The Star Luo Empire had been driven into a desperate situation.
Spirit Hall's closed-gate war had cast Bibi Dong's shadow over Star Luo's million-strong army. Every day, Dai Tianfeng received a new deck of playing cards. What chilled him to the bone was that Spirit Hall intended to wipe out the entire noble officer system of the Star Luo Empire.
This was a war Dai Tianfeng had never fought before.
In the past, Title Douluo considered themselves above others and disdained to take part in such mundane wars. Even when war broke out, they only targeted the opposing side's powerful experts.
No one had ever used Title Douluo like this.
Bibi Dong was being far too unreasonable.
Dai Tianfeng needed sufficiently powerful Title Douluo more urgently than ever to restrain Bibi Dong. Left with no other choice, he could only write to the Northern Army for aid.
Although the Northern Army's military discipline was inferior to that of the Southern Army, it had even more Title Douluo: Yu Yuanzhen, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Xu Tuohai—four Title Douluo in total.
The messenger took his plea for aid away. Dai Tianfeng sat in the command tent, painfully rubbing his forehead as he waited for news.
"Your Majesty, this is..." Dai Tianfeng's personal eunuch cautiously entered, holding a new deck of playing cards.
The moment Dai Tianfeng saw the new deck, his blood pressure surged again. Yet he had no choice but to look.
"Present it." Dai Tianfeng took a deep breath and prepared himself, repeatedly reminding himself that Bibi Dong had already killed all his core commanders. What else did Spirit Hall have left to kill?
The new deck was brought before him. Dai Tianfeng laid the cards across the desk with one sweep of his hand. At a single glance,