Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

The murderous aura in the blood pool swirled around him, slowly seeping into his body and repairing his shattered meridians.

He knew that he wouldn't lose again next time.

Next time, he will return to the Spirit Hall with even greater power.

Tian Dou City, Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

The night was as dark as ink, thick clouds obscured the moon, and the entire palace was shrouded in a depressing silence.

Only the imperial study was still lit, its dim light casting dappled shadows through the carved window frames into the courtyard.

The guards stood straight under the eaves, their spears gleaming faintly in the night wind, but each of them still wore a look of lingering fear.

The incident that happened during the day was too horrifying.

Inside the Imperial Study, the atmosphere was even more somber than the night outside.

The Emperor sat behind his dragon throne on a snowy night, his dragon robe unchanged and his crown still in place, like a statue.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were sunken, making him look as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe stood with his hands at his sides beside the dragon table, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, but dared not utter a word of warning.

Several important officials of the Heavenly Dou Empire stood in the hall: the Grand Tutor, the Grand Protector, and the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat. They all bowed their heads and dared not utter a sound.

Also included are Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall; Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo; and Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

Team leaders from various academies were also present: Lei Qianxing from Thunder Academy, Yan Pojun from Blazing Fire Academy, Shui Linglong from Heavenly Water Academy, Feng Wanli from Divine Wind Academy, Dongfang Yun from Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, and Nangong Lie from Star Luo Royal Academy.

Everyone had a different expression on their face.

There was anger, fear, relief, and deep worry.

Some of them are Soul Saints, some are Soul Douluos, and some are Title Douluos; they are all figures standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

But at this moment, they are sitting in the same room, facing the same problem, Tang Hao.

A demon that crawled out of hell.

"Gentlemen."

Emperor Xueye finally spoke, his voice hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"What happened today was due to my oversight. I allowed the thieves to break into the arena, disturbing the competition and also disturbing everyone."

"I am here to apologize to you all."

He stood up, the hem of his dragon robe trailing on the ground, making a rustling sound.

He removed his crown and placed it on the dragon table, then bowed deeply to the crowd, his forehead almost touching his knees.

An uproar erupted in the hall.

This was the first time in the history of Douluo Continent that an emperor had apologized to his subject.

In the hundreds of years since the founding of the Heavenly Dou Empire, no emperor has ever bowed his head to anyone.

But today, the Snow Night Emperor bowed his head.

It wasn't because he was weak, but because he knew that if today's events weren't handled properly, the relationship between the Heaven Dou Empire and the various sects, as well as the Spirit Hall, would suffer irreparable damage.

Lei Qianxing was the first to stand up, quickly walked to Emperor Xueye, and took his arms with both hands.

"Your Majesty is too kind! That villain was incredibly powerful. It is not Your Majesty's fault. Your Majesty is of inestimable strength; how could you do such a thing?"

Yan Pojun also stood up, his voice booming: "Brother Lei is right! That thief even took two moves to defeat the Golden Crocodile Douluo."

"We are but ants before him. Your Majesty need not blame yourself!"

Shui Linglong put down her teacup, stood up, and said softly, "Your Majesty, no one could have predicted what will happen today."

"That thief was too well hidden; even Sword Douluo didn't detect his presence. Your Majesty need not blame yourself too much."

Feng Wanli turned around by the window and nodded.

Dongfang Yun and Nangong Lie exchanged a glance and stood up at the same time. Although they did not speak, their posture said it all.

Emperor Xueye straightened up and slowly swept his gaze over the crowd.

His eyes were slightly red, not from sadness, but from exhaustion.

He had been emperor for thirty years and had never felt so powerless.

"That being said, the competition was interrupted as a result, the students from various academies were frightened, and many were injured. I cannot stand idly by."

He paused, then looked at Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe stepped forward and took out a list from his sleeve.

The list was written on a piece of fine Xuan paper, the handwriting neat and the ink still wet, indicating it had just been drafted.

He took a deep breath and announced loudly, "His Majesty has decreed that, in order to appease the various academies, the Heavenly Dou Empire will provide the following resources—"

His voice echoed in the imperial study, each word clear and powerful.

"Thunder Academy has been awarded twenty thunder-attribute spiritual herbs and ten thunder-attribute crystals."

"Blazing Fire Academy has been awarded twenty fire-attribute spiritual herbs and ten fire-attribute crystals."

"Tianshui Academy has been awarded twenty ice-attribute spiritual herbs and ten ice-attribute crystals."

"Shenfeng Academy has been awarded twenty wind-attribute spiritual herbs and ten wind-attribute crystals."

"The Heavenly Dou Royal Academy has been awarded twenty metallic spiritual herbs and ten metallic crystals."

"Star Luo Royal Academy received twenty dark-attribute spiritual herbs and ten dark-attribute crystals. The other major academies each received five spiritual herbs and five crystals."

He paused, his gaze falling on Ling Feng.

The twelve-year-old boy sat in the Spirit Hall's seat, without saying a word or moving an inch from beginning to end.

His face was expressionless, as if none of this concerned him.

"Spirit Hall Academy—" Xue Qinghe's voice rose a few decibels.

"You have been gifted with a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone and three Dragon Blood Orchids treasured in the Heaven Dou Royal Treasury."

A low murmur of discussion arose in the hall.

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A soul bone that has lasted for ten thousand years! Dragon Blood Orchid!

This is the Heavenly Dou Empire's most treasured possession, and Emperor Xueye actually took it out.

It should be noted that a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone is enough to allow a Soul Saint to break through to Soul Douluo in a short period of time.

The Dragon Blood Orchid is a legendary treasure, said to contain a trace of the bloodline of an ancient dragon, and consuming it can greatly enhance the quality of a dragon-type martial soul.

The Heavenly Dou Imperial Family only had five of these plants in its treasury, and Emperor Xueye gave away three of them in one go.

Yan Pojun's eyes widened, his mouth opened and then closed again.

He wanted to say something, but found himself speechless. Shui Linglong's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, causing ripples to spread across the tea.

Feng Wanli's lips twitched. If his Wind God Winged Dragon Martial Soul could obtain a Dragon Blood Orchid, he might be able to break through to the Title Douluo realm.

Lei Qianxing frowned, calculating how much these resources could improve Thunder Academy.

Dongfang Yun leaned back in his chair, expressionless, but his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, once, once, and again.

Nangong Liehu narrowed his eyes, a complex light flashing in those tiger-like eyes.

Ling Feng stood up and bowed to Emperor Xue Ye.

His movements were unhurried and composed, like those of a grown man who had long held a high position, rather than a twelve-year-old boy.

"Your Majesty's generous gift has deeply moved the Spirit Hall."

His voice was calm and even, as if he were talking about something trivial.

Emperor Xueye looked at him with a complicated expression.

He had seen countless geniuses and countless young and successful Soul Masters, but he had never seen a twelve-year-old child remain so calm in the face of a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Bone and a Dragon Blood Orchid.

This child is more terrifying than he imagined.

"You're too kind, Holy Son."

Emperor Xueye's voice was somewhat hoarse, "If it weren't for the intervention of the Spirit Hall's elders today, Heaven Dou City would probably be a river of blood. This little thing is not worth mentioning."

Ling Feng nodded and sat down again.

His face remained expressionless, but in his heart, he was thinking about something else.

Emperor Xueye took a deep breath, turned around and walked back behind the dragon desk, slowly sitting down.

His movements were slow, as if he were carrying an immense weight.

He picked up the crown and put it back on his head; the dangling beads swayed slightly in the candlelight, making a soft rustling sound.

"Furthermore, I have ordered the drafting of a kill order."

His voice was deep, yet carried an undeniable authority: "From this day forward, Tang Hao is the man in the gray robe, listed as the continent's number one wanted criminal."

"Any Soul Master who can provide information on his whereabouts will be rewarded with 100,000 Soul Coins."

"If you can take his life, the reward will be one million Soul Coins, plus the hereditary Baron title of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Low murmurs rose again in the hall.

One million gold soul coins and a hereditary baronial title—this is the highest bounty offered by the Heaven Dou Empire in recent years.

The last time such a bounty was offered was for a traitorous Soul Master.

This time, the bounty is for a Title Douluo, a Title Douluo at level 96.

However, compared to Tang Hao's strength, this bounty is just for show. How could someone who can kill Tang Hao possibly care about a mere baronial title and a million gold soul coins?

Yu Yuanzhen finally spoke.

His voice was deep and resonant, like muffled thunder, echoing in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, everyone has witnessed Tang Hao's strength."

"A level 96 Title Douluo with eight black and one red spirit rings. Even the Golden Crocodile Douluo needed two moves to defeat him. Ordinary spirit masters who go after him are just throwing their lives away."