The Immortal Sun Moon Empire?

"Master Hao! In my humble opinion, there's no need to keep arguing with that neither-human-nor-ghost old monster. We don't need to tear down this city either. Let's leave these stubborn fools trapped inside as living dead, while our Holy Spirit Cult takes over the entire Sun Moon Empire from outside."

At that moment, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo dropped to one knee and roared. The Holy Spirit Cult's Titled Douluo all burst into laughter, their voices shaking the wilderness beyond Ming Capital.

"Exactly! Leave them inside and see what they eat and drink!"

"This place is huge. If they tear down those broken iron shells and frames, can't they still farm the land?"

"Isn't there food everywhere in this city? He eats your sister-in-law, you eat his uncle. Problem solved. Hahahahahaha..."

"How could that work? Haven't you heard that the good stuff shouldn't go to outsiders?"

At this moment, Kong Deming merely shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his aged face.

"You think you can take over the entire Sun Moon Empire? You are wrong. As long as Ming Capital remains, as long as this old man remains, the Sun Moon Empire will never belong to you..."

"Based on what? That Soul Guidance Network you and those old geezers secretly built?"

Huo Yuhao looked confidently at Kong Deming on the massive screen, his expression as calm as an ancient well, as though he were watching a clown making a spectacle of himself.

Sure enough, Kong Deming's face on the screen flickered for an instant.

"Huo Yuhao, since you even know about that, this old man will speak frankly."

After a long while, Kong Deming sighed softly, his expression turning solemn.

"Huo Yuhao, neither you nor your Holy Spirit Cult can conquer the Sun Moon Continent."

This time, Kong