Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

Xu Tianran's eyes suddenly cooled, his gaze turning cold.

"There are indeed quite a few remnants left. What, you want to make a move?"

"Just right."

Xu Yanli turned around, a meaningful smile flashing across his eyes.

"The Purification Division has just been established and needs to establish its authority. Let's start by eliminating these 'remnants of evil spirits' in the first round of purges."

Xu Tianran was slightly taken aback at first, but quickly realized what Xu Yanli was thinking and immediately chuckled.

"You little rascal, you're quite meticulous, you even thought of this."

He shook his head helplessly, but his tone was full of indulgence.

"Okay, I'll have someone send you the compiled list later. You can do whatever you want with it."

"Thanks, bro."

Xu Yanli responded and left through the door.

……

After leaving the Crown Prince's residence, Xu Yanli did not return to the Prince's residence. Instead, he turned his horse around and headed straight for the Duke of Angels' residence.

As the sun set, its afterglow bathed the training ground in its golden light.

Yue Zhengling was practicing her swordplay in the arena. The golden sword light that filled the sky was sharp and fierce. Every sword strike was wrapped with the holy and pure power of angels, and a righteous aura was overwhelming.

Sensing the presence of the newcomer, he instantly sheathed his sword, his movements swift and decisive, and quickly stepped forward to bow in greeting.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Without any further pleasantries, Xu Yanli directly informed Yue Zhengling of the entire plan for the newly established Purification Bureau, led by the Angel Clan, to eradicate evil spirit masters.

After hearing everything, Yue Zhengling froze on the spot, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Silence lasted for a long time.

A moment later, the usually calm and resolute angel soul master's eyes suddenly reddened, and his voice trembled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Your Highness... do you mean that our angel race can now openly and legitimately eradicate evil spirit masters from the world?"

“Yes.” Xu Yanli nodded gently.

"Is it the kind of person who stands upright and honorable in the world? No longer needs to hide or live in anonymity?" Yue Zhengling asked again, her tone full of sincerity.

"From now on, we will be aboveboard and lawful."

Upon receiving a definite answer, Yue Zhengling took a deep breath, suddenly knelt on one knee, straightened her back, and spoke with a strong and sincere voice.

"Your subordinate, Yue Zhengling, obeys! I will certainly live up to Your Highness's trust and the glory of the Angel race!"

Xu Yanli stepped forward, bent down, reached out to help him up, and gently patted his shoulder.

"Go and tell your clan leader about this. From this day forward, the angel clan, which has endured for ten thousand years, no longer needs to hide in the shadows."

"Yes!"

Yue Zhengling nodded emphatically, unable to hide the excitement in her heart. She turned around and strode into the depths of the mansion, her steps firm and spirited.

Xu Yanli stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, watching his departing figure, a relieved smile slowly spreading across his lips.

The angel race endured ten thousand years of hardship and stagnation.

He had been planning and scheming for this day for a long time.

It's time to sheathe the blades of the evil spirit masters that have wreaked havoc on the continent and cleanse the world of its filth.

The Angel Legion, silent for ten thousand years, will one day shine its glory upon the entire Douluo Continent once more!

One year later, at the Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion.

Xu Yanli sat cross-legged on the bed, the sun slowly shining on his face.

"Phew, thankfully I have the bloodline of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon, and my physical attributes are comparable to those of a dragon. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to succeed with this Yin-Yang complementary dual soul core with the life-destruction attribute." Xu Yanli stood up and stretched.

Chapter 154 A Bunch of Title Douluos

Xu Yanli looked down at his hands.

These hands, which have wielded knives to slay evil and written strategies, now bear a faint halo of chaotic light, a color where life and destruction are completely intertwined.

The second divine test, the soul-refining tide of life's destruction, lasts for 365 days.

Not a single day was off.

From being struck by lightning at the beginning, his skin was torn open and he couldn't get up for half an hour, to later being able to stand steadily in the lightning field for a full hour; from having his meridians about to explode from the life force, to being able to precisely control every wisp of life to drift to where it should go.

His body was like a piece of refined iron, constantly being heated, hammered, quenched, heated again, hammered again, and repeatedly tempered without stopping.

After 365 rounds of tempering, it's no longer a matter of being tired; it's a feeling of being stretched out with energy all over.

With a flick of the wrist, the bones cracked softly, revealing all the hidden strength.

The yin-yang complementary dual soul core within his body throbbed clearly; it was the second soul core condensed during this period, formed by combining the opposing forces of life and destruction.

Logically speaking, these two cannot coexist; if one is not careful, they will be blown to smithereens.

But he succeeded.

The bloodline of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon gave him a dragon-like physique, further enhanced by the forging of life and destruction power over time.

His physique has long been the best vessel in the Douluo Continent, bringing him one step closer to becoming a god.

"Your Highness."

Luo Xu's voice drifted in from outside the door, unable to suppress his excitement.

"General Yue Zhengling requests an audience, saying... something terrible has happened with the Angel Clan."

Xu Yanli raised an eyebrow, got up and pushed open the study door.

In the courtyard, Yue Zhengling stood clad in light silver armor, a long sword hanging at her waist, looking like a drawn sword. Yet, this usually composed angelic soul master had tears welling up in her eyes.

"Your Highness," his voice trembled, "the clan leader... he has broken through."

Xu Yanli paused in his steps.

"Clan Chief Le Zhengyang?"

“Yes.” Yue Zhengling took a deep breath, each word delivered firmly, “Level 99, Limit Douluo.”

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Yue Zhengling continued, "This year, the Angel Clan has been purging evil spirit masters as you suggested. For every one they purged, the clan members' martial spirits improved by one point. Now the clan has twelve Super Douluos, Title Douluos... the number is countless."

In the end, the voice wasn't filled with arrogance, but with the bitterness of ten thousand years of hardship.

a thousand years.

The Angel Clan hides deep in the mountains, where they are chased and treated as evil spirits. They even have to hide when releasing their martial spirits.

Children are taught from a young age not to go out, not to let anyone see their hair, and not to let anyone know who they are.

Because evil spirit masters will kill them, and so will other sects.

The existence of the angel race is not even as legitimate as that of the evil spirit masters.

Things are different now. They can stand in the sun and use their innate divine power to cleanse the continent of its filth.

Every time an evil spirit master is destroyed, it washes away ten thousand years of humiliation.

Each purification upgrades the Angelic Martial Soul by one level.

"Evil Soul Masters are simply the best tonic for the Angel race," Xu Yanli said softly, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Yue Zhengling was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded vigorously.

Rough words are not rough.

Angelic martial souls are naturally able to counter evil spirits. The process of eliminating evil spirit masters is to transform their impurities into one's own cultivation. Evil spirit masters have plagued the continent for thousands of years, and the dark power they have accumulated has now become nourishment for the angelic race to ascend.

"What's the situation with the evil spirit masters?" Xu Yanli asked.

“They’ve completely withered.” Yue Zhengling’s tone turned cold. “We’ve almost wiped out the evil spirit masters who were outside the Holy Spirit Cult. The rest either hide in the mountains and dare not come out, or they actively seek out the Cleansing Department and are willing to repent.”

He paused, then added, "According to your rules, those who haven't harmed innocent lives and are willing to change will be accepted. Those who take pleasure in killing and are incorrigible... not a single one was spared. The Angelic Martial Soul was able to make such an accurate judgment. In fact, some of them didn't have to become evil soul masters. They should have been like the Ghost Elder from ten thousand years ago, or the last Pope Bibi Dong, but..."

Xu Yanli nodded and said nothing more.

My gaze shifted to the osmanthus tree in the yard. It was early winter and the flowers had long since faded, leaving only the deep green leaves swaying in the morning light.

“What about the Holy Spirit Cult?” he asked.

Yue Zhengling's face darkened.

"The Holy Spirit Cult... has been too quiet lately. It's abnormally quiet."

Xu Yanli did not respond.

He knew that this quiet wouldn't last long.

The Holy Spirit Cult's roots have never lay in those scattered evil soul masters. Their true trump cards are two Limit Douluo: Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, and Ye Xishui with her Blood God Demon Puppet Martial Soul.

As long as these two are still around, the Holy Spirit Cult will be difficult to shake. However, with a Holy Angel at the Limit Douluo level, everything will become much simpler.

What will Ye Xishui choose?

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze and looked at Yue Zhengling: "Go and prepare, we're going to the Holy Spirit Church tonight."

Yue Zhengling's pupils contracted: "Your Highness, are you going in person?"

“Some things have to be discussed face to face.” Xu Yanli’s tone was as calm as if he were discussing what to eat tomorrow. “Old Long has paved the way for us for a year, it’s time to wrap things up.”

Yue Zhengling opened her mouth, but in the end she only bowed and turned to make arrangements.

Xu Yanli stood still, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade fan at his waist.

Ye Xishui.

The true ruler of the Holy Spirit Cult, the possessor of the Blood God Demon Puppet Martial Soul, and one of the most dangerous women on the Douluo Continent. Her entanglement with Long Xiaoyao spanned nearly a century, a love triangle that left many speechless. Afterwards, they each became Limit Douluo, gazing at each other from afar.

Long Xiaoyao loved her, and loved her for a lifetime.

But she dared not answer.