I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

The crimson beam of light and the snow-white sound waves collided violently in mid-air, and the resulting energy ripples swept outwards like a tsunami.

Centered on the point of collision, space twisted like a shattered mirror, with countless tiny black holes appearing and disappearing in the void.

On the ground, the palace buildings were instantly reduced to dust by the impact of this energy. The people of Xingluo City watched in horror as the entire sky was dyed a strange purple-red color.

"What terrifying energy!"

"Quickly, get out of here!"

As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. With their strength, they are no match for a Title Douluo powerhouse.

Staying here will only bring trouble.

Davidson's white tiger form let out a painful roar, and its huge body began to crack under the pressure of the Asura Annihilation Slash.

The sword light, imbued with divine pressure, seemed capable of severing all matter and energy in the world. The sound waves of the White Tiger's God-Slaying Roar melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting fire the moment they came into contact with the sword light.

"Damn it, is this the true power of the divine-level martial soul, the Asura Demon Sword? It's terrifyingly powerful!"

Davidson's face flushed red as he tried his best to maintain his ninth soul skill by channeling his soul power. However, he could clearly feel that his proud level 95 soul power was like a trickle flowing into a vast ocean in front of Lin Yuan, unable to cause the slightest ripple.

At this moment, Davidson's white tiger form began to show signs of becoming transparent, and the fur on his body was corroded by the death aura emanating from the Asura Demon Sword, with wisps of green smoke rising from the wounds.

In contrast, Lin Yuan stood indifferently with his hands behind his back, his silver hair fluttering gently in the energy storm, his blood-red robe rustling in the wind, yet he remained as steady as Mount Tai.

The nine spirit rings surrounding him shone brightly, especially the four 100,000-year spirit rings, which illuminated the entire battlefield like burning flames.

Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with indifference, as if the fierce battle before him was nothing more than children's play.

"Is this all you can do?"

Lin Yuan's voice was icy cold, filled with endless mockery.

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Yuan caused the blood mist on the Asura Demon Sword to surge and condense into a hundred-meter-long crimson giant blade in the air.

Wherever the giant blade passed, space was torn open with a huge rift, from which came terrifying roars, as if countless evil spirits were trying to break free.

Davidson's pupils contracted sharply; he felt an unprecedented fear.

The energy contained in that crimson giant blade was enough to completely tear his White Tiger true form apart, and even raze the entire Star Luo City to the ground.

He gritted his teeth, mustered all his soul power, and unleashed his ninth soul skill once more: "White Tiger's God-Slaying Roar!!!"

However, this second sonic attack was as fragile as a moth drawn to a flame in the face of the crimson giant blade.

The giant blade easily tore through the sound waves and slashed towards Davidson's true form as a white tiger.

Just as the crimson giant blade was about to strike the White Tiger's true form, Lin Yuan suddenly twisted his wrist, slightly shifting the direction of the giant blade, which grazed Davidson's White Tiger true form as it slashed towards the ground.

With a deafening roar, a corner of Xingluo City was instantly razed to the ground, revealing a bottomless, enormous chasm before everyone's eyes.

Davidson's White Tiger True Form collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, and was no longer able to maintain the form of his Martial Soul True Form.

He was panting heavily, his face was as pale as paper, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Davidson never imagined that the gap between him and Lin Yuan, both titled Douluo, would be so enormous.

"This is the first move."

Lin Yuan's voice remained calm, as if the earth-shattering battle just now was nothing more than a casual occurrence for him. "You have two more moves to make. You'd better bring out your true abilities, otherwise, I won't hold back for the next strike."

Davidson struggled to his feet, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew that if he didn't use his trump card, he and the Star Luo Empire would perish here today.

Davidson took a deep breath, and his soul power began to surge wildly, making his aura increasingly terrifying.

"Eighth Soul Skill, White Tiger Sky-Splitting Claw!"

Davidson roared, and his hands instantly grew enormous, his claws gleaming with a dazzling white light.

Five enormous white claw marks hurtled toward Lin Yuan, tearing the air apart and emitting a piercing shriek.

Lin Yuan remained calm as he gently raised the Asura Demon Sword, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

A blood-red light shield instantly appeared in front of him, easily blocking the White Tiger's Sky-Splitting Claw attack.

The light shield collided with the claw marks, unleashing a violent roar, and the powerful shockwave completely destroyed the surrounding buildings.

"The second move."

Lin Yuan's voice carried a hint of impatience, and then his aura flickered faintly: "It seems you're nothing special after all. Are you ready for the final blow?"

Davidson's legs trembled slightly. He could feel Lin Yuan's unfathomable strength, and he realized that he had no trump cards left to contend with this terrifying being.

But as the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, he could not back down. Even knowing that death was inevitable, he had to fight with all his might.

"Come on!" Davidson's voice was filled with tragic determination. "Even if I die today, I will show you that the Star Luo Empire is not so easy to bully!"

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his soul power began to condense wildly. The blood mist on the Asura Demon Sword became increasingly dense, and the entire sword seemed to come alive, emitting bursts of excited buzzing.

Lin Yuan's nine spirit rings lit up simultaneously, illuminating the entire sky of Douluo Continent.

"Prepare to die."

Lin Yuan's voice was cold and ruthless: "Ninth Soul Skill, Asura's Final Slash!"

A crimson sword beam, powerful enough to blot out the sky, shot into the heavens, seemingly enveloping the entire world.

The energy contained within the sword's edge caused space to collapse, and time seemed to stand still. The entire sky above the Star Luo Empire trembled violently.

Davidson coughed up blood, and his soul bones lit up as he prepared to use them to withstand the shockwave from the 100,000-year-old soul skill.

"stop!"

Just then, Dai Mubai ran over, stood in front of Davidson, and glared at him with his large, round eyes, saying, "Lin Yuan! Come at me if you dare!"

Lin Yuan smiled dismissively: "You, a mere Soul Master?"

Dai Mubai swallowed hard, glanced at his father behind him, then raised his head and looked at Lin Yuan in front of him, saying, "If I die, will you let the Star Luo Empire go?"

"I have never been a bloodthirsty person. I am merely seeking justice for my disciple. Since you have such thoughts, then commit suicide here."

Lin Yuan's expression remained indifferent, as if Dai Mubai was nothing more than a plaything in his hands. If it weren't for Zhu Qing's sake, the entire Star Luo Empire would probably have paid the price.

(End of this chapter)