The metal palace gates before them stood wide open, and the broad imperial avenue led straight to Imperial Zenith Hall. The buildings on both sides were silent, with only the distant, continuous explosions proving that Ming Capital was still engulfed in war.
"The so-called continent's greatest Soul Engineer Empire is nothing special after all!"
A Titled Douluo from a reclusive sect descended from the air. Soul rings rose beneath his feet one after another as he casually sent several Royal Dragon Soul Engineers flying.
He watched the retreating figures, excitement spreading across his face.
"The Soul Engineer Empire that claims to be the continent's strongest has only this much defensive power in its imperial palace?"
"We can't even see a single truly top-tier expert. Looks like they're all at Mingde Hall and on the front lines!"
Someone beside him laughed loudly. "As long as we kill Xu Tianyao, the Sun Moon Empire's army will surely fall into chaos. No matter how strong those Soul Engineer legions on the front lines are, they'll just be stray dogs without a master!"
The voice carried far down the main avenue.
Xuan Zi did not stop them. At that moment, he too felt a long-forgotten sense of exhilaration.
They had slaughtered their way into the imperial city, yet the Sun Moon Empire's resistance had been even weaker than he had expected. Although those Soul Engineers were well-equipped, they simply could not form an effective defense against an assault formation composed of Titled Douluo.
More importantly, he had yet to see any of the Sun Moon Empire's widely known ultimate trump cards.
There was no coverage from high-altitude Soul Tool arrays, nor had large numbers of Level-9 Soul Engineers appeared. Anyone else might have found such smooth progress suspicious.
But to Senior Xuan Zi, it