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

The ghost stood silently in the shadows, but the temperature around it seemed to have dropped to freezing.

Ling Feng stood behind Qian Gu Xiao Ye, his seven soul rings slowly pulsating, four black and three red.

His gaze fell on the secret report, on the sentence "Bishop Liu Yan's sternum is shattered and he is unconscious," and his fingers tightened slightly.

Qian Renxue and Jin Chen stood quietly on either side of each other, but their martial spirits were humming within them, as if they had sensed something.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

When Qian Gu Xiao Ye spoke, his voice was deep and resonant, like muffled thunder.

"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex must give an explanation regarding the matter of Dragon Ridge Town."

The blood debts of sixty years ago should also be settled.

Qian Xunji looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly nodded.

He stood up, walked down the steps, stood in the center of the hall, and his gaze swept over everyone.

"Issue my order—First Legion of Angels, assemble!"

Ten thousand Soul Masters followed Elder Qian Gu on his expedition.

The hall trembled.

The First Angel Legion, the most elite legion of the Spirit Hall, is stationed at the Angel Fortress north of Spirit City. It comprises ten battalions, each with a thousand men, all of whom are Soul Masters, with the lowest cultivation level being Great Soul Master, and the battalion commanders being Soul Saints or above.

This legion has never deployed its full strength since its inception.

Today is the first time.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye knelt on one knee and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Your subordinate obeys."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei both knelt on one knee at the same time.

"Your subordinate obeys."

Ling Feng stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Your subordinate is willing to accompany Father."

Qian Xunji looked at him and nodded.

"Be careful."

The news spread throughout Wuhun City, and the entire city was in an uproar.

The rallying horns of the First Angel Legion sounded at the Angel Fortress, long and deep, like the roar of an ancient behemoth.

Ten thousand Soul Masters rushed out of their respective barracks, clad in armor and armed with weapons, and lined up in formation on the parade ground.

The dark blue military uniforms, with an angel and dragon intertwined emblem embroidered on the chest, were surrounded by a forest of spears, their cold gleam like snow.

Ten brigades, ten square formations, completely silent.

Zhao Tiezhu stood at the front of the first brigade, the martial spirit of the Iron-Spine Wolf roaring within him, his eyes shining with astonishing light.

Liu Ruyan stood behind him, with a firebird leaping on her shoulder, her red dress as fiery as fire.

Shen Han's face was cold, and the chilling aura of the Ice Wolf Martial Soul condensed into frost around him.

Sun Fang and Sun Fei walked hand in hand, with vines spreading from beneath their feet.

Han Qing's figure blended into the shadows, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Zhou Tai's Thunder Leopard Martial Soul crackled and popped.

Jin Chen stood beside Ling Feng, the phantom of the Golden Dragon Crocodile appearing behind him. He grinned, his smile filled with excitement.

"Boss, ten thousand men are enough to flatten the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Ling Feng shook his head and remained silent.

His gaze passed over the city walls, over the distant mountains, and landed in the direction of Dragon Ridge Mountain.

There lies the blood debt of sixty years ago, and the new hatred of today.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye rode a tall horse and walked at the very front of the procession.

The Panlong Staff was slung diagonally behind him, and the nine spirit rings pulsed up and down, with the 100,000-year-old red spirit rings gleaming in the sunlight.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei rode side by side, one on the left and one on the right.

Behind him, ten thousand Soul Masters marched out in formation, their steps perfectly synchronized, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

The people of Wuhun City stood on both sides of the street, watching the army depart.

No one spoke; only the flags fluttered in the wind.

They knew what this army was going to do.

They also knew that this army would definitely return.

Further away, a golden figure silently followed behind the group, unnoticed by anyone.

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked with his hands behind his back, his pace unhurried, but each step he took covered a distance of dozens of feet.

He looked at the team ahead, at that young figure, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Little Feng, this time, let me see just how strong you really are."

He murmured to himself, his figure disappearing into the wind.

Dragon Ridge Mountain, home to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Yu Luomian sat in the main seat of the council hall, holding a glass of wine in his hand, a smug smile on his lips.

He was burly, with a face full of fleshy muscles, and his triangular eyes were full of ferocity.

He's a level 89 Soul Douluo, just one step away from becoming a Title Douluo. He's been stuck on that half-step for twenty years, but he's not in a hurry.

He is rich, powerful, and has a sect backing him up.

What is the Spirit Hall?

So what if a cardinal from a branch chapel shattered his sternum with a single blow?

"Elder, what about the Spirit Hall..."

An elder spoke cautiously.

Yu Luomian downed a cup of wine and gave a cold laugh.

"The Spirit Hall? Do they dare to come? This is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex territory, not a place for them to run wild."

Before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

A disciple stumbled in, his face pale.

"Elder! No, this is terrible! The Spirit Hall people are here! So many! They're everywhere!"

Yu Luomian's smile froze.

He suddenly stood up, smashing his wine glass on the floor.

"how many people?"

The disciple trembled.

"One, ten thousand...at least ten thousand..."

The council chamber was deathly silent.

Yu Luomian's expression changed. He turned to look at the empty chair in the main seat—Yu Yuanzhen had gone out to visit friends three days ago and was not in the sect.

His fingers began to tremble.

"What's the panic!"

He roared.

"We have a protective mountain formation and a foundation built over hundreds of years, what are we afraid of! Pass down the order, everyone prepare for battle!"

No one moved.

Everyone stared at him, their eyes filled with fear.

They were not afraid of the Spirit Hall, but they were afraid of those ten thousand spirit masters.

Ten thousand people are enough to turn Dragon Ridge Mountain upside down.

Yu Luomian gritted her teeth and strode out of the council hall.

He stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at the dark army formation below, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Platinum-gold military uniforms, banners of angels and dragons, ten thousand soul masters in ten formations, like a torrent of steel, slowly advancing towards the mountain gate.

At the very front, three tall horses rode side by side.

A thousand years of valiant nights, moonlit passes, ghosts and demons.

Three titled Douluo.

Yu Luomian's legs felt a little weak.

He was only level 89, not even a Title Douluo.

He suddenly recalled the pleasure he felt three days ago when he shattered the cardinal's sternum with a single blow; that pleasure had now turned into fear.

Qian Gu Xiaoye reined in his horse and looked up at the jade crown on the mountain gate.

His gaze was calm, so calm that it made Yu Luomian feel uneasy.

"Jade Crown".

When Qian Gu Xiao Ye spoke, his voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"You monopolized low-priced salt, destroyed a kindergarten, and seriously injured my Spirit Hall Cardinal."

"Those three crimes combined, according to the rules of the Spirit Hall, warrant execution."

Yu Luomian's face turned ashen as she gritted her teeth.

"Qian Gu Xiao Ye, don't try to intimidate me with the laws of the Spirit Hall! This is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, not your Spirit City!"

Qian Gu Xiao Ye remained silent.