Three Great Limit Douluo

Bright Dipper Mountains, camp of the Star Luo Empire's Northwestern Army Group, the White Tiger Duke's command tent.

Because the Sun Moon Empire had focused its primary offensive on the Heaven Dou Empire and Dou Ling Empire this time, its planned encirclement of the White Tiger Duke's patrol—originally scheduled earlier—had been delayed until today.

The White Tiger Duke was leading his troops on a routine patrol through the Bright Dipper Mountains as usual, unaware that every movement he made was being closely monitored by the Sun Moon Empire's detection soul tools.

Just as the White Tiger Duke entered the encirclement the Sun Moon Empire had laid out, and the Soul Engineer Legion was preparing to launch a surprise attack, Xu Jiujiu and her group happened to arrive.

Seeing dozens of Titled Douluo present, the person in charge of the ambush made a prompt decision. He immediately canceled the operation, led his troops back to Ju Zi's camp, and reported the situation to her.

Ju Zi rested her chin on her hand. "Shrek Academy is getting involved too?"

"Report, Marshal! According to the detectors, we've discovered that the White Tiger Duke and the others are heading toward the Death God Tower," another of Ju Zi's subordinates reported as he hurried in.

The red-clad woman seated nearby let out a soft laugh. "Oh? How interesting. They're actually delivering themselves to our door."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red-clad woman vanished from where she stood in an instant.

After joining up with the White Tiger Duke, the group discussed their options and ultimately decided to strike straight at the heart of the enemy, intending to completely destroy the Sun Moon Empire's greatest threat in the Bright Dipper Mountains—the Death God Tower. That way, the Sun Moon Empire would no longer dare launch large-scale attacks so freely.

The highest peak of the Bright Dipper Mountains, where the Death God Tower stood.

In the original story, they had relied on Huo Yuhao's help to easily destroy the soul tools the Sun Moon Empire had deployed around the area, allowing them to approach the Death God Tower.

But this time, the Super Douluo, including Xuan Lao and Du Bushi, along with several Titled Douluo from the Star Luo Empire, had exhausted every effort before finally destroying the surrounding soul tools and arriving before the Death God Tower.

"So that's why you dared come straight to my Death God Tower. You have an Ultimate Douluo backing you up."

The red-clad woman silently appeared before the crowd, her burning gaze fixed on Mu En, who sat calmly in his wheelchair.

Mu En and the others also focused their eyes on the red-clad woman, but what he sensed was entirely different from the rest. The others only knew that the woman before them radiated the oppressive aura of an Ultimate Douluo.

Yet Mu En sensed a familiar aura from her. Combined with her exceedingly rare Ultimate Douluo cultivation, he immediately guessed the red-clad woman's identity.

"Xishui, I know it's too late to say this, but I still want to urge you to turn back. Cooperating with the Sun Moon Empire is no different from seeking a tiger's skin. It will never end well."

The red-clad woman was none other than the woman Mu En and Long Xiaoyao had both loved—the Death God Douluo, Ye Xishui. At the same time, she was now the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, and Mu En were all peerlessly talented. They had long since entered the realm of Ultimate Douluo and were unquestionably the strongest humans of the Peerless Tang Clan Era.

"Mu En, don't be foolish. I'm now the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. There's no turning back for me anymore. Besides, you're no longer my match. What do you have that could possibly stop me?" Ye Xishui demanded.

Du Bushi was unconvinced. "I refuse to believe that you alone can withstand the combined attacks of dozens of Titled Douluo. Once we take you down, the Holy Spirit Cult will be leaderless and won't dare act rashly."

"Quite the boast. But as long as I'm here, no juniors like you will get to bully Xishui."

A towering figure suddenly arrived through the air. The massive black dragon beneath his feet immediately let out a roar at the crowd.

After sensing the Ultimate Douluo aura emanating from the newcomer, Du Bushi immediately realized who it was. "So it's the Dark Holy Dragon—Long Xiaoyao. I never expected you to willingly become a lapdog of the Holy Spirit Cult."

Ye Xishui sneered. "So what if all of you attack together? In the end, you'll all become nourishment for the Death God Tower."

The next instant, countless vengeful spirits released mournful wails and shrieks, gathering into an enormous beam of light that shot toward the crowd.

Mu En immediately summoned the Light Holy Dragon to block it. At the same time, the Titled Douluo present poured their respective powers into the Light Holy Dragon, and together they managed to withstand Ye Xishui's attack.

Xuan Lao and Du Bushi seized the opportunity to counterattack, simultaneously unleashing their respective eighth soul skills and striking at Ye Xishui in perfect coordination.

Long Xiaoyao immediately flashed in front of Ye Xishui, using his Dark Holy Dragon to block the attacks of the two Super Douluo for her.

On one side, Ye Xishui continuously attacked the Titled Douluo. On the other, Long Xiaoyao steadfastly defended Ye Xishui from the crowd's attacks.

Thus, the Titled Douluo defended against Ye Xishui's attacks while constantly launching counterattacks against Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao. The two sides fell into fierce battle.

Ju Zi led the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Engineer Legion, while Zhongli Wu brought the Holy Spirit Cult's upper ranks. They had now arrived together at the front-line battlefield.

Standing at the forefront of her forces, Ju Zi glared furiously at the golden-haired figure in the distance—the White Tiger Duke. She roared inwardly through gritted teeth.

For my father's death, I will make you repay it a hundredfold.

Tang Wulin, standing behind Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling and in front of several Holy Spirit Cult elders, quietly asked Huo Yuhao beside him, "Brother Yuhao, if this continues, they'll both end up badly injured, won't they?"

Huo Yuhao rested his chin on his hand. "Because of the relationship between the three Ultimate Douluo, they won't truly try to kill one another. But with several Titled Douluo participating, the massive expenditure of soul power is unavoidable."

Zhongli Wu smiled upon hearing that. "In that case, let's help Mother and Uncle Long defeat the enemy. We can also settle some old scores with Shrek Academy while we're at it."

He signaled Feng Ling and the elders behind him to join the battle and assist Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao against their enemies.

However, he did not have Huo Yuhao and Tang Wulin follow them. Huo Yuhao was the Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son and its future; Zhongli Wu could not bear to let him get hurt.

With the Holy Spirit Cult tying down the enemy's main fighting force, this was the perfect opportunity to capture the White Tiger Duke.

With that thought, Ju Zi immediately gave the order. The Evil Lord Soul Engineer Legion promptly launched a sudden ambush on the White Tiger Duke's personal guard.

Intense, overlapping artillery fire erupted from three rank-seven Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shells and crashed down around the White Tiger Duke.

The White Tiger Duke's guards were instantly blasted beyond recognition. The tragic sight of blood flowing like a river shocked the Titled Douluo who had reacted in time.

Fortunately, the White Tiger Duke had already cultivated to the Titled Douluo level. His formidable physique barely managed to withstand the power of the three rank-seven Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shells.

The commander of the Evil Lord Soul Engineer Legion—Wang Yiheng—seized the chance to capture the weakened White Tiger Duke and brought him before Ju Zi.

From afar, Huo Yuhao cast a cold glance at Dai Hao and snorted. "Even treating you to a rank-nine Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shell would be going easy on you. And this is only rank seven. It's hardly enough to scratch an itch."

Tang Wulin covered his mouth and laughed. "Then treat him to a rank-twelve Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shell. Send him straight to meet his ancestors."

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. "A quick death is a form of release. Living a fate worse than death is the best outcome."

"You two are far too vicious and ruthless."

A familiar, stunning woman suddenly walked up behind them and could not help saying that.