Chapter 409: Now It's Fair.

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Thud! Thud! Thud!

 

The two Titled Douluo, both above level 95, kneeling beside Elder Luo, were crushed by the overwhelming spiritual pressure. Even Elder Luo, who had been desperately resisting, could only hold out for thirty seconds before dropping to one knee.

 

Facing these three, Tang San increased the intensity of his spiritual pressure.

 

"No! How could I kneel to anyone other than the Emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire? Stand up!" Elder Luo bit his tongue, eyes wide with rage, as he fought against the ever-increasing spiritual pressure.

 

As an elder of the Sun and Moon Empire, he would kneel before no one but the emperor! 

As a level 98 Super Douluo, his pride would not allow him to bow to anyone else! 

His loyalty belonged solely to the Emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire!

 

It was this very Emperor who had helped him reach his current level. How could he submit to this mere spiritual pressure? Such an act would be a great humiliation!

 

Seeing that Elder Luo was slowly forcing himself back up, Tang San was slightly surprised. Electrolux, however, noticed something and said, "There's a faint aura of the Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation on him. Even a god would have difficulty detecting it, but I recognize it well... The Divine Throne of the God of Creation, who would have thought it really exists in Douluo Continent? But it seems to be in the hands of the Sun and Moon Empire's Emperor."

 

"It seems likely that the Emperor possesses it," Tang San speculated, before increasing the spiritual pressure once more.

 

*Crack!*

 

Elder Luo's legs broke, making it impossible for him to stand again. He collapsed, prostrating himself before Tang San and the others in complete submission.

 

Not only Tang San, but Xiao Wu, Guang Ling, and all the soldiers and generals on Tang San's side were now witnessing the kneeling of a level 98 Super Douluo.

 

At this moment, everyone seemed to feel something in their hearts: A level 98 Titled Douluo didn't seem so invincible after all.

 

"Since you have knelt, we will overlook your previous offenses," Tang San said calmly. "The battle will continue, but for the next round, I will decide who your participants will be."

 

Elder Luo, quickly healing his broken legs using the power of a spirit bone, looked up at Tang San with hatred. "Why humiliate us like this?"

 

"Weren't you humiliating the people of Xiaohai City when you slaughtered them?" Tang San retorted.

 

"Survival of the fittest is the truth of this world!" Elder Luo shouted in anger.

 

*Smack!*

 

Tang San's immense spiritual power burst forth, amplified by the Divine Throne, once again slamming Elder Luo to the ground.

 

This time, all four of Elder Luo's limbs broke, and his ribs shattered. "Then let's follow your logic. Right now, I'm strong, and you're weak. The strong dominate the weak. You have to play this game."

 

"You—"

 

"You have no choice!"

 

As soon as the words fell, countless blades of Blue Silver Emperor leaves erupted from the ground beneath the Sun and Moon Legion, binding everyone. Their soul-guided war chariots were overturned, rendered useless.

 

The soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire began to struggle, but the evolved Blue Silver Emperor was so strong that even Titled Douluo found it difficult to break free, let alone the Soul Douluo and lower-ranked soul masters.

 

"And now—"

 

Tang San dragged out his words, addressing the Tian Dou Army, the New Tian Dou Army, the Spirit Hall Army, and the Star Luo Army below, "Clean up the battlefield and capture all the soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire. If they're soul masters, sever their hand and foot tendons. Their hands are stained with the blood of innocent people on this continent. They deserve no sympathy. Sparing their lives is already an act of mercy."

 

The three empires and the Spirit Hall armies immediately charged forward, eyes gleaming with excitement.

 

They had never fought a battle like this before! 

A total crushing! 

An absolute, naked crushing!

 

Elder Luo, along with the Two Titled Douluo Above Level 95, Ao Long, Yi Hongchen, and Jun Youwei, dared not move and couldn't even if they wanted to.

 

A massive spiritual force weighed down on them like a vast ocean, making it impossible for them to even lift their heads, let alone move.

 

Self-destruction?

 

They were capable of it, but with their inability to move, self-destruction would be meaningless—it wouldn't even touch Tang San.

 

At this moment, only one thought occupied Elder Luo's mind: when Tang San personally challenged him, he would use his self-destruction ability to take them both down, even if it meant his own death.

 

Humiliating his dignity! 

Forcing him to kneel! 

Shaming him!

 

To regain his honor and ensure that the Empire could conquer this continent, he had to eliminate this monstrous threat.

 

As for how many powerful beings there were on this continent? 

Elder Luo believed they couldn't surpass those of the Sun and Moon Empire. After all, he understood Ge Long's true strength, which was on par with the defeated Duku bai without using soul weapons. This must be the general level of soul masters on this continent.

 

Only those who sat on thrones, both men and women, seemed to stand out, capable of fighting across higher levels…

 

Once the battlefield was cleared, Tang San withdrew the spiritual pressure exerted on Elder Luo and the others, and spoke calmly, "Alright, the battle continues. You six, who will go first?"

 

Elder Luo's injuries were the first to heal, thanks to the restorative power of his spirit bone, though his face was still a bit pale. The other five didn't fare much better.

 

Especially Yi Hongchen and Jun Youwei, whose broken spines were not so easily mended.

 

Reluctantly, Elder Luo stepped forward to help.

 

When the six of them were mostly recovered, Tang San asked again, "Who will go first?"

 

Elder Luo remained silent, plotting how to approach Tang San…

 

"It seems you don't want to play."

 

Tang San's tone grew heavy. He turned to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, saying, "Seniors, their disrespect toward me, the Holy Son, is an insult to the Spirit Hall, isn't it?"

 

"Indeed it is."

 

"Disrespecting the Holy Son deserves death!"

 

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo rose, stepping through the air toward Elder Luo and the others.

 

"Let me introduce them: these two are Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, both at level 96." After receiving the teachings of the "Essence Body Technique," they had diligently cultivated, breaking through to level 96.

 

Moreover, their spirit ring configurations shocked Elder Luo and the others.

 

Two purple and seven black.

 

What kind of terrifying spirit ring configuration was this?

 

Especially their ninth spirit rings, which had a hint of red—a sign they were nearing the 100,000-year mark! 

Not only was Elder Luo's side stunned, but the forces of Tian Dou, New Tian Dou, and Star Luo were also shaken, finding it hard to believe that the Spirit Hall possessed such terrifying Titled Douluo.

 

This spirit ring configuration was achieved through the hunting of spirit beasts in the Spirit Beast Illusory Realm, and both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had been taught the method of condensing spirit cores by Bibi Dong.

 

This further enhanced the quality of their spirit power, raising their strength to a new level.

 

"However, for Titled Douluo above level 95, each level increase doubles the amount of spirit power. To be fair…" 

Tang San's spiritual power pressed down again, causing the bones of Elder Luo and the others to crack, their muscles to spasm, and their minds to tremble. "Alright, now it's fair."

 

"You may all go all out now."

 

Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled and said to Ghost Douluo, "Old Ghost, who would have thought that we'd one day get to fight against a level 98 Super Douluo, three level 96 Titled Douluo, and two Titled Douluo below level 95?"

 

Ghost Douluo, typically taciturn, couldn't hide his excitement. "Indeed, in the past, when faced with so many enemies, even if we were injured, our only option was to flee."

 

"Then, let's show them our true strength." Chrysanthemum Douluo crushed his martial soul, infusing it into his body, and his whole being began to emit a powerful golden light. "True Body of the Martial Soul Bone Armor! Activate!"

 

(End of Chapter)