The Sun and Moon Bow Down, Xu Tianran Trembles!

Huo Yuhao stood up, his voice broadcast to every corner of the Sun Moon Empire via soul guidance satellites. A chilling tone resonated from every soul guidance radio and television set.

"Today, I announce: Xu Tianran's son—Xu Yunhan—shall assume the throne of the Sun Moon Empire, effective immediately."

"The demands are as follows:"

"First, the Sun Moon Empire must recognize the legitimacy of Xu Yunhan's reign. Any dissent will be treated as treason."

"Second, the Body Sect is officially designated as the sole protector sect of the Sun Moon Empire, with the authority to mobilize the military."

"Third, the Spirit Pagoda is to be established throughout the Sun Moon Empire, and the imperial treasury must allocate thirty percent of its annual budget to support it."

As these words fell, the entire continent was in an uproar.

This was not a negotiation; it was a decree!

"Bullshit! How could that bastard possibly carry the surname Xu!"

The elites of the Sun Moon Empire clamored in protest.

But on the Sky Screen, they quickly fell silent.

Because Huo Yuhao had begun a massacre he called "collecting debts."

For the next month, the Sky Screen became a nightmare for countless people.

Huo Yuhao did only one thing every day: destruction.

Today, he appeared at the eastern border of the Sun Moon Empire, single-handedly annihilating the Third Soul Engineer Legion stationed there. Tens of thousands of troops were frozen into ice sculptures by his Ultimate Ice with a single thought, before shattering into dust.

Tomorrow, he appeared at a key fortress of the Sun Moon Empire.

He no longer acted personally, instead opening the Gate of the Undead.

[Undead Demi-plane, open!]

Hundreds of thousands of undead creatures, under the command of those black-robed Body Sect disciples—now known as Spirit Instructors—charged madly into the city.

The soul guidance cannons that once gave soul masters headaches had extremely limited effects on skeletons and zombies that felt no pain.

Even if a zombie was blasted to pieces, other zombies, skeletons, and various undead creatures would rush forward wave after wave, knowing nothing of fear.

In every besieged city, one could hear shrill screams and Huo Yuhao's cold, echoing response:

"Accept Xu Yunhan, or accept death. Which do you choose?"

Fear.

Boundless fear enveloped the entire Sun Moon Empire.

The empire that once looked down on the entire continent with its soul guidance technology now found that its technology could not even protect itself against that man's Undead Scourge.

Even more terrifying was the "brainwashing" ability Huo Yuhao displayed.

In the civilian districts he occupied, Huo Yuhao's spiritual power would sweep through, causing the local nobles, wealthy elites, and powerful figures to stare blankly, obediently handing over all their assets to be distributed among the commoners.

Huo Yuhao declared that only by following him could ordinary people escape the oppression of the nobility.

This "draining the pond to catch the fish" tactic left the royal family of the Sun Moon Empire completely isolated.

Finally, on the outskirts of Ming Capital.

The remaining high-ranking officials of the Sun Moon Empire, led by Kong Deming, walked out of the city gates.

Those watching the Sky Screen saw it.

Kong Deming, once the pillar of the empire, now carried a bundle of thorns on his back, knelt on both knees, and bowed his head deeply toward the man hovering in the sky.

"Sinner Kong Deming is willing to lead Mingde Hall and all the soul instructors of the empire to submit to... the protector sect, the Body Sect."

"We are willing to honor His Majesty Xu Yunhan as Emperor, and shall never betray him for eternity."

Every word Kong Deming spoke seemed to age him by ten years.

But the soul instructors behind him, facing the god-like, prison-like pressure of Huo Yuhao, did not even dare to lift their heads.

Huo Yuhao descended slowly. He walked past Kong Deming without even a glance.

He headed straight for Ming Capital, the only capital city on the continent without walls.

At the top of the "Imperial Tower," the sun flag that once belonged to the Sun Moon Empire's royal family was lowered.

In its place rose a massive battle flag embroidered with the characters "Body," surrounded by silver Spirit Eye motifs.

"From today on, this land belongs to me."

Huo Yuhao turned to face the entire continent.

At that moment, everyone outside the Sky Screen—including Shrek, Star Luo, Dou Ling, and Heavenly Soul—felt a tremor that reached deep into their marrow.

Atop the Imperial Tower in Ming Capital, the Body Sect battle flag featuring the silver Spirit Eye snapped in the wind. As Huo Yuhao's declaration, "This land belongs to me," faded, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a long, deathly silence.

This silence was not because there was nothing to say, but because...

Ordinary people were merely terrified and shocked. Some small-time citizens in the Sun Moon Empire who had profited even looked on with a hint of envy.

But at this moment, countless people of supreme status across the Douluo Continent had their throats constricted by extreme terror.

Sun Moon Empire, Mingde Hall.

"Bang!" With a deafening crash, a precious Level 9 Soul Engineer core array in Jing Hongchen's hand was crushed into powder by his own grip.

He stared fixedly at Elder Kong kneeling in the suburbs on the Sky Screen, his aged face twisted beyond recognition by extreme shame and fury.

"Carrying a rod to beg for punishment... surrendering outside the city..." Jing Hongchen's voice trembled. "That is Elder Kong! He is the pillar of our Sun Moon Empire! How could he... how could he kneel to a mere brat from the Body Sect!"

Behind him, a group of Level 9 Soul Engineers had long since turned ashen-faced.

What they saw was not just the surrender of Elder Kong, but the total defeat of soul guidance technology.

The linked divisions that Huo Yuhao had frozen and shattered with a casual wave, the mental suppression that could manipulate even the soul—these things made these geniuses, who prided themselves on being at the forefront of the era, feel unprecedented despair.

"It's impossible to win..." an old soul engineer slumped to the ground, murmuring in a daze. "That is a satellite broadcast; that is the communication technology we pride ourselves on, yet he used it to announce the empire's demise. Every weapon we created seems to have become a backdrop mocking us in front of that man..."

What terrified them even more was Huo Yuhao's methods regarding the commoners.

"Brainwashing... that is blatant brainwashing!"

Xu Tianran roared in the palace, his face pale as paper. The image of his own decapitation on the Sky Screen was still vivid, but what terrified him more was that Huo Yuhao had actually incited the commoners to carve up the property of the nobility.

"He is digging up the roots of the empire! He has destroyed class, destroyed loyalty; he has used violence and petty gains to turn the empire into his own private garden!"

Xu Tianran looked at the streets of Ming Capital, which were already beginning to stir, and a chill rose in his heart. If the Huo Yuhao in reality also possessed such means, would those lowly people who usually bowed and scraped also rush into the palace with dull eyes, just like in the Sky Screen?

Damn it, these wretched, foolish people—merely watching the scenes on the Sky Screen was enough to make them forget the royal family's benevolence to the ends of the earth. If it truly reached the point shown on the Sky Screen, was there any need to wonder what the result would be?