Within the Rakshasa Secret Realm, Tang San's laughter echoed.
After Dai Mubai successively delivered five thousand sacrifices, Tang San used the Soul Power absorbed by the Rakshasa God Statue to successfully break through to rank ninety-nine.
Without any insight into his Martial Soul, he was merely the weakest among Limit Douluos. But so what? As long as he broke through that final shackle, he would become a supreme Divine Being.
No matter how powerful a Limit Douluo was, they were still only mortals, utterly incomparable to Divine Beings.
Tang San put away his smile and immediately headed for the Imperial Palace.
During the days he had spent in seclusion, he knew nothing of the situation on the continent. Perhaps Jialing Pass had already fallen, and the Star Luo Empire's army was marching toward Heaven Dou City.
When he found Dai Mubai, Dai Mubai's reaction gave him an involuntary shock.
Dai Mubai rushed forward as though he had seen a savior. "Little San, you've finally emerged from seclusion! If you hadn't come out soon, the empire might have been doomed!"
"What happened to the empire?" Tang San asked instinctively.
He vaguely had a guess. Before he entered seclusion, the Star Luo Empire had already gathered its forces before Jialing Pass. So much time had passed that even if the battle for Jialing Pass was not yet over, the outcome should already have become clear.
Could Dai Mubai's expression mean that the Star Luo Army had been defeated?
But upon further thought, Tang San felt that something was wrong. Bo Saixi, a Limit Douluo, was at the front lines. How could Heaven Dou Empire's soldiers possibly be her match?
After Dai Mubai explained, Tang San's expression turned terrifyingly grim.
"You're saying Spirit Hall joined the war, and their experts killed Great-Grandmother? Mubai,