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

They dare not touch me.

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment.

"Bring a thousand men."

Qian Renxue shook her head.

"A thousand people is too many; it makes us look guilty."

One hundred people are enough.

Qian Daoliu nodded.

"it is good."

After the meeting, Ling Feng did not return to his room, but went to a secret room in the basement of the offering hall.

The secret chamber was small, only about ten feet square, with defensive runes carved all over the walls. In the center was a stone bed with a little boy sitting on it.

Wang San, six years old, is thin and pale, with bright black eyes.

He hugged his knees, head down, lost in thought.

Ling Feng stood at the door, looking at him for a long time.

"Wang San."

Ling Feng spoke.

Wang San raised his head and looked at Ling Feng. There was a hint of fear, a hint of curiosity, and a hint of confusion in his bright black eyes.

"Your Holiness."

Ling Feng walked up to him, squatted down, and looked him in the eye.

"Do you know that you are a very important person?"

Wang San shook his head.

"do not know."

Ling Feng looked at him.

Someone wants to take you away.

A lot of people.

They will kill many people, many will die, and they will fight a great war for you.

Wang San lowered his head.

"why?"

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment.

"Because there is another soul inside you."

That soul does not belong to this world; it comes from a very, very far place, carrying much knowledge and power that does not belong to this world.

Once that soul awakens, you will become a very powerful person.

So powerful that it can change the world.

Wang San raised his head and looked at Ling Feng.

I don't want to change the world.

I just want to be with my mother.

Ling Feng looked at him; there was no ambition, no desire in his bright black eyes, only simplicity.

"You will."

He stood up and walked out of the secret room.

The weather was fine the day Qian Renxue left Wuhun Capital.

Sunlight streamed onto the city walls, and golden banners bearing angels and dragons fluttered in the wind.

She was dressed in a white outfit, with a holy sword hanging at her waist, and her long golden hair tied in a ponytail, with nine spirit rings moving up and down.

Behind him followed a hundred Soul Masters, all of whom were at least Soul King level, wearing the standard armor of the Spirit Empire, riding tall horses, with long swords at their waists and spears in their hands.

The ranks were orderly, their steps were synchronized, and they exuded a murderous aura.

The Heavenly Dou Empire, Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xueye sat behind his dragon desk, holding the official document handed to him by Qian Renxue, his fingers trembling slightly.

The patronage was written on a piece of golden paper, with only a few lines: "Martial Soul Empire, Unified Under Heaven."

Those who obey prosper, those who oppose perish.

The Heavenly Dou Empire must submit within one month, or else its army will be at the gates.

The Emperor put down the imperial edict and looked at Qian Renxue.

She stood in the center of the hall, dressed in white, with a holy sword in her hand, her nine spirit rings pulsating up and down, releasing the pressure of a level 94 Title Douluo without reservation.

The civil and military officials of the Heaven Dou Empire stood on both sides, and no one spoke.

They dare not.

A level 94 Title Douluo, Empress of the Spirit Empire, and successor of the Angel God.

What can they use to fight back?

"Your Majesty the Empress."

The Snow Night Emperor's voice was hoarse, "The Heavenly Dou Empire has been established for hundreds of years. It is thanks to the painstaking efforts of successive emperors that we have the foundation we have today."

I cannot…

Qian Renxue interrupted him.

"You don't want to submit?"

Emperor Xueye remained silent.

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"The Sun and Moon Continent is coming."

Seven years, at most seven years.

They are level 95 titled Douluo, level 94 titled Douluo, an army of hundreds of thousands of Soul Masters, and advanced Soul Guidance Devices.

The Martial Soul Empire can stop them, but you can't.

The Heavenly Dou Empire is like an ant compared to the Sun and Moon Continent.

The Martial Soul Empire's goal of unifying the continent is not for power, but for concentrating strength, for fighting, and for survival.

Emperor Xueye stared at her for a long time.

"I need time to consider."

Qian Renxue nodded.

"One month."

I will need your reply in a month.

The Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.

Dai Tianfeng sat on the dragon throne, holding Qian Renxue's letter of state in his hand.

His face looked terrible, not from fear, but from anger.

The Star Luo Empire has existed for hundreds of years and has never bowed its head to anyone.

No matter how strong the Martial Soul Empire is, it cannot make him kneel.

"Your Majesty the Empress."

Dai Tianfeng's voice was cold, "The Star Luo Empire will not submit."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"you sure?"

Dai Tianfeng looked at her.

"determine."

Qian Renxue nodded.

"it is good."

She turned and walked out of the main hall.

As Dai Tianfeng watched her retreating figure, a sense of foreboding welled up within him, but he did not call out to her.

When Qian Renxue returned to Wuhun Capital, Ling Feng was waiting for her in the Hall of Worship.

His injuries have almost healed, and his soul power has returned to the peak of level 95.

He sat in a chair, the dragon-patterned staff lying across his lap, his eyes closed, as if he were thinking about something.

"What did Tian Dou say?"

Ling Feng opened his eyes.

Qian Renxue sat beside him.

"Xueye said he needed time to consider it."

One month.

Ling Feng nodded.

"Where is Xingluo?"

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment.

"Dai Tianfeng refused to submit."

Ling Feng frowned slightly.