"They finally came."
From beginning to end, Lin Qian had kept watch on the movements of the Star Luo Emperor, Dai Xiao. Seeing him begin to act, he rose from his throne as well.
At the same time, he sent a voice transmission to the Sun Moon Legion, telling them to keep their distance and not attempt to attack.
Thanks to its bizarre succession laws, every emperor of the Star Luo Empire was, at worst, a Titled Douluo. Its current ruler, Dai Xiao, for example, had Soul Power as high as Level 95.
Never mind the two great empires-even in Spirit Hall, where experts gathered like clouds, he would have been someone qualified to stand beside the Pontiff and provide protection (like the two guardian generals, Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo).
At this very moment, faced with the crushing superiority of the Sun Moon Legion's Soul Guidance Technology, the Star Luo Empire's army collapsed like a landslide, its soldiers abandoning their helmets and armor as they fled in disarray.
Even then, they could not outrun it. A boundless sea of fire swept across heaven and earth, temperatures of several hundred degrees instantly vaporizing people and leaving scorched earth wherever it passed.
Watching those "Metal Men" storm through defenses and cut down commanders as they headed toward him, Dai Xiao was both furious and afraid. With no other choice, he took to the air to defend himself and fight his opponents to the death.
Just as he was about to unleash an area attack, intending to kill as many as he could, a voice rang out from thin air. "Your opponent is me."
On the Spirit Hall Empire's side, Lin Qian used Sound Transmission to stop the Sun Moon Legion from attacking Dai Xiao, while also declaring his challenge.
After speaking, he softly