Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Dong'er, Dong'er...

Reduce the sauce. Apply the dipping sauce one last time. The aroma of caramelized sugar rises and fills the morning air, attracting several children who have been watching to gather around and sniff the air.

Huo Yuhao looked at the three grilled fish in his hand, his hands trembling, and took out the one with the least pinkish flesh.

"My esteemed guest, please have some."

It seems they ultimately didn't have the guts.

Kong Tingxi smiled and accepted the food, but didn't eat it. She nodded to Huo Yuhao, said "Thank you for your hard work," and then led Xiao Tingxie forward.

The cheers of the crowd faded away, leaving only confetti scattered on the ground and a faint smell of burning.

Huo Yuhao stood there blankly, watching the canopy recede into the distance. He slowly squatted down and began mechanically tidying up the shop.

He moved quickly, almost frantically, stuffing the pots and pans still covered in fish scales into his carrying pole, even chipping a corner of the paint off his most prized possession, the grill rack for grilling fish.

Shouldering the load and with his head down, Huo Yuhao quickly slipped into the nearest alley.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the main street, he casually leaned his things against the corner of the wall and gasped for breath against the mottled wall.

Just then, a pair of strong arms lifted him up and slammed him against the wall, the back of his head hitting the rough bricks with a dull thud.

"How did it go, junior brother?"

Xu Sanshi's face was inches away. On that skin-and-bones face, in those bloodshot eyes, burned a frantic anticipation.

Looking into Xu Sanshi's hopeful eyes, Huo Yuhao felt as if something inside his chest had suddenly shattered. All the grievances, fears, guilt, and resentment that had been weighing on his heart for nine years burst forth at this moment.

He suddenly broke down, tears streaming down his face.

"Third Senior Brother... I'm afraid... I dare not..."

"Useless trash!" Xu Sanshi grabbed his collar, his voice low, but his eyes were bloodshot, and black soul power surged uncontrollably, forming a furious bluish-black ring around his palm. "Kong Tianxu killed so many of our relatives and classmates, and you don't even dare to kill a few women?"

Huo Yuhao was being grabbed by the collar, his head drooping limply to one side, tears still streaming down his face. He wanted to say something, but only a series of choked sobs escaped his throat.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the alley entrance.

A soldier dressed in old-style Douling military uniform ran up quickly, knelt on one knee in front of Xu Sanshi, and reported in a low voice:

"The White Tiger King's men have already begun their mission. Those others shouldn't be back for a while, Your Majesty, we..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Sanshi's rage subsided slightly. Seeing Huo Yuhao's appearance, as if he had been tortured by life, a deep disgust flashed in his eyes.

He loosened Huo Yuhao's collar, letting him slide to the ground like a lump of mud, curling up in the corner and trembling.

A fur cloak made of deep-sea turtle skin billowed behind Xu Sanshi, carrying a chilling, fishy smell.

"Let's go!" He didn't look at Huo Yuhao again.

I'll be away on business this month, so updates will be very unreliable.

As the title suggests, I just arrived at the hotel. The book is also in its final stages, so I'll slow down a bit to polish it up. I have a meeting soon, so I won't be writing tonight.

Chapter 419 Silver Dragon King: On the day I return to this world, all traitors shall die!

South of Shrek City, in the Star Guardian Forest.

From the air, the royal convoy resembled a golden river, winding its way across the secluded plains. Hundreds of silver-armored guards flanked it, their steps perfectly synchronized, the runes on their soul-guided armor gleaming coldly in the midday sun.

In the middle of the convoy, a huge and luxurious imperial carriage moved smoothly along the smooth road without swaying at all. With golden nanmu wood as its frame and silkworm silk as its curtain, it was made of the finest materials, making one wonder if the simply repaired road surface could withstand such heavy pressure.

However, where the wheels rolled, there was not a sound at all, as if it did not bear any weight.

In fact, what was known to a small number of the empire's top echelons was that the millennium-old imperial carriage, which was supposed to carry several core members of the Sun and Moon royal family, had long been transformed into a low-altitude hovering flying soul tool, and there were no royal family members inside; they had long since been reassigned to another inconspicuous team.

Riding at the very back of the procession, Beibei's gaze swept briefly over the imposing carriages ahead, only pausing briefly at the second-to-last ordinary carriage before lowering her eyes.

"Your Majesty Mingting."

A young-looking cavalryman gently spurred his horned horse to get closer to Bebe and speak.

"What's wrong, Alou? And I told you not to call me Your Majesty."

Bebe didn't seem to feel any joy at being addressed as "Your Majesty," and it even seemed to stir up some hidden pain in him. A hint of self-mockery flashed in his eyes, but he still managed to squeeze out a touch of gentleness on his troubled face as he looked at the younger member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family who should have addressed him as "Uncle" in terms of seniority.

The young man called Alou straightened his back and asked in a low voice, "Yes, Your Majesty Mingting, oh, Uncle, although you and Your Majesty are both top-tier Title Douluos, but," he said, glancing at Long Aotian, who was proudly leading the way at the front of the group, "if it's just the two of you, isn't it a bit... a bit... inadequate to protect Her Majesty the Emperor and the others?"

"It will be alright, child, believe me, it will be alright."

Beibei turned her head away, patted Yu Xiaolou's shoulder, glanced at him seemingly casually, and took a swig of wine. The meaningful glint in her eyes made the young man's body stiffen.

Did he... discover something?

However, Yu Xiaolou soon saw that familiar dejection and indulgence in his uncle, the vice-commander of the Forest Knights, who was jokingly called the "green hat knight".

[Hmph, you're nothing but a piece of trash who fawns over a foreign race for the sake of a woman! Our aligning ourselves with you is merely to ensure our plan goes perfectly!]

Two Title Douluo—while Long Aotian's strength is undoubtedly formidable, this setup is certainly insufficient to protect the Emperor's entourage. However, if it were to protect the eldest princess…

In terms of both organizational ability and prudence, we were indeed far inferior to the Sun Moon Empire back then. If we hadn't been lying low within the Sun Moon Empire, we really wouldn't have realized that this was just a smokescreen. In reality, Her Highness the eldest princess, who was the de facto heir to the empire, was still in this group as the official route for the southern tour.

But now, everything is different. Ha, you'll have to pay the price!

A wave of contempt washed over him, his guard lifted, and Yu Xiaolou suppressed his excitement, nodding respectfully as he returned to his seat.

His gaze fell on the second-to-last carriage, the one Beibei had inadvertently glanced at earlier. A surge of intense emotion coursed through his veins, a mixture of anticipation and inevitable frustration coursing through him:

[Since we're both from the fourth ring, if I had the chance to capture this prince alive...]

So weak.

Inside the spacious and simple carriage, Kong Tingxi briefly focused his senses following the direction of his bloodline connection, then disappointedly continued his meditation.

Thinking about what might happen soon, the eleven-year-old girl couldn't help but feel a little nervous and expectant. Originally, for safety reasons, this decoy at the fork in the road didn't require Kong Tingxi herself to take any risks, but after her best efforts, she finally had a chance to break free from the protection of her elders and face the wind and rain on her own.

Moreover... just thinking about the surprise and conversation of their reunion last night made the girl feel an overwhelming sense of joy.

She wanted to do something for her country, she wanted to prove herself, she wanted... to gain that person's approval.

Her surging soul power, mixed with blood energy far exceeding that of a Soul Douluo, circulated within her body. She then channeled the absorbed elemental energy of heaven and earth into the Great Circulation of her own cultivation technique. To achieve something similar to Kong Tianxu's back then, her efforts and sweat were by no means inferior, and her composure far surpassed that of her peers.

With each heartbeat, the Golden Dragon bloodline flowed into the meridians of her limbs and bones, harmonizing with her surging fighting spirit, bathing her entire body in a faint golden mist, even turning her spiritual sea into a golden expanse.

Amidst this golden light, Kong Tingxi suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils seemingly radiating a peculiar, unusual brilliance.

Golden Dragon Martial Soul Talent Ability: Golden Perception.

Suddenly, about 300 meters ahead of Long Aotian, the leader of the convoy, a brownish-yellow light appeared.

When the brownish-yellow light first appeared, it was only a small patch about ten meters in diameter, but in an instant it spread out, covering a diameter of one hundred meters and engulfing the surrounding forest.

This is……

Long Aotian's pupils contracted sharply. The ability to bypass his mental perception and directly affect the road wasn't a Soul Master's Soul Skill, but a Soul Tool. Moreover, while Long Aotian hadn't personally experienced such a thing, he'd seen it all; a Soul Tool capable of bypassing mental perception and possessing an invisibility-like effect was at least level eight.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, it seemed as if the entire protected forest shook, and a terrifying explosion occurred in the area covered by the brownish-yellow light. The explosion was deafening, sending earth and rocks flying. The powerful shockwave instantly covered thousands of square meters.

"defense!"

Long Aotian roared. He didn't retreat; nine spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red—instantly appeared on his body, and his already imposing figure nearly doubled in size. He slammed forward with his pair of lustrous jade palms, and a layer of intense white light suddenly spread out from his body, blocking most of the shockwave from the front.

The violent roar continued to erupt, the earth cracked, and countless fissures spread in all directions from the epicenter of the explosion.

"Mountain collapse!" A murderous aura flashed in Kong Tingxi's beautiful eyes.

Earthquake and landslide shell, level 8 fixed-position soul-guided artillery shell.

Once a soul tool reaches level seven or higher, some with special effects will have their own name. This is especially true for fixed-position soul-guided projectiles, whose names are incredibly diverse.

The Earth-Shattering Projectile is one of them. It should be classified as a level 7 fixed-position soul-guided projectile, but after adding a special core magic array and materials for stealth and anti-interference, it has entered the threshold of level 8.

It has strong penetrating power. When it lands on the ground, it will immediately burrow into it. With the help of its rare metal with a strong affinity for earth element and the activation of the core magic array, it can penetrate deep into the soil or rock in the shortest time and then burst out with a powerful shock.

The moment the shockwave, equivalent to a hundred times that of a stun grenade, explodes like a landslide.

When used to kill enemies, this landslide shell is nothing special among level 8 fixed-position soul-guided shells, but because it is relatively stable, it can also have a stealth effect. Its effect on the battlefield is quite amazing, especially in tactical attacks like the one in front of us.

The royal guards truly lived up to their reputation as the elite of the elite. Despite the fact that their individual strength was insignificant in the face of this terrifying explosion that resembled the might of heaven, they did their best to gather together. Some of the guards with shields raised their shields, and pale blue soul power shields formed a continuous line in front of them, blocking the shockwave and flying debris from the front.

"There are assassins!"

"Protect His Majesty! Protect His Highness!"

Several guards rushed forward, disregarding their own safety, to help the imperial carriage alleviate some of the pressure. However, before their shouts had even subsided, accompanied by the roar of a tiger, more than a dozen figures emerged simultaneously from the flying sand and stones, heading straight for Kong Tingxi's carriage.

Their speed was so fast that even the Soul Saint experts accompanying them couldn't react in time. One of the elders raised his eyebrows and pointed his right hand into the air. A silver-white light shot into the sky and spread out in the air, transforming into a large umbrella with a diameter of more than fifty meters, blocking a large area of ​​the rebounding Soul Guidance Light.

The attacks did not land directly on the umbrella surface. Instead, they seemed to disintegrate upon contact with the silvery-white light on the surface, being analyzed and absorbed by countless tiny spatial rifts. Therefore, no booming sound was heard.

Level 94, Xuanji Douluo.

VS

Level 94, True Body Douluo!

"Xuanji! Remnants of the Star Luo Clan!"

Long Aotian let out a long roar, his whole body swelled up against the wind, his arms transformed into axes, and his soft, whip-like body sprang up after gathering power, fiercely slashing at the Xuanji Umbrella in the air!

……

at the same time.

The black water surged skyward, and the enormous phantom of Xuanwu made the surrounding air viscous. Heavy pressure and impact simultaneously spread towards Kong Tingxi's carriage. The air seemed to transform into the immense pressure of water in the deep sea, making even breathing difficult.

Countless tortoise shells unfurled, transforming into enormous shields in the air, blocking a large wave of attacks from the front and reflecting countless rays of light back. On the surface of the tortoise shells, golden light shimmered, and a giant serpent coiled upon them, its blood-red eyes fixed on the enemy before it, as if ready to devour it.

Xu Sanshi's face was full of ferocious rage. He condensed a ball of pitch-black soul power in his hand and smashed it down on Kong Tingxi's carriage with a kind of almost insane destructive will.

"die!"

"Sanshi, stop!"

Amidst the long, drawn-out roar of the dragon, a golden dragon soared into the sky, unleashing countless bolts of lightning, as chilling as a prison, which suddenly burst forth and completely devoured Xu Sanshi's attack.

A familiar voice, a familiar figure, but a completely unfamiliar aura.

In the golden light, a giant dragon covered in pale golden scales roared with its head held high, its eyes burning with flames of thunder and light.

"boom--!"