Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

The Holy Spirit Cult was officially established as the state religion of the Sun Moon Empire once again, and the three upper sects, led by Haotian Douluo Tang Wutong, were incorporated into it, with Judgement Changtian Lu Douluo Cain as its leader.

The Body Sect was granted the title of the Sun Moon Guardian Sect, with Long Aotian, the direct disciple of the previous Body Douluo, serving as the acting sect leader; the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was renamed the Sun Moon Empire National Soul Master University, with Moon God Douluo Zhang Lexuan serving as the dean of the Soul Guidance Department, Martial Soul Department, and the Shrek Evil Soul Department, with Chief Researcher Xiao Hongchen and Second Researcher Meng Hongchen in turn serving as candidates.

Xiao Hongchen wasn't too concerned about that; he was more worried about how to avoid being tortured too badly by Long Aotian and losing his title as the second genius of the Sun Moon Empire...

Three months later, on the Douluo Continent, from the Four-Leaf Sand Sea City in the east to the Demon Forest in the west, from the eternally frozen land in the north to the vast South Pole Sea, all remaining resistance forces were completely wiped out.

The Holy Spirit Cult expanded rapidly. The Holy Emperor Kong Tianxu toured various parts of the continent, erecting 36,000 Holy Spirit Enlightenment Steles in various places of asceticism and in cities where people gathered and dispersed. These steles provided free awakening of martial spirits for all children of the appropriate age, and a special keeper recorded the awakening status.

At the same time, once an evil martial soul or related signs are discovered, simply pressing your hand lightly on the stone tablet will completely purify the evil martial soul. If you do not wish to do so, you can go to Shrek Academy's Evil Soul Department to study your martial soul in depth.

Since the existence of Soul Masters, the great evil of evil spirits has existed for ten thousand years, but it has been eliminated in one day.

From then on, the world was at peace.

It is worth mentioning that Jing Hongchen, the former city lord of Shrek City and now the city lord of Tianzheng City, was demoted to the former site of Shrek Academy and now the Tianzheng Junior Soul Master Academy because the Holy Emperor Kong Tianxu found him drinking during his work hours. He is in charge of... the toilets and canteen.

However, apart from him, everywhere else was peaceful and thriving.

The newly built roads are bustling with pedestrians, the newly opened shops are thriving, and the newly established schools are filled with the sound of students reciting their lessons. Cities once destroyed by war are being rebuilt, relationships once torn apart by hatred are being repaired, and souls once struggling in darkness are moving towards the light.

However, while the light of the sun and moon was spreading across the continent at an astonishing speed, in some naturally shady corners, there were always some rats that couldn't stand the light scurrying about.

……

Xingluo City, beneath the Altar of Heaven.

Among the countless onlookers who came to observe, an elderly woman with a full head of white hair burst into tears.

Beside her, a thin man with unusually dim eyes pushed a grilled fish stall, looking around nervously, as if he wanted to pull her away but didn't dare.

A faded little flag was stuck on the stall, with the words "Old Brand Grilled Fish" crookedly written on it.

"Dong'er, the two seniors, Niu Tian and Titan, are too conspicuous here. Let's keep our distance and pay our respects from a distance."

Wang Dong'er suddenly turned around.

Seeing the wrinkles on the face and the resentment in the eyes of the girl who was barely twenty, Huo Yuhao was speechless for a moment.

……

On the edge of the continent, there is a little-known seaside pier.

Soldiers in various attire numbly and wearily carried goods in their hands. Food, weapons, soul tool parts, books, medicine, and so on—hundreds of ships of different sizes were slowly leaving their moorings. The ships were drafted deep, clearly carrying large quantities of similar supplies.

Several figures stood at the forefront of the dock, all looking weathered and worn.

Xu Sanshi was dressed in the magnificent robes of a prince from the old Douling Empire, holding a long sword with the scabbard engraved with the swan spirit flower, a symbol of the Douling Empire.

Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger wore an old crown on his head, his eyes were sunken, but his gaze was still as sharp as an eagle's.

Behind him, the one-armed Dai Yueheng and a pale-faced young man had a mixture of confusion and immense excitement in their eyes.

Their hands clasped together as they drew their swords at the same time.

"In the name of the Fighting Spirits."

"In the name of the stars."

"We will be back!"

The pioneers' passion and the trials of blood and fire filled their hearts with a hopeful hatred for the unknown continent beyond the sea.

The sea breeze ruffled their clothes, making the faded flags flutter loudly. The sails billowed in the wind, and the ship began to move slowly, heading towards the vast ocean.

The land behind us is receding into the distance, while the sky ahead is unfolding.

If they cannot stay in their homeland, then they will sail overseas. As the spiritual inheritors of Douling, the Star Luo Royal Family, and Shrek Academy, they will carry their past glory to new lands, gather strength, and make a comeback!

Chapter 412 The Holy Emperor Sleeps

Six months later, in the Ming capital of the Sun and Moon Empire.

A blanket of white snow.

It was already the hour of Hai (9-11 PM). Although the sun had set and the chill of the first snow was slowly becoming more invigorating, Mingdu was still a bustling city, brightly lit and bustling.

It was a day when the whole city was celebrating the 100th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Young people gathered in twos and threes, enjoying the grand occasion with friends or lovers on the streets under the fireworks. They selected a wide variety of delicacies at the night market and temple fair, played various games commonly seen at festivals, and admired the magnificent fireworks that bloomed in the night sky.

Of course, while some choose to travel, others choose to stay at home. For example, Bebe, a member of the famous "Forest Knights" in the Holy Spirit Cult, is currently alone in his room, listening to the sound of fireworks exploding in the distance, his hands focused on weaving a warm scarf in front of him, gazing towards the direction of the palace, his heart filled with longing.

"I wonder what Xiaoya is doing now. I haven't seen her in so long. Is she going to see the fireworks ceremony with her friends, or is she busy with the snow contingency plan? I also wonder what she thinks of the scarf I made for her. Qiuqiu accepted it for me, but she hasn't replied since..."

At this moment, Tang Ya was neither at the fireworks ceremony nor busy with the snow contingency plan. Instead, she was doing something that was even more captivating than watching Bei Bei wear a scarf.

Inside the newly renovated, antique-style palace, a thrilling and exciting scene was unfolding, stirring up a sense of intense battle.

"Hmph, you bitch, you're not worthy of being Tianxu's opponent. Leave her to me."

Before the figure who had spoken earlier could get close, another beautiful woman, almost identical to him, used her two top abdominal muscles to control one of Kong Tianxu's arms. Her long golden hair was scattered, and a plant-like fragrance accompanied her sneak attack.

"Let's all come at him together, Tianxu is a tough opponent."

Such a straightforward challenge, coupled with the strikingly beautiful women on both sides who looked almost identical, made their identities self-evident. The first to speak was naturally Tang Wutong; since being subdued by Kong Tianxu, it was as if she had opened the door to a new world.

This masked ball was originally a game where Kong Tianxu would identify the masked characters through martial arts. However, this little glutton couldn't resist the urge to reveal his identity right away, hoping to get Kong Tianxu's guidance to alleviate his loneliness in finding a worthy opponent in martial arts.

This chapter has endured hardships and reached its zenith, but alas, its original essence has been lost, leaving only a withered form. Fortunately, the vitality of the Great Dao is not extinguished, and a remnant soul escaped the secrets of heaven, being reborn as the 100,000-year-old Vine Xun Penguin Emperor, obtaining the secret techniques and secret formulas numbered 1028775485. Entering this path will grant you my true teachings.

After imprinting it on the soul, there is a second seal. Remember the key: ZHOUSUIJIUBANG

It could be a secret code of heaven; deciphering it would grant one ascension to godhood.

The sky, which had been perfectly clear just moments before, suddenly darkened. A thunderous roar echoed high in the sky, and in that instant, the sunlight was completely obscured by darkness. An immense, suffocating pressure descended from the heavens. A blurry figure emerged behind the Azure Sky Douluo Kong Tianxu, and an aged voice, carrying an indescribable majesty, resounded, "Holding the sun and moon in my hands and plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world. I never thought that a wisp of my remnant soul would still remain. Hahahaha!"

Chapter 413 The Lament of Hyotei

The sacred dragon stopped moving, feeling three extremely intense gazes directed at it from behind.

When the dragon turned its head, it startled a thousand piles of snow.

Deep within the veil, three figures drew the attention of the sacred dragon.

A pair of pointed ears, partially concealed by her jet-black hair parted to the side and slightly bowed head, appeared as if her martial soul was partially possessed. Her sky-blue eyes sparkled with a captivating rhythm, and beneath her fair skin and delicate, jade-like nose, her bright red lips curved into a bewitching smile.

She wore a short, open-chested, bodycon dress with velvet shoulders. Her body, wrapped in tight black fabric, accentuated her long, sculpted arms and deep, full, fair skin, creating a stunningly alluring figure.

Her long, slender legs, swaying lightly, were adorned with black lace-trimmed over-the-knee stockings and black leather high boots, which accentuated her cool and aloof demeanor while also perfectly showcasing her alluring and seductive charm.

She clearly enjoyed being the focus of the sacred dragon's attention. With a flick of her long, dark red finger, the two powerful beings' mental wills experienced an extremely intense "collision."

Behind her were two figures of warm, luminous white. One was clad in a majestic imperial robe, her back slit wide, the rest of her body radiating a dignified and awe-inspiring presence, like the sun itself. A faint smile played on her lips, and in the warm light, she appeared like a tiny, completely transparent sun, almost melting into that warm glow. The other, however, was completely covered, revealing nothing, except that her overly tight silk armor outlined a full moon's curve at the midsection.

By this point in the masquerade ball, the thin layer of masks had long lost its original meaning.

The Holy Dragon and its adversary are intimately familiar with each other, knowing each other inside and out. Even a mere outline is enough for the Holy Dragon to discover many clues, let alone such a bold and explicit provocation.

Hmph, little Cain, little naiveté, little Lexuan.

The next moment, the holy dragon arrived with intense wind pressure!

Logically speaking, since the defenses set up by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King had been breached, no matter how strong their willpower was, they were already on the verge of defeat in the face of the Dragon's Fifth Claw, which naturally had an absolute advantage over them.

They could all imagine their eventual fate: to be defeated one by one by the holy dragon, and then to be destroyed like broken toys until their Dao hearts were shattered.

But the next moment, everything started to go wrong.

Her delicate face lacked the arrogance of the Snow Empress, but possessed a cold and aloof beauty. On each side of her captivatingly fair face were four emerald green magic patterns. Her long, dark green hair was disheveled with Cain's movements, but her skin was as white as snow, with a translucent texture. Beneath her skin, a faint emerald light flowed, and her breath turned into mist, dazzling and mesmerizing.

Equally cold and proud, but not the Snow Empress, but the Ancestor of Ice, the Ice Emperor Scorpion.

She and the Snow Emperor were one body with two souls, so she naturally came with the Snow Emperor. However, just as the battle was about to begin, the Snow Emperor suddenly lowered her divine consciousness and used the power of the Ten Thousand Years of Profound Ice Marrow to repair and condense a body for her that was no different from her former self, leaving her alone here to face this unprecedented enemy.

Just as the Ice Emperor Scorpion was about to unleash its ultimate Ice Soul Power, a deadly toxin, carrying an aura capable of annihilating humanity, surged into its mind.

Ice Jade Scorpion raised its head, seemingly looking down at the sacred dragon with disdain.

The sacred dragon had seen far too many of those final glances from a defeated opponent.

Fear, anger, and shame at having their secrets exposed to a foreign race.

"What? You're so proactive now. You really are..."

"Shut up. You bastard. AH! Kill me. AH! Kill me now. W-why did you stop? Keep going!"

"If you want to die, then do it yourself."

The Heavenly Douluo laughed in an extremely wicked manner.

This chapter has endured many hardships, but unfortunately, it has lost its original source and is left with only a withered form. Fortunately, the Great Dao has not been extinguished, and a sliver of its remnant soul escaped the secrets of heaven and was reborn as the million-year-old Teng Xun Penguin Emperor. It obtained the technique number 1028775485, and by entering it, one can obtain my true teachings.

After it is imprinted on the soul, there is a second seal. Remember the key: SHANGLOWANG

It may be the secret code of the heavens; deciphering it will grant one ascension to immortality.

Chapter 414 Rouge, Angels, and the Inheritance of Divine Positions

"Da, da, da..."

The three-inch-high golden boots landed on the golden sandalwood palace bricks, and the hem of the golden long dress fluttered slightly, revealing a few glimpses of the dazzling white base color. At this moment, Ye Guyi, the archangel of the Holy Spirit Church and captain of the palace guard, was carrying a set of celestial silk scarves and pure snow mountain water, walking in the wide corridor leading directly to the Holy Emperor's bedroom.

Where her golden boots trod, the palace bricks gleamed like mirrors, clearly reflecting her slender and graceful figure.

Her back was ramrod straight, her long golden hair was tied into a neat ponytail at the back of her head, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were slightly damp with sweat, sticking to her fair skin.

Despite the heavy guard outside the palace and the constant cleaning by palace maids, Ye Guyi still felt a faint aura surging from the depths of the palace, or perhaps from the bottom of her mind, deeply stirring the restless restlessness deep within her bones.

Observe etiquette, observe etiquette, that's not something I should overstep, don't think about it, don't think about it...

Ye Guyi tried her best to repeat these admonitions that she had used countless times to calm her mind, but this time even this method seemed to be ineffective. The aura coming from behind the curtain of the Holy Palace was several times stronger than ever before, and the duration was terrifyingly long.

I don't know how long it will take me to clean up this time, or how many times I will be unable to resist... after everyone has left, in that kind of environment.

Upon thinking of this, Ye Guyi's originally divine and beautiful face suddenly showed a hint of resentment that was completely out of place for her status and age.

This is understandable. As one of the close associates of Kong Tianxu who followed Tang Ya from the beginning, and as Kong Tianxu's personal bodyguard captain, it was only natural for her to help Kong Tianxu clean up the mess. She didn't trust others to help with this matter and always insisted on doing it herself.

However, Douluo people are precocious under the catalysis of martial soul power, and Ye Guyi is a mature girl in her prime. Every time she faces the mess left behind by Tianxu's battle, she can hardly help but tremble. Her sacred heart, belonging to an angel, can only be barely calmed after a lot of interrogation.

Especially with her good friends Tang Ya and Nan Qiuqiu changing their identities one after another, how could Ye Guyi not be moved?

Suffering both physically and mentally, she spent long nights listening to soft singing and empty words, trying to cope with the emptiness. Over time, a lingering sense of melancholy lingered between her brows.