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After capturing Lingyuan Douluo, Lin Qiuyang continued ordering the White Tiger soldiers to fire their cannons.
"Damn it! I never thought Lin Qiuyang would actually become a Titled Douluo, let alone possess such a powerful ninth spirit ability! What a blunder!"
Yue Guan couldn't help but curse aloud. Ever since the Star Luo Empire entered the war, he had suffered defeat after defeat, not hearing a single piece of good news.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, stop complaining for now!" Demon Bear Douluo said gravely. "Lingyuan has been taken by them—we must hurry to rescue her! Otherwise, this battle will mean we've lost five Titled Douluo. When His Holiness the Pope learns of this, he will be furious, and we'll be in deep trouble!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Demon Bear Douluo unleashed his Martial Soul True Body. His figure shot into the sky like a cannonball breaking free of its chamber, accelerating toward Lin Qiuyang.
"Good timing! I was just getting warmed up!"
Lingyuan Douluo had only recently recovered from her serious injuries, her spirit power not yet fully restored, allowing Lin Qiuyang to capture her with ease.
But Demon Bear Douluo was different. He was still at his peak state. Fighting an opponent like this would allow Lin Qiuyang to clearly gauge his own strength, push his limits further, and elevate his cultivation to the next level.
"Fifth Spirit Ability: Meteoric Blaze!"
"Come! Sixth Spirit Ability: Blades and Shadows!"
Countless blazing meteors shot upward from below, surging toward Lin Qiuyang. He countered without hesitation, unleashing thousands of sword shadows that dived downward, colliding violently with the meteors.
For a time, the air was filled with cutting sounds and explosions. As the clash between blazing meteors and sword shadows raged, Lin Qiuyang and Demon Bear Douluo finally met in direct combat.
Transformed into the Blood Demon Wild Bear, Demon Bear Douluo swung his razor-sharp claws at Lin Qiuyang's chest, whipping up a gale that seemed poised to tear him apart.
Lin Qiuyang refused to yield, slashing out with his sword. A sharp Gengjin sword aura roared forth.
Man and beast fought fiercely from the ground up into the skies, eventually locking into battle midair.
While Lin Qiuyang and Demon Bear Douluo fought intensely, Yang Wudi seized command of the White Tiger Legion. He bellowed:
"Soldiers, focus all your strength on attacking the Spirit Hall forces! Don't stop the assault! Throw every cannon shell and grenade you've got! And if, after this battle, I find anyone still has grenades left, I'll whip them for every one they kept!"
"Understood!"
The White Tiger soldiers, their eyes bloodshot with battle frenzy, obeyed without hesitation. The artillerymen aimed their cannons at Spirit Hall's spirit masters, firing continuously. Others hurled grenades in an unending barrage of thunderous blasts.
When some soldiers ran out of grenades, they quickly assisted the gunners in loading powder and shells, leaving the artillerymen to simply light the fuse and fire.
By now, the valley had turned into a wasteland. Smoke and flames engulfed the entire area, reducing everything to a sea of fire where not even a single intact silhouette could be seen.
"Heh heh heh… Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, I want to see what choice you two will make now!"
A sinister grin spread across Yang Wudi's face. His reason for ordering the White Tiger soldiers to unleash their full firepower was precisely to force Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo into a dilemma.
If they chose to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill—the Two-Pole Static Domain—to assist Demon Bear Douluo, then Lin Qiuyang would surely die, and the White Tiger Legion might even fall in defeat.
But doing so would leave the ordinary spirit masters unprotected, and under the relentless bombardment, they would all be reduced to charred corpses.
If instead they protected the troops from the artillery strikes, then they could not deploy the Two-Pole Static Domain.
Lin Qiuyang didn't need to defeat Demon Bear Douluo outright; he only needed to delay him until Dai Weisi's reinforcements arrived. Then Spirit Hall would inevitably lose in the end.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, this time I'll make sure you can't cover for each other!" Yang Wudi declared. Staring at the battlefield below, now littered with corpses and engulfed in flames, he revealed the joy of long-awaited revenge.
"Spirit Hall killed my son—now your lives will pay the debt! One man's blood is far from enough, hahahaha…"
As Yang Wudi reveled in his vengeance, Dai Weisi was already leading his reinforcements swiftly toward the battlefield.
"Your Highness, flames light up the skies ahead, and the sound of battle is deafening. The traitors of Spirit Hall must have fallen into His Excellency Gengjin's ambush!"
"Exactly!" Dai Weisi exclaimed with wild delight, then commanded: "I'll go ahead first. You all follow quickly and open fire as soon as you arrive! Understood?!"
"Yes, Your Highness!!"
In an instant, a thunderous battle cry shook the heavens, carrying a killing intent that chilled the soul.
At the same time, Dai Weisi clasped the delicate hands of Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing. Bathed in the glow of the sunset, he transformed into the Star Luo Holy Tiger, surging forward with a stormy roar toward the border valley.
Two yellow first spirit rings lit up at once. Dual Nether Thrust, activate!
In a flash of spirit ring light, the Star Luo Holy Tiger became a tempest. Faster than lightning and as fierce as thunder, it crossed ten miles in just a few breaths, charging into the valley battlefield.
A wave of kingly might swept across the field. The massive Star Luo Holy Tiger gleamed like the morning star in the night sky, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
"His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"It's the Crown Prince! Thank the heavens, reinforcements have arrived!"
The White Tiger soldiers erupted into cheers at Dai Weisi's arrival. The Spirit Hall forces, by contrast, were plunged into despair.
With no escape ahead and enemies pressing from behind, they were utterly trapped. Apart from surrender, only death awaited them.
"Roar—!"
The Star Luo Holy Tiger let out a sky-shaking roar. Golden light burst from its razor claws, as three blade-like bones extended outward—an external spirit bone of the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear.
"Spirit Bone Ability: Darkgolden Terrorclaw!"
The Star Luo Holy Tiger surged forth like a hurricane, appearing behind Demon Bear Douluo in an instant. Its claw stabbed forward at the Blood Demon Wild Bear!
Darkgolden Terrorclaw—rending heaven and earth!
With a sickening rip, the claw pierced straight through Demon Bear Douluo's back, gravely wounding him.
"Ugh—!"
Blood sprayed from his mouth as Demon Bear Douluo plummeted to the ground with a crash. Glaring resentfully at the Star Luo Holy Tiger above, he growled, "You… you ambushed me… no honor…"
"Hmph. You ambushed the Clear Sky Sect under cover of night—was that honorable? Against enemies, there is no such thing as restraint!" Dai Weisi sneered coldly. He was no saint; when it came to foes, he would use any means necessary.
"Your Highness?" Lin Qiuyang brightened upon seeing Dai Weisi arrive. Stroking his beard, he smiled broadly. "Please look, this is the great gift I've prepared for you!"
Following Lin Qiuyang's gesture, Dai Weisi's eyes fell upon Lingyuan Douluo, bound tightly with ropes. His brow arched, and joy lit his face.
"Hahaha! I only expected to capture Ghost Leopard Douluo, but to find such an unexpected prize as well! Dean Lin, thank you for your hard work!"
"Not at all. To risk life and limb for Your Highness is my greatest honor!"
(End of Chapter)