of the situation, Feng Zaixing finalized the plan to fully subsidize civilians through the Spirit Pagoda and proposed a series of civilian support programs, such as "Soul Loans".

Now, with the support of the Abyss Plane in its efforts to alleviate suffering, the life energy of our Douluo Continent has greatly increased, and the ecological environment has been effectively improved. It is the perfect time for us to develop vigorously.

At this moment, we must thank the Abyss Saint King for his reward. His god-level projection was destroyed by Feng Zaixing, and his energy was absorbed by the Tree of Life. The Tree of Life said that perhaps in the near future, the Douluo plane will be able to be upgraded to the level that can support a god-level powerhouse.

As for the first god-level powerhouse in the Douluo Continent in ten thousand years, Feng Zaixing pondered in his heart and vaguely had a candidate in mind.

"Your Majesty, now that the Blood God Legion has arrived, why not offer some guidance? What do you think?"

Putting aside his thoughts, Feng Zaixing smiled politely at Leng Yaozhu, turned his palm up, and made a "please" gesture.

Leng Yaozhu smiled gracefully and agreed: "Alright, I'm just looking forward to seeing His Majesty the Holy One's great achievements with my own eyes. I knew His Majesty was no ordinary person, but I didn't expect that after several years, he would have become a Super Douluo."

"A nineteen-year-old Super Douluo, you have set a record in the Douluo Continent. In a while, you will become the youngest Limit Douluo."

Wen Sheng praised Feng Zaixing's achievements. Leng Yaozhu knew that she was no match for him. She secretly thought: Can you create a miracle in the Douluo Continent for ten thousand years and become a god at level 100?

The realm of gods no longer exists; this is a fact that all quasi-god powerhouses can vaguely sense. However, generation after generation of quasi-gods harbor hope, forging their own paths to reach godhood.

Everyone before has failed. Will Feng Zaixing succeed?

If he could, what kind of experience would he leave for future generations?

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. We are old friends, so I will take the liberty of calling you Yao Zhu. Let's see who will lead the future dimensional order."

After the meeting concluded and the cooperation was finalized, Feng Zaixing led Leng Yaozhu to the Blood God Legion's perpetually dark party venue.

Thanks to the decisive victory in the previous battle, and with the new defense system in place, the oppressive atmosphere that had plagued the Blood God Legion for years was completely dispelled.

Bathed in the life-giving rain, Zhang Huanyun's cultivation broke through the ninety-eighth level barrier, finding an opportunity to reach his limit. Before going into seclusion, he waved his hand and ordered the Blood God Legion, who had fought for half their lives, to celebrate for ten days, with all expenses reimbursed.

This was the fourth day of revelry. Gu Yue, who had been working hard for many years (thinking she had been cultivating diligently), was also there. She held a wine glass in her delicate hand and whispered something to Na'er, listening to the music and relaxing her mind and body.

Suddenly, the noisy dance party stopped abruptly, and Feng Zaixing arrived silently. Everyone who saw him couldn't help but show their ecstatic joy, rushing to block the road and crowding around him.

"General Feng is here!" "Commander, please give me your orders immediately if needed!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Commander Zhang might misunderstand if he hears this—" Feng Zaixing smiled and raised his hand to suppress the crowd's jubilant emotions.

In contrast, the stunning beauty Leng Yaozhu paid little attention to these things. She didn't care about them, but she was secretly shocked when she saw the faces of the Blood God Legion soldiers.

That fanatical expression, excited movements, and reverent gaze were all genuine; Feng Zaixing's prestige within the Blood God Legion was even greater than she had anticipated!

"I'm afraid from now on, Matsushita's Blood God Legion will be no different from his private army, right? This Holy Lord is a lawless and unscrupulous person who doesn't discriminate between meat and vegetables, and now he has the full support of the Blood God Legion. What if—"

Upon realizing this, Leng Yaozhu immediately banished the thought from her mind and dared not continue thinking about it.

Compared to other generals in the Federal Military, Feng Zaixing's only flaw is his shallow foundation. Now that he has the Blood God Legion, the strongest legion in the Federation, who can challenge him?

Even if Zhang Huanyun were to emerge from seclusion, he would still have no advantage over Feng Zaixing, let alone being in seclusion now.

The die is cast.

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