He Really Dared to Kill!

Numb.

Everyone was numb.

That included Su Su, of course.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects among the seven great sects of the Douluo Continent, one of the continent's most powerful clans. For years, even Spirit Hall had to give them some measure of respect. She had never imagined that this lord from Spirit Hall's main hall would be so domineering. Knowing full well that they came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he still intended to strike. He was clearly forcing Spirit Hall into a complete break with the continent's second-largest sect!

"Third Brother!!!"

Yu Luomian cried out again. Was the Third Elder going to die first just because he had said one extra sentence?

No!

More accurately, they were all going to die!

"Roar!!!"

Another despairing dragon roar rang out. While Yu Luomian was still crying out, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Second Elder had already been pierced through by the Destruction Scepter. As despair and shock filled his eyes, his body began to shatter as though melting away, gradually vaporizing like the Third Elder. Even in his final second, disbelief remained in his eyes.

Until his death, he had never imagined he would die so cleanly.

A Soul Douluo!

An eighty-seventh-ranked Soul Douluo!

Yet he could not even withstand a single move from his opponent.

After killing the Second Elder in one strike, Chen Changfeng rotated his scepter again and turned without hesitation, stabbing toward Yu Luomian.

Only at this moment—

did Yu Luomian understand why the other two elders had been killed without even resisting. The instant the Destruction Scepter thrust toward him, his body could no longer move. Even his Soul Power had been suppressed back into his body.

This was... a domain?

That was right. It was the domain of the Source of Destruction. Opponents of the same rank had no ability to resist at all.

The suppression of Soul Power and the intimidation of the soul lasted only an instant.

But that was enough to kill someone.

The Destruction Scepter gradually enlarged in Yu Luomian's pupils. At that moment, he felt as though the time and space around him had changed. Time became unbearably slow, so slow that the scepter seemed to have been thrusting toward him for ages without reaching him.

Space twisted, and one nonexistent vision after another flashed before him.

Yu Luomian saw night descend, pale moonlight spilling across the earth. Under the cold moonlight, the desolate grass gave rise to countless eerie shadows. From afar, they resembled dark, sinister ghost flames, endlessly burning.

And then—

the sun hung low at dusk, the lingering sunlight red as blood. Cold crows dotted the sky, a thousand sails passed by, and wind and smoke fell silent.

That was the Source of Destruction.

It was both the ending and the origin, filled with terror of destruction.

"Enough! Stop at once!"

At that moment, a cold snort came from the carriage. The door opened, and a young man in magnificent robes stepped down. "Spirit Hall truly lives up to its name. You actually dare to intercept a carriage of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and even kill imperial guards. Do you truly have no respect for imperial authority?"

Chen Changfeng stopped.

The Destruction Scepter halted less than a centimeter from the pupil of Yu Luomian's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

He turned his head.

Chen Changfeng actually recognized the man. He was none other than the Heaven Dou Empire's Fourth Prince, Xue Beng.

Although he had not seen this man in a long time, that layer of frivolousness on his surface had not faded in the slightest. Seeing his arrogant, lofty manner, Chen Changfeng felt a wave of disgust. Though it was all an act, his status as an imperial prince had also shaped his naturally arrogant temperament.

Xue Beng was covered in that lofty aura unique to royalty. Even before Soul Masters, he found it difficult to put aside that air of superiority.

Qian Renxue's nominal younger brother?

The Heaven Dou Imperial Family had actually sent this fellow as an envoy to Star Luo.

Had Xue Ye begun to suspect Qian Renxue, or—

Chen Changfeng narrowed his eyes. Little Xue, today I'll remove one threat for you first. Do you know that this younger brother cannot be allowed to remain?

"Xue Beng! Do not act rashly."

Another loud, forceful voice suddenly came from within the carriage. It carried the same hint of superiority. Though it was not openly overbearing, there was certainly no humility or courtesy in it.

As the voice fell—

an elderly man in magnificent robes slowly stepped down from the carriage.

He wore a large yellow robe embroidered with clustered flowers and brocade, yet it did not look messy in the slightest. His graying hair was neatly combed behind his head. He was of average height and slightly plump, with dignified features. Only his somewhat small eyes disrupted the overall impression of his face.

"Sir, withdraw your hand."

The old man cleared his throat, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Sect Master Yu now holds a noble title granted by the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and is under the protection of the Heaven Dou Empire! If you stop now, there may still be room to resolve this. Otherwise, you should understand the consequences."

Prince Xue Xing?!

This old bastard was here too?

Chen Changfeng raised an eyebrow. No wonder Xue Beng appeared here. So it was connected to this old bastard.

As his title implied, a prince was the younger brother of Emperor Xue Beng.

Seeing Prince Xue Xing use Yu Luomian's imperial noble title to threaten him, and so eagerly seek to befriend the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Chen Changfeng's heart stirred slightly. It seemed this meeting between Heaven Dou and Star Luo held extremely crucial strategic significance.

Fortunately, he had come. Otherwise, that idiot Bibi Dong would have ruined things again.

When Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng appeared—

Su Su and all the Soul Masters of Spirit Hall felt their hearts sink.

It's over.

They were actually an imperial prince and prince of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. This time, Spirit Hall had truly been forced into a passive position. In the minds of Su Su and the others, no matter how powerful Spirit Hall was, it could not contend against an empire—at least, not now.

The two great empires represented power, status, and wealth, while Spirit Hall was a symbol of strength.

Spirit Hall was merely a powerful organization.

The Heaven Dou Empire, however, was a super empire with a million troops stationed under its command.

An empire's foundation could not be easily shaken. Once its numbers reached a certain level, quantity could also bring about qualitative change. Thus, Spirit Hall generally would not risk directly clashing with the imperial families of the two great empires. This was the command of every Pope throughout history, as well as an unspoken rule that Spirit Hall's Soul Masters had to follow.

"My lord... should we leave now?"

Su Su had completely run out of ideas. Under such circumstances, she had no idea how to clean up the aftermath.

Perhaps only His Holiness the Pope could personally respond to the Heaven Dou Imperial Family afterward.

After all, this matter was far too serious.

Chen Changfeng glanced at Su Su, then swept his gaze across the Spirit Hall Soul Masters covering the mountainside.

Servile. Far too servile.

These things seemed to have taken root deep within them. Though they were respected Soul Masters—

in the end, they were still controlled, feared authority, and accepted the favor of the powerful without principle. For some people, such behavior was not obvious, and they might not even be aware of it themselves, but their expressions and actions had already thoroughly betrayed them.

It was a sickness. It needed to be cured.

Chen Changfeng ignored Su Su's request. He did not even spare Prince Xue Xing or Xue Beng another glance.

He continued holding the Destruction Scepter, its tip angled toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Finally—

Chen Changfeng spoke again, his voice calm. "State the purpose of your journey."

Yu Luomian said, "Y-you dare—"

"Forget it. You probably don't know either."

Chen Changfeng interrupted Yu Luomian with a cold laugh, then shook his head and sighed. "Asking you would only waste my breath. I think those two should know."

With that—

the Destruction Scepter drove forward, piercing through Yu Luomian without the slightest hesitation.

He... really dared to kill!

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