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

"Much better than before."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"They can defeat the God of Asura?"

Ling Feng didn't answer, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "I don't know."

But I want to give it a try.

A ripple spread across the surface of the Lake of Life, and Gu Yuena rose from the lake, her long silver hair gleaming with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

She stared at Ling Feng, her gaze lingering on him for a long time.

"How much of the Dragon God's power have you absorbed?"

Ling Feng looked at her.

"half."

Gu Yuena remained silent for a moment.

"Half is enough."

Ling Feng turned around and looked at the distant sky.

That's the direction of the divine realm, the direction of the Asura God Realm.

His gaze pierced through layers of clouds and landed on that unseen, blood-red realm.

Gu Yuena didn't stop them. She watched the two figures disappear at the edge of the forest before sinking into the lake, whereupon the water returned to calm.

Chapter 286 Victory

It was already late at night when Ling Feng and Qian Renxue returned to Wuhun Capital.

The lights in the offering hall were still on, and Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat with a pot of tea in front of him.

The tea had gone cold, but he didn't replace it.

He heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Ling Feng and Qian Renxue standing side by side at the door. Their injuries had mostly healed, and their auras were more solid than before they left.

Qiandaoliu put down his teacup.

"It's done?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ok.

It's done.

Qian Daoliu didn't ask any further questions.

When are you leaving?

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment.

"tomorrow."

Qian Renxue stood beside him without refuting.

She grasped Ling Feng's hand tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, she would never be able to hold it again.

The next morning, before dawn, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue stood in the square in front of the Hall of Offerings.

Jin Chen also arrived, carrying the Trident of Poseidon. Instead of grinning as usual, he stood at a distance watching them.

Ning Rongrong also arrived, standing beside Jin Chen, clutching the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand, her little face tense.

Dugu Yan, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, and Zhu Zhuqing also arrived and stood at the edge of the square, but no one spoke.

Ling Feng turned around, looked at them, his gaze sweeping across each of their faces, and then he spoke.

"Wait for me to come back."

He didn't say anything more, just these four words.

He turned around, grasped Qian Renxue's hand, and two golden beams of light shot into the sky, disappearing into the morning light.

The realm of gods, the realm of destruction.

The God of Destruction stood at the edge of the palace, hands behind his back, watching the two streaks of light flying in from the lower realm.

The goddess of life stood beside him, her long green hair fluttering in the wind, her gaze fixed on the shimmering light.

Are you sure they can win?

The God of Destruction remained silent for a moment.

"uncertain.

But they won, which is good for the divine realm.

The goddess of life did not ask any further questions.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue passed through the barrier of the divine realm and landed on the edge of the destroyed divine domain.

The God of Destruction did not come out to greet them, but his voice came from the palace, deep and calm: "The Asura God Realm is ready."

Go for it. "

The Asura God Realm was still shrouded in blood-red clouds, which churned and lightning flashed, making it even more violent than when Ling Feng first arrived.

He landed at the edge of the Asura God Realm, released Qian Renxue's hand, and then stepped forward.

Qian Renxue followed behind him, the Holy Sword in her hand, and the phantom of a twelve-winged angel appeared behind her, its golden light illuminating the surrounding blood-red clouds.

The Asura God stood before the palace, hands behind his back, his long crimson hair flying in the wind, his blood-red eyes looking at them.

"You've come here to die again?"

Ling Feng did not answer.

He released his martial spirit, and a holy dragon appeared behind him. Golden light illuminated the entire Asura God Realm, and the figure of the Asura God was reflected in the dragon's eyes.

The Asura God's pupils contracted slightly.

"The power of the Dragon God?"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice.

Ling Feng looked at him.

"yes.

The power of the Dragon God.

The Asura God remained silent for a moment.

"interesting."

He raised his blood-red longsword. "Then let me see just how far you can unleash the power of the Dragon God."

Ling Feng moved.

His speed was incredibly fast. Almost the instant he moved, he appeared in front of the Asura God, his Dragon Staff sweeping out horizontally with golden light, striking the Asura God's waist.

The Asura God raised his sword to parry, and the Dragon Coil Staff collided with the blood-red longsword, producing a deafening roar.

The Asura God took half a step back, and Ling Feng took half a step back as well.

The two looked at each other at the same time, their gazes clashing in mid-air.

Qian Renxue cut in from the side, her holy sword piercing towards the Asura God's ribs like a meteor.

The Asura God dodged to the side, and with a swing of his blood-red longsword, a blood-red sword aura slashed towards Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue raised her sword to block, but was knocked back several steps by the sword energy, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Ling Feng didn't stop; he rushed forward again.

This time, golden dragon flames condensed on his dragon-coiled staff, flowing across the staff as if it were alive.

He swung his staff down, and the Asura God raised his sword to meet it.

The Panlong Staff clashed with the blood-red longsword once more, causing the entire Asura God Realm to tremble.

On Ling Feng's coiled dragon staff, golden dragon flames and blood-red sword light intertwined.

He felt the Panlong Staff vibrating slightly, as if something was responding to him.

His martial spirit, the Holy Dragon, roared to the sky behind him, golden light surging from its body and pouring into Ling Feng's body.

His power is surging, reaching the peak of level 100, and beyond.

He swung the Dragon Staff again, this time with all his might. The staff was imbued with golden dragon flames and lightning, and he smashed it toward the head of the Asura God.

The Asura God raised his sword to parry, and the blood-red longsword hummed loudly from the impact.

He took five steps back, but Ling Feng remained unmoved.

A hint of shock flashed in the eyes of the Asura God.

"you……"

Ling Feng looked at him.

"I told you, I would beat you."

Qian Renxue attacked from the side again, her holy sword slashing down, the golden sword light like a bolt of lightning, aimed at the waist of the Asura God.

The Asura God dodged to the side, but Qian Renxue's sword light still grazed his robe, leaving a scorch mark.

Ling Feng gave the Asura God no chance to catch his breath. He charged forward again, his Dragon-Panding Staff raining down on the Asura God like a storm.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time. When Ling Feng's Panlong Staff struck the Asura God again, a crack appeared on the Asura God's blood-red longsword.

The crack was small, but Ling Feng saw it.

He slammed it down again, and the cracks grew even bigger.

The third time, the crack spread to the middle of the sword.

The moment the fourth blow landed, the blood-red longsword shattered completely, its fragments scattering and falling into the void like shattered stars.

The Asura God looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand and remained silent for a moment.