Blowing Up a Limit Douluo Was Worth More Than Blowing Up a City!

Forty-eight hours later, the imperial capital of the Sun Moon Empire.

The nine-tiered golden hall.

The messenger scrambled up the white jade steps, his armor still stained with black ash brought back from the eastern border.

He dropped to his knees, his voice already hoarse from shouting.

"Heavenfall Pass... annihilated."

The expressions of the civil and military officials throughout the hall froze.

The messenger slammed his forehead against the golden tiles, blood trailing down.

"Twelve thousand defenders, three Soul Engineer corps, and two Holy Spirit Cult elders stationed there—none survived."

"The Eighth-Level Linked Shield was breached, the walls collapsed, and the entire fortress... was completely destroyed."

On the dragon throne, Xu Tianran, Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, rose while gripping the armrest, his nails tearing a gash into the sleeve of his dragon robe.

The golden hall fell deathly silent.

Heavenfall Pass. An Eighth-Level Linked Shield. Twelve thousand elite troops.

The Empire's military had assessed that such defenses could not possibly be taken within three months.

Yet overnight, it had been reduced to level ground?

"The size of the enemy force?" the Minister of War asked tensely.

The messenger raised his head, his eyes empty.

"The last message from the intelligence station was... eight people."

The entire golden hall erupted.

The military's highest conference room.

Twelve generals sat around an iron table. The Soul Guidance display before them showed that Heavenfall Pass had been reduced to a glassy crater half a li in diameter.

The intelligence chief slid forward a close-up photograph.

On the charred remnants of a wall, two words had been burned through by Netherfire and were still smoldering slowly.

Abyss Court.

"We investigated," the intelligence chief said in a dry voice. "There is no such name in any intelligence network of Heaven Dou, Star Luo