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

He had been waiting for this day.

From the moment he removed his mask in public, he knew that the original Three Kingdoms would not stand by and watch him grow up.

A prince of the Sun Moon Empire, of the Star Luo royal family, a sixteen-year-old titled Douluo, who also holds real power over the Angel Legion and the Free and Unfettered Pavilion.

Such a person is too dangerous.

It was so dangerous that they had to strangle him before he was fully grown.

Unfortunately, they arrived too late.

Xu Yanli put away the communicator and turned to walk back to the Black Hall.

Yue Zhengling came forward: "Your Highness, something happened?"

"It turns out that the three kingdoms joined forces to assassinate me." Xu Yanli's tone was as flat as if he were talking about the weather. "Notify the clan leader and have him take his men over there."

Yue Zhengling's eyes sharpened: "How many people are you bringing?"

"All."

Yue Zhengling was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, and couldn't help but smile.

"Yes!"

Three days later, at the Mingdou Mountains.

The allied forces, originally from the three kingdoms, were stationed at the foot of the mountain, their camps stretching as far as the eye could see, their banners obscuring the sky. Each of the three kingdoms—Star Luo, Heavenly Soul, and Fighting Spirit—had sent two Title Douluo, along with dozens of Soul Douluo and hundreds of Soul Saints.

This lineup is enough to sweep aside any top-tier sect on the continent.

The goal is clear: the Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion.

To be more precise, it's Xu Yanli.

Chapter 156 ended before it even began.

At night in the Mingdou Mountains, the moon was mostly obscured by clouds.

The allied camp was brightly lit, and the six titled Douluo sat in the main tent, drinking round after round of wine, their faces all bearing smiles of certainty of victory.

"That Xu Yanli, relying on Long Xiaoyao's backing, is arrogant and domineering in Xingluo City. Let's see how he can act this time." The titled Douluo of the Xingluo Empire put down his wine cup and snorted coldly.

The leader of the Heavenly Soul Empire nodded: "With Long Xiaoyao gone, he only has those few scoundrels left. With our six Title Douluos and dozens of Soul Douluos, we can easily raze his palace to the ground."

"I heard he was only sixteen when he was already a Title Douluo?" The leader of the Douling Empire's tone was tinged with envy.

"So what if he's a sixteen-year-old Title Douluo? After tonight, the Sun Moon Empire will no longer have the carefree Prince."

The group exchanged smiles, raised their glasses, and drank together.

A gust of wind suddenly rose outside the tent.

It wasn't an ordinary mountain breeze; it was a chill that seeped into your very bones, carrying a sacred and oppressive aura that sent shivers down your spine.

The titled Douluo of the Heavenly Soul Empire was the first to notice something was wrong. He abruptly put down his wine cup and lifted the curtain to go out.

Then, he froze.

Under the moonlight, hundreds of figures descended from the sky.

They didn't walk down; they flew down.

Everyone had blond hair and fair skin, with pure white wings spread behind them, shimmering with a soft silver light in the moonlight.

Holy angel.

Each pair of wings represents the owner of an angelic martial spirit, and each martial spirit carries the absolute suppression of evil spirits.

The leading man had blond hair tied back, strong features, and wore a light silver armor. Six wings spread behind him, blotting out the sky.

Nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

Limit Douluo.

It is the Limit Douluo that originally belonged to the Three Kingdoms but no longer exists.

Behind him stood twelve angelic soul masters lined up, each with eight or more soul rings hovering beneath their feet—all of them Super Douluo level.

Further on, there were dozens of Angel Soul Masters at the Title Douluo level, and even more at the Soul Douluo and Soul Saint levels.

Hundreds of auras above the Title Douluo level pressed down simultaneously, like an invisible mountain crashing down on the very center of the allied forces camp.

"What...what is this?!"

The titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire rushed out of the tent, his voice trembling.

The leader of the Douling Empire was as white as a sheet: "Angels... all of them have angelic martial souls! How could there be so many?!"

The titled Douluo of the Heavenly Soul Empire trembled, unable to utter a single word.

He had lived for nearly two hundred years and had seen countless grand scenes, but the sight of hundreds of angelic soul masters descending at the same time was something he had never even dreamed of, let alone seen.

Le Zhengyang stood in mid-air, looking down at the chaotic Allied camp below, his face expressionless.

"You think you're worthy to touch my Highness?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried the pressure of a Limit Douluo, each word striking down and causing the ground to tremble.

Several Soul Masters at the Soul Douluo level collapsed to the ground, their legs too weak to stand up.

The six titled Douluo barely managed to steady themselves, but their foreheads were covered in cold sweat.

The intelligence was wrong.

That's completely wrong.

Long Xiaoyao was indeed not there, but Xu Yanli was not without the Dark Holy Dragon, the Limit Douluo, by his side; he also had an entire Angel Legion.

"You...you angels were wiped out long ago, weren't you?!" The titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire questioned in a hoarse voice.

Le Zhengyang glanced down at him and said indifferently, "Exterminate the entire clan? You wish."

He raised his hand and waved.

The angel legion behind them moved simultaneously.

It wasn't drawing a sword, nor was it an attack; it was simply taking a step forward.

The auras of hundreds of titled Douluo combined and surged towards the allied camp like a tsunami.

Those struggling Soul Masters were instantly immobilized, and several with lower cultivation levels fainted.

"You can't kill us!" the titled Douluo of the Heavenly Soul Empire shouted through gritted teeth. "We are an envoy originally from the Three Kingdoms! Killing us is tantamount to declaring war!"

Le Zhengyang paused in his steps.

Then he laughed.

The smile was faint, but the coldness in his eyes sent a chill down the spine of Feng Douluo of the Heavenly Soul Empire.

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

He tilted his head slightly, and the angelic soul masters behind him immediately stepped forward, disarmed the entire allied force from top to bottom, and bound them tightly with specially made soul-guiding chains.

"His Highness said he wants him alive."

The distance from Mingdou Mountain Range to Mingdu is more than 300 li.

The Angel Legion escorted several titled Douluo from the original Three Kingdoms for a day and a night, mainly to parade them through the streets and increase the people's hatred towards the original Three Kingdoms.

The common people didn't know anything about the rulers' politics, but they knew that their lives had been getting better ever since the carefree king came to power.

They barely stopped along the way. The captured soul masters went from initial fear and anger to numb silence, and finally...

clamor.

As they approached Mingdu, someone in the group suddenly shouted, "Angel Clan! You are unworthy of being called angels! You are lackeys of the Sun Moon Empire, do you deserve the glory of your martial spirit?!"

"That's right! Angels are supposed to protect all living beings, but you've instead aided and abetted evil!"

"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall wreaked havoc on the continent, and you were its accomplices! Now you've sided with the Sun Moon Empire, where evil spirit masters run rampant, utterly disgracing the name of angels!"

Several titled Douluo led the way, and a group of captured Soul Masters followed suit, their curses growing louder and more offensive.

Le Zhengyang walked at the very front of the group, his steps never faltering.

But his words reached everyone's ears clearly.

"How dare you compare yourselves to the light?"

He chuckled softly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"When you belonged to the Three Kingdoms and oppressed commoner Soul Masters, did you ever think of the light? When Shrek Academy withheld pensions and drove commoner disciples to their deaths, did you ever think of the light? When nobles controlled the court and ensured that children from poor families had no chance of advancement, did you ever think of the light?"

He turned around and glanced at the shouting prisoners.

"We angels have been persecuted by you for ten thousand years, hiding in the deep mountains and forests, afraid to face anyone, living like rats. Your unhappiness is our happiness. Is that so hard to understand?"

The shouting disappeared instantly.

No one can refute that.

Because they knew better than anyone else that every word Le Zhengyang said was true.

The reason why he decided to assassinate Xu Yanli was because his execution of the evil soul masters had touched their interests.

While it's true that there are many inherently evil people in this world, evil spirit masters are ultimately a minority.

Most of them can be said to be coerced by this world, and it can even be said that many evil spirit masters are just pitiful people harmed by nobles, or their black gloves.

Xu Yanli's hunting down of evil soul masters seriously infringed upon the interests of these nobles, since he was genuinely killing them, unlike Shrek Academy which was just putting on a show.

Chapter 157 Surrender or Death?

The group continued forward, and the walls of Mingdu finally came into view.

At the city gate, people spontaneously stood on both sides of the road, watching this peculiar procession.

In front were golden-haired, fair-skinned angelic soul masters, holy and solemn; behind them were the dejected former allied forces of the Three Kingdoms, utterly disheveled.

Some people applauded, some cheered, and some had tears in their eyes.

"Long live the carefree king! The angel legion is mighty!"