Chu Feng's confidence in his actions stemmed from the support of a god, but Qian Renxue was bewildered by this.
Even though she had swung her sword with majestic power, she did not display much self-assurance.
Xue Beng, on the other hand, was smug and satisfied; having played the fool for so long, he had finally come to his senses.
"Fourth Highness, you should be careful not to get too close. They are out of the ordinary."
The soldier commander was trying to persuade Xue Beng to stay away from the scene, but he squeezed through the crowd, insisting on getting a closer look.
He was still brooding over Xue Qinghe's earlier 'get lost' attitude, feeling extremely resentful.
"Tell me, where is the Crown Prince? Where is my eldest brother?"
Xue Beng roared as he casually drew a longsword from the waist of a soldier to his right, pointing the tip directly at Qian Renxue.
"He died over ten years ago. You probably couldn't even speak back then, right?"
As Qian Renxue spoke, she took light, slow steps forward. Her long, beautiful legs beneath the short skirt were eye-catching.
Beauty was her appearance, but it didn't mean she was kind-hearted.
Her sarcastic words caused the veins on Xue Beng's forehead to bulge, and his face turned as red and hot as lava.
"Then what about my second and third brothers?"
Xue Beng continued to ask, as if he had already guessed the truth.
"Is there even a need to ask? Naturally, they've all gone to the Yellow Springs. Perhaps you'll join them today."
Chu Feng cracked his neck and spoke bluntly and quite casually.
"In other words, all of Heaven Dou's efforts over the past decade were merely bridal clothes for Spirit Hall's hegemony?"
"I didn't expect the world-renowned Spirit Hall to use such filthy methods."
"Furthermore, you must be of the Qian family bloodline, right?"
Xue Beng's tone sounded suffocated, but Chu Feng saw it more as incompetent rage.
After all, the Heaven Dou Empire was one of the world's two superpowers, yet its illustrious reputation had fallen into a quagmire; it could only be described as useless.
"Are you finished? Three minutes have already passed with all this dawdling."
Chu Feng responded nonchalantly, not wanting to waste any more time.
"Kill them! Avenge the three princes of Heaven Dou and restore the glory of the Heaven Dou Empire!"
Xue Beng raised his sword and swung it down, giving the order to attack.
The magnificent palace instantly erupted into a clamor, with the light of blades and shadows of swords reflecting everywhere.
Qian Renxue's expression turned serious. Although she disliked Chu Feng's recklessness...
...her plan had always been to usurp the Empire, coupled with her goal of attaining godhood.
Therefore, this slaughter was unavoidable; it was merely being staged ahead of schedule.
So, let the killing begin!
Qian Renxue officially made her move!
Flakes of golden light were accompanied by bursts of crimson.
With one swing of her sword, heads rolled like ripe melons and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The charging soldiers in the front ranks of Heaven Dou were far too weak; they were mere cannon fodder.
Some didn't even have spirit power over Rank 20; they were basically just delivering themselves to the slaughter.
But this was just a probe; Qian Renxue was well aware that the Heaven Dou Empire's reserves of Spirit Masters were deep.
Once her strength as a Spirit Ancestor was tested, what awaited her might be an unpredictable dead end.
Thus, Qian Renxue continued to intensify her spirit power release; she had no other choice.
Seeing the cruelty of the battlefield, large beads of sweat rolled down Xue Beng's forehead. He was getting a little panicked.
As the Fourth Prince and now the sole heir of Heaven Dou, his courage was clearly insufficient.
Xue Beng could only keep pushing the people around him forward, a splash of blood landing on his face at some point.
He hurriedly wiped it off, his hands trembling incessantly.
Seeing him like this, Chu Feng could only say that the Douluo characters seen in person differed somewhat from the original work.
Originally, Xue Beng had neither powerful spirit power nor a heaven-defying Spirit, and he lacked the protagonist's halo.
All he had were the privileges of the noble class, which allowed him to stand above others.
Later, with the full support of that dog Tang San, he was able to transform from a clown into a phoenix.
So his true face was truly something to be scoffed at.
"Send more men, send more men! We absolutely cannot give them any openings!"
Xue Beng was still shouting, but he refused to take a single step forward himself, even retreating from time to time.
Instantly, more people poured in from all sides of the hall. The spirit power within the hall gathered more and more, soaring rapidly.
Hundreds of elite Spirit Masters trained by Heaven Dou swarmed in, their movement speed extremely fast.
It seemed the Heaven Dou Empire was well-prepared; though it was in its twilight, it still possessed some strength.
This made things difficult for Qian Renxue; she was panting so hard she could barely grip her sword tightly.
Bright red blood flowed freely over her wings, as if an angel were indulging in bloodlust.
Yet beneath her delicate frame was a spine of pure pride; she showed no sign of weakness.
Occasionally, she glanced back at Chu Feng on the throne, her eyes revealing dissatisfaction.
"Do you still want to come? Hmm? I don't mind more people dying by my sword."
Qian Renxue's sword remained sharp, and her killing intent was as pure as her youthful years—utterly absolute!
The conviction to seize the Empire gave her extraordinary perseverance, and her mental force forcibly increased.
Xue Beng was momentarily shocked and began to feel at a loss.
But the soldiers were more rational than him, actively letting the Heaven Dou Spirit Masters surround her.
Chu Feng frowned; he felt things were becoming interesting.
Among these Heaven Dou Spirit Masters, there was no shortage of high-level figures like Spirit Saints and Spirit Douluo.
They were all descendants of royal or noble bloodlines, raised with super resources they were born with.
They had been different since childhood, with every step from selection to training being of the highest caliber.
It seemed that privilege was deeply rooted in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Now, Chu Feng had even more reason to help Qian Renxue.
To kill all these rich dogs together with her!
Squelch!
Qian Renxue clashed with them first, but she quickly fell into a disadvantage, constantly retreating to find breathing room.
One, two... more and more mad dogs attacked her.
These noble Spirit Masters were not only shameless about outnumbering her, but some even started comparing their elegant and luxurious Spirits with each other.
They didn't seem to see that even with a rank suppression, they couldn't manage to crush Qian Renxue.
They were simply the embodiment of decay and rot, consuming resources without any real substance.
At this moment, Chu Feng stood up from the throne; it was time for him to strike hard.
The system's crisp notification sound rang out simultaneously.
[Random rewards dropped during the trial, automatically activated for the Host]
[Instant Titled Douluo BUFF activated: Level up once for every person killed, capped at Level 90]
[Angelic Sacred Sword enhanced forging +12, attack power doubled by 500%]
[Host receives an extra reward: Goredrinker Axe. Attack power increases by 1% for every liter of blood absorbed]
As expected of a system that can grant godhood—it truly is violent enough, a violence that disregards life.
Then Chu Feng focused his energy, and a dark crimson giant axe with a blade as cold as autumn frost appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He strode behind Qian Renxue, gently extending his right hand to support her back.
"Don't panic, I'm here."
He wore a somewhat gentle smile, his expression one of complete control.
Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, then said displeasedly, "Do you think we still have a chance of getting out of here alive?"
"Of course. From now on, their heads will be your long ladder to godhood."
As Chu Feng spoke, he raised the giant axe with one hand, pointing the blade at the enemies with majestic presence.
This sent shivers down the spines of Xue Beng and everyone present, an inexplicable chill surging through their bodies.
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