Just as Tang San was imprisoned in the Forbidden God Land, on Douluo Continent...
Xia Ming slowly withdrew his Martial Soul and looked down.
The land within a hundred-mile radius had taken on an eerie, shattered appearance.
The earth had been torn open by bottomless ravines, while turbulent energy currents still lingered in the sky.
The air was filled with the pungent scent of lingering Divine Power mixed with blood.
"It's over."
Snow Empress spoke softly. A few specks of blood stained her pristine white dress.
Yet the domain of Ultimate Ice around her remained stern and unyielding, freezing the deathly aura trying to approach into frost.
In the distance, the outline of Star Luo City gradually emerged from the dust.
More than a dozen figures were flying over from the city walls. At their head was Xu Jiawei, the current emperor of the Star Luo Empire.
Seven Title Douluo followed behind him, their faces still marked by lingering shock.
"Lord Xia Ming, Lord Snow Empress."
Xu Jiawei stopped thirty meters away and bowed solemnly.
The Title Douluo behind him all lowered their heads, their posture almost one of worship.
They had watched the battle clearly from atop Star Luo City's walls.
That had not been a realm ordinary Soul Masters could ever touch.
It had been as though a god had descended, and in the end, some incomprehensible being had even tried to erase Xia Ming from this world.
Yet Xia Ming had still won.
"How is Star Luo City?"
Xia Ming spoke calmly, though his voice carried a faint weariness from the life-and-death battle he had just endured.
"Thanks to you, we barely withstood the aftermath." Xu Jiawei's voice trembled slightly.
"However, everything outside the city has been completely flattened. As for the White Tiger Duke Mansion, aside