Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

The Imperial Palace of the Sun and Moon Empire, this magnificent architectural complex symbolizing the supreme power of the empire, is currently being torn apart by a sudden force.

This force did not come from natural disasters, nor from external armies, but from a commando team composed of elite soul masters.

They were few in number, but each of them possessed terrifying strength at the level of a seventh-ring Soul Saint or higher.

They were dressed in matching black outfits, their faces covered with masks, revealing only their sharp, hawk-like eyes.

Fifteen minutes ago, this commando team silently infiltrated the palace.

Under the cover of night, they moved like ghosts among the pavilions and towers, avoiding layers of guards.

Their only goal was the Imperial Study, located deep within the palace—the residence of Xu Tianran, the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire.

The battle began the moment they stepped into the palace.

Facing the elite Soul Masters, Soul Instructors, and guards within the palace, these assault team members displayed astonishing combat prowess.

They acted decisively, each move deadly, taking a life with every attack.

Although the guards inside the palace fought desperately, they were like moths drawn to a flame, unable to stop the intruders.

Blood stained the floor of the magnificent palace.

Screams echoed in the silent night sky.

These commandos were like sharp knives, tearing through the palace's defenses with unstoppable force.

Their steps were firm and steady, without the slightest hesitation or pause, their goal being the Imperial Study where Crown Prince Xu Tianran resided.

At the very front of the group, a tall, slender young man was charging forward at an astonishing speed.

The soul power emanating from him was intense and domineering, like a raging flame.

Wherever he went, the guards didn't even have time to react before they were blasted away by the shockwave of his soul power, their fate unknown.

This young man was none other than Long Aotian, a rising star among the younger generation of the Body Sect.

He possesses a powerful martial soul that allows him to transform his skin into various forms, making him terrifying in both attack and defense. At this moment, he is unleashing his full power, charging towards the Imperial Study like a black lightning bolt.

Long Aotian took a sudden step forward, and the solid bluestone pavement shattered inch by inch under his feet, making a teeth-grinding sound.

His arms were outstretched, like an eagle spreading its wings, and his muscles were taut, as if he were brimming with explosive power.

He roared, his voice echoing like thunder across the battlefield, making the windows of the surrounding buildings vibrate.

His skin, at this moment, became his most powerful weapon, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

This sheen is not evenly distributed, but flows like water with his movements, sometimes showing a cold, hard steel color, and sometimes transforming into a rustic bronze texture.

He suddenly threw a punch, and a loud bang erupted in the air. A visible shockwave spread outwards from his fist in all directions.

Wherever the shockwave passed, the soldiers of the Sun Moon Empire who had no time to dodge were thrown out like leaves swept up by a gale, crashing heavily to the ground in the distance, emitting painful howls.

Faced with the oncoming soul-guided ray, he simply twisted his body to the side and easily dodged it.

The rays struck the buildings behind him, exploding into dazzling bursts of fire, but they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

His body moved nimbly across the battlefield, like a lithe cheetah weaving through the enemy ranks. Each strike brought a storm of blood and gore; those soldiers of the Sun Moon Empire he touched were all left with broken bones and screaming as they fell to the ground.

Above his head, a bright moon radiated a soft silver glow. The moonlight seemed to come alive, transforming into beams of light that precisely locked onto the soul-guided cannons that were charging.

Under the beam of light, the soul-guided cannon's energy circuit quickly overloaded, emitting a piercing alarm sound, then billowing out plumes of black smoke, and completely malfunctioning.

"Help me ascend. Amplify!" A delicate shout rang out behind Long Aotian, the voice clear and melodious, yet containing an undeniable authority.

Upon hearing the sound, Long Aotian turned around abruptly, bending his knees slightly, ready to receive the impact. The next moment, a slender figure landed lightly on his shoulder.

The figure wore a light blue dress, and her long, black hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head, swaying gently with her movements.

On her delicate and pretty face, a pair of bright eyes sparkled with wisdom. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, as she directed the amplified soul masters behind her.

Dozens of beams of different colors converged from all directions, completely enveloping the figure.

These lights came from different amplification Soul Masters, each light representing an amplification effect: strength, speed, defense, mental power... The various amplifications stacked together, causing the figure's aura to rise steadily, quickly reaching a heart-palpitating level.

In the next instant, the figure rose into the air like lightning.

The pitch-black night was torn apart by streaks of silvery-white light, like the sharp blade of a god slicing through the stillness of the night. The light grew brighter and brighter, as if a new star was being born in the night sky.

The bright, clear moon of before was now bathed in this dazzling silver light, transforming into a gigantic silver moon, hanging high in the sky, radiating a cold and majestic glow. It was larger and brighter than the moon had ever been before, as if a star had truly descended to earth to envelop the entire world in its radiance.

The silvery moonlight poured down like water, illuminating the earth in a silvery white light, but also highlighting the even deeper darkness around it.

Where the moonlight reached, the air twisted and shattered violently, emitting sharp, ear-piercing explosions, as if space itself was overwhelmed by this powerful force.

Around this enormous silver moon, an absolute dark vacuum formed, in which no matter could exist, and even light was completely swallowed up, forming a chilling black halo.

The figure was bathed in silver moonlight, like a god descending to earth.

She slowly raised her hands, making a strange gesture in front of her chest. Her ten fingers were slender and long, yet they contained a powerful force that sent chills down one's spine.

As she moved, the last halo on her body, which had been dim and blood-red, suddenly lit up, emitting an eerie light, as if it were a blood-red flame from the depths of hell, burning fiercely behind her.

The crimson light grew stronger and stronger, gradually staining the surrounding silver moonlight and turning the originally cold silver moon into a shocking crimson hue.

The silver moon turned into a blood moon, foreshadowing the impending bloodshed. A nauseating, sweet-smelling stench permeated the sky, as if the blood of countless living beings had gathered together to form a sea of ​​blood, threatening to devour the entire world.

The soldiers below, whether attacking or defending, were stunned by this sudden change. They stared blankly at the strange phenomenon in the sky, their eyes filled with horror and fear.

The strong smell of blood made them feel nauseous, as if they could already foresee the tragic fate that awaited them.

Not only ordinary soldiers, but also seasoned generals and high-ranking Soul Masters were all shocked by this powerful force.

They stared intently at the figure in the sky, their hearts filled with doubt and unease. They had never seen such terrifying power, nor could they fathom its origin.

The dozens of amplifying rays of light, from different soul tools and soul skills, fell upon that figure without reservation, providing her with a continuous source of power.

These colorful rays intertwined to form a magnificent pillar of light, making the figure appear even more majestic and sacred.

Among all the lights, the most eye-catching was a pagoda floating in the air.

The pagoda has seven stories, and its entire body is crystal clear, emitting a soft white light.

At this moment, all five levels of the pagoda lit up with dazzling light, and five brilliant colored lights shot out from the pagoda, like five colorful dragons, swirling around the figure and providing her with a powerful boost.

These five dazzling beams of light represent the greatest amplification of all, signifying the pinnacle of human soul-guided technology.

Xu Tianran also saw the shocking blood moon. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in them.

He muttered to himself, "Eight rings, Contra?" His tone was tinged with disbelief and deep apprehension.

The orange beside him had already stepped in front of him without hesitation when the blood moon appeared, protecting him firmly behind him.

Her face was grave, and her beautiful eyes were filled with vigilance and worry.

The powerful oppressive feeling from the sky made her heart pound, as if it were about to tear her apart.

Although a golden soul-guided shield had already risen from around them, firmly protecting her and Xu Tianran within it. That golden shield emitted powerful energy fluctuations, possessing the defensive power of a level nine soul-guided device, enough to withstand any attack.

But for some reason, Orange still didn't feel at ease. She always felt a strange unease, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Just then, a loud phoenix cry suddenly rang out across the sky, breaking the silence of the night and temporarily dispelling the fear and unease in everyone's hearts.

A dense, dark red light suddenly rose from another courtyard next to Xu Tianran's study, like a volcanic eruption, carrying a world-destroying force as it shot straight into the sky.

After the dark red light rose, it quickly took shape, transforming into a jet-black phoenix with dark red flames rising all over its body.

This phoenix was enormous, with wingspans reaching tens of meters. Its entire body was covered in black scales, each scale emitting a faint, cold light, like a demon god from the depths of hell, carrying a furious rage that could burn everything, and it hurtled towards the figure in the air like lightning.

Blood Moon Eclipse!

The air was thick with the stench of blood, as if the whole world had been dyed crimson.

The blood-red light, like a bolt of lightning descending from the sky, carried an aura of annihilation, instantly tearing apart the once peaceful battlefield.

The sky, which was originally clear and cloudless, was now stained with an eerie red by the sudden burst of blood-red light, as if it were a sign of divine wrath.

Even the titled Douluo watching from afar couldn't help but feel a chill, sensing an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their throats, making it impossible for them to breathe.

The speed of the blood-red light was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to catch it; only a blood-red afterimage could be seen flashing by.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to evaporate completely, leaving behind a vacuum. The once calm air now rippled violently like boiling water.

The black phoenix that suddenly rose up was just about to spread its wings and fly high when it was startled by the sudden flash of blood.

She could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained within the blood-red light, a terrifying power capable of utterly destroying her.

Black Phoenix dared not be negligent. She exerted all her strength, flapped her wings suddenly, and her body shot up dozens of meters in an instant, like an arrow released from a bow.

Fortunately, the blood-red light was not aimed at her, but rather swept past beneath her, its target being Ju Zi, who was doing her best to maintain the level nine soul guide shield.

The blood-red light was too fast; it was so fast that Ju Zi didn't have time to react and could only watch helplessly as the blood-red light hurtled towards her.

Just before the blood-red light was about to strike the orange, the originally golden level nine soul guide shield was suddenly dyed with an eerie blood-red color.

The crimson color spread rapidly, as if it were alive, and in the blink of an eye, it dyed the entire protective shield blood red.

Inside the protective shield, Orange felt as if she were surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, with everything appearing blood red.

The blood and qi within her body surged violently as the blood-red light approached, as if they were about to burst forth from her body.

Ju Zi suppressed the churning blood and qi within her body and desperately urged her soul power, trying to condense another layer of protective shield to resist the terrifying blood light.

However, before she could even condense the protective shield, an irresistible suction force came from behind her, pulling her over.

Orange felt a blur before her eyes, and the next moment, she found herself in a warm and strong embrace. Immediately afterward, she saw everything around her change, turning into a crimson gold.

That crimson-gold light was so dazzling and so warm, as if it could dispel all the darkness and cold in the world.

"A 100,000-year-old soul skill! Is this the power of a 100,000-year-old soul skill?" Orange was shocked and her mind went blank.

Theoretically speaking, a level nine soul-guided shield can withstand attacks from a Title Douluo.

However, this theory seems to be invalid in the face of truly powerful Soul Masters.

The figure in the sky clearly only possessed the cultivation level of the eighth ring! (End of Chapter)