Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 315 Palace Chaos

"Goron!"

Avalanche and Snow Star turned pale instantly. Golong's appearance showed that their plans were completely under Xue Qinghe's control.

This is terrible. The reason the two of them were able to keep their wealth and status was because of Xue Ye's dying wish, but now they have been involved in treason and caught red-handed. Now, even if Xue Qinghe wants to kill them, no one in the court will say a word against it.

Ning Fengzhi's expression was also extremely ugly, but now he had no way back and this was the only option he could take.

"kill!"

Ning Fengzhi's usually refined face was now filled with a chilling murderous intent: "Listen up, everyone! If you want to live, charge forward and kill Xue Qinghe and Ge Long! This is our only chance!"

"Yes, brothers, kill!"

As if waking from a dream, Avalanche and Snowstar immediately urged their troops to launch an attack.

Once Xue Qinghe and Ge Long are dead, the Tian Dou Empire's army will be leaderless. As the highest-ranking and most legitimate princes among the royal family members, they will have enough leverage to offer high-ranking positions and generous salaries to win over the army and make it work for them.

With the emperor and the grand marshal dead, who else can they serve?

"Stubborn fools, kill them!"

Golong roared and commanded his army to charge towards the enemy.

Although Goron's army outnumbered the enemy's by several times and consisted entirely of the best-equipped elite troops, dealing with the armies that Avalanche and Snowstar had lured in with various benefits was like an elephant crushing ants.

The only thing that troubled them was the thousands of soul masters at the core of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. With the assistance of hundreds of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda soul masters, the combat power of these thousands of soul masters was no less than that of tens of thousands of troops. Under the fierce fighting of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School soul masters, the two sides were evenly matched for a time.

"Uncle Jian, take down Goron!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes turned slightly cold, and with a cold shout, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, dressed in a snow-white robe, rode his flying sword and rushed towards Ge Long like lightning.

Bone Douluo was left at the sect by Ning Fengzhi. With all the elites of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School out at this moment, only some old, weak, women and children were left in the sect. There had to be a strong person who could hold the fort and keep order.

"Marshal Goron, surrender!"

In the blink of an eye, Sword Douluo had already appeared in front of Golong.

"Traitorous wretch, you're dreaming!"

With a roar, eight perfectly matched soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—rose up, and a massive beast with a jackal's body and a dragon's head, holding a sword in its mouth, appeared behind him.

Yazi!

Ge Long's martial spirit is remarkably similar to Ya Zi, the second son of the dragon among the nine sons of the dragon. Of course, it is only in resemblance; there is not a trace of true dragon blood in Ge Long's martial spirit.

Even so, Golong's martial soul is still an extremely powerful one. However, because Golong prefers military affairs to cultivation, he neglected his cultivation and could only reach the Soul Douluo realm for the rest of his life.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Wrath of Yazi!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire have cooperated for many years and know each other well. Ge Long naturally knew how strong Sword Douluo was and did not hesitate to use his strongest soul skill immediately.

The pseudo-Yazi behind Ge Long opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar, containing terrifying soul power fluctuations that surged toward Sword Douluo.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Awe-inspiring Across the Land!"

Sword Douluo's fifth spirit ring lit up, unleashing a powerful Seven Kill Sword Qi that transformed into overwhelming pressure, instantly shattering Ge Long's eighth spirit skill and heading straight for Ge Long.

boom!

A terrifying burst of sword energy erupted, and Golong coughed up a mouthful of blood, flying backward off the tiger's back.

Chen Xin pursued closely, slashing horizontally with his sword, aiming straight for Ge Long.

At this critical moment, a twelve-foot-long spear, entirely black, suddenly descended from the sky, blocking Chen Xin's sword for Ge Long.

Unlike other royal retainers, Golong is the top military figure in the Heavenly Dou Empire. The Nine Star Palace is full of powerful figures, but there is not a single outstanding commander who can lead a million-strong army to fight on the battlefield. Therefore, before the continent is unified, Golong cannot die.

"Soul-Shattering Spear, are you Yang Wudi?"

Chen Xin frowned slightly. The Po Clan was once one of the four clans affiliated with the Haotian Sect, and the Soul-Breaking Spear was not unfamiliar to him.

What shocked him was that the recoil from the Seven Kill Sword had caused his soul power to momentarily become disordered.

Yang Wudi has become even stronger!

"That's right, Sword Douluo!"

Yang Wudi slowly appeared, and with a wave of his hand, the Soul-Breaking Spear returned to his hand. At the same time, nine soul rings were successively attached to the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The moment the nine spirit rings appeared, Sword Douluo's pupils constricted sharply. Although he had anticipated that Yang Wudi would become stronger, he did not expect him to be this strong.

Judging from the soul power fluctuations emanating from Yang Wudi, his soul power is probably no less than level ninety-five.

How is that possible?

Sword Douluo couldn't believe what he was seeing. Yang Wudi was of the same generation as him, and Sword Douluo had heard about his past.

A Soul Douluo who is stuck at level 82 at the age of 80 will probably never be able to break through to the Title Douluo level in his lifetime, let alone reach level 95, a watershed that is difficult for even Title Douluos to cross.

Could this be the foundation of the Nine Star Palace?

Even with Sword Douluo's composure, at this moment, he couldn't help but have a thought that shouldn't have arisen.

If Yang Wudi's talent is enough to reach such a level, then if he joins the Nine Star Palace, could he surpass his father and grandfather and reach the level 99 limit?

The Sword Douluo wouldn't even dare to dream of reaching level 100.

Yang Wudi took in the changes in Sword Douluo's expression. He was filled with relief and gratitude towards Xiao Yu. If Xiao Yu hadn't personally invited him to join the Nine Star Palace back then, he would never have had the chance to stand in front of Sword Douluo in this way.

"Sword Douluo, today I will make you my first opponent after becoming a Title Douluo. My Title Douluo is Breaking Soul!"

Yang Wudi roared, and his explosive soul power, full of sharpness, was suddenly released. The black light on the Soul-Breaking Spear surged, and all his aura was concentrated on this one spear, which went straight for Sword Douluo.

Sensing the chilling killing intent emanating from the Soul-Breaking Spear, Sword Douluo finally came to his senses. With a furious snort, an even more powerful sword aura than the one he had used against Ge Long erupted from his body, and he unleashed a fierce slash at the Soul-Breaking Spear.

clang!

A loud clang of metal clashing rang out, shaking the entire arena. The intense fluctuations in soul power caused both sides in the midst of their battle to pause for a moment.

(End of this chapter)