Tang Wulin Again, Dai Yun'er Asks Him to Be a Groomsman?

Star Luo City.

This ancient and massive imperial capital was currently immersed in an unprecedented frenzy of celebration.

Just a few hours ago, the city's air-raid sirens were still wailing shrilly.

Citizens had dragged their families into underground bunkers, the sky thick with the haze of war and death.

Everyone knew that the Sun Moon Federation's three invincible fleets had arrived at the gates, and the Star Luo Empire had reached its final moment of life or death.

Yet, a miracle had descended.

There was no protracted coastal defense war, no blood-soaked meat-grinder battlefield.

There was only a sphere of pure white light at the edge of the horizon, brighter than the sun itself.

And the subsequent news, a shocking victory worthy of being recorded in the annals of Douluo Continent—the Federation's three major fleets had been completely annihilated!

And the one who created this myth was not the Monster Academy that the Star Luo Empire took such pride in.

Nor was it the high and mighty elders of the Sea God Pavilion.

It was a previously unknown recruit from the First Legion, along with his steel behemoth known as the "Vanguard Titan"!

"Did you hear? It was the Imperial Son-in-law who made the move! One shot! Just one shot, and he wiped out that so-called Vast Sea Douluo along with over a hundred warships!"

"What Imperial Son-in-law? That's the savior of the Empire! Didn't you see that His Majesty issued an imperial decree overnight, opening up all the highest-tier resources in the inner treasury to him?"

"Princess Dai Yun'er is truly blessed! That Tang Sect Master was foolish enough to break off the engagement before, but now it seems like the Heavens were saving this peerless genius for our Star Luo Empire!"

In every street and alley, in every tavern and teahouse, there was nothing but fanatical discussion.

Meanwhile, inside the Star Luo Imperial Palace, lanterns were hung and red carpets were laid out.

Emperor Dai Tianling waved his hand, skipping all the tedious royal engagement procedures.

He announced that the highest-spec royal wedding for Dai Yun'er and Luo Feng would be held in three days!

In stark contrast to the festive atmosphere of Star Luo City, a group of young people had just escaped death from the deep sea on the eastern coastline of the Star Luo Empire.

"Cough, cough... finally, we're ashore."

Xie Xie collapsed onto a reef, gasping for air, his clothes stained with the scent of sea salt and gunpowder.

Tang Wulin retracted the phantom of the Sea God Trident, his face as pale as paper.

Although he had successfully broken through to Titled Douluo and used the super-divine weapon to protect everyone, the aftermath of that level-eleven Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon had still caused him significant internal injuries.

Gu Yue walked silently to Tang Wulin's side, using her pure elemental power to soothe his chaotic soul power.

Her eyes held a rare trace of gravity:

"Wulin, that explosive power... it is definitely not something the current Federation could master. That destructive force, capable of erasing all matter in an instant, even surpasses the God-Slaying weapon that destroyed Shrek back then."

"I know."

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, gazing toward the direction of Star Luo City.

"Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie's reaction at the time didn't seem fake; the Federation itself was stunned. This power was launched from within the Star Luo Empire itself."

"The Star Luo Empire? If they had such a weapon of mass destruction, would they have been crushed by the Federation all those years ago?"

Yuanen Yehui frowned, expressing her skepticism.

"Regardless, we must return to Star Luo City."

A flash of determination crossed Tang Wulin's eyes.

"With the Federation fleet destroyed, this debt will largely be blamed on the Tang Sect and Shrek. We must speak with the Star Luo Emperor, at the very least to confirm the current situation!"

And so, this group of surviving elites from Shrek Academy, filled with doubt and exhaustion, set out on the road back to Star Luo City.

However, when they entered Star Luo City under assumed identities, they were completely dumbfounded.

There was no martial law, no troop movements; the streets were filled with red silk and celebratory fireworks.

And the name the citizens were fanatically shouting was not some reclusive Limit Douluo.

Instead, it was a name that felt both familiar and incredibly strange to them—Luo Feng!

"Luo Feng? That guy with the strange mecha?"

Xie Xie widened his eyes, as if he had heard something utterly absurd.

"They say that Level 11 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon that destroyed the three major fleets was 'hand-crafted' by that guy?

Has this world gone mad?"

Tang Wulin's heart skipped a beat.

He recalled the Vanguard Titan that had withstood a blow from his Three-Word Battle Armor in front of the Star Luo Hotel, as well as the bottomless, calm gaze of Luo Feng.

"Let's go, to the imperial palace."

Tang Wulin said in a low voice, his footsteps carrying an indescribable heaviness.

Relying on his status as the Tang Sect Master, Tang Wulin and his group were not obstructed and were quickly ushered into the main hall of the Star Luo Imperial Palace.

However, the moment Tang Wulin stepped into the main hall, he instantly felt a powerful, near-suffocating pressure!

This pressure did not come from Emperor Dai Tianling, who sat high upon the throne.

It came from the young man standing to the lower left of the throne, dressed in a perfectly tailored imperial marshal's uniform.

Luo Feng!

At this moment, Luo Feng no longer possessed the restrained air of a "new recruit" from before.

He stood there casually, yet his body radiated an abyss-like aura that felt almost tangible.

It was the pressure formed by the perfect fusion of his [Fullmetal Alchemist] Martial Soul Avatar and the peak soul power of an 88th-rank Soul Douluo!

"88th rank?! How is this possible!"

Gu Yue, following behind, felt her pupils constrict.

As the Silver Dragon King, her perception of energy was extremely acute.

She remembered clearly that just a few days ago, Luo Feng was merely a Great Soul Master in his twenties, not even a Soul Venerable.

Yet now, the soul power fluctuations on his body were like a vast ocean, only a hair's breadth away from a Titled Douluo!

This simply defied the fundamental laws of the Douluo Continent!

"Ah, that matter."

Before the Emperor could speak, Luo Feng chuckled and opened his mouth.

His voice was very gentle, but to the ears of the Shrek group, it carried a sense of condescending superiority.

"I just tossed a firecracker to hear it pop, didn't control the yield well, and accidentally vaporized those few hundred pieces of scrap metal.

I didn't hurt Sect Master Tang, did I?"

"It really was you..."

Tang Wulin stared fixedly at Luo Feng. "A Level 11 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon?

Do you have any idea what kind of devastation such a weapon would cause if it landed on the continent?!"

"Sect Master Tang, that's an interesting thing for you to say."

Suddenly, a crisp voice tinged with coldness rang out.

It was not Luo Feng who spoke, but Dai Yun'er.

The little princess of Star Luo released Luo Feng's arm, took two steps forward, and looked Tang Wulin straight in the eye.

Her eyes no longer held the infatuation and humility of the past.

Replacing them was the pride of an imperial princess and absolute protectiveness over the man beside her.

"The Federation's fleet was about to reach our doorstep; were we supposed to wash our necks and wait for death?

If it weren't for A-Feng, the ones suffering the devastation would be the millions of citizens of our Star Luo Empire!"

"However, as an imperial princess, I welcome you to attend the wedding between A-Feng and me. He happens to be missing a best man; I wonder if you..."