An Inch of Land, An Inch of Blood. Qian Renxue, You Lost!!!

"Heh, capture me alive?"

Qian Renxue cast a cold look toward Dai Chengfeng, Fourth Prince of Star Luo Empire, who stood opposite her wreathed in countless rays of golden light, sweeping his spear as he fought a bloody battle.

A playful curve lifted the corners of her pretty mouth, and her eyes were full of disdain.

"What a pity!"

"That is nothing but a delusion you will never be able to realize."

Even now, with the thousand Vanguard Death Soldiers of Star Luo Empire, led by Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan, dyeing the ground with blood at every step as they drew closer and closer to her, not the slightest trace of fear appeared on Qian Renxue's face.

Calm and composed, she rode her White Horse and remained where she was.

Qian Renxue was supremely confident. After all, at her side, she had the protection of Pufferfish, a Titled Douluo...

He was merely Dai Chengfeng, yet he dared dream of capturing her alive?

It was utterly absurd, like some enormous joke.

Even the slight favorable impression she had just developed toward Dai Chengfeng was now completely exhausted.

She shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with disgust. "He really is just like the rumors say, stupid beyond belief!"

Compared with Qian Renxue, however, Pufferfish Douluo's gaze fell on Zhu Fan, who had been guarding Dai Chengfeng all along. He looked at the eight Soul Rings shining beneath his feet—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

Every expert who tried to approach Dai Chengfeng was blocked by him, one after another.

"A Soul Douluo?"

Pufferfish Douluo could not help frowning slightly. He leaned closer to Qian Renxue and asked in a low voice, "Young Master."

"There's a Soul Douluo over there. He's such a nuisance. Do you need me to take action and get rid of him?"

"Otherwise, these soldiers can't possibly be a match for a Soul Douluo."

Qian Renxue heard this and gently shook her head. "Pufferfish Elder!"

"Your identity must remain absolutely secret. Unless it is a matter of life and death, you absolutely cannot take action."

"If your identity is exposed, all the plans our Spirit Hall has so carefully laid in the Heaven Dou Empire over the years will be ruined in one stroke. That is a loss we cannot accept no matter what!"

"Yes, Young Master."

Pufferfish Douluo answered, but he was still unwilling in his heart, his fists clenched tight. "But are we just going to let that Soul Douluo run rampant through our army like this?"

A cold smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face. "In any case, the ones dying are all soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire. Letting them and the soldiers of Star Luo Empire wear each other down is nothing but beneficial to our Spirit Hall, without a single downside."

"In that case, why take action to stop him?"

Pufferfish Douluo heard this and nodded in realization. "So that's how it is. Young Master is wise."

At this moment, within the army formation.

Compared with Qian Renxue's spotless purity, Dai Chengfeng's entire body was already bathed in crimson blood.

As his warhorse advanced, thick blood flowed continuously down his long robe and dripped to the ground...

An Inch of Land, An Inch of Blood—this was exactly that.

"Uncle, how much farther are we from Xue Qinghe's main formation?"

Dai Chengfeng's breathing was rapid and disordered, his chest heaving violently.

The pure golden Innate Geng Metal Qi that had once shone brilliantly around him had now grown somewhat dim. It was no longer as dazzling as before, like an oil lamp about to burn dry.

Fortunately, for the past two months he had been using Innate Geng Metal Qi to temper his body, and he possessed a strong physique far beyond ordinary people, so he could still barely keep fighting.

Otherwise, he would probably have run out of strength long ago.

When Zhu Fan heard Dai Chengfeng's weary, hoarse question, the sharp claws in his hands danced with cold light. In a flash, he once again killed a Heaven Dou Empire soldier who had tried to get close to Dai Chengfeng.

Scorching hot blood splashed like spray, spattering straight across his face, but he paid it no mind at all. Instead, he shouted loudly to Dai Chengfeng, "Your Highness, roughly another two hundred meters!"

"Two hundred meters?"

Dai Chengfeng nodded slightly. His cracked lips opened and closed with difficulty as he turned and shouted to the Star Luo Empire soldiers behind him, who were also fighting to the death in blood.

"A lone rider charges boldly toward Dragon City; in this mortal world, we face life and death. If we truly must die..."

"Then we must die with worth!"

"All of you, follow me forward another hundred meters! Kill!"

The long spear in Dai Chengfeng's hand was like a dragon. Every swing carried the desperate momentum of perishing together with the enemy, its cold spearpoint like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, constantly harvesting the enemy's lives.

He pressed forward once more.

Hearing his command, the soldiers behind him shouted in unison, "Kill!!!"

Though their voices sounded somewhat weak from the prolonged battle, they still carried the resolve to face death without regret.

Most of them were wounded, their armor long since soaked through with blood, mixed together with the enemy's minced flesh and brain matter in a mass of red and white.

But there wasn't the slightest hesitation in their eyes. They firmly chose to follow Dai Chengfeng and keep pushing forward.

The battle went on.

Across the battlefield, war cries and screams tangled together.

Because he was running short on Innate Geng Metal Qi, Dai Chengfeng had at some point gained several wounds as well, blood streaming down his body.

But the long spear in his hand did not slow in the slightest.

The warhorse beneath him kept moving forward too.

Until Zhu Fan shouted, "Your Highness, we're only a hundred meters from Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire!"

"We've finally made it?!"

Dai Chengfeng let out a long breath and lightly licked his cracked lips.

He stopped advancing. While fiercely swinging his spear and fighting to the death against the enemies closing in around him, he said to Zhu Fan, "Uncle, pass down the order. All soldiers are to stop advancing. The rear becomes the front. The whole army breaks out!"

"As we break out, shout: Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire, has been captured alive by our army! If you dogs of Heaven Dou Empire want your crown prince to live, lay down your weapons and surrender at once!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Fan's eyes sharpened. He immediately nodded heavily in agreement and swiftly passed down the order.

In an instant, these elite Vanguard Death Soldiers of Star Luo Empire began changing formation with practiced ease. The Awl Formation that had been charging forward rapidly shifted, the rear ranks quickly becoming the front.

At the same time, they shouted in perfect unison, "Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire, has been captured alive by our army! If you dogs of Heaven Dou Empire want your crown prince to live, lay down your weapons and surrender at once!"

"Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire, has been captured alive by our army! You dogs of Heaven Dou Empire..."

"..."

Their shouts rolled like thunder, echoing across the smoke-filled battlefield and spreading to every corner.

Meanwhile, Dai Chengfeng held his spear in one hand, fending off enemies closing in from every direction, while with his other hand he took a Signal Smoke Bomb he had prepared in advance from inside his robe.

"Next, everything is in your hands, Zhu Yan!"

Then he yanked the smoke bomb open with force.

After that, Dai Chengfeng lifted his head and looked toward Qian Renxue, who was riding a White Horse not far away...

At this moment, only a hundred meters separated them.

As their eyes met, Dai Chengfeng could clearly see the contempt and coldness in hers, as though she were mocking him for overestimating himself.

"Hahaha..."

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng only laughed loudly, his voice standing out sharply amid the chaos of the battlefield. "Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, this is a greeting gift from this prince. Catch it!"

As he spoke.

Dai Chengfeng reached behind him for his longbow. He drew it like a full moon and fixed the smoke bomb in his hand onto the arrow...

Whoosh—!

The arrow shot out!

"Xue Qinghe" sat astride the White Horse, her posture elegant and proud.

Looking at Dai Chengfeng, her expression calm and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she said, "A greeting... gift?"

"Good!"

"I'd like to know what kind of gift a defeated general like you has prepared to beg me for mercy."

As she spoke.

She extended her right hand, lifted her slender white palm, and seized the arrow Dai Chengfeng had shot at her.

And at the very instant Qian Renxue caught the arrow, a blaze of fire shot into the sky from the smoke bomb attached to it...

Boom—!

A tremendous explosion rang out. That dazzling light illuminated the entire battlefield as if it were broad daylight.

It was time to turn the whole situation around! Qian Renxue, you lost!!!