Slaughter City still existed.
But Han Yu had taken direct control of it.
Asura God seemed to have made no move yet?
Perhaps time flowed differently for him.
A moment's deliberation for Asura God could mean days or even months passing on Douluo Continent.
The sects, kingdoms, and duchies across the continent had submitted.
Apart from a handful of diehards whose foundations had been uprooted, all had sent letters of surrender and hostages to Heaven Dou Imperial City.
Yet the continent had still not found complete peace.
Spirit City stood astride the passage between north and south. With the hundreds of thousands of Soul Masters and fortified passes under its command, it had become a bone lodged deep in the Ling Tian Empire's throat.
Heaven Dou City—no, Ling Tian City now.
The imperial palace.
Han Yu sat in the seat of honor, his expression calm.
"Ah, I wonder how long it'll take your mother to complete the Ninth Trial."
Gu Rong's face was full of worry.
"Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall are both undergoing God Trials.
"If either of them becomes a god first, then even though we've united the whole of Douluo Continent, we'll still be no match for a true deity!"
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I have faith in my mother—and in myself!"
Han Yu turned and smiled.
Ling Yuan had completed the Fire God's First Trial, but she could not complete the Second Trial yet.
If a god was to emerge on their side first,
it would have to be either Han Yu or his mother, Gu Yu.
"Grandpa, you've been at the peak of level 98 for quite some time, haven't you?"
Gu Rong gave a bitter smile.
"Level 98 and level 99 may look only one step apart, but that step is a