The Great Battle

Bibi Dong's voice, filled with murderous intent, rang out, completely severing any possibility of peace talks: "Take them."

As her words fell, the Spirit Hall soul masters, who had long been poised for action, instantly surged forward like a dam breaking, launching a fierce all-out assault!

"Kill--!!!"

Earth-shaking battle cries and violent fluctuations of soul power erupted simultaneously!

In the sky, the Title Douluo powerhouses of Spirit Hall transformed into streaks of light, charging straight toward Tang Wei and the Great Elder in front of the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate!

They intended to use their absolute numerical advantage to kill or cripple the enemy's strongest combatants first!

At the same time, on the ground, the battle formations composed of thousands of Spirit Hall soul masters also launched their attack.

Countless rays of soul skill light poured down upon the Clear Sky Sect like a torrential storm, blotting out the sky.

"Rumble!!!"

Facing the siege of several Title Douluos, Tang Wei and the Great Elder's expressions turned grave to the extreme.

"Clear Sky Sect disciples, hear my command! Fight to the death, no retreat!" Tang Wei let out a thunderous roar. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand expanded instantly, and with an unstoppable momentum, he charged headlong to meet the incoming enemies!

"Defend the sect!" The Great Elder's true form of the Clear Sky Hammer manifested. Standing back-to-back with Tang Wei, he prepared to face this unavoidable bloodbath!

All the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect had bloodshot eyes as they gripped their own Clear Sky Hammers and charged at the enemy.

High in the sky, the battle instantly reached a fever pitch!

Tang Wei and the Great Elder, two Title Douluos, found themselves at a severe disadvantage and locked in a bitter struggle almost immediately as they faced a siege from several powerhouses of the same rank.

"Sky-Surpassing Strike!" Tang Wei's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, the massive Clear Sky Hammer in his hand erupting with blinding black light.

"Hmph!" A giant phantom of the Wondrous Velvet Chrysanthemum bloomed, and countless sharp petals spun, preparing to meet the strike.

At the same time, Ghost Douluo's figure appeared behind Tang Wei, his sinister ghost claws reaching straight for his heart.

"Get lost!" The Great Elder roared, his Clear Sky Hammer sweeping across the field to force Ghost Douluo back, standing back-to-back with Tang Wei to fend off attacks from all directions.

The Title Douluos of Spirit Hall displayed their full capabilities, unleashing various powerful soul skills like a violent storm.

The sky was submerged in the light of multicolored soul skills, with deafening explosions echoing incessantly.

Only by pushing the dominance and power of their Clear Sky Hammers to the limit were Tang Wei and the Great Elder able to withstand the first wave of the fierce siege.

However, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone several powerhouses of the same level.

Even if they were inferior in strength, the sheer number of enemies would be enough to wear them down to death.

"Struggling in vain!" A Spirit Hall Title Douluo sneered, and a massive light sword slashed down once more.

Tang Wei roared as he raised his hammer to block, his figure stumbling backward from the impact, his internal energy falling into disarray.

Another Title Douluo seized the opportunity, launching a venomous soul skill at him.

"Sect Master, watch out!" The Great Elder's eyes nearly split from rage; he shoved Tang Wei aside and took the blow squarely on his own back.

"Pfft--!" The Great Elder spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly wilting.

The fierce battle between the Title Douluos in the sky was brutal, but the pressure on the ground had reached its peak!

The battle formations of thousands of Spirit Hall soul masters, like tireless war machines, continuously poured attacks onto the Clear Sky formation maintained by the disciples.

Under such dense bombardment, the formation was already riddled with cracks, its light dimming rapidly as it emitted groans of being pushed beyond its limits.

The Clear Sky Sect disciples were all deathly pale, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, their soul power nearly exhausted.

But the more dire the situation, the less they could escape; they could only hold on with all their might.

"Boom--!!!"

Finally, accompanied by a deafening roar, the light barrier of the formation shattered completely.

"Pfft--!" Below, the Clear Sky Sect disciples maintaining the formation all spat out blood in unison.

"Kill!" In the Spirit Hall camp, the Platinum Bishop in charge of ground command shouted sternly.

"For the glory of Spirit Hall!"

Having lost the support of the formation, the Clear Sky Sect's defensive line collapsed instantly.

The dark mass of Spirit Hall soul masters and soul beasts surged into the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate like a broken dam.

"Clear Sky Sect disciples! Follow me and fight to the death!" The Spirit Douluo elders of the Clear Sky Sect had bloodshot eyes as they led the disciples to meet the enemy!

"Fight to the death, no retreat! Fight to the death, no retreat!"

Every Clear Sky Sect disciple still able to stand, young or old, had a look of grim determination in their eyes as they charged headlong into an enemy force several times their size.

Several days later, inside the Pure Land of the King.

Qian Qizhou was wearing a loose, plain-colored robe, sitting at a table and sipping a bowl of steaming... porridge?

He rubbed his chest, which still ached faintly, from time to time. Although the trauma caused by the overload had healed, he estimated it would still hurt for a few more days.

Snow Empress sat quietly across from him, watching him without blinking, though there was no expression on her face.

Under her gaze, Qian Qizhou swallowed another mouthful of porridge, his expression turning somewhat subtle.

He hesitated for a moment before setting down his spoon, looking at the Snow Empress with a helpless expression. "Sister Snow... actually, you don't need to thank me. You've helped me a lot, too."

He paused, seemingly weighing his words, before finally biting the bullet and saying, "You really don't have to cook for me every day. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect next door has professional chefs, and their food is actually quite good..."

His tone carried a hint of pleading, and for good reason.

The food the Snow Empress prepared with her own hands was truly... unique.

The bowl of porridge before him looked crystal clear and smelled fragrant, but the taste upon entering his mouth was nothing short of a culinary adventure.

One bite might be sour, the next spicy, and the one after that an indescribable bitterness, occasionally punctuated by a saltiness that shot straight to the top of his skull.

To be able to make a single bowl of porridge taste so complex—he didn't know whether to call the Snow Empress gifted or something else entirely.

Hearing this, the Snow Empress tilted her head slightly, looking puzzled as she said, "Humans need to consume food to replenish their energy."

"The food I make is better for you than what those people prepare."

Her logic was simple: she used her purest ice-attribute soul power to process the ingredients, removing all impurities and retaining the most essential energy, which was most beneficial for Qian Qizhou's recovery.

As for the taste? That was not within her scope of consideration; or rather, she had no concept of what humans considered delicious.

Besides, she had heard that humans had many ways of repaying kindness, and taking care of someone was one of them.

"Eat quickly, it will get cold soon."

Qian Qizhou looked at the Snow Empress's matter-of-fact gaze and felt a deep sense of powerlessness and a stomachache.

He forced a smile, resigned to his fate, and picked up his spoon again. "...Thank you for your trouble, Sister Snow."

He took a deep breath, scooped up another spoonful of porridge, and forced it into his mouth.

The next second, Qian Qizhou's expression became incredibly vivid, and he had to struggle to keep from spitting it out.