The bloody upheaval in Lingdou City that night, the fall of Heavenly Sun Douluo, and the extermination of the imperial family had not been completely sealed off.
In an era when soul tool communications were not yet widespread, but high-level Soul Masters possessed many means of transmitting messages.
This earth-shattering catastrophe still swept across the entire Douluo Continent at an astonishing speed, like the fiercest storm.
The continent was shaken, and all sides were horrified!
An empire that had stood for thousands of years—its political heart, military leadership, and Soul Master backbone—had been almost decapitated and destroyed overnight.
This was a colossal upheaval unseen in a thousand years.
Undercurrents of fear and suspicion surged madly among the major powers.
Whether it was the other two empires or the many sect factions, all of them fell into panic for a time.
No matter how weak Dou Ling Empire had become, it was still a vast empire.
It possessed more than ten Title Douluos and thousands of powerful Soul Saints.
Yet those who reacted fastest were always the hunters who had planned ahead and had just dealt the killing blow.
Heaven Dou Empire gave the other powers on the continent no opportunity to intervene.
While the smoke over Lingdou City had yet to disperse, news had only begun to spread, and the overwhelming majority were still in shock and disbelief.
The elite legions of Heaven Dou Empire, long stationed at the border between the two nations and ready for battle, moved under the command of several Title Douluos.
Like a flood bursting through a dam, they brazenly crossed the former border.
Dou Ling Empire had lost its leaders, and its central authority was paralyzed.
The border garrisons either had not yet received definite orders.
Or they had already been frightened out of