Three-Party Alliance, Level 96 Falling Devil Douluo Requests Battle!

As the guardian of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu's primary mission was to protect the inheritance of the angel lineage and ensure Qian Renxue ascended to godhood.

Regarding this sudden variable, he instinctively chose the safest course of action: "remain motionless."

"Big Brother, are we just going to watch?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt somewhat unwilling.

"If we allow them to grow, I fear they will become a major threat in the future."

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment, his gaze profound:

"Naturally, we cannot sit idly by."

"Since the Star Luo Empire has sent an invitation, we must show some response."

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes lit up. He immediately stepped forward and cupped his fists:

"Big Brother, since you have concerns and are unwilling to risk danger easily, then let me go!"

"I have been stuck at level 98 for many years and have long found it difficult to meet an opponent.

Since that Great Sun Prince named Xu Yu is also level 98, I would like to see exactly what he is made of!"

The bones throughout Golden Crocodile Douluo's body emitted a series of cracking sounds, and a long-suppressed desire burned in his chest:

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, we'll know once we take it out for a walk!"

Qian Daoliu looked at this old brother who had followed him for many years, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded slightly:

"Very well."

"Go and test the reality of the situation. Remember, do not underestimate the enemy. If things become impossible, prioritize your own safety."

"As for me..."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes again, golden light circulating around his body:

"I must remain in Martial Soul City to guard against the possibility that this is a ruse to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and also to guard against... other variables."

As the decision from the upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall was finalized.

A luxurious delegation, personally led by Golden Crocodile Douluo and accompanied by several Title Douluo, departed from Martial Soul City in a grand procession, heading toward the direction of the Star Luo Empire.

At the same time, the delegation from the Heaven Dou Empire also set out under the instructions of Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe.

Three days later, thirty miles outside Linhai City.

On the border of the Star Luo Empire, banners blocked the sun, and a murderous aura soared into the sky.

Three full-strength spirit master legions urgently deployed by the Star Luo Empire, combined with the Royal Knights of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Judgment Guard of Martial Soul Hall—composed entirely of high-level spirit masters—formed a terrifying coalition army capable of sweeping across any nation on the continent.

However, despite the strength of the troops, the atmosphere inside the coalition's command tent was subtle and oppressive.

Although the Star Luo Emperor Dai Tianfeng was the host, he could only sit in the secondary seat at this moment.

In the main seat, Golden Crocodile Douluo sat with a commanding presence, his eyes slightly closed, resembling a sleeping lion.

Beside him was the Seventh Worship, Falling Devil Douluo, also from the Worship Hall.

As for the Heaven Dou Empire side, although they had only sent a prince and several generals at the Soul Douluo level, most of them held a "doing the bare minimum" attitude, even faintly appearing as if they were there to watch the show.

"Everyone."

Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the room, his voice low and powerful:

"Since all three parties have arrived, there is no need for further talk.

Since this Great Sun Prince Mansion dares to challenge the order of the entire continent, they must be prepared to endure the wrath of thunder."

"Emperor Dai, your army is responsible for sealing the perimeter; not even a fly is allowed to escape."

"As for the assault..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered, his gaze fixed on the direction of Linhai City:

"In a battle of that level, ordinary troops are just throwing their lives away.

I will lead the forces of Martial Soul Hall to break the city from the front!"

Although Dai Tianfeng felt stifled, he knew that he had to rely on the high-level combat power of Martial Soul Hall at this time, so he immediately cupped his fists:

"Then I will leave it to the Second Worship!

As long as my son and Duke Nether can be rescued, the Star Luo Empire will surely reward you handsomely!"

At high noon, the scorching sun hung in the sky.

The coalition army approached Linhai City in a massive formation.

However, when that familiar city came into view, everyone's pace slowed down involuntarily.

The once-spacious harbor waters were now completely filled by those Steel Giant Ships.

The pitch-black muzzles of the cannons were like countless cold eyes, staring fixedly at the uninvited guests on land.

Atop the city walls of Linhai City, two figures stood side by side, with a Black Base Gold Sun Flag fluttering in the wind behind them.

They were none other than Xu Zhao and the Great Sun Prince, Xu Yu.

Facing the dark, dense army of soul masters below, as well as the several auras of Title Douluo rising into the sky.

Not a single trace of panic could be seen on either of their faces.

Xu Zhao even had the leisure to point at the formation below and smile at Xu Yu beside him:

"Father, it seems we are held in high regard.

With the Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall leading the team personally, I fear even the Clear Sky Sect never enjoyed such a formation back in the day, right?"

Xu Yu crossed his arms over his chest, a disdainful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth as his gaze pierced through the crowd, locking precisely onto the position of Golden Crocodile Douluo:

"Mere rabble.

That old crocodile may have some cultivation.

But if he truly dares to make a move, I wouldn't mind skinning his crocodile hide to make a pair of boots for Yan'er."

Below the city.

Golden Crocodile Douluo seemed to sense Xu Yu's unmasked, provocative gaze, and his brows twitched violently.

Such arrogant aura...

Golden Crocodile Douluo was secretly startled.

Even from such a distance, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the man on the city wall.

That feeling was like facing a surging, turbulent sea—fathomless.

"Level 98... it really is level 98!"

The last shred of hope in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart was extinguished.

As both were level 98, if they were to fight to the death, the outcome would be unpredictable.

Moreover, the opponent had those strange Steel Warships to rely on.

If he were to rashly commit the entire army, once they fell into a stalemate, the losses for Martial Soul Hall would likely be an astronomical figure.

Big brother was right, this Great Sun Prince Mansion is eerie; we must not act rashly.

Thinking of this, Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his hand, signaling the army to halt their advance.

He turned his head to look at Falling Devil Douluo beside him and said in a deep voice:

"Seventh, go and test their depth."

"Remember, only challenge them to force them to make a move; do not get entangled in the fight.

I want to see what other trump cards this Great Sun Prince Mansion has besides that level 98 fellow!"

"Understood, Second Brother!"

Falling Devil Douluo had long been unable to suppress the fighting spirit in his heart.

He held his Coiling Dragon Staff, and the light of the soul rings beneath his feet erupted—

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

The momentum of a level 96 power-attack system Title Douluo exploded instantly!

BOOM!

Falling Devil Douluo's figure moved like lightning, instantly rushing into mid-air, and the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand expanded violently in the wind.

It transformed into a dark red giant pillar a hundred meters long, pointing toward the city wall from afar, his voice like a booming bell:

"Martial Soul Hall Worship, Falling Devil is here!"

"You rats on the wall, who dares to come out and fight this old man?!"

This roar, mixed with thick soul power, shook the walls of Linhai City until they trembled slightly.

On the city wall.

Xu Zhao looked at the insufferably arrogant Falling Devil Douluo in mid-air and shook his head lightly:

"Level 96?

Is this all it takes to dare to come and challenge us?"