In Three Months, I Will Break Through the Sun Moon Empire!

The purple-gold robe stirred without wind.

Bibi Dong made no unnecessary movement. She merely took a step forward.

Boom!

At the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, ancient trees within a kilometer instantly turned to dust.

A terrifying pressure belonging to a Limit Douluo crashed down upon Su Chen and the eight others like a collapsing sky.

The air grew as viscous as mercury.

An ordinary Titled Douluo standing here would have their knees crushed.

Su Chen did not retreat a single step.

"Form the array," he said flatly.

Behind him, the Abyss Seven Generals unleashed their martial souls at the same time.

Nine Netherfire soared into the sky, Myriad Poison Gu Mist spread through the air, and the Wild Gravity Field crashed down upon the ground.

Seven ultimate attributes intertwined in midair, forcibly tearing open a patch of absolute vacuum within the ocean of overwhelming pressure.

Bibi Dong's gaze pierced through the surging airwaves and fixed firmly on the Void Throne behind Su Chen.

Seven spirit rings, scarlet as blood. The last one glimmered with a dark golden light.

Eight spirit rings, all over Hundred-Thousand-Year grade.

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted sharply.

Her breathing stopped for an instant.

The Golden Generation, cultivated by Spirit Hall at the cost of countless efforts, was nothing more than a joke before this twelve-year-old boy.

The Soul Master ranking system that had been passed down across the Douluo Continent for ten thousand years had completely collapsed upon him.

Bibi Dong withdrew her pressure.

The air around them began to flow once more.

"Su Chen." Her voice carried a magnetic allure that bewitched the heart. "Spirit Hall needs you. As long as you nod, the position of Holy Son will be yours. The resources of the entire continent will be at your command. You