Qian Renxue refused to give in-abandon the infiltration? Qian Daoliu: Now you must hurry and become a god! [3K]

"I will count to three.

Kneel and submit, or be buried alongside your false god."

"Three."

Sea Horse Douluo looked at the dying Bo Saixi and ground his teeth until they shattered:

"Lu Wudao... if you dare harm a single hair on the High Priest's head, Sea God Island's countless inhabitants will perish together with you!"

"Two."

Lu Wudao remained expressionless as a faint black gleam spilled from his palm.

"Stop!

I surrender!"

Sea Witch Douluo finally broke down. She threw aside her jade flute and fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face:

"Please don't kill the High Priest... we surrender!

We surrender!"

Sea Dragon Douluo trembled violently. With a bleak laugh, he closed his eyes:

"Enough... the Sea God has abandoned us. Why keep struggling in vain?

Sea God Island... surrenders."

The other Sacred Pillar Douluo lowered their heads and slumped to the ground.

Ye Shaozhe strode forward and bowed:

"Congratulations, Your Highness!

Sea God Island has been completely subdued. From this day forward, all the seas of the Douluo Plane belong to our Xuanwu Empire!"

Lu Wudao sealed the unconscious Bo Saixi's Soul Power and casually tossed her to Ye Shaozhe:

"Seal her Soul Power and keep her under close guard.

Order the Navy to occupy every port on Sea God Island. Kill anyone who dares defy us!"

"Yes!"

Ye Shaozhe looked at Bo Saixi, a slight flicker passing through his eyes.

Although Bo Saixi no longer had divine power to draw upon and was now merely an ordinary Limit Douluo,

she was still of considerable use!

For instance, he could hand her over to his elder sister, Ye Xishui.

Bo Saixi should be of great use to her!

Meanwhile, at Dragon-Slaying Pass on the western frontier of the Douluo Continent.

Clad in heavy armor, Marshal Ge Long watched Sea God Island fall completely on the Sky Screen, his face turning deathly pale.

Ning Fengzhi stood atop the gate tower, the scepter in his hand trembling slightly:

"The Sea God's Divine Sense was slain, and the Super Divine Artifact was seized...

To think the Xuanwu Empire's underlying strength was this terrifying."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked more solemn than ever:

"Fengzhi, the power of that claw that shattered the void surpassed everything I understood about strength.

Even a Peerless Douluo would be no more than an ant before that ancestor."

Marshal Ge Long gritted his teeth:

"Sect Master Ning, His Highness the Crown Prince has already left for Spirit City, but even if Spirit Hall sends troops, can we... really stop these monsters?"

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath and said gravely:

"We must hold them off, even if we cannot.

Vast Sea Fortress has fallen. Dragon-Slaying Pass is the Heaven Dou Empire's last barrier.

Send word to His Majesty immediately. Mobilize every reserve soldier and all available provisions throughout the empire, and urge the Star Luo Empire to send troops as soon as possible!

This is no longer a struggle for supremacy between two nations, but a battle for the survival of the entire Douluo Continent!"

Spirit City, the Papal Hall.

Qian Daoliu abruptly pushed open the hall doors, his face livid, all his usual detachment gone.

Bibi Dong sat upright in the Pope's Chair, regarding the Great Enshrined coldly:

"You normally keep to Douluo Hall, Great Enshrined. What brings you to my Papal Hall today?"

Qian Daoliu stared fixedly at the Sky Screen and said gravely:

"Bibi Dong, you saw it just now!

The Sea God's Divine Sense was destroyed, and Bo Saixi was taken prisoner!

The Xuanwu Continent possesses a true God King of slaughter!"

Bibi Dong sneered:

"So what if I saw it?

Are you worried about Bo Saixi, Great Enshrined, or are you worried that the Angel God worshipped by your Qian Family will meet the same fate as Poseidon?"

Qian Daoliu said angrily:

"When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact?

Xiao Xue has reached the foot of the mountain with the Heaven Dou State Letter, and the Star Luo Empire's envoy is also on the way!

Spirit Hall must immediately join forces with the two empires and make every preparation.

Otherwise, once their armies descend upon our borders, Spirit Hall's centuries of foundations will be destroyed in an instant!"

Bibi Dong slowly rose, the sinister presence of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe flashing briefly in her eyes:

"Why panic?

The God Realm Committee will not stand by and watch a God King beyond its control interfere with the lower realm.

With the Sea God grievously wounded, the Asura God will never sit idly by."

Bibi Dong walked to the front of the hall and looked down over all of Spirit City, her gaze cold to the bone:

"Pass down the order. Admit 'Xue Qinghe' into the hall.

By my decree as Pope, every Soul Master legion under Spirit Hall across the continent is to enter a state of battle readiness immediately.

Since those lofty beings in the Divine Realm can no longer sit still, let them lead the charge!"

The doors of the Papal Hall slowly closed.

Only three people remained inside.

Qian Daoliu stood below the steps with his hands behind his back, his white robes billowing.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the throne above, holding the Pope's Scepter, her eyes sinister and unreadable.

In the center of the hall stood "Xue Qinghe," dressed in the splendid robes of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince.

As the Soul Bone Skill dissipated, a dazzling golden halo quietly spread from within her body.

Her smooth black hair became long, brilliant golden locks. Her somewhat slight figure lengthened into a tall, straight frame, and her delicate features transformed into a breathtakingly beautiful face.

Qian Renxue dispelled the disguise she had maintained for more than a decade, revealing her true appearance.

She glanced at Qian Daoliu and nodded slightly:

"Grandfather."

Then Qian Renxue turned, her icy gaze settling on Bibi Dong in the Pope's Chair, her tone stiff:

"Your Holiness."

Bibi Dong remained expressionless, her fingertips tapping lightly against her scepter:

"What did that undying old wretch Xue Ye have you bring?"

Qian Renxue took a state letter bearing the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's crimson-gold dragon seal from her Storage Soul Tool and casually tossed it onto the jade steps before the throne.

"A state letter written personally by Xue Ye."

Qian Renxue gave a cold laugh, a hint of mockery in her voice:

"Vast Sea Fortress fell so quickly that the entire Heaven Dou Court is now like birds startled by the twang of a bowstring.

After consulting with Ning Fengzhi, Xue Ye decided to send Marshal Ge Long with three hundred thousand Imperial Guards to Dragon-Slaying Pass to seal off the western frontier.

And this letter I brought is here to 'request' that Spirit Hall send troops."

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on the letter. He did not bend down to pick it up, merely asking flatly:

"Request?

What does Xue Ye have to offer Spirit Hall?"

"A righteous cause, and the safety of the entire continent."

Qian Renxue's gaze cooled slightly as she explained clearly:

"Xue Ye states in the letter that the Xuanwu Empire is an invading heresy of demons from beyond the heavens-not merely a threat to Heaven Dou, but a calamity for the entire Douluo Continent.

Styling himself the sovereign of all under heaven, he demands that Spirit Hall mobilize a Soul Master legion of at least one hundred thousand, commanded by a Titled Douluo from the Papal Hall, to take up positions west of Dragon-Slaying Pass and join the Heaven Dou army against the enemy.

Meanwhile, Heaven Dou has also dispatched a special envoy to the Star Luo Empire, demanding that Dai Tianfeng immediately cease hostilities and withdraw two hundred thousand White Tiger Elite Troops from the southern front to reinforce the north."

At this point, a trace of derision flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes:

"Xue Ye has calculated everything very well.

Dragon-Slaying Pass occupies formidable terrain, but against the Xuanwu Continent's legions, with their mastery of Spatial Soul Guidance and Powerful Battle Formations, ordinary soldiers would be nothing but cannon fodder.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Imperial Family want Spirit Hall's elite Soul Masters to serve as meat shields on the very front line, taking the Xuanwu Continent's first charge for them."

Bibi Dong scoffed, her voice chilling to the bone:

"Three hundred thousand troops to seal off Dragon-Slaying Pass?

And Spirit Hall is to send one hundred thousand to guard his gates for him?

Xue Ye truly has grown senile, scheming against me now.

Does he think a scrap of wastepaper can command the elders and deacons of the Papal Hall?"

Qian Daoliu did not respond to Bibi Dong's words. Instead, he stared steadily at Qian Renxue and let out a long sigh.

That sigh was heavy, carrying the helplessness and desolation accumulated over the years.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly and asked in confusion:

"Grandfather, why are you sighing?

The Heaven Dou Empire may have laid shrewd plans, but the situation remains under control.

Xue Ye has little time left, and Xue Beng and Xue Xing will never amount to anything.

Once I return to Heaven Dou City, within another year at most, I can legitimately assume the regency as crown prince, or even launch a palace coup and take complete control of Heaven Dou's imperial authority.

Then the entire empire's military power and revenues will fall into Spirit Hall's hands!"

A hint of urgency and unwillingness colored Qian Renxue's voice.

For this infiltration plan, she had concealed her identity and worn a false mask in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace for more than a decade.

She had advanced with painstaking care, poisoned princes, drawn powerful ministers to her side, and become Ning Fengzhi's disciple.

The dawn of victory was before her. She had no wish to see all her efforts come to nothing at the final moment.

Qian Daoliu looked at her and gently shook his head:

"Xiao Xue, do you still not understand?"

Qian Renxue froze:

"Grandfather?"

Qian Daoliu pointed toward the Sky Screen outside, his voice echoing through the hall:

"Bo Saixi was defeated.

Poseidon's Divine Sense descended and wielded the Super Divine Artifact, the Sea God Trident, yet he could not withstand even a single claw from that Snake-Headed God King. He was crushed on the spot, his soul scattered into oblivion.

Sea God Island, that sacred place of divine inheritance which stood overseas for tens of thousands of years, is now covered in the Xuanwu Empire's Black Dragon Banners."

Qian Daoliu turned and looked directly into Qian Renxue's eyes, enunciating every word:

"This has long since ceased to be two empires playing house over territory.

This is a divine war, a struggle of annihilation between two different worlds and two different systems of divine authority!

An age of great strife is already upon us. Before the mighty power of gods, the succession of mortal imperial authority is as fragile as a castle on the sand-one great wave, and nothing remains."

Qian Renxue's face paled slightly, and her fists clenched involuntarily:

"But Grandfather, I spent more than a decade undercover!

Those were more than ten of the most precious years of my youth!

Must everything be scrapped because of this sudden upheaval?

As long as we take Heaven Dou, Spirit Hall will have the foundation to unite the continent!"

"So what if it was more than a decade?

So what if it is a foundation?!"

Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly rose.

"If the Sea God Trident fell into mortal hands, could the Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army withstand a single strike from it?

If the god behind the Xuanwu Continent descended, could you harm a single hair on his head with a mortal empire's jade seal in your hand?!

Before true, absolute power, emperors, kings, generals, and ministers are all ants!"

Qian Renxue trembled slightly and bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with unwillingness and inner struggle.

Qian Daoliu softened his tone, his eyes showing unprecedented solemnity and expectation:

"Abandon the infiltration, Xiao Xue.

Return to Spirit City. Return to the Worship Hall.

From this day onward, all worldly schemes and struggles have nothing to do with you.

You possess the Innate Level 20 Six-Winged Angel Bloodline, unseen in the Qian Family for ten thousand years. You are the Angel God's sole chosen one.

Your foremost task now is to enter seclusion and cultivate diligently, begin the Angel Nine Trials, and exhaust every means to break through the Level 100 Bottleneck and inherit the Angel God's divinity!"

Qian Daoliu stepped forward and said gravely:

"The threat of the Xuanwu Continent is right before us.

The Divine Realm is already enraged. Asura and Destruction will never stand idly by. The lower realm will surely become a millstone of flesh and blood.

Only by becoming a god, only by inheriting the Angel Godhood and grasping the true sacred laws,

can Spirit Hall and the Qian Family retain a sliver of hope for survival amid this calamity!

Do you understand?!"