Demon Invasion

"Not bad," An Lan chuckled. "The first soul skill of the Red Edge Spear, Sun Piercer, ignores all defenses!"

Although she had already guessed it, hearing the words "ignores defense" still sent a massive shock through Le Lingzhao's heart.

Ignoring defense—that was simply too broken!

Throughout the entire history of the Douluo Continent, there were only a handful of soul skills that could compare to this one.

For instance—

Invincible Golden Body!

Invincible Golden Body!

Invincible Golden Body!

That's right, this was the Invincible Golden Body that Tang San used to death before he became a god, Xiao Wu...

Cough, Trident warning!

Initially, An Lan had wanted an amplification-type soul skill, but after learning the detailed information about Sun Piercer, he immediately changed his mind.

How could an amplification skill compare to ignoring defense? It was truly worthy of being an Auspicious Beast Soul Spirit.

Le Lingzhao regained her composure and first gave her disciple high praise: "Your strengths are obvious. Your power, speed, and spiritual power are all far beyond soul masters of the same rank. Your first soul spirit is even the only Auspicious Beast Soul Spirit in the world; you are truly blessed by the heavens."

After the praise, her tone shifted, and she pointed out sternly: "But at the same time, your weaknesses are equally obvious."

"You have never systematically learned spear techniques, and your spearplay is far too crude. You can only rely on the raw stats of the Red Edge Spear to crush your opponents, unable to unleash its full power. If you encounter a truly evenly matched opponent, you will easily suffer."

An Lan was well aware of this and bowed respectfully: "Please, my two masters, teach me."

"You rascal."

Le Lingzhao reached out and flicked his forehead lightly. An Lan took the opportunity to grin and lean in close, affectionately hugging her arm.

Le Lingzhao and Leng Qingning exchanged a look, both nodding in tacit agreement.

They certainly wouldn't let their precious disciple be snatched away by anyone else.

As for mere spear techniques, they could just learn them now!

Of the two, Leng Qingning's martial soul was the Amethyst Phoenix, a beast martial soul, so she didn't have a deep understanding of spearplay.

However, An Lan's father, An Ze, possessed the Evil-Breaking Spear and was a master of the spear himself. Back when they were in the Blood God Legion, they often sparred, so Leng Qingning wasn't completely ignorant of it.

Le Lingzhao was even a step ahead of Leng Qingning.

Her martial soul was the Holy Angel. Although it had nothing to do with spears, her clan possessed the divine artifact Angel Holy Sword. She had studied some sword techniques and had even attained the realm of sword intent.

As the saying goes, mastering one path leads to mastering all. With a foundation in swordsmanship and finding a spear master to provide some pointers, teaching An Lan in the early stages was no problem at all.

As for the later stages, who wasn't a workaholic in their youth?

The two were already peak figures on the continent, possessing spiritual power at the peak of the Spirit Domain realm. They lacked neither vast horizons nor extraordinary comprehension.

If they truly set their minds to studying the way of the spear, not to mention reaching the realm of a Spear God, cultivating a Spear Soul would be more than enough.

Just as the three were enjoying a moment of peace and harmony, Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao frowned almost simultaneously. Through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, they looked toward the northwest.

In the deep mountains, barely over a hundred kilometers from Shangling City, an extremely powerful spatial fluctuation erupted.

The two exchanged a look. Leng Qingning's brows furrowed tightly: "Something happened. An alien plane is connecting to the Douluo Continent."

The disgust on Le Lingzhao's face was undisguised: "It's as nauseating as the aura of the Abyss. They are enemies, not friends."

The Holy Angel martial soul was naturally inclined to suppress evil; even from a hundred miles away, she could sense the foul, evil aura emanating from the other side.

Upon hearing this, An Lan's heart sank. Could it be the Demon plane?

Yuanen Yehui was about his age, and the timeline matched perfectly.

At this thought, he hesitated.

On one hand, he and Yuanen Yehui were online friends who had met in person, and they had a good relationship. To stand by and watch felt wrong, even if he knew she wouldn't be in mortal danger.

On the other hand, although his two masters were both Super Douluo, the Demon Monarch Wu Jie was powerful, with strength comparable to a demigod. He truly didn't want his masters to put themselves in danger.

Before he could think further, Leng Qingning had already stood up: "It seems to be... in the direction of the Yuanen Family."

Although the Yuanen Family was a reclusive clan, in this era, it was impossible to be completely isolated from the world.

Among the four giants of the Federation, Shrek Academy viewed Shrek City as their private territory and paid little attention to other cities, having almost zero influence in Shangling City.

The branches of the Tang Sect and the War God Temple in Shangling City were only guarded by Title Douluo, making the Spirit Pagoda the biggest local power here.

Originally, although Leng Qingning knew of the Yuanen Family's existence, there was no need to disturb them since they wanted to live in seclusion, so the two sides had no interaction.

It wasn't until a few months ago, when An Lan met a young friend named Yuanen Yehui offline, that the Yuanen Family entered her line of sight again.

Le Lingzhao focused her senses to investigate further, a flash of surprise in her eyes: "It really is! I remember, that little online friend of An Lan's is from the Yuanen Family, right?"

Leng Qingning nodded slightly and asked: "Shall we go?"

"Let's go then!" Le Lingzhao stood up immediately.

An alien invasion concerned the safety of the entire continent, so it was their duty to act. Furthermore, since it involved the family of An Lan's friend, there was no reason to sit idly by.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two moved with lightning speed, their Four-Word Battle Armor manifesting in an instant.

A purple and a golden streak of light shattered the floor-to-ceiling windows, transforming into long rainbows as they sped toward the location of the Yuanen Family in the northwest of Shangling City.

The situation was critical, and with the life-saving trump cards they had left on An Lan, a hundred miles was nothing more than a fleeting journey for them; the two departed through the air without even leaving a word of instruction.

Before An Lan could even react, the two figures had already vanished into the horizon.

Staring at the two large holes left in the floor-to-ceiling windows, the look of hesitation on his face dissipated entirely, and he scratched his head, his heart filled with uncertainty and shock.

As the pinnacle of Soul Tool technology on the continent, he had naturally collected information regarding Battle Armor.

Three-Word Battle Armor was layered and angular, but his two masters' armor lacked rigid plating or obvious component outlines; it had spread directly from within their bodies, naturally taking shape along their limbs and bones.

Recalling that scene just now, An Lan's heart couldn't help but pound.

The waist armor, shoulder guards, and chest plate were a seamless whole, with divine patterns flowing across the armor like living creatures—these were clearly the characteristics of Four-Word Battle Armor.

He... had actually been underestimating his two masters all along.

Everything from before suddenly made sense to An Lan.

No wonder they dared to set their sights on the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and no wonder his second master had laughed at him when he mentioned the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo.

With two Four-Word Battle Armor masters personally providing support, what was there to worry about?

It's in the bag!

More importantly, he actually had four backers at the Limit Douluo level!

Purple Phoenix Douluo, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, Judgment Douluo, and Angel Douluo!

An Lan completely set his mind at ease, took out his communication Soul Tool, and tapped on the avatar of a cute young girl with black eyes, red hair, and a hint of baby fat.

It was none other than Yuanen Yehui.

In truth, he had long known the Yuanen Family was in Shangling City, but he had never intended to approach Yuanen Yehui deliberately; meeting her had been purely coincidental.

The story began three years ago...