"God-level power."
Feng Ling and Ye Xishui were both astonished.
They knew Du Busi's defeat had been no injustice. Had his opponent exerted a little more strength, Du Busi would not even have had a chance to survive.
They had seen gods and knew their power very well. Even the weakest god was beyond a Titled Douluo's ability to contend with. Ye Xishui could easily defeat Du Busi as a mere demigod, let alone a true god.
Even after learning that this formidable god-level powerhouse was Xu Tianran's backing, Feng Ling and Ye Xishui were not overly surprised.
After all, Qian Ran had four god-level experts at his side.
But they did reach a consensus: they had to attain godhood sooner. Their current strength seemed increasingly unfit for the stage. If they did not improve quickly, they would be of little help when Qian Ran fought god-level powerhouses in the future.
Feng Ling had always wanted to be the blade in Qian Ran's hand, his trusted right hand. She did not like this feeling of being unable to help in the slightest, because it meant she had no value as a tool.
"Xu Tianran, what is the meaning of this?"
The two princesses, Vina and Xu Jiujiu, stepped forward to question Xu Tianran.
Du Busi had been severely wounded outright, leaving everyone trembling with fear. If the two princesses did not step forward to steady their forces' morale, they would truly be finished.
"What else could it mean? Once I ascend the throne, I will unite the world."
"We began this war three thousand years ago. Three thousand years later, I will write a perfect ending to it. The Sun Moon Empire will surely unite the world, and I, Xu Tianran, will become the one and only sacred emperor of