Qian Renxue held the Angelic Holy Sword in her hand, her whole body radiating divine light. After removing the flag, she gazed at the people fighting below, sadness in her eyes.
No matter what these people thought, they were fighting for the Wuhun Empire and the Angel God. As their leader, she had to die before them.
Qian Renxue, who had absorbed a complete set of Angel God's soul bones, had reached level 95 in spirit power. With the residual faith of the Angel God, she could unleash the power of a Titled Douluo.
Opposing her was the team led by Xu Fangxing, supported by four juniors: Xu Mingguang, Xu Mingyue, Xu Mingxing, and Xu Mingwei.
"Five Titled Douluo—your Star Crown Sect is truly powerful. Aren't you afraid that your entire young generation will be buried here?"
Qian Renxue's sharp eyes swept over them, and a trace of envy rose in her heart. There were far too many talented soul masters in the Star Crown Sect. How did they do it?
Even in the Wuhun Empire, which recruited talent from all over the world, it had taken at least 20 years for the best like Hu Liena to earn their titles, and even that was considered late.
But this was good. At least Hu Liena and the others wouldn't die in this war. After they received their titles, the remaining forces of the Wuhun Empire would have some support.
Xu Fangxing didn't care what Qian Renxue was thinking. His task today was to bring the four juniors to restrain Qian Renxue—possibly even keep her pinned to this battlefield.
"Don't worry about that. Think instead about how you're going to survive against us."
Countless starlights fell from the sky. The favorite and fastest skill of the Star Crown Soul Masters, the Star Attraction Technique, could restrict enemy movement for a short time.
The six angelic wings behind Qian Renxue flapped fiercely, and she instantly appeared in front of Xu Fangxing. The Angelic Holy Sword slashed out and cut off his arm—
No, something was wrong. That feeling wasn't right. It couldn't be that easy.
Qian Renxue realized something was off. The soul bone on her forehead shone brightly as she forcibly broke through Xu Mingguang's illusion, finally seeing the true state of the battlefield.
At some point, siblings Xu Mingyue and Xu Mingxing had embraced each other. For the first time, two support-type Titled Douluo used a special move:
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Star Soul.
After many trials, they had found that this fusion skill could fully amplify the strength of soul masters, and as their own powers increased, so did the amplification.
With their Titled Douluo strength, the fusion skill they now activated was enough to make Qian Renxue despair, even if it wasn't quite on the level of Oscar and Ning Rongrong's divine resurrection.
Empowered by the fusion skill, Xu Fangxing's strength surpassed his usual limits, and the combat power of the other two reached Super Douluo level.
With three Super Douluo and assistance from two supporting Titled Douluo, Qian Renxue was unable to break through their encirclement to aid the Wuhun Empire's soul masters—no matter how many tricks she had.
On the contrary, it was hard enough just for her to survive within their formation.
From that moment, all Titled Douluo of the Wuhun Empire were defeated. Even though Qian Renxue and others fought desperately to stabilize the situation, they were clearly exhausted. They couldn't hold on much longer.
Star Luo Empire's Titled Douluo, equipped with flying soul guides and backed by two or three Titled Douluo at a time, completely suppressed the Wuhun Empire.
Brilliant soul skills bloomed on the battlefield. Soul masters stood atop walls on both sides. Every soldier watched the course of the battle and prayed for their empire.
Even though the top leaders of both sides had agreed not to harm soul masters below the title level, the losing country had no power left, and the victor held the final say.
No one wanted their country to lose the war. Regime changes always brought bloodshed and sacrifice. Especially for soul masters present here, defeat meant the end of their path to power.
At the front stood Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. His previously squinting eyes were now fully open, staring unblinkingly at the battle in the distance.
If it weren't for the agreement that only Titled and Spirit Douluo could fight, he would've already helped Sword and Bone Douluo from afar. This rule clearly targeted the soul masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
With the help of several of their soul saints, the Star Luo Empire could've fielded more titled combatants, which would've had a decisive impact on the entire battle.
"But now, it seems we don't need to act. The Star Crown Sect's strength is still as formidable as ever."
Seeing the starlight enveloping the entire battlefield and the gradually tilting tide, an old fox like Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh.
Bibi Dong had yet to become a Peerless Douluo. Qian Renxue had not matured. The Golden Crocodile Douluo had lost an arm and been repeatedly injured.
Needless to say, the other soul masters of the Wuhun Empire had been suppressed from the beginning. At best, they could barely hold even.
But when the first newly promoted Titled Douluo of the Wuhun Empire fell, the situation completely collapsed.
The Wuhun Empire had no power to fight back. Their Titled Douluo fell one after another under the enemy's numerical advantage. The situation snowballed like an avalanche—unstoppable and irreversible.
Qian Renxue heard the constant explosions in her ears, and the sorrow in her heart was indescribable. These were all strong people that the Wuhun Empire had painstakingly cultivated.
But this was war. There was only victory and defeat—no right or wrong. Once you chose a side, you had to fight to the end.
Xu Mingxi easily blocked Bibi Dong's attack while keeping an eye on Star Luo's soul masters below as they continuously struck down enemies. A slight smirk formed at the corner of her mouth.
"Bibi Dong, you've completed your godhood trial, haven't you? Why didn't you cultivate to break through to Level 99 Peerless Douluo before joining this war?"
"You know?"
"Of course I know. I also know you once hoped for the downfall of the Spirit Empire. Why do you want to save it now?"
Bibi Dong's expression changed. She cursed Qian Daoliu repeatedly in her heart. That old man knew her secrets best—it had to be him who spilled it.
"What I do has nothing to do with you."
"Really? Qian Renxue is about to die."
In an instant, Bibi Dong's expression turned dark. Even while fending off Xu Mingxi's attacks, she glanced down—and her aura turned even more ferocious.
The rapid collapse of the Spirit Empire led to a chain reaction in other battles that had once been evenly matched. Qianjun, Jiangmo, and others—already at a disadvantage—were injured one after another and began burning their life force.
Qian Renxue, encircled by five from the Star Crown Sect, was also in a dire state. The addition of Xu Fangming, a level-94 Titled Douluo from the Power Attack Department, filled the team's final gap.
Qian Renxue—danger!
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