Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 234 The dispute begins

But before the battle could truly begin, a sudden change occurred.

A blood-red crystalline spear appeared without warning, like a streak of crimson lightning, piercing the body of the Grand Elder of the Haotian Sect with unparalleled precision. An eerie red light swirled across the spear, emanating a chilling, malevolent aura that instantly shattered the impending clash of titans.

Wan Di sat atop the throne formed from blood-red crystals, looking down at those below. His tone was calm, yet tinged with impatience: "So much nonsense, what a nuisance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't even glance at the Grand Elder of the Haotian Sect whose body had been pierced through, as if he had just casually dealt with an insignificant matter.

Just as the scene descended into chaos, a series of orderly booming sounds approached from afar. Outside the vast arena, hundreds of Soul Masters in full armor flew in—the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps had arrived. Their auras were linked, forming a powerful pressure, clearly indicating they were equipped with a coordinated Soul Guidance Array, their imposing presence was awe-inspiring.

Seeing the Sun Moon Empire's impressive display, Zhongli Wu's initial desire to join in the fun completely vanished. He waved his hand, signaling his men to sit quietly: "Relax, everyone. Today we're just spectators who paid for our tickets. As the host, the Sun Moon Empire naturally has to stop all 'terrorists' who disrupt the competition. They're here to protect us."

As soon as he finished speaking, his group of Holy Spirit Cult members immediately echoed with "Oh!" and pretended to suddenly understand.

"I see. The Sun and Moon Empire has really put a lot of thought into this."

"Hehe, I told you we didn't do anything today. The Sun Moon Empire can't just start a war with us for no reason."

At this moment, Wuyun Douluo stepped forward with a boastful expression: "Master, I only realized today that our Holy Spirit Cult can be quite reasonable at times. In my opinion, our moral bottom line... seems to have quite a bit of room to be lowered."

"Of course we should learn from the Clear Sky Sect! They're much more domineering and arrogant than us!" Dark Cloud Douluo shouted, his tone tinged with envy.

"Forget it." Zhongli Wu scoffed. "Learn from them? I'm afraid if you keep trying, you'll end up losing your brain too."

A single remark elicited low chuckles from the Holy Spirit Cult members, and the tense atmosphere that had arisen due to the arrival of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps strangely eased somewhat. They watched the spectacle while making fun of the Clear Sky Sect, truly adopting the demeanor of mere spectators.

Before the Holy Spirit Cult members went silent, they didn't forget to make a few sarcastic remarks in the direction of the Haotian Sect, their words full of mockery.

Xia Die paid no attention to this, her cold gaze returning to the tenth elder of Haotian Sect. With a flick of her wrist, she ordered in a deep voice, "Surround these guys who trampled on the rules of the competition."

"Insolence!" The Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect, who was channeling soul power to heal Tang Wutong, suddenly changed his expression. He looked up and glared at Xia Die, shouting, "Does the Sun Moon Empire intend to make an enemy of my Haotian Sect? Think carefully, aren't you afraid of becoming the common enemy of the three great empires by acting like this!" He tried to intimidate her with his power, his words filled with a strong threat.

Xia Die spoke softly, "I was wrong."

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect's expression softened slightly, and he coldly snorted, "It's good that you know."

Unexpectedly, Xia Die changed the subject, her eyes growing even colder: "The mistake was in explaining to people like you with rusty brains."

A single sentence was like a slap in the face to everyone in the Haotian Sect. The Seventh Elder's face, which had just calmed down, instantly turned a deep purplish-red. He was so angry that he trembled all over, but he was speechless for a moment and could not find any words to refute it.

Xia Die raised her hand slightly, and an invisible yet domineering force suddenly descended.

The Haotian Sect members, who had originally intended to act aggressively, suddenly felt a weight on their bodies, as if they were being held down by an invisible giant hand. They were unable to move their limbs and bones, and then they fell downwards involuntarily. With several muffled thuds, they were all pressed to the ground and could not even lift their heads.

Not only them, but even the people of Poseidon Island who were hiding in the shadows were locked onto by that invisible force at the same time. Their bodies froze, and they could no longer hide their whereabouts. They were also suppressed and unable to move, revealing their traces.

Off the field, two battles are raging.

One battlefield was Ni Ye's, where he moved with agility, maneuvering flawlessly against his opponents; the other was Ye Yulin, who controlled a Starry Sky Soul Tool, tightly surrounding three Title Douluos. The Soul Tool shimmered with a star-like light, its movements unpredictable. Ye Yulin, within the formation, fought with perfect balance, displaying remarkable ease and composure, showing no sign of panic.

At this moment, the Soul Masters in the stands were almost completely silent. The powerful figures from all sides were silent, their faces filled with shock.

Who could have imagined that powerful forces like the Haotian Sect and Seagod Island, with their profound foundations, could be completely suppressed by Xia Die with a mere wave of her hand? This strength far exceeded everyone's expectations; it was an absolute power that almost crushed all opponents, leaving everyone who witnessed this scene trembling in shock and speechless. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, those forces that attempted to cause trouble were completely wiped out. Such swift and terrifying methods and results left everyone present terrified.

Whether it was Xia Die's absolute power suppressing powerful enemies with a mere wave of her hand, Kong Deming's display of top-tier soul tool power, or Jing Hongchen and Ye Yulin's effortless handling of multiple opponents, all these events greatly shocked the various factions, overturning their preconceived notions of strength. However, after a brief silence, a heartfelt cheer erupted from the audience. The people of the Sun Moon Empire, who had witnessed this battle, were completely ecstatic. They stood up, waving their arms, shouting at the top of their lungs, cheering for their nation's powerful warriors.

"The Sun and Moon Empire is forever invincible! The Sun and Moon Empire is forever invincible!"

"We are the most powerful nation! We have the most powerful guardian spirit!"

A deafening roar of cheers swept across the entire competition square, lasting for a long time. Every word was filled with indescribable pride and excitement, as if to spread this glory throughout the world.

The thunderous cheers that resounded through the sky temporarily brought an end to this swift and decisive battle in which the enemy was wiped out.

As the smoke from the battle gradually dissipated in the square, the powerful figures of the Sun Moon Empire stood tall and imposing, the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps stood in solemn formation, and the rebellious forces had either vanished into thin air or been completely subdued. At this moment, the aura of victory intertwined with the fervor of the people; though the peace was brief, it already revealed an unparalleled power. To dare to declare the annihilation of everyone in the Sun Moon Empire amidst the fighting—just what kind of bizarre individuals comprised the Clear Sky Sect?

Not only the Holy Spirit Cult, but even the Spirit Hall team was speechless.

Watching the farce unfold, Qian Renxue couldn't help but whisper to Luo Tiancha beside her, "Mother, back then... they defeated us using this very guise?"

This is truly bizarre. How could the Spirit Hall, once so powerful, have fallen to a group of people who spout wild words and act without any rhyme or reason? Qian Renxue felt it was absurd, her heart filled with indescribable complex emotions.

Luo Tiancha's gaze darkened slightly, and he remained silent, but his tightly pursed lips revealed a hint of indifference that was exactly the same as Qian Renxue's.

Poison Undying's expression was grave, secretly relieved—thankfully, the Body Sect had remained inactive these past few days, otherwise their fate would have been dire. Just moments before, amidst the fierce battle, he had frequently glanced back towards the arena, witnessing firsthand the entire process of the Clear Sky Sect's experts causing trouble being suppressed and killed. The loss of over ten Title Douluos in one fell swoop was heartbreaking, especially considering that seven or eight of them were powerful figures from the Heavenly Soul Empire.

Thinking that other forces had also offered assistance, Du Busi couldn't help but wipe away a cold sweat and began to seriously consider the future path of the Body Sect.

Perhaps, we really should agree to the conditions proposed by that little girl. Hoping that the Haotian Sect would help us fight against the Sun Moon Empire is clearly wishful thinking—those guys are simply not trustworthy.

It would be better to consider joining the Sun Moon Empire. His gaze shifted to Xia Die, who was confronting the Holy Spirit Cult on the arena, and he thought to himself: Although she hasn't agreed to anything yet, in terms of temperament and talent, this person is far superior to those scoundrels from the Clear Sky Sect. Following such a force is better than associating with those reckless fools and ending up dead. The great battle ended, the storm subsided, and this unexpected chaos finally came to a temporary close.

A faint smile appeared on Xia Die's face. She took two quick steps forward, her sharp gaze sweeping around the room. She declared loudly, "The Haotian Sect has violated the competition rules and arbitrarily interfered in normal Soul Battles. This is the second time they have launched a terrorist attack against our country! They attacked the competition participants and did not restrain themselves afterward. Their rampant behavior almost destroyed our competition venue. Such evil deeds are enough to make them enemies of our country!"

Her voice carried clearly throughout the hall, with an undeniable authority: "From this day forward, our nation will thoroughly purge all elements associated with these two major forces!"

After a brief pause, Xia Die's tone became even more sharp: "From this day forward, anyone who helps anyone or any force of the Haotian Sect, anyone who dares to stand on the same side as them, will be our country's mortal enemy!"

His words were resounding and clear, announcing the Sun Moon Empire's complete purge of the Haotian Sect and sending the clearest warning to all hidden forces.

"Now, seize all these criminals and imprison them!" Xia Die gave the order.

"Yes!" the members of the Imperial Dragon Soul Instructor Corps responded in unison, their movements swift.

Jing Hongchen had already prepared level eight soul-guided binding chains, which firmly bound the elders of the Haotian Sect. At this moment, he suddenly pulled the chains, and the bound elders lost their balance and stumbled. Their usual arrogance vanished, leaving them only in a sorry state.

The other trainees were treated somewhat "politely." Under the guard of the Imperial Dragon Soul Mentor Corps soldiers, they listlessly boarded the prison vans, lying down one by one in the carriages with empty eyes and no life, their former high spirits gone.

Tang Wutong, however, would never be so "compliant." She was held alone in a prison cart, but her treatment was far harsher than the others—she was bound like a dumpling, with only her head protruding, pressed tightly against the cart's bars. Her once bright and beautiful eyes were now dim, even her focus was blurred. She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the sky where a fierce battle had just taken place. Her long, disheveled hair clung messily to her cheeks, and she seemed as if her soul had been ripped from her body. Clearly, she still couldn't accept the sudden reality before her—the once invincible Haotian Sect had been defeated so miserably, and she herself had fallen to such a state.

She couldn't understand how she, a little princess and little witch who had been showered with love and affection from the divine realm since childhood and possessed divine blood, could have suffered such a complete defeat in this Douluo world.
What she found even harder to accept was that she had been defeated by a few "natives" in her eyes. Especially... even her soulmate, who should have been her soulmate, had become an enemy force, and she couldn't even defeat him.

A tremendous sense of loss and resentment surged within me, and tears uncontrollably blurred my vision. My former arrogance and pride shattered completely at this moment.

(End of this chapter)