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

"Will do."

Sea Breeze City.

The golden-black streak of light appeared on the horizon at dawn.

The fog on the sea had not yet dissipated, the fishing boats at the dock had just set sail, and the breakfast stalls at the city gate had just been set up.

No one noticed the streak of light, nor did anyone notice the black-clad youth who landed in front of the Martial Soul Hall branch in Haifeng City.

The door to the branch hall was open, and the inside was a mess.

Tables and chairs were overturned, candlesticks rolled to the ground, the angel statue on the wall was split in two, and rubble was scattered all over the ground.

Several deacons were cleaning up the mess, their faces still covered in bruises and scabs.

When they saw Ling Feng, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all knelt down on one knee.

"Holy Son".

Ling Feng didn't look at them, but simply asked, "Where are they?"

A deacon looked up and pointed outside the city.

"seaside.

They set up camp on the beach to the north.

Ling Feng turned and walked out of the branch hall.

He walked on the streets of Sea Breeze City, without releasing his soul power or unfolding his Ice and Fire Dragon Wings; he simply walked.

We passed through the city gate, walked along the official road, and crossed that desolate beach.

Tents appeared in the distance, more than thirty gray tents, scattered across the beach in a neat and orderly fashion.

Soul Masters patrolled around the tent, dressed in standard armor from the Sun Moon Continent, carrying soul tools, and with wary eyes.

Ling Feng walked over without hiding or speeding up.

The patrolling Soul Master spotted him and pointed his Soul Guidance Device at him.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

Ling Feng did not stop.

The Soul Master pulled the trigger, and a beam of light shot out from the front of the Soul Guidance Device, heading straight for Ling Feng's face.

Ling Feng raised his right hand and waved it gently. The beam of light was deflected and hit the beach, blasting a crater.

The Soul Master's pupils suddenly contracted. The Soul Master beam he fired was strong enough to penetrate a foot-thick steel plate, but it was deflected with a casual wave of his hand.

A sharp alarm sounded in the camp.

At the same time, the curtains of all the tents were lifted, and three hundred Soul Masters rushed out, wielding Soul Guidance Devices, and surrounded Ling Feng.

Without any orders or commands, their training was excellent, and their movements were perfectly synchronized.

Ling Feng looked at them without saying a word.

Deep within the camp, the curtain of the largest tent was lifted.

A burly middle-aged man stepped out, dressed in golden armor, with a sword at his waist, and a cold expression.

His hair was golden, his eyes were golden, and he was surrounded by the aura of the sun's fire.

Xu Tiangang, the King Protector of the Sun and Moon Continent, a level 94 Title Douluo, whose martial soul is the Sun.

He looked at Ling Feng, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Is the Spirit Hall out of talent? Sending some kid who hasn't even grown a beard yet to die?"

Ling Feng looked at him without saying a word.

Xu Tiangang released his martial spirit, and the phantom of the sun appeared behind him, its entire body golden and radiant.

The pressure of the level 94 Title Douluo was released without reservation, like a mountain pressing down on the beach. The waves were forced back several feet, and the sand on the beach was swirled up by the air currents, forming ripples.

Three hundred Soul Masters retreated simultaneously, their faces filled with awe.

Ling Feng stood still, without moving an inch.

Xu Tiangang's pupils contracted slightly.

His imposing aura had absolutely no effect on the boy?

His brow furrowed.

"who are you?"

Ling Feng spoke.

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Lingfeng of a Thousand Ages."

"He is also your reaper."

Xu Tiangang looked at Ling Feng, a complex emotion flashing in his golden eyes.

He came from the Sun and Moon Continent, bringing with him three hundred of the most elite Soul Masters, the cultivation of a level ninety-four Title Douluo, and the super Martial Soul Sun.

He thought he could do whatever he wanted in Douluo Continent, that the Spirit Hall was nothing special, and that the Spirit Empire was just a paper tiger.

But at this moment, standing in front of this young man, he couldn't even see through the other's true nature.

"Level 95?"

Xu Tiangang's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

Ling Feng looked at him.

"Level 95, the peak."

Chapter 217 Imprisonment

Xu Tiangang was silent for a moment, then smiled.

That smile was cold, with a hint of ferocity.

"So what if you're level 95?"

"I am level ninety-four, and my martial soul is the Sun."

The sun is the source of all things and the most powerful force in the universe.

You, a holy son of the Spirit Hall, dare to challenge me?

Ling Feng looked at Xu Tiangang as if he were looking at a dead man.

He raised his right hand, and the right arm bone of the Crimson Flame Dragon God lit up. Crimson light surged from his arm and condensed into a fire dragon on his fist.

The fire dragon wasn't big, only as thick as an arm, but the heat it emitted distorted the surrounding air, and the sand on the beach began to melt, turning into a glassy substance.

Xu Tiangang's smile froze.

He sensed the power contained within the fire dragon, a terrifying power surpassing level 95, even exceeding levels 96 and 97—power at the level of millions of years.

His body began to tremble, and his heart began to grow cold.

"You... what kind of soul bone is this?"

Ling Feng did not answer.

With one step, he transformed into a black lightning bolt and charged towards Xu Tiangang.

Xu Tiangang reacted quickly, unleashing the full power of his Sun Martial Soul. Golden flames burned around him, transforming into a massive fire shield that blocked his path.

His face was contorted in a grimace, and his teeth were grinding together.

Ling Feng's fist slammed into the fire shield.

The fire dragon burst from the fist and crashed into the fire shield with a deafening roar.

The fire shield shattered, and golden flames scattered in all directions.

Xu Tiangang was sent flying backward, crashing through three tents before finally slamming into a rock. The rock shattered, and so did his golden armor. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he remained embedded in the rubble, motionless.

The entire room fell silent.

Three hundred Soul Masters stood frozen in place, their Soul Guidance Devices raised, but none dared to fire.

In their eyes, Xu Tiangang was invincible. He was a level 94 Title Douluo with the super martial soul Sun. On the Sun Moon Continent, apart from Emperor Xu Tianxing, no one was his match.

But at that moment, he was punched away by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

Ling Feng ignored the Soul Masters and walked towards Xu Tiangang.

His left arm also lit up, and an icy blue light condensed in his palm, transforming into an ice dragon with icy blue eyes and frost all around its body.

He stood in front of Xu Tiangang, with the ice dragon hovering above Xu Tiangang's head, ready to fall at any moment.

"Do you submit?"

Xu Tiangang lay on the ground, covered in blood. His right arm was broken, his left leg was broken, and he had countless broken ribs. Blood kept gushing from his mouth.

He raised his head and looked at Ling Feng, his golden eyes filled with fear and resentment.

"Who...who exactly are you?"

Ling Feng looked at him.

"The Holy Son of the Martial Soul Empire".

Say it again, are you convinced?

Xu Tiangang remained silent.

The ice dragon landed, but didn't hit him; it just hovered in front of him.

The icy blue frost drifted past his eyes, making his teeth chatter and making it difficult to breathe. The sweat on his forehead instantly froze into ice crystals.

"Clothes."

Xu Tiangang's voice was very soft, but Ling Feng heard it.

He put away the ice dragon, turned around, and walked towards the three hundred soul masters.

All three hundred Soul Masters took a step back in unison.