Who Knew Martial Soul Fusion Skills Counted Too...

The three great empires of the Douluo Continent.

Unlike the silence and panic when the first mission was announced, the military camps of every nation were now as noisy as boiling water.

Chen Fan's incredible "perfect completion" and the miraculous group rewards had completely set everyone's nerves on edge.

What did it mean to have a windfall from the heavens?

That was exactly what it meant to have a windfall from the heavens!

The Heaven Dou Empire's camp.

Emperor Xue Beng paced back and forth inside his tent, his face flushed and his eyes gleaming with undisguised fervor.

"Your Majesty!"

Marshal Ge Long stepped forward and said gravely, "We must seize this mission for the Heaven Dou Empire! The Spirit Hall Empire has already reaped a reward. Bibi Dong has recovered from her injuries. If we don't act now, the balance will keep shifting, and we'll surely lose the battle at Jialing Pass!"

"I know that, of course!"

Xue Beng stopped abruptly, gritting his teeth. "But the mission requires a 'flying-type Martial Soul' and places no restrictions on Soul Power Level. Who in the Heaven Dou Empire is best suited for it?"

Yu Xiaogang had also regained his confidence in offering grand strategies. He cleared his throat and analyzed the situation. "Your Majesty, the mission was very clear!"

"This is a matter of 'purification,' not 'killing.'"

"What does that mean? It means this is no life-or-death battle!"

"Since the Demon Dragon has been corrupted, it must be suffering and gone berserk."

"As long as the Spirit Master we send is fast enough to locate the source of the corruption on the Demon Dragon and remove it swiftly, we can complete the mission perfectly!"

Yu Xiaogang grew more excited with every word, as if he could already see victory on the horizon. "When it comes to speed and flight, who across the entire Douluo Continent could surpass the Speed Clan?"

At those words, everyone in the tent's eyes lit up.

"Clan Chief Bai He!"

Xue Beng immediately looked toward a lean, sprightly old man in the corner.

Bai He, clan chief of the Speed Clan, had the Sharp-Tailed Swift Martial Soul and was a pure agility-type Soul Douluo.

When it came to flying speed alone, even Titled Douluo couldn't keep up with him.

Bai He drew a deep breath and cupped his hands. "This old servant is willing to ease Your Majesty's burdens!"

"Excellent!"

Xue Beng was overjoyed. "Clan Chief Bai He, if you complete the mission, I'll make you a prince upon your return!"

The imperial palace of the Star Luo Empire.

The Star Luo Emperor sat on his throne, his expression terrifyingly dark. He looked around at his ministers and suddenly exploded with rage. "Is my Star Luo Empire only fit to sit by and watch them feast?!"

"Is there not a single person who can ease my burdens?"

The ministers below the throne held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.

The Star Luo Empire valued martial prowess, and the families represented among its ministers were all from powerful attack-type Spirit Masters.

As for flying-type Spirit Masters... they were practically extinct.

There wasn't a single one!

"Your Majesty!"

A black-robed retainer stepped forward, his voice hoarse. "The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of the Star Luo Crown Prince and Crown Princess can fly!"

"We're short on time. If we don't take the initiative, then when the participants are chosen at random..."

The Star Luo Emperor narrowed his eyes. After weighing the pros and cons, he waved his hand decisively. "Approved!"

"Have Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun participate!"

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had originally been made crown prince and crown princess. However, both of them had received divine trials—the God of War's and the God of Speed's, respectively—and were destined to ascend to the Divine Realm in the future. So the positions had been given to Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun.

Thus,

the current Star Luo Crown Prince and Crown Princess were Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun.

The Spirit Hall Empire, before Jialing Pass.

Bibi Dong sat upon the throne on the high platform. Her injuries had healed, and the supreme pressure of the Rakshasa God once again surrounded her.

The many high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall Empire beside her were all on edge. They kept their heads bowed, not daring to meet her gaze.

"A flying-type Martial Soul. Purify the Demon Dragon..."

Bibi Dong lightly tapped the armrest with her fingers, her gaze sweeping over the people below.

Chen Fan had just made an excuse to return to the logistics camp. Though she was displeased, she had no time to hold it against him now.

"Let me go!"

At the sound of a cool voice, everyone turned toward its source. Qian Renxue stepped forward and spoke gravely.

"You?"

Bibi Dong frowned and looked at her coldly. "You're going?"

"What's the problem?"

"Your divine position was shattered, and your Martial Soul's quality fell. Although you're now a level ninety-one Titled Douluo, how much of your strength could you bring to bear?"

Qian Renxue's expression faltered.

Rakshasa God Bibi Dong had a point.

Qian Renxue's Martial Soul was the Six-Winged Angel, and she had absorbed all the Spirit Rings she'd hunted with the Six-Winged Angel.

Now that her Martial Soul's quality had fallen, the effects of those Soul Skills would be greatly diminished.

Even though she was now a level ninety-one Titled Douluo, she couldn't escape that loss!

Unless her Martial Soul returned to being a Six-Winged Angel.

"That's exactly why I have to go!"

Qian Renxue met Bibi Dong's gaze without backing down, her eyes full of stubborn resolve. "If I can receive a reward from the Heavenly Dao, then it's not impossible for my Martial Soul's quality to return to that of the Six-Winged Angel!"

Bibi Dong ignored her and spoke gravely. "Elder Tianfeng!"

"Present!"

An old man dressed in dark brown stepped forward and cupped his hands slightly. "Your Majesty the Tsaritsa!"

"You will represent the Spirit Hall Empire."

"I'm going too!"

Qian Renxue cried out in a panic, but Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo quickly pulled her back.

Soon,

all three empires had finished their arrangements.

The Teleportation Gates for the Heaven Dou Empire and the Spirit Hall Empire were both on the Jialing Pass battlefield, while the Star Luo Empire's was elsewhere.

So they wouldn't run into one another.

[Third National Destiny Mission. Participants have been selected.]

[Heaven Dou Empire representative: Bai He.]

[Spirit Hall Empire representative: Tianfeng Douluo.]

[Star Luo Empire representatives: Dai Weisi, Zhu Zhuyun.]

[Teleportation Gate closed.]

Seeing this, many people stared in surprise. "Wait, how can the Star Luo Empire send two people?"

"Isn't this a group mission where each empire can only send one person? How can they send two?"

"Dai Weisi? If I remember right, he's the Star Luo Crown Prince. He's actually participating in person?"

"They must be short on people... The Star Luo Crown Prince and Crown Princess's Hell White Tiger Martial Soul Fusion Skill can fly, so it counts as a flying-type Martial Soul."

"Right... It seems the Star Luo Empire really doesn't have a single flying-type Martial Soul, so they can only rely on the imperial family's Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Seeing this, Xue Beng's eyes widened. He abruptly turned to look at Liu Erlong, Flender, and Yu Xiaogang.

If he remembered correctly, those three had a Martial Soul Fusion Skill that could fly too—and its combat power was far greater than Bai He's, wasn't it?

"Ahem..."

When Xue Beng turned around, everyone else's gaze followed.

Even Yu Xiaogang, whose skin was thicker than anyone's, looked a little uncomfortable. "Well... The Teleportation Gate didn't make the rules clear. Who knew Martial Soul Fusion Skills counted too..."