All-Round Suppression, Assassin Makes a Move, Two Princes Die

Someone shouted:

"Holy Son, make your move!"

A disdainful voice rang out, unmasked.

How could a mere Level 30 Soul Master be a match for their ten Level 39 Soul Masters?

From the three tall buildings above, Emperor Xue Ye and a group of ministers, along with several princes, all wore expressions of contempt.

Only Qian Renxue looked at Jin Lingfeng with deep anticipation.

Suddenly, with a low shout from Jin Lingfeng, a black crocodile several meters large appeared behind him.

At this moment, the young man's originally handsome face turned incredibly ferocious, and an extremely evil aura erupted, making him look like an awakened fierce god, about to bring chaos to the mortal world...

"The Holy Son's first and second Soul Rings are white-gold, something I've never seen before!"

"The third Soul Ring actually reached the black ten-thousand-year level, terrifying!"

"As everyone knows, to absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, ordinary Soul Masters need to reach the Soul King level!"

Discussions continued to erupt, and everyone stared at the white figure on the stage in shock.

Emperor Xue Ye's face darkened, and he suddenly stood up, addressing the stage below with authority:

"All of you, attack together, let the Holy Son see your strength!"

At that moment, the atmosphere in the entire central area became extremely oppressive, and everyone held their breath.

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

On the stage, ten people shouted in unison.

Feng Yuntian from Godwind Academy shouted:

"Holy Son, forgive my offense!"

"Second Soul Skill, Gale Blade!"

He launched the first attack, condensing several wind blades that shot towards Jin Lingfeng, carrying the formidable aura of Level 39 Soul Power!

At this moment, Jin Lingfeng sneered and slowly waved his hand, crushing the approaching wind blades instantly!

For a moment, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked by his terrifying physical strength!

The next moment, two long-legged girls from Skywater Academy launched a sneak attack from behind:

"Second Soul Skill, Frost Spear!"

"Third Soul Skill, Freeze!"

Suddenly, Jin Lingfeng's feet were frozen, and a two-meter-long ice spear flew down from above his head!

On the left, a long-haired youth from Thunder Academy charged forward, lightning gathering on his fist:

"Second Soul Skill, Thunder's Fury!"

On the right, a busty cute girl from Blazing Fire Academy unleashed her technique:

"Second Soul Skill, Meteor Shower!"

This was a full-field support skill that could greatly increase the movement speed of teammates!

In an instant, the ten people unleashed their respective skills, launching a fierce barrage of attacks at Jin Lingfeng in the center!

The atmosphere of the entire venue reached a climax at this moment, incredibly intense!

"You're strong, so be it."

"With ten people cooperating, let's see how you win!"

Emperor Xue Ye smiled triumphantly and muttered to himself.

The Second Prince, Xue Zichang, laughed wildly:

"What's the big deal about having a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring?"

"To dare to arrogantly want to fight ten at once, it's simply absurd!"

The Third Prince, Xue Ying, also sneered:

"Although Jin Lingfeng possesses a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring."

"His actual strength is not that great. Our people can go for the kill and take care of him once and for all."

Xue Zichang and Xue Ying exchanged glances, finding the idea feasible.

This caused Qian Renxue beside them to bite her lip, her expression instantly turning incredibly cold. She quickly turned her head away to hide herself...

On the stage, Jin Lingfeng glanced at a pavilion in the east, where they were currently hidden.

He deliberately put on an extremely arrogant expression and sneered:

"I don't have time to play house with you all. It's time to end this!"

"Second Soul Skill, Demonic Crocodile Descent!"

Suddenly, the second white-gold Soul Ring under his feet spun wildly, transforming into black Soul Power that materialized as a gigantic Sky Swallowing Demonic Crocodile in the air.

The entire arena was enveloped in a terrifying domain.

As if by magic, the Soul Power within ten talented Soul Masters, including Feng Yuntian, was sealed!

"No!"

"How could this happen!"

"What a terrifying domain!"

Exclamations erupted from all sides, and the atmosphere turned extremely eerie.

At the same time, Feng Yuntian's chest was struck by a fist, and his body flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string.

Then, one Soul Master after another was blasted away, groaning in pain. In the blink of an eye, only a single white figure remained on the stage!

The outcome was decided.

This sparring match, Martial Soul Hall... wins!

The Holy Son, Jin Lingfeng, with his Level 30 Soul Power, crushed ten Level 39 geniuses to victory!

It wouldn't be long before the fame of the Martial Soul Hall's Holy Son spread throughout the Douluo Continent, and the Heaven Dou Empire would become a laughingstock!

However, at this very moment.

An unexpected event occurred!

From a pavilion on the east side, a purple phantom shot out at extreme speed!

"Eighth Soul Skill, Heavenly Needle from Beyond!"

With a low shout from the masked man, a golden needle condensed before him, carrying a terrifying aura as it flew towards the white-clothed figure on the stage!

Where the golden needle passed, space shattered, emitting a booming sound!

Instantly, Emperor Xue Ye and the three princes, along with a host of royal relatives and ministers, were caught off guard. They never imagined that an assassin would appear within the imperial palace!

"Assassin! Form ranks!"

"Protect the Holy Son! Protect His Majesty!"

"Protect the three princes and all the ministers!"

The Golden Grand Governor, a Level 87 Soul Fighting Douluo, manifested blue wings behind him and flew towards the arena, intending to rescue Jin Lingfeng.

However, it was too late!

As the golden needle descended, Jin Lingfeng scrambled to escape, but he was still pierced through the chest. He collapsed to the ground, motionless...

Everyone witnessed this scene. After their initial shock, panic set in, and screams echoed everywhere.

In the air, the masked man stopped.

He unleashed two golden needles towards the high building where the three princes and Emperor Xue Ye were located, then turned and fled...

The golden needles appeared, unstoppable.

In Emperor Xue Ye's direction, imperial guards hidden around the palace desperately intercepted the golden needle.

But on the side of the three princes, the formation was broken. The golden needle first pierced Xue Zichang's chest, then Xue Ying's chest, and finally lodged in Qian Renxue's right shoulder, narrowly missing vital organs...

Outside Heaven Dou City, the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, sensed something and was preparing to rush to the palace to help, but he was intercepted by two men with Level 95 Soul Power...

Inside the Taiyi Hall of the imperial palace.

Emperor Xue Ye's expression was grim, filled with profound killing intent and sorrow.

All three of his sons had been tragically attacked.

His second son, Xue Zichang, and his third son, Xue Ying, had died on the spot. Only his eldest son, "Xue Qinghe," had not sustained life-threatening injuries and was receiving emergency treatment.

As for the Martial Soul Hall's Holy Son, Jin Lingfeng, he had already breathed his last...

"Damn it, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."

"I will avenge Zichang and Xue Ying, and at the same time, provide an explanation to Martial Soul Hall!"

Emperor Xue Ye muttered to himself with a hoarse voice, appearing much older in that instant.

The imperial physician Zhang De, who was treating Qian Renxue, secretly smiled. He was a spy planted by Martial Soul Hall within the Heaven Dou Empire.

He withdrew his Soul Power and said excitedly to Emperor Xue Ye:

"Your Majesty, good news!"

"His Highness the First Prince has passed the danger."

"With a few months of rest, he will fully recover!"

Emperor Xue Ye's face lit up with joy, and he praised Zhang De profusely. Zhang De then slowly exited the Taiyi Hall.

But just then, two terrifying Soul Powers struck, and two middle-aged men appeared before Emperor Xue Ye.

Emperor Xue Ye's face changed drastically, and he quickly said with a fawning smile:

"Greetings, Lord Chrysanthemum Douluo!"

"Greetings, Lord Ghost Douluo!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei ignored him, their gazes shifting to the white-clothed youth lying on another bed. They rushed over, calling out with grief:

"Holy Son!"

"Holy Son, it's our fault for coming so late, Old Ghost and I!"

The two arrived at the bedside. After grasping the youth's pulse, terror and rage filled their eyes.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Son came to the Heaven Dou Empire for an exchange."

"Who on earth injured him to this extent!"

Yue Guan roared furiously, suppressing them with his Level 95 Soul Power.

Emperor Xue Ye, knowing he was in the wrong, quickly explained:

"My Lords, please forgive me!"

"Assassins appeared in the palace this afternoon. My three sons and the Holy Son were all in danger!"

"Only my eldest son, Xue Qinghe, managed to survive. The other two sons are dead."

"My Lords, please rest assured. I will thoroughly investigate this matter and provide Martial Soul Hall with a satisfactory explanation!"

Emperor Xue Ye was filled with grief and indignation. While the death of two sons was sorrowful, he still had two left, enough to inherit the throne in the future.

However, the power of Martial Soul Hall was undeniable. If the Heaven Dou Empire were to go to war with them because of this, it would only be severely weakened, allowing the Star Luo Empire and other forces to take advantage. The only course of action was to placate the two for now.

Yue Guan snorted coldly, his expression extremely displeased.

He walked over to Xue Ying's side, grasped his pulse, then moved to Xue Zichang's side. Grasping his pulse, he discovered the latter was not quite dead yet!

His breath was extremely faint, no wonder the imperial physician Zhang De couldn't detect it. Yue Guan secretly sent out a trace of Soul Power. Now, Xue Zichang was completely dead.