Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

"It's... naturally occurring... cough cough—"

Xu Mu opened his eyes with difficulty, a complex expression flashing in his cloudy pupils.

He was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently, and dark red blood foam spilled from the corner of his mouth, splattering onto the bright yellow brocade quilt, a sight so glaring it was chilling.

"Father!"

Xu Tianzhen suddenly stood up, her hands trembling as she picked up a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Xu Mu's mouth.

Her eyes were red and swirling with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Father, you'll get better..." Xu Tianzhen's voice choked with sobs as she held Xu Mu's withered hands in hers, as if holding a precious treasure that might shatter at any moment. "You still want to hold your grandchildren... You haven't even seen Tianzhen get married yet..."

Xu Mu looked at his daughter, a hint of tenderness flashing in his cloudy eyes.

He struggled to raise his still-movable hand, gently stroked Xu Tianzhen's cheek, and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips.

"Naive... Father is alright." His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping. "Don't cry..."

The hand trembled slightly, remaining on her cheek without being lowered.

Dad will make you happy.

I have... everything is ready.

Xu Tianran watched this scene coldly, watching Xu Tianzhen stand guard by the bedside with tears streaming down her face, watching Xu Mu use his last strength to comfort his daughter.

He felt no emotion whatsoever, only endless mockery.

The only time he and Xu Mu were father and son was during the short years he spent as a child.

Now? Now only Xu Tianzhen still regards this old man who is about to die as her father.

It's ridiculous.

Xu Mu, your life is about to enter its true "twilight".

Later historical records will only record your crimes of regicide, fratricide, and usurpation.

Your name will forever be nailed to the pillar of shame, and cursed by millions.

And he, Xu Tianran, will unify the continent. He will destroy the Heavenly Soul, the Fighting Spirit, and the Star Luo.

They completely incorporated Douluo Continent into the territory of the Sun Moon Empire, renaming the entire continent "Sun Moon Continent".

He will be remembered in history. The world will sing his praises—the mighty name of Xu Tianran, the Great Emperor of the Sun and Moon.

Wait a little longer. It'll be soon.

Die quickly, Father. Your era is over.

Time ticked by in the deathly silence.

Inside the palace, no one spoke.

Only Xu Mu's breathing, like a broken bellows, echoed in the oppressive space.

Xu Tianzhen held her father's hand, tears silently streaming down her face.

Xu Tianran remained seated in his wheelchair, his expression perfectly conveying "sadness."

boom--!!!

Suddenly, the entire Sun and Moon Palace began to tremble violently!

Even deep within the emperor's bedchamber, the people could clearly feel the earth shaking.

Dust fell from the roof, the night lamps swayed violently, and the candlelight was almost extinguished.

"What's going on?!" Xu Tianyuan suddenly stood up, his soul power surging instantly.

Kong Deming remained seated in his chair, merely tilting his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the empty space beside him—

"laugh--"

A pitch-black crack appeared out of thin air, initially no wider than a fingertip, but it rapidly expanded and tore open in the blink of an eye, revealing the deep spatial turbulence within.

Dark golden light spilled out from the crack, and a tall figure stepped out first.

Di Tian put one arm around Huo Yutong's shoulder and slowly walked out of the spatial rift.

The terrifying pressure from the strongest beast in the world was like an invisible mountain, crashing down on the entire palace.

Everyone present held their breath.

Xu Tianran felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his chest, making it difficult to even breathe.

Cold sweat beaded on Xu Tianyuan's forehead, Kong Deming's cane paused slightly, and even Xue Chen, who was like a shadow in the corner, trembled imperceptibly...

Only Xu Mu, lying on the dragon bed, was still breathing heavily, his cloudy eyes turning slightly as he looked at Di Tian.

"Your cultivation, Lord Beast God, is truly profound," Kong Deming said slowly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

He raised his right hand and opened his palm. In his palm was a dark golden dragon scale, the patterns on the scale faintly glowing under the light.

The dragon scales of the Emperor.

Kong Deming glanced at the dragon scale, then clenched his fist and put it back into the soul tool.

Upon witnessing this scene, Xu Tianran's pupils suddenly contracted. There was actually a connection between Elder Kong and Di Tian long ago?!

Di Tian's gaze swept across the entire room, finally landing on Xu Mu on the dragon bed.

"Xu Mu," his voice was deep, "I'm going to make a hole in your palace."

The palace was deathly silent.

"...Please, do as you see fit." Xu Mu's voice was hoarse and weak, yet exceptionally clear.

Di Tian did not say another word.

He closed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out like a tide, instantly sweeping across the entire Sun and Moon Imperial Palace—every palace, every corridor, every dark room, without missing a single one.

locking.

Ye Xishui.

Di Tian's golden vertical pupils snapped open, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the Golden Dragon Spear appeared out of thin air.

He took a few steps forward, walked to the center of the palace, stepped back slightly with one foot, leaned forward, and assumed a standard throwing stance.

Dark golden soul power surged wildly from his body into the spear, causing the Golden Dragon Spear to vibrate and emit a sharp dragon roar—

Gathering strength.

Throw it!

"boom--!!"

The ground beneath their feet cracked and collapsed inch by inch. The Golden Dragon Spear transformed into a golden meteor, carrying a terrifying power that could tear everything apart, and pierced directly through the roof of the entire palace!

"Splash—!!"

Glazed tiles, beams, and stone bricks were reduced to dust under the impact of the spear's beam, and most of the roof was instantly blown away.

Moonlight and starlight poured down through the hole, illuminating every shocked face inside the palace.

The golden dragon spear, undeterred, hurtled straight into the sky above the palace with unstoppable momentum.

That's exactly where Ye Xishui is!

Emperor Tianlong suddenly spread his wings, and with a flap of his wings, he soared into the sky, flying out of the huge hole he had blasted open and disappearing into the night sky.

"Buzz—"

Kong Deming and Xu Tianyuan erected a defensive shield almost simultaneously, firmly protecting the dragon bed and everyone inside.

Gravel and dust fell from above, but were all blocked by the protective shield.

The palace was in complete disarray.

Xu Tianran sat in a wheelchair, his hands gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white.

What on earth is going on?!

Didn't Zhongli Wu confidently declare that the Valley of Love and Destiny could trap Di Tian?!

Didn't he confidently assure us that the secret realm would be enough to hold off the Beast God long enough for the Holy Spirit Cult to complete all their plans?!

And what happened?! Not only was Di Tian not trapped, but he actually stormed straight into the Sun and Moon Imperial Palace?!

Things had completely spiraled out of his control.

Xu Tianran suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Tianzhen standing by the dragon bed.

The girl was still holding Xu Mu's hand, her back view thin and fragile, as if she had been quite frightened by the sudden change.

But as Xu Tianran watched her retreating figure, an unprecedented chill surged through his heart.

No way...

That old geezer... he really will...

Did he prepare something all along? In Xu Tianzhen? In himself? Or... somewhere in this palace?