Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 138: The Holy Spirit Empire Declares War on the Spirit Hall!
“Xue Lingxiao…” Bibi Dong murmured the name softly, a complex light flashing in her eyes, a mixture of fear, anger, and even a hint of… barely perceptible excitement.

"It seems that the game between him and me will be more interesting than I imagined."

She slowly stood up, her gaze fixed on the window, as if she could see through all the barriers and reach the lofty figure in the Holy Spirit Palace.

"Tang San, you should rest and recuperate in Wuhun City for now," Bibi Dong's voice returned to calm. "I will give you a chance for revenge."

However, whether that opportunity was given to Tang San or to herself, only she herself probably knows the answer.

Holy Spirit Palace, Lingxiao Hall.

Xue Lingxiao sat on the Nine-Dragon Throne, listening to Harosa's detailed report on the western war below.

When he heard the news that the King of Slaughter had been killed instantly by a single sword strike and that Tang San had fled in a sorry state, his handsome face remained completely expressionless, as if everything was within his expectations.

"Tang San... escaped back to the Spirit Hall?" Xue Lingxiao tapped the armrest of the dragon throne lightly with her fingertips, her voice calm.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Harosa bowed. “The spies of the Luo Net tracked him all the way and saw him enter Wuhun City with their own eyes.”

"Very good." Xue Lingxiao's lips curled into a cold smile. "Since he has delivered himself to my door, it saves me the trouble of sending someone to find him."

His gaze swept over the assembled officials in the hall, and his voice suddenly turned stern: "Issue my decree!"

"By order of the Minister of Rites, draft an imperial edict immediately and send it to Martial Soul City!"

"Tell Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall that she has three days to bind the culprit Tang San, as well as all the remaining Spirit Hall members who protected Tang San, and bring them to Holy Spirit City to kowtow and beg for forgiveness before me!"

"Otherwise, wherever our army goes, everything will be destroyed! The Spirit Hall will wipe out the Douluo Continent completely!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was in an uproar!

Is His Majesty... about to declare war on the Spirit Hall directly?!

Although the Holy Spirit Empire is currently at the height of its power and has a strong army, the Spirit Hall has been passed down for ten thousand years, has a profound foundation, and even has the inheritance of gods, making it no easy opponent!
"Your Majesty, please reconsider!" An old minister stepped forward, his voice trembling. "The Spirit Hall is powerful. If we rashly start a war, I fear... I fear it will cause immense suffering to the people of the continent!"

"Wasting countless lives?" Xue Lingxiao sneered, and a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted, causing the old minister's knees to buckle and he to kneel on the ground.

"My purpose in unifying the continent was to end this chaotic and fragmented situation and restore peace and order to the world!"

"Tang San colluded with the Slaughter City to slaughter my people. This is an unforgivable crime!"

"The Spirit Hall's protection of criminals is tantamount to making an enemy of me and the entire Holy Spirit Empire!"

"My mind is made up, no further words are needed!"

Xue Lingxiao's voice was cold and domineering, brooking no argument.

The courtiers fell silent, and no one dared to offer any further advice.

They all knew that once the young emperor made a decision, no one could change it.

Soon, a strongly worded official letter, filled with the implication of an ultimatum, was delivered to Martial Soul City by the envoy of the Holy Spirit Empire at breakneck speed.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong looked at the letter from the Holy Spirit Empire in her hand, her beautiful face shrouded in an unyielding frost.

"What a fine Xue Lingxiao! What a fine Holy Spirit Empire!"

She slammed the official letter onto the long golden table in front of her with a loud bang.

"How dare he threaten me like that?!"

Both the Ghost Leopard Douluo and the Demon Bear Douluo felt the terrifying anger emanating from Bibi Dong and dared not utter a word.

"Your Holiness, please calm your anger," Ghost Leopard Douluo said in a low voice. "Xue Lingxiao's actions are likely not what they seem. He nominally wants us to hand over Tang San, but in reality, he wants to use this opportunity to test the bottom line of our Spirit Hall and even directly provoke a war!"

"Hmph! Does he think I'm afraid of him?" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her phoenix eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Although Tang San is a good-for-nothing, now that he has pledged allegiance to my Spirit Hall, he is one of my men!"

"Xue Lingxiao wants people? Dream on!"

The Demon Bear Douluo said in a muffled voice, "Your Holiness, the envoy from the Holy Spirit Empire is still waiting for a reply outside the hall, we..."

"A reply?" Bibi Dong's lips curled into a cruel smile. "My reply is to tell him to go back and tell Xue Lingxiao!"

"Want Tang San? Let him come and get him himself!"

"I'd like to see if he has the ability!"

The envoy of the Holy Spirit Empire was ultimately driven out of Wuhun City in disgrace.

He brought back Bibi Dong's reply, which was full of provocation and disdain.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Xue Lingxiao listened to the envoy's report without expression.

“Very good.” That was all he said.

But Your Highness and everyone else felt a suffocating sense of oppression.

The rain is coming from the wind!
"It seems Bibi Dong is determined to be my enemy." Xue Lingxiao slowly stood up and glanced at the generals below the palace.

"Since that's the case, then I will grant her wish!"

"Preach my will!"

"The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry shall immediately return to the capital!"

"All Imperial Legions are on high alert!"

"Three days from now, I will personally lead my army to raze Wuhun City to the ground!"

Those who offend my Holy Spirit, no matter how far away, shall be punished!

Xue Lingxiao's voice was like thunder from the heavens, resounding throughout the Lingxiao Palace and announcing the arrival of the final battle between the Holy Spirit Empire and the Spirit Hall!

The entire Douluo Continent was thrown into a huge shock and panic because of Xue Lingxiao's decree.

The Holy Spirit Empire is about to go to war with the Spirit Hall!

If these two most powerful forces in the world were to go to war, the scale of the conflict would likely far exceed any previous conflict in the world of soul masters!
Countless small forces and sects trembled in fear before this impending monstrous wave, lest they be swept away and reduced to dust.

Those old noble forces who had previously harbored resentment towards Xue Lingxiao became more active after learning of this news.

They secretly conspired and were eager to make their move, trying to find their own opportunity in this power struggle between the two giants.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong also received news that Xue Lingxiao was about to personally lead a large army to attack Wuhun City.

There was no fear on her face, but instead a bloodthirsty smile.

"finally coming?"

"Xue Lingxiao, I've been waiting for this day for a very long time!"

She suddenly stood up, her soul power surging, and a terrifying pressure spread out.

"Send the order!"

"All elders, deacons, and soul masters of the Spirit Hall, assemble immediately!"

"The Martial Soul Legion is ready to march at any time!"

"I want Xue Lingxiao to know that the Spirit Hall is not a soft persimmon that he can bully!"

"In this battle, I will ensure he never returns!"

Bibi Dong's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit and madness.

The feud between her and Xue Lingxiao, as well as her ambition for the entire continent, will all be settled in this war!
Holy Spirit Empire, Holy Spirit City.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

An unprecedentedly large and imposing army has assembled outside the city of Holy Spirit.

The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, the Empire's major legions, and the Hall of Worship composed of countless powerful Soul Masters, all displayed their banners and exuded a murderous aura.

Xue Lingxiao, clad in golden armor with dragon patterns and a sword hanging at his waist, stood atop a golden chariot drawn by nine divine dragons.

His gaze was disdainful, his expression cold and stern, like a war god about to go into battle.

Behind him, a group of imperial concubines including Feng Ling, Ma Xiaotao, Shui Bing'er, and Kadan, as well as top empire experts such as Zhao Zilong and Halosa, stood on both sides, each with a solemn expression and high fighting spirit.

"Soldiers!"

Xue Lingxiao's voice, amplified by his soul power, resounded throughout the entire military formation.

"The Spirit Hall's perverse actions, protecting criminals, and wreaking havoc on the continent, are arousing the wrath of both gods and men!"

"Today, I will personally lead you all to relieve the people's suffering, punish the guilty, and sweep away the chaos throughout the world!"

"This battle is for the glory of the empire!"

"Fight for lasting peace!"

"set off!"

With Xue Lingxiao's command, the massive army began to slowly move, like an unstoppable torrent of steel, rolling towards Wuhun City. The heavens and earth changed color, and the winds and clouds surged!
(End of this chapter)