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

Chapter 89: Nation Destruction and Race Extinction, Avalanche: One Choice

The speed of the movement was so fast that the avalanche had no time to react; it could only stare wide-eyed as the longsword approached.

"laugh"

With a disdainful sneer, a burst of flame melted the longsword in front of Xue Feng into molten iron, which dripped onto the ground. Xue Feng, who was holding the longsword, was engulfed in flames and burned to ashes before he could even utter a word.

The avalanche stumbled back a few steps and grabbed the edge of the carriage door.

"And who are you, senior?"

It had no spirit rings, no aura, and no presence; it was like a fire in nature, no different from an ordinary campfire.

No one present could sense his presence.

Ah Li appeared before everyone wearing a flame mask, her voice altered to a mix of male and female to say, "I am the Different Flame Douluo, a Title Douluo of level 95 or above; your spirit rings are not worthy of your attention."

He then snapped his fingers.

All the guards present during the avalanche, including their followers who had been with them for over a decade, were burned to ashes by the sudden burst of flames.

Ali sneered, "Prince Avalanche, you now have two paths before you; one is to swallow this bead and I will save you and let you leave; the other is to ensure your safe return to the Heaven Dou Empire and continue to pretend to be your纨绔 (playboy) prince."

"Secondly, I'm leaving you here; you will face a combination of ten Soul Douluos and thirty Soul Saints from both the Star Luo Empire and the Spirit Hall."

"Shall we pick one?"

Avalanche stared at Ali in disbelief, then asked in terror, "Weren't you the one my uncle, Prince Xuexing, sent to save me? How come you..."

Ali's gaze sharpened as she stared at Xue Beng, sneering, "Stop acting in front of me. Put away your clumsy acting skills; if you say another word, I'll kill you right now and let Xue Qinghe ascend the throne."

Upon hearing this, Xue Beng's eyes darted around erratically.

Given his intelligence and abilities, he simply couldn't think of any way to break this deadlock.

This situation is a certain death trap.

It's impossible that the Heavenly Dou Empire didn't secretly send out a support team; the fact that they haven't arrived yet suggests that their powerful ally has contributed significantly.

A desolate, bitter smile graced Xue Beng's face.

"I am a prince, a prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire; you want me to be your puppet emperor, don't you?"

"No matter how much of a good-for-nothing playboy I usually pretend to be, what makes you think I would tolerate this kind of humiliation?"

Ali casually picked at her nails and said, "If you can't bear this humiliation, your good elder brother—no, I should say the Spirit Hall's people disguised as your elder brother—will successfully kill your father and ascend the throne."

"The Spirit Hall will effortlessly seize the Heaven Dou Empire's foundation built over countless years. Then, the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire will reach an agreement to destroy the Star Luo Empire. Do you think the people of the Heaven Dou Empire will have any objections?"

"After destroying the Star Luo Empire, what happened? The fake Xue Qinghe from the Heaven Dou Empire sent all of the Heaven Dou Empire's army and loyal followers to the battlefield against the Spirit Hall, where they were mercilessly slaughtered."

"I don't need to spell out what will happen then, do I?"

I'll give you ten seconds to think about it.

Xue Beng plopped down in front of the carriage, muttering, "The country will be destroyed and the race exterminated. The Xue family and others of the Heavenly Dou Empire will cease to exist; they will disappear completely and become a history that is simply glossed over."

"And the Spirit Hall, the biggest winner, will be the biggest winner on this chessboard."

"I lost, I lost completely and utterly; all that's left is death. Even if I survive, I will never let you, this imposter Xue Qinghe, steal my Heaven Dou Empire's eight-hundred-year foundation and bury it to the Spirit Hall."

As she spoke, Xue Beng grabbed the embers from Ali's hand and swallowed them whole. The pain she had imagined did not occur.

Avalanche looked up at Ali with some confusion: "Your Majesty, what is this?"

Ali replied, "If you have no ulterior motives, it can help you speed up your cultivation and bring you many benefits; but if you have ulterior motives, it will be your death warrant."

"Alright, stay here. I'll go take care of those assassins."

As he spoke, he vanished from the spot like flames, and a figure wearing a bull's head mask and engulfed in flames emerged from the darkness and slowly approached the avalanche.

This made the avalanche very nervous, and the other party did not answer the questions; but it did not mean to harm itself.

In less than half a day, Ali was back in front of the avalanche; she was holding a large ball of white gas that she didn't know what it was.

"Hey! Do you want to quickly increase your soul power?" Ali suddenly asked Xue Beng.

Looking at the large wisp of white mist in Ali's hand, Xue Beng asked suspiciously, "You don't mean you're going to use this to boost my soul power, do you?"

"I was born into royalty and know that everything comes at a price; there is no such thing as a free lunch. If there is no benefit, there is only the cost."

"What's the price for this thing to increase soul power?"

Ali thought about it carefully: "These are all soul power extracted from those who wanted to kill you. The aura is a bit mixed. The price is not high. At most, it will damage your foundation, but it will increase your soul power by at least 5 levels."

"The stuff you swallowed can help purify it a bit, it just takes a while; want to try it? Just open your mouth and suck it in."

Without hesitation, Avalanche took the ball of soul power from Ali's hand and opened its mouth to greedily absorb it.

If an outsider were to see this, they would find that the way Avalanche is absorbing soul power looks just like an evil soul master; it is incredibly wicked.

Originally, he had been pretending to be lazy and his cultivation level was barely at level 30, but now his soul power level was rising rapidly as if he were riding a rocket.

It only stopped after its soul power soared to level 38.

Avalanche knew that this kind of improvement in soul power level was obtained by exchanging it for the foundation of the body. The most direct feeling was that he now felt his soul power was more unstable than ever before.

Just like a balloon, although the increase in soul power brought by raising one's soul power to level eight is significant, the pure soul power cultivated by oneself is mixed with a large amount of impure energy from other soul masters.

The quality of soul power has also dropped several levels.

Ali, standing to the side, stroked her chin and pondered for a long time. This method seemed to be able to be improved; perhaps it could create a team of elite Soul Masters who would grow stronger with each battle.

The more you kill, the stronger you become, but this method damages your foundation and potential; eventually, your level becomes fixed and you can no longer improve.

Their lifespan will also be greatly limited and they will decline.

If Ye Lingling were to be promoted to Title Douluo, it might alleviate the situation slightly, but this elite group of Soul Masters would undoubtedly face certain death.

It can only be used to train suicide soldiers.

The Heaven Dou Empire has a large army to experiment with, and it doesn't matter if people who aren't their own die; at worst, they can try to find those Soul Masters who are desperate or whose potential is about to be exhausted.

"Don't look at me like I've lost my parents. Use your soul power to nourish that thing you were given; it will naturally help purify your soul power in time, as long as you don't have any ulterior motives."

Ali said calmly.

"From now on, the Ox will be by your side to protect you. Be brave and start seizing power! I will help you train your army and subordinates well so that you won't be defeated too quickly. If you can win, that would be even better, hahaha."

The laughter of the Flame Douluo echoed through the dense forest, while a mad flame flickered in Xue Beng's eyes.

(End of this chapter)