Golden Crocodile Douluo, as someone whose combat strength was second only to Pope Bibi Dong and Grand Elder Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall, had the right to speak like this. "
We really can't fight any longer; if we do, the entire Spirit Hall will be destroyed."
His voice carried a heavy weight and helplessness.
Qian Renshang simply looked at him expressionlessly.
"No, you don't know you're wrong; you just know… you're going to die!"
Qian Renshang's voice was icy cold, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned. Qian Renshang continued,
"Before, you kept saying I was the Child of Darkness, that I should sacrifice myself for the peace and stability of the Douluo Continent.
Now, you can let the beast tide recede…"
His voice was filled with anger and resentment; recalling his past experiences, the fire of anger in his heart burned even more fiercely.
"You Title Douluos, you're all doomed!"
"I can order the beast tide to stop!"
Qian Renshang's target of revenge from beginning to end was the Title Douluo-level or higher powerhouses who attacked them at the Spirit Hall that day.
As for the lower-level Soul Masters, killing them or not was up to him!
His eyes were firm and cold, without the slightest retreat or compromise.
"Come on... for the righteousness you speak of, you'll all doom yourselves now!"
Qian Renshang continued to urge, his voice carrying a hint of provocation and mockery.
Xiong Jun and the Demon King were also standing behind him with their hands on their hips.
"That's right, you few most despicable humans, if you're willing to commit suicide, we won't make things difficult for the others!"
"Commit suicide!"
Their voices were full of smugness and ridicule.
Now the tables had turned, the numerical advantage of the beast tide and the absolute advantage of the hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beasts had created a situation where victory was certain!
Countless soldiers on the Spirit Empire's side looked over, their eyes filled with hope.
If their deaths could be exchanged for their lives, it didn't seem so bad!
Their hearts were filled with conflict and fear, unsure of what to choose.
The faces of the Spirit Hall's Golden Crocodile Douluo and several other elders, along with Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, alternated between pale and flushed!
"Impossible!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo finally uttered after a long silence, and the other Title Douluos shared similar sentiments.
Why should they die?!
Just because of those ordinary Soul Masters, like ants?
Their hearts are filled with selfishness and arrogance, unwilling to sacrifice themselves for others.
"Haha...hahaha..."
Qian Renshang laughed mockingly, tears welling up in his eyes.
It was ironic, truly ironic!
It seemed he had overestimated the moral standards of the Spirit Hall!
His laughter was filled with despair and anger, utterly disappointed by the Spirit Hall's hypocrisy and selfishness.
Since that's the case, then they should all die!
Qian Renshang hadn't forgotten the plea of his and Lucifer's million souls!
"I've already given you one chance...Those who haven't laid down their weapons now will be killed without mercy!"
His voice was filled with killing intent and determination.
"Charge! Flatten the Spirit Empire, kill every last one of them!"
With that, Qian Renshang, wielding the Golden Dragon Spear, was the first to charge forward.
His figure was like lightning, instantly rushing into the Spirit Hall's camp.
Wan Yaowang and Xiong Jun followed closely behind, their bodies radiating powerful auras, carrying boundless killing intent.
Bi Ji provided healing buffs to the soul beast army from the rear!
Her hands danced, green light enveloping the soul beast army, providing them with the guarantee to continue fighting.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
More than a dozen hundred-thousand-year soul beasts emerged from the beast tide and charged towards Golden Crocodile Douluo and his group, and the great battle resumed!
The entire battlefield once again descended into chaos and bloodshed, with both sides engaging in fierce combat.
"First Legion, Second Legion, cover the rear, the rest of you retreat..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed drastically, and he directly ordered the tails to be severed for survival, while the rest were forced to fight!
His voice was filled with despair and helplessness, but at this critical moment of life and death, he could only make such a choice.
"Follow me to kill!"
Qian Renshang, wielding the Golden Dragon Spear, its tip flashing with a cold light, moved like lightning, charging into the Spirit Hall's camp as if it were empty.
Each swing of the Golden Dragon Spear unleashed a violent surge of soul power.
Wherever the spear's light touched, the Spirit Hall soldiers were instantly torn apart by the immense force, blood splattering everywhere, their screams echoing incessantly.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes widened as he desperately organized a resistance.
He roared loudly:
"Form ranks, defend!"
However, against Qian Renshang's ghostly speed and unstoppable attacks, all defenses seemed so fragile.
Qian Renshang sidestepped, his spear tip piercing through the chests of several Spirit Hall experts like a venomous snake.
Their eyes were filled with terror and despair as their bodies slumped to the ground.
"Bang!"
Qian Renshang kicked away a Spirit Hall warrior attempting a sneak attack, sending him hurtling into the crowd like a cannonball, causing chaos.
Xiong Jun's massive body was like a moving mountain, each step causing the ground to tremble.
He swung his enormous bear paws, and wherever he went, soldiers were sent flying like pieces of paper, the sound of bones breaking sending chills down one's spine.
"Hahaha, die, all of you!"
The Demon King unleashed various bizarre spells, black smoke billowing out.
Any Spirit Hall soldiers shrouded in the smoke instantly lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground, their fate unknown.
"Red King, did you see that? We'll avenge you!"
The hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts displayed terrifying strength, each attack carrying earth-shattering power.
A giant white tiger soul beast pounced on Golden Crocodile Douluo, its sharp claws leaving deep wounds on his body.
Golden Crocodile Douluo roared in pain, but could not escape this deadly entanglement.
"Golden Crocodile True Form!"
"Panlong True Form!"
"Martial Soul True Form..."
A group of Title Douluos were forced to activate their Martial Soul True Forms to barely defend against the attack, but their attacks were futile against the sheer number of people!
Although this beast tide only mobilized one-tenth of the soul beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest, it was still not something they could stop.
Soon, the Spirit Hall's defenses completely collapsed under such a fierce attack. Soldiers abandoned their armor and weapons, scattering and fleeing in all directions, fear taking over their hearts.
The soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire watching from the rear were stunned by this bloody and shocking scene before them.
Their tense expressions gradually gave way to excitement and agitation.
"Incredible! This is the power of Qian Renshang and his soul beast army!"
A soldier couldn't help but shout.
"The Spirit Hall has been bullying everyone, and today they've finally gotten their comeuppance!"
Another soldier clenched his fist, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
"We must seize this opportunity to wipe out the remaining forces of the Spirit Hall in one fell swoop!"
A general declared resolutely, beginning to plan the next move.
It was a matter of "better to die than lose!"
They didn't care whether the beast tide was attacking humans; they only knew that if the beast tide didn't come, they would be the ones to die!
On the battlefield, shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the roars of soul beasts intertwined, forming a symphony of death.
The Spirit Hall's defeat was inevitable, but Qian Renshang and the soul beasts' revenge continued.
The soul power of Title Douluo like Golden Crocodile Douluo was gradually dwindling, but the endless beast tide still loomed before their eyes.
They couldn't win, they really couldn't win!
If they continued fighting, even these Super Douluo would perish here, but the problem was that escaping was now nearly impossible!
Is the Martial Soul Empire truly doomed?
(End of Chapter)
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