Harnessing National Momentum, Turning Its Power to One's Own Use—National Momentum, Power of the Nation!

Aiven was not worried about Qian Renxue. She would not be able to escape.

Several Second-Class Generals with Soul Douluo-level combat strength took turns keeping watch around the building.

Aiven had instructed them that if anything happened, they were to capture Qian Renxue immediately.

At that moment, Qian Renxue chose to smash directly through the wall. But just as she broke through the wall and prepared to jump out, two Second-Class Generals instantly seized her.

Elsewhere, Lu Bu stood before the three of them with unmatched divine might. "Heh, even if the three of you come at me together, you are no match for me!"

"This man is far too powerful for us to contend with. Jiang Mo, Fifth Brother and I will hold him off. Hurry inside and rescue the Young Master—if you do not go now, it will be too late!!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Thousand Gold Gamble!!"

Qian Jun unleashed a formidable strike at Lu Bu, while Jiang Mo swiftly tried to slip past from the side.

"I already said it: with me, Fengxian, standing here, none of you will take even half a step into the Duchy Mansion!"

Terrifying power rose from Lu Bu's body. The aura of a Level 99 combatant was fully revealed, and only then did the three consecrated elders understand just how terrifying Lu Bu truly was!

They had only sensed such an aura from Qian Daoliu!

In other words, the Lu Bu before them was likely a Level 99 Limit Douluo!

"God of War Descends!!"

Lu Bu shot into the sky as an incomparably immense and violent energy raged around him. Like a War God, he descended from the heavens in an instant.

He leaped high into the air, then smashed down upon the ground.

Boom!

In that instant, it was as though heaven and earth had collapsed, as the ground shook and the mountains trembled.

Within a hundred-meter radius around Lu Bu, everything fell within the terrifying three-hundred-sixty-degree slashing range of his God of War Descent.

Splat!

Qian Jun Douluo's power was effortlessly shattered by Lu Bu. His body was also sent flying hundreds of meters away, crashing into a commercial building in the distance.

He was instantly paralyzed amid the rubble, unable to move.

"Sixth Brother!!!"

The next second, Lu Bu vanished from where he stood and gave chase to Jiang Mo at extreme speed. Within seconds, he appeared right beside Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo's hair stood on end as terror filled his heart.

Bang!

"Ah!"

Jiang Mo was kicked away by Lu Bu, his body smashing into a building and blasting through several walls in succession.

"Too strong..."

Guang Ling Douluo was afraid. This was the first time he had ever been so wary of someone!

By then, Aiven had already arrived at the battlefield with Qian Renxue, Xiahou Dun, numerous Second-Class and Third-Class Generals, and dozens of Soul Masters from the mansion.

Jiang Wei, whose combat strength was at Level 92, was also rushing over from the Military Camp nearby with an army of ten thousand.

"Damn it! How can there be such a powerful unknown figure?"

"With such strength, his reputation should have already resounded across the continent!"

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo emerged, covered in wounds, from the building they had crashed through, still shaken to the core.

"A bow, a staff?"

Although the three before him wore black clothes and masks, their martial souls had already allowed Aiven to guess their identities. He smiled. "The three of you must be consecrated elders of Spirit Hall, I presume?"

Since their identities had already been exposed, there was no need for them to continue concealing themselves. They each removed their masks.

Seeing Qian Renxue standing among the enemy in her true appearance, the three consecrated elders understood that her identity as the Martial Soul Hall Young Master had already been exposed.

Qian Jun said gravely, "Do you know who it is you have captured?!"

"Hehe, of course I do. Qian Renxue, the Young Master of your Spirit Hall." Aiven smiled faintly.

"Since you know her identity, you still dare imprison our Young Master here? Are you not afraid of Spirit Hall?!"

"As long as you willingly release our Young Master, Spirit Hall will not hold this against you!"

Aiven shook his head, his Aura imposing. "Our Aiven Duchy has no intention of becoming enemies with Spirit Hall either. But unfortunately, she cannot leave yet. So, the three of you should return. I can pretend you were never here."

"Consecrated Elder Guang Ling... Consecrated Elder Qian Jun... Consecrated Elder Jiang Mo..." Seeing elders she had not seen for so long, Qian Renxue inexplicably felt a trace of grievance.

"Young Master."

Seeing that trace of grievance in Qian Renxue's eyes, they assumed she must have suffered terribly here.

"Damn it!!"

The three instantly flew into a rage. "We must save the Young Master!!"

"Big Brother!"

"Brother!"

"Use that move!!"

"Alright!!"

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Evil-Breaking Sacred Golden Staff!!"

"Go!!"

The powers of the two Level 96 peak experts merged as one, and their Coiling Dragon Staffs fused into an even larger Coiling Dragon Staff.

The Evil-Breaking Dragon and Sacred Golden Dragon sealed within their martial souls spiraled out.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth.

Guang Ling joined in to support them, and the three launched their strongest attack once more.

As long as Aiven did not threaten them with Qian Renxue's life, they would not easily give up.

"Heh, pointless effort!"

Lu Bu sneered, utterly unafraid.

"Lu Bu, do not be careless," Aiven reminded him from behind.

He knew that when the twin brothers Qian Jun and Jiang Mo joined forces, their combat strength could rival that of a Level 98 Titled Douluo.

With Guang Ling's full support added in, even Lu Bu would not have an easy time against this strike.

"Lord!!!"

Jiang Wei's voice rang out from behind. He had already arrived at Aiven's side with ten thousand soldiers.

At the same time, the combined attack of Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, and Guang Ling had begun a direct clash with Lu Bu.

For a time, the two forces suppressed each other evenly.

They clashed in a mad stalemate.

Seeing this, Aiven's thoughts stirred. It was time to test the innate skill of the Emperor Heavenly Dragon Wings, Emperor's Power.

As well as the Conquest System's innate ability, the Power of the Nation.

"Three consecrated elders of Spirit Hall, I gave you a chance to leave, but you insisted on seeking your own suffering. Since that is the case, all of you can stay!"

Aiven released the Emperor Heavenly Dragon Wings and flapped them as he flew into the sky.

"That is... an External Soul Bone. No wonder... no wonder he could absorb a six-hundred-year soul ring." Qian Renxue finally understood.

As the Emperor Heavenly Dragon Wings appeared, Aiven's imperial majesty from Emperor's Might was fully revealed in midair.

He raised the golden Emperor Sword in his hand and looked down upon everyone below, his voice imposing. "Lu Bu, your lord will lend you a hand!"

Guang Ling, Qian Jun, Jiang Mo: ??????

A one-ring Soul Master was going to lend him a hand? What the hell kind of help was that!

Was this a battle someone of his level could even assist in?

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes in exasperation and could not help mocking him. "Aiven, stop being ridiculous! How is a tiny one-ring Soul Master like you supposed to help at all?!"

"What use could your power possibly be in a battle between experts of this level?!"

Aiven ignored them. He was not joking around; he wore a serious expression as he prepared to act.

His voice began echoing through heaven and earth, word by word, shaking the soul. "Harness the momentum of the nation, turn its power into my own!"

"National Momentum, Power of the Nation!!"

In an instant, Aiven's aura began soaring wildly.

Though he possessed only Level 14 Soul Power, under the effect of the Power of the Nation, he rose directly to the equivalent of a Level 34 Soul Elder!

His combat strength had increased by a full twenty levels!