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Ye Lan kept his eyes closed, carefully sensing the internal shifts in his power.
A flash of shock crossed his pupils. He realized that, much like the Blue Silver Radiant Being he had nurtured, his own physical constitution had hit a plateau at the 990,000-year mark.
It made sense; if his physical stats could ascend into the million-year level, the task of fully absorbing the Heart of Life and Destruction Lungs would likely be complete. He had a premonition that once a specific condition was met, his physical power would undergo a sudden, explosive leap. This seemed to be a universal restriction; he suspected that Gu Yuena had likely reached the same physical peak.
While his physical stats hadn't broken through, his Soul Power had effectively doubled. Increased soul power meant the foundational life force of his Blue Silver Grass had risen, which in turn directly amplified his overall combat strength.
After a moment of calculation, Ye Lan asked, "Grandpa, how much time has passed?"
"Over two days," Qian Daoliu replied. "Xiao Xue is likely at her wit's end by now. Gu Yuena and the Myriad Beast Empire will be marching on the Heaven Dou Empire any moment."
"There's still time. Grandpa, take us to Spirit City. It's been a long time since I've seen the scenery there," Ye Lan remarked, a touch of nostalgia in his voice.
Having experienced death at the hands of Bo Saixi, Ye Lan had become significantly more cautious. Back when he was a Soul Emperor, encountering a Quasi-God meant certain death. He couldn't rely on Qian Daoliu or Bibi Dong to protect him at all times, especially with the front lines under such pressure. Now, finally, he was strong enough to step out into the open.
Spirit City: The Ten-Thousand-Meter Wall
Under the scorching sun, black-armored soldiers moved restlessly behind the battlements, hauling defensive supplies. Unlike the unified resolve of a few days ago, the atmosphere was now fractured. Every face was etched with anxiety and tension. Despite the heat, a cold chill gripped their hearts.
"Er Gou," a middle-aged, white-haired man mused, leaning against a stone. "Do you think life would be better if the Douluo Continent became a single nation? At least the wars would finally stop."
The burly, short-haired man next to him continued hauling black stone, remaining silent for a moment before grunting. "How should I know? But after fighting for so many years, I'm just not willing to let it go."
"I mean, what's the point of what we're doing now?" the older man sighed. "That person... she could destroy all of Heaven Dou by herself, couldn't she?"
"Yeah. If only we could become powerful like that... but the world doesn't belong to people like us," Er Gou muttered. "At least I earned enough military merits to buy some soul tools and whale glue for the village. I hope the next generation awakens high-level martial souls and can stand up for us."
"Does Heaven Dou even have any trump cards left?" Er Gou wondered aloud. "I haven't heard anything about a ceasefire."
"Who knows? I can't think of anything. We've held out against the Myriad Beasts for this long only because of the foundation the Holy Son left behind years ago," the older man noted.
"The Holy Son... honestly, even if he were resurrected, he couldn't turn this around. The gap in levels is just too huge! It was a miracle that Spirit Hall produced an Angelic Knight like Xiao Xue."
Suddenly, streaks of soul-light flashed across the sky above the wall. The expressions on the soldiers' faces didn't brighten; instead, they grew grimmer. In their hearts, the fall of Heaven Dou was imminent. Many had already prepared themselves to become citizens of the Myriad Beast Empire.
The Confrontation
Thousands of meters away, rows of silver-armored soldiers surged toward the walls of Spirit City. They moved in perfect unison, their morale soaring.
"Myriad Beasts shall prevail!! One Continent, One Empire!!" "Myriad Beasts shall prevail!! One Continent, One Empire!!"
As the silver army reached within two thousand meters of the wall, the space above them suddenly tore open. Dozens of figures stepped out of the spatial rift, led by the Silver Dragon King and Di Tian. Behind them followed the Limit Douluos and Super Douluos of the Sun Moon Empire, as well as the Title Douluos of the Myriad Beast Empire.
Xu Chen stepped out, his eyes immediately searching for the golden-haired silhouette he had seen before. He stretched his limbs and yawned. "Three years of fighting, and I can finally go home!!"
"Just hurry up and go back, I'm sick of your whining!!" the Ice Empress Douluo snapped, pulling the Demon King Douluo away with a scowl.
"Heh, I wasn't even talking to you. I was looking for Xiao Zi!" Xu Chen pouted.
"Xiao Zi doesn't like you! She'll never have feelings for anyone ever again!!" The Ice Empress's eyes flickered with a hidden emotion.
The Demon King Douluo looked at Spirit City and murmured, "Bing'er, why won't Heaven Dou just accept the Lord's conditions? Does she really have to take action?"
"Who knows. That's not for me to worry about. After today, Xiao Zi, I'm taking you to see my sister!! It's been too long!" the Ice Empress said happily.
As the Myriad Beast forces gathered, the Title Douluos of Heaven Dou—led by Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue—descended a thousand meters away to face them. Xu Chen's gaze immediately shifted from the Demon King to the figure across the field.
"Di Tian, go and ask for Heaven Dou's final answer," the Silver Dragon King said indifferently.
"As you command, my Lord." Di Tian stepped forward, instantly appearing before Bibi Dong. He glanced at her and Qian Renxue. "Where is Brother Qian? Which of you is speaking for the empire?"
Qian Renxue's eyes flickered with worry. He's still not here? Without you, I can't fight that freak over there.
Bibi Dong stepped forward, meeting Di Tian's golden gaze with her own regal presence. "You can talk to me."
Di Tian nodded. "Very well. What is Heaven Dou's decision? Surrender or war?"
"Oh? Does your Myriad Beast Empire have a guarantee of victory? I don't think so," Bibi Dong replied coolly.
Di Tian felt a flicker of confusion. Could Spirit Hall have found the missing Angelic God?
"You're not surrendering?!" Xu Chen shouted from the back. "I'm trying to get home for dinner! If you want to die, don't drag everyone else down with you!!"
Qian Renxue frowned, muttering to herself, "That idiot... why isn't he here yet!!"
"Who?!" Di Tian asked, surprised.
In the next instant, the space beside Qian Renxue was torn open. Qian Daoliu, Ye Lan, and Ye Lingling stepped out.
"Ye Lan!!" "Lan'er!!!"
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue spoke at the same time. Qian Renxue's ears twitched; her anger flared for a moment before she threw herself into Ye Lan's arms, giving the soft flesh of his waist a sharp, punishing twist. Then, still clinging to him, she turned and stuck her tongue out at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly at the sight of Renxue's blatant possessiveness. Xiao Xue, are you trying to put me in the line of fire? Fortunately, the interaction was only visible to those closest to them.
As Bibi Dong composed herself, Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at Ye Lan in shock. "I knew this kid was blessed! No wonder Spirit Hall suddenly had so many resources... Ye Lan isn't dead!!!"
The Chrysanthemum Douluo laughed joyfully. "Hahaha! It seems Heaven does not intend for Spirit Hall to fall!!"
"The Holy Son is alive!!! This is wonderful!!!" the Red Crow Douluo cheered.
"Miraculous!! The Holy Son will surely create another wonder!!!" the Silver Butterfly Douluo added.
Hope reignited in the hearts of the dozen Title Douluos as they looked at the blue-gold-haired young man. The Holy Son of Spirit Hall, the number one theorist of the continent—he was the literal definition of miracles.
The news rippled through the soldiers on the wall. Er Gou pointed at the sky. "Is that the Holy Son? Wasn't he golden-haired?"
"It must be him! The other Douluo Lords have acknowledged him!!" the older man said, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Is there really hope? It's only been three years... even if he's a genius, he can't be a Title Douluo yet, right?" Er Gou murmured.
"I don't know. If only they gave us another decade, he would surely rule the world!!"
Nearby, a soldier from Er Gou's hometown whispered, "Honestly, get ready to surrender." He flashed the white lining of his inner shirt. "I'm ready. If things go south, I'm waving the white flag."
"Shut up!! If the Holy Son is back, there's hope!!" Er Gou roared, grabbing his friend by the collar.
The friend looked at him with confusion and hurt. "I'm not the only one... the whole regiment has their white undershirts ready..."
Er Gou looked around at the awkward, guilty faces of the black-armored soldiers. His strength left him, and he let go. He sat down on the battlements, staring up at the Angelic Knight and the Holy Son. Can he really save us?
The Clash
Seeing the blue-gold-haired man and hearing the name "Ye Lan," Di Tian's pupils contracted.
Ye Lan is alive?! Is he Heaven Dou's final trump card? Can he actually do it?
Di Tian immediately retreated several steps to stand beside the Silver Dragon King. "My Lord, there's a problem! That Ye Lan kid is alive!!"
The Silver Dragon King stared at the distant figure, comparing him to the blurred golden silhouette in her memories. He looks... similar?
Meanwhile, Xu Chen watched Qian Renxue throw herself into Ye Lan's arms, and his heart skipped a beat—not out of love, but out of pure, unadulterated rage. His neck and ears turned a violent shade of red. Looking at the shimmering blue-gold hair and the face that was leagues more handsome than his own, his face turned purple with jealousy.
Worst of all, his goddess was embracing the man.
At that moment, Xu Chen felt as though he had been forced to eat filth. He transformed into a streak of starlight, roaring as he charged toward Ye Lan.
"Who the hell are you?! You think being handsome means you can do whatever you want?!!!"
The roar caught everyone's attention. The Phoenix Douluo shouted in a panic, "Chen'er!! Don't go over there!!!"
In the Heaven Dou ranks, the boyish-looking Light Feather Douluo snarled at the approaching streak. "You mad dog again!!"
"The Holy Son and the Young Mistress are a match made in heaven! It's not for a freak like you to interfere!!!"
Xu Chen's face was distorted with rage; he saw nothing but the blue-gold figure. He ignored all external voices. His soul rings erupted with wild violet light as they flashed black.
"Starlight True Form!!" "Starlight Realm!!" "Starfall!!!"
The sky was suddenly illuminated by a hail of violet stars, falling like a meteoric rain. Watching the approaching assault, Ye Lan turned to Renxue and Lingling with a calm smile.
"Xiao Xue, Lingling, look! A shooting star shower. It's actually quite beautiful."
Qian Renxue and Ye Lingling clung to either side of his arms, their eyes turning into stars as they watched the falling lights.
Seeing his "goddess" and another incredibly beautiful woman both clinging to the man while he mocked his attack, Xu Chen reached his breaking point. My goddess is actually sharing a husband with another woman?! UNFORGIVABLE!!!
As the meteor shower neared, Ye Lan's pupils flashed with a golden light.
Xu Chen's vision suddenly went pitch black. He felt a wave of pressure so immense that he vomited white foam and fell unconscious instantly. His body plummeted like a downed aircraft, crashing into the brown earth below, tumbling through the dirt.
In his final moment of consciousness, he didn't see a man. He saw a True Dragon.
A dragon covered in crimson scales, whose mere leaked aura was enough to shock him into a state of near-death.
Light Feather Douluo stared at the crater where Xu Chen had landed, his heart thundering. The Holy Son's strength has reached this level? A Rank 95 Title Douluo was taken out in a single second?
He wasn't the only one in shock. No one could perceive Ye Lan's depth anymore. They couldn't tell what kind of existence he had become.
On the city walls, Er Gou cheered wildly. "Look!! That's the Holy Son's power!!! That arrogant Myriad Beast genius was flattened in a second!!!"
His cheers sparked a wave of excitement, but the more experienced soldiers remained solemn. That "genius" was fodder for someone like the High Priest or the Angelic Knight anyway. But even the Angelic Knight had stood no chance against the woman leading the Myriad Beasts.
"Chen'er!!!" the Phoenix Douluo cried out in anguish, transforming into a fire phoenix and diving toward the crater.
"Phoenix!!" The Purple Sovereign Douluo looked at the Silver Dragon King's trembling shoulders. He didn't understand why she still wasn't moving. He turned to the others urgently. "Father, Hao Ling, let's go together!! Phoenix is in danger!!!"
Xu Hao Ling and Xu Bei Ming glanced at the Silver Dragon King, then turned to Di Tian.
Di Tian looked at Gu Yuena and saw that her state was very wrong; he didn't dare disturb her. He turned to the others. "Go and help! And while you're at it, test the depth of this Ye Lan."
"Red King!! Tree Demon! Bing'er, Xiao Zi, Ju Ba—all of you, go help!" Di Tian commanded the Myriad Beast Title Douluos behind him.
(End of Chapter)