The battle in the imperial palace was gradually approaching its conclusion.
The Soul Douluos and Soul Saints under Xiao Lingmeng's command had originally been roughly equal in number to the elite Soul Masters of the Star Luo Imperial Palace.
But unrest had broken out across the Star Luo Empire, and some of its Soul Masters had already been dispatched elsewhere.
As a result, the scales of victory were now tipping toward Xiao Lingmeng.
The Star Luo Empire's Soul Masters began retreating steadily.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Xiao Leng's stern face. "Miss, we've succeeded."
Madness flickered in Xiao Lingmeng's eyes as she murmured, "Dai Yutian, what expression are you wearing right now?"
Meanwhile, Dai Yutian watched the scene below with calm eyes.
"Daddy, Daddy, eat! I caught something yummy!"
Dai Mubai ran barefoot up the stairs, his feet going pat! pat! pat!
Clutching a soft, squishy lump, he ran excitedly toward Dai Yutian.
"Second Prince, you mustn't!" Seeing what Dai Mubai held, the old man cried out and hurried forward to stop him.
Dai Yutian stared at Dai Mubai, the chill in his eyes deepening.
His Soul Power surged, erupting with the force of level eighty-two and sending the approaching Dai Mubai flying.
Dai Mubai rolled several times across the floor. Though his whole body ached from the impact, he still fiercely protected the squishy lump in his hands, refusing to let even a little of it spill.
That showed just how much Dai Mubai loved his squishy lump.
"Mean man! You can't have any now. Hmph! I'll eat it myself," Dai Mubai huffed miserably.
Hearing that, Dai Yutian's face darkened alarmingly.
The old man edged toward a corner, trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.
Dai Yutian condensed his Soul Power into a palm and viciously slapped