Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

Chapter 209 Becoming a god requires faith, faith in angels.

Xue Qinghe truly did not expect that Bai Jing from Jianyu Hall was actually a Title Douluo, and that she was so decisive in killing; she would take action without saying a word.

At the same time, a signal flare shot into the sky, but it was too late to stop it.

Xue Qinghe had a bad feeling. He just wanted to see that bastard, how did it escalate into such a serious incident?

"Bai Jing."

Bai Jing's cold shout came from the sky: "Emperor Xue Qing, now that you have sent troops to surround this place, I have no interest in asking about right or wrong. Now prepare to face the wrath of the Po Tian Sect!"

As she spoke, Tang Yuehua was grabbed by Bai Jing and lifted into the sky, disappearing in a very short time.

Xue Qinghe's face immediately turned extremely ugly; it seemed he had made a terrible move.

Aren't the people from the Senba Hall supposed to be in charge of intelligence gathering? Why are they handling things so bluntly?

Not only did they show no respect, they also attacked without warning.

Xue Qinghe felt a headache coming on as he looked at the two sides poised to attack. The people of Potian Sect could not die here.

Otherwise, things will get much worse.

"stop!"

"Make the people from Senba-do leave."

Xue Qinghe eventually gave way.

The members of Senba-do exchanged glances, then cut off all the children's heads in their hands to confirm that the faces were correct and that the children had not been switched before taking the heads and bodies back to report.

As for today's events, they will naturally be reported to Lord Yang Wusha for a decision.

evening.

Yang Yun then met Tang Yuehua.

Ye Lingling stepped forward to take Yang Yun's pulse and slowly shook her head, saying, "She doesn't have what you're thinking about."

The next second, Tang Yuehua's world spun around.

A crisp "thump!" rang out in the living room.

Yang Yun's decisiveness did not surprise Ye Lingling in the slightest. A pale green light shone up to stop the bleeding at the part where the corpse was separated, so as not to dirty the floor.

If Ye Lingling were willing, Tang Yuehua might not necessarily die now; it just would require a lot of effort.

But why bother with all that effort?

Soon after Bai Jing brought the person in, she arrived with a group of subordinates to clean the floor.

Shortly after, Yang Wusha transmitted his voice: "Sect Master, Emperor Xue Qing of the Heaven Dou Empire wishes to see you."

Yang Yun glanced at Ye Lingling in his arms and decisively said, "I'm busy tonight."

He then put his arm around Ye Lingling and they moved to another room to sleep.

Upon receiving the message, Xue Qinghe's face turned green. He felt a surge of frustration as he watched his territory being continuously eroded on the simulated sand table in front of him.

He had only been emperor for a few days when he sent that woman to take away what he had worked so hard to seize.

They want me to go back and take some kind of divine test, it's so annoying.

It wouldn't be impossible to stop Bai Jing during the day, but that would really drag the Potian Sect into the fray.

It's bad for everyone; if things go wrong, the entire Avalanche Star Luo Empire might turn against us.

All of this will be for naught.

"What would you do if you were in my shoes?" Xue Qinghe asked to himself.

The dark feathers dyed half of Xue Qinghe's shoulder a multicolored black.

"If it were me, I would fly directly to the Potian Sect and sit down myself," another voice came from Xue Qinghe's body.

As expected, he was truly insane and depraved; worthy of being called a twelve-winged fallen angel.

"That divine position is somewhat useful to us, though not too big or too small. However, it seems the rank of the Angel God is not high enough. With my help, it's possible that we might be able to surpass the Angel God."

"Inheriting a divine position isn't necessarily a bad thing, why not give it a try? There's no use in rushing it, but simply holding the position of an angel god isn't enough to elevate one's divine status."

Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly: "What do you mean?"

"The Heaven Dou Empire cannot simply be handed over to the Spirit Empire; of course, if you were the king of the Spirit Empire, the situation would be different, wouldn't it? Becoming a god requires faith, faith in angels."

Xue Qinghe fell silent. He had already broken through to the Title Douluo level; but if they really fought, he was probably no match for that woman.

"It seems I really need to go back. Grandpa's help is very important. I want to be the king of the Spirit Empire, so it's necessary to gather the Angel Legion. We don't need to do those stinky missions of chasing evil anymore."

"If the twelve-winged fallen angels of light wish to inherit the divine position of the angel god and elevate it, they need to spread our faith; but not the faith of the six-winged angels, but the faith of the twelve-winged fallen angels."

The dark-skinned Qian Renxue spoke slowly in a seductive voice.

Xue Qinghe's grandfather's image flashed through his mind: "Are you confident you can defeat Grandpa? Or do you think that with our current strength, we can survive Grandpa's attacks?"

The fallen angel chuckled softly, and after a long while, said, "You are your grandfather's most beloved granddaughter, and he would never bear to kill you; however, the rest of the angel set's soul bones can be absorbed."

"Once I've gathered all the angelic divine gear, I can extend its lifespan to 100,000 years without it inheriting a divine position; instead of the useless 99,999 years. Who does being a year short really bother?"

Xue Qinghe fell silent again. Her lifelong faith in the Angel God made it impossible for her to slander the Angel God without restraint.

However, in her opinion, this matter was indeed not very ethical.

"As expected, men only influence my judgment."

The fallen angel scoffed, "You weren't like this when you were swinging around that day. You seemed much more uninhibited than I am, a fallen angel; you were screaming louder too, heh heh heh."

Xue Qinghe's face darkened, and the fallen angel vanished instantly, showing no intention of continuing the argument with Xue Qinghe.

The two were originally one, and their ability to get along in this way is largely due to Yang Yun's presence.

So teasing him a bit is no big deal.

"We need to speed things up." Xue Qinghe's face began to mimic the expressions of madness and rage.

Otherwise, how can we accelerate the depletion of the Heavenly Dou Empire's military strength and continuously send cities out?

Such an army, if it were to be overturned by an avalanche and regrouped, would only be a ragged army of defeated soldiers with no ability to resist.

The true elites had long been killed by the avalanche army or died at the hands of the Martial Soul Empire.

Those guarding Xue Qinghe were always elites drawn from the Spirit Hall; there was no way they would go out and risk their lives.

But since the decision has been made, it's impossible to only make this one preparation.

Qian Jun Douluo was summoned by Qian Renxue, who instructed him to send a message back to his grandfather, instructing him to gather all the Angel Legion members and return to the Spirit Hall to await orders.

Meanwhile, it's time for the hidden pieces to be put to use, ensuring that they can take control of the newly established Martial Soul Empire in the shortest possible time.

Of course, the most important thing is the Angel Set; I need to absorb the remaining Angel Set Soul Bones as soon as I get back.