boom!
He flicked away Level 9 Soul Guidance Ray powerful enough to destroy a city wall, which then shot into a towering soul-guided tower in the distance, blasting it in half.
A Titled Douluo attempted to Agility Attack System from behind was casually slapped on the head by Toji.
The solid skull, along with the brain inside, burst open instantly, just like a ripe watermelon.
Red and white splattered everywhere, the headless corpse swayed, and then slumped softly into the pool of blood.
Cruel, direct, and efficient.
Toji in the most primitive and violent way, it interprets the true meaning of power.
He was like a precise and ruthless killing machine, leaving only broken corpses and frozen fear in his path.
Each step that fell meant the end of several, even dozens of Life, and made the foundations of the palace tremble in blood and fire.
Finally, he traversed the long plaza paved with blood and corpses and arrived before the Golden Palace, the symbol of the highest power core of the Sun Moon Empire.
The heavy palace doors stood before him like paper toys, which he casually kicked away.
"Boom!!"
The two palace doors, each over ten meters tall, cast from a special alloy and engraved with powerful defensive soul-guiding arrays, shattered inwards as if struck by an ancient behemoth.
Countless fragments shot in with a sharp whistling sound.
Inside the hall, the lights were bright, yet the atmosphere was as still as ice.
On the golden throne, Xu Tianran's face was as pale as paper, his body trembling slightly from extreme anger and fear, his fingers gripping the cold armrests tightly, his knuckles turning bluish-white.
He tried his best to maintain his imperial dignity and overwhelm his opponent with his imposing presence, but when he saw the figure who stepped out of a pool of blood as if emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his feigned imposing presence instantly crumbled, leaving only a chill that penetrated to the bone.
" Toji." Xu Tianran's voice trembled slightly, and he forced a higher voice to try and hide his inner panic, "I've been waiting for you, for a long time!"
This statement is less a declaration of war and more Self- comforting statement that is all bark and no bite.
Toji's gaze, like two cold steel cones, pierced through the tense atmosphere in the hall and precisely nailed to Xu Tianran's face.
There was no anger or murderous intent in his eyes, only an almost indifferent scrutiny, as if he were looking at a... inanimate object.
Faced with Xu Tianran's bluff, Toji slowly curled her lips into a mocking smile.
He said nothing, but simply raised the hand that had just slaughtered countless Life, stained with still-damp blood, and extended his thumb, tracing it clearly, slowly, and insultingly across his neck from left to right.
That action was extremely arrogant.
It's as if it's saying: I can take your life anytime.
"You--!!!"
Xu Tianran's Qi and Blood rushed to his head instantly, his face turned from white to red, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his rage almost overwhelmed his reason.
As an emperor, how could he have ever suffered such blatant humiliation?
However, the chilling death emanating from that throat-slitting gesture made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.
Just as Xu Tianran lost his temper and became enraged, the power that had been waiting in the main hall suddenly erupted.
Twenty figures Teleportation from the shadows, beams, pillars, and even hidden compartments in the floor throughout the main hall.
Each of them emanated an incomparably powerful surge of Soul Power.
These were the twenty Level 9 Soul Engineer the Sun Moon Empire had cultivated and recruited with all its national strength.
The Soul Tool in their hands were all terrifying weapons at the peak of level nine, and they were all locked onto the lone figure at the entrance of the hall. The cold light of the soul tool cores charging illuminated the hall with a chilling atmosphere.
At the same time, an even more sinister and eerie atmosphere spread. The powerful members of the Holy Spirit Cult no longer hid.
A dozen or so figures shrouded in black robes, exuding a strong aura of evil and blood, appeared silently in various corners of the hall, like demons crawling out of the cracks of hell, forming a subtle encirclement.
They were the dozen or so newly promoted Titled Douluo who emerged from the Holy Spirit Cult during this upheaval in the empire.
Twenty level -Level 9 Soul Engineer and more than a dozen Titled Douluo.
This power is enough to overthrow any empire on the continent.
At this moment, however, their sole purpose is to surround and kill one person.
What's most unsettling is the abyss-like aura emanating from beside the throne.
Dressed in a dark red robe, Ye Xishui resembled a blooming crimson datura. Her eerie eyes were fixed intently on Toji, devoid of fear or solemnity, filled only with an almost manic, morbid greed.
She stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her equally bright red lips, her voice carrying a chilling excitement and longing:
"Such powerful Bloodline Power, vast, pure, and full of primal vitality and power... it's practically a walking divine medicine!"
Her eyes became incredibly intense.
"If I could... I could place you in my Death God Soul Guidance Tower as a chief sacrifice... and freely absorb and refine your Qi and Blood and soul..."
"Hehehe... That surging energy will surely break through the shackles of the mortal world! Let me... let me truly touch that supreme divine realm!"
"Perfect! Absolutely perfect! You are the perfect stepping stone on my path to godhood!"
Her laughter echoed through the hall, filled with cruel anticipation.
Standing beside her Long Xiaoyao, dressed in black robes, his aura as deep and still as an ancient, icy pool.
He remained silent, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed intently on Toji, his solemnity and unease far exceeding that he felt when facing a vast army.
He clearly sensed that the power contained within the man before him was beyond his comprehension.
That's not just about being powerful, it's about... a fundamental difference.
To him, Ye Xishui's declaration of greed sounded more like a dangerous madness.
The decisive battle, which would exhaust the core strength of both the Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult, has already taken shape.
The imperial palace became the very center of the storm.
Faced with this terrifying lineup that would make Mingdu take notice, Toji slowly raised the dark red, deadly blade in his hand, which seemed to crave more blood. The tip of the blade pointed diagonally forward, and his gaze swept over the faces that were either crazed, greedy, solemn, or fearful. The mocking curve at the corner of his mouth seemed to widen slightly.
His voice, cold and clear, resounded throughout the deathly silent hall:
"All the miscellaneous fish... are they all here?"
Toji's cold and contemptuous words were like sparks thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the suppressed killing intent within the hall!
"Arrogant!"
"Kill him!!"
Twenty Level 9 Soul Engineer unleashed their power almost simultaneously! Their eyes held no trace of hope, only a frenzied madness to give it their all! In an instant, the entire Golden Palace was completely engulfed by countless Destruction beams of light.
The pinnacle of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Guidance Technology was unleashed without reservation at this moment.
They intertwine, overlap, and merge, forming a Death Domain capable of annihilating anything below the level of a god.
The incredibly sturdy walls and pillars of the main hall, inscribed with top-tier defensive soul-guiding arrays, melted and vaporized silently like butter under high temperatures in the aftershocks of this Destruction torrent.
The entire space was violently distorted and wailing, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.
There is only one goal: the proud figure standing tall in the eye of the storm.