Vast Sea Calming Heaven Battle

Outside the Spirit Cat Duke's Mansion, hundreds of Soul Master from the Spirit Hall had surrounded the Zhu Clan.

However, they did not launch a full-scale attack.

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo landed, Chrysanthemum Douluo walked out of the mansion gate.

"It's settled."

With his usual smile, Chrysanthemum Douluo said, "The Zhu Clan is willing to surrender."

"Those who understand the times are the wise ones."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, his gaze sweeping over the Zhu Clan's towering gatehouse, and said, "In that case, there's no need for bloodshed."

After saying this, the two did not linger any longer and transformed into streaks of light to head towards their next target.

Inside the mansion gate, Spirit Cat Duke gazed at the two figures disappearing into the distance and sighed deeply.

"Father..."

Just then, a little girl of about five or six years old gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "My little sister is awake and keeps crying. I can't stop her no matter what I do."

Spirit Cat Duke bent down and stroked his eldest daughter Zhu Zhuyun's hair, saying wearily, "Zhu Yun, your sister is probably hungry."

"Let's go take a look together."

After saying that, he led his daughter through the corridor and headed towards his younger daughter's room.

At this time, most of the servants in the mansion had already dispersed, and even the wet nurse of the youngest daughter, Zhu Zhuqing, was nowhere to be found. In this chaotic time of war, ordinary people only sought to protect themselves.

As I entered the nursery, Zhu Zhu Qing's loud cries came from the cradle.

Spirit Cat Duke carefully picked up the baby girl and clumsily patted her back. Her crying gradually subsided.

"Father."

Zhu Zhuyun looked up and asked, "Will we still be able to go out and play in the future?"

Spirit Cat Duke paused, his gaze shifting between his eldest daughter's innocent face and the baby in his arms.

After a long silence, he murmured, "The Dai Family has fallen... perhaps it's not all bad."

"At least the two of you won't have to fight each other anymore."

These words were spoken very softly, it was unclear whether they were spoken to her daughter or to herself.

Spirit Cat Duke walked to the window and looked towards the Imperial Palace.

Some lingering smoke and dust could still be faintly seen there.

An era has ended, and the Zhu Clan must find a way to survive in the New Era.

Zhu Zhu Qing, nestled in his arms, finally stopped crying, opened her bright black eyes, and looked at her father with curiosity.

Spirit Cat Duke gently squeezed her small hand and smiled bitterly.

"This can be considered... a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was leading the Spirit Hall's Soul Master to sweep across the Star Luo Empire, Qian Daoliu's figure quietly disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, the Great Offering of the Spirit Hall stood suspended in mid-air before a towering mountain.

Below, clouds and mist swirl around the mountainside, interspersed with verdant pines and cypresses, while a magnificent architectural complex can be faintly seen at the mountain's summit.

Qian Daoliu Float in mid-air, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar sect, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"I never imagined that I would actually set foot in this place in my lifetime."

Then, Qian Daoliu's gaze slowly moved down, finally settling on the mountain gate.

There, three large, bold characters gleamed in the sunlight.

Clear Sky Sect.

Yes, Xia Yang Yang's actions to unify the continent were too swift, and many details were not properly arranged.

For example, Xia Yang did not tell the Clear Sky Sect, with whom he was related by marriage, about his plan.

The Clear Sky Sect happens to be located within the territory of the Star Luo Empire.

Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary conflict between the two sides, Qian Daoliu decided to make this trip himself.

After all, everyone knows that Tang Yuehua, the Third Miss of the Clear Sky Sect, is the wife of the New Sea God Xia Yang.

"Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, come out and answer!"

Before he finished speaking, the aura of a level 99 Peak Douluo was released with a roar.

The sound of Qian Daoliu echoed through the valley like rolling thunder, startling countless birds in the forest.

"Hahaha--"

Immediately following, a powerful and unrestrained laugh pierced through the clouds, carrying a long-lost sense of familiarity.

"Qian Daoliu! What a rare guest! I never expected that you, old man, would actually come to visit in person!"

Before the words were finished, a crimson figure soared into the sky from the mountain gate and arrived in front of Qian Daoliu in just a few breaths.

The newcomer had a bristling beard and hair, and although he looked somewhat old, his eyes still shone brightly, and his aura was in no way inferior to Qian Daoliu's.

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted slightly, and he showed a rare look of astonishment.

"Tang Chen? You... you're still alive?"

"What, are you surprised?"

Tang Chen stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "Old man incredibly resilient."

"But what brings you here today?"

"I remember we had an agreement back then that we wouldn't invade each other's territories."

"What, Qian Daoliu, are you planning to go back on your word?"

"With my status as Qian Daoliu, how could I possibly go back on my word?"

Qian Daoliu composed himself and said solemnly, "I have come here today with important matters to discuss."

Then, Qian Daoliu recounted in detail how Xia Yang became the Sea God and intended to unify the continent.

His words also mentioned that the Spirit Hall had begun to act in accordance with Divine Edict.

"Xia Yang... Sea God..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen's eyes flashed with a complex expression, which then turned into a long sigh of emotion.

"That girl Yuehua has found an extraordinary husband."

"So, your Spirit Hall has now completely submitted to him?"

"Exactly."

Qian Daoliu nodded frankly and said, "Therefore, the reason I came here today is to inform you of the 'Number One Sect Under Heaven,' so as to avoid any conflict between you and my Spirit Hall."

"By now, the Spirit Hall should have already largely pacified the Star Luo Empire."

Tang Chen remained silent for a moment, then gazed into the distance.

Within the Star Luo Empire beyond the mountains, he seemed to see the distant flames of war and hear the carnage beyond the mountains.

"Knew."

Tang Chen finally spoke, saying, "I will instruct all disciples of the sect to remain secluded during this period and not to get involved in outside conflicts."

At this point, the atmosphere between the two inexplicably eased.

Decades of grudges and entanglements seem insignificant in the face of the tides of time.

Qian Daoliu suddenly smiled and asked, "Tang Chen, it's been so long. How about... we have a drink together?"

Tang Chen was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, saying, "Good! Old man happen to have a few jars of fine wine in my stash; today I'll let you, my old rival, have them!"

After saying that, the two figures transformed into streaks of light and flew side by side into the depths of the Clear Sky Sect.

A mountain breeze swept by, dispelling the lingering smell of past battles, leaving only the complex bond between the two peak experts that spanned decades.

The Vast Sea Kingdom, Zhenhai City.

The military camps stretched along the mountainside, their banners fluttering and their armor like a forest.

Tens of thousands of elite troops gathered here, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere of both grim determination and anticipation.

In front of the Central Army Tent, Xia Yang stood on a high platform.

The six Holy Pillar Douluo of Sea God Island stood on both sides, followed closely by Ah Yin, Liu Erlong, Tang Yuehua, Bibi Dong, and others.

Further away lay the army of generals and Soul Master that the Vast Sea Kingdom had been gathering for months.