Chapter 131 Surrender
Buzz—!
A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
A longsword, entirely blue and gold, appeared in his hand. The blade had no intricate patterns, only flowing golden lines like leaf veins, emanating a terrifying aura originating from the very essence of life yet transcending all living beings.
Blue Silver Divine Emperor Sword.
Immediately afterwards, a set of crystal-clear blue-gold armor instantly covered his entire body. The armor was thin and close-fitting, with every joint designed just right, neither hindering movement nor hindering the ultimate defense.
Blue Silver God Emperor Armor.
"kill!"
Ghost Leopard Douluo was the fastest, transforming into a black lightning bolt and rushing straight for the throat of the forestry department, his sharp claws gleaming with an eerie green light.
Lin Ye didn't even glance at him, casually waving the Blue Silver Divine Emperor Sword in his hand.
Pfft.
There was no earth-shattering collision, only the dull thud of a sharp blade cutting into tattered leather.
Ghost Leopard Douluo's figure suddenly stopped in mid-air. His eyes widened as he looked down at his chest. There, a golden thread pierced through his entire body.
The next second, his body was neatly split in two, and blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground.
A level 95 Title Douluo was instantly killed!
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
The remaining titled Douluo who were about to rush forward stopped abruptly, their faces filled with horror.
"What? Aren't you going to make a move?"
Lin Ye chuckled lightly, pointing his long sword diagonally at the ground, a drop of blood slowly sliding down the tip of the sword.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ye's figure vanished into thin air.
It wasn't teleportation, but rather an extreme speed that exceeded the limits of what the naked eye could perceive.
"Defend! Defend now!"
With a roar, the Demon Bear Douluo's seventh spirit ring shone brightly, and his Martial Soul True Body was instantly activated, transforming into a giant blood-eyed demon bear with its arms protecting its chest.
However, in the face of absolute sharpness, all defenses are as fragile as paper.
A flash of blue-gold sword light appeared.
The enormous bear head shot into the sky, and the massive headless corpse collapsed with a crash, kicking up clouds of dust.
When Lin Ye reappeared, he was behind Turtle Douluo.
"Your shell is too fragile."
Lin Ye made a casual comment, then thrust his longsword inward, piercing through the supposedly absolute defense of the tortoise shell and pinning the Sea Turtle Douluo to the ground.
Just three breaths.
Three titled Douluo have fallen.
This is no battle! This is clearly a one-sided massacre!
The remaining Title Douluos were utterly terrified. Although they were loyal to the Spirit Hall, they valued their lives even more. The Lin Ye before them was not human; he was a god of death!
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
Someone shouted something, and the once imposing encirclement instantly collapsed.
"Trying to leave? Have you asked the sword in my hand first?"
Lin Ye's eyes were indifferent, and the Blue Silver Divine Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.
Countless golden sword energies swept outwards from him in all directions. These sword energies were not inanimate objects, but rather like living blue silver grass, winding and swirling in the air, precisely locking onto every Title Douluo attempting to escape and every cardinal rushing forward.
Puff puff puff puff—!
The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh blended together.
At this moment, the square in front of the Papal Palace turned into a battlefield.
Limbs and severed arms flew about, and blood gathered into streams that flowed slowly down the white jade steps, making the bright red carpet even more glaring.
Forestry is like an elegant grim reaper, strolling leisurely through the bloody storm. Wherever his sword flashes, none can withstand his attack.
The ghost tried to escape by turning into a shadow, but Lin Ye saw through it at a glance and severed the origin of its martial soul with a sword. It screamed and turned into ashes.
Those newly promoted Title Douluos didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy before they became victims of the sword.
In the blink of an eye, all the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall who had been standing arrogantly beside Bibi Dong, except for Bibi Dong herself, were wiped out.
The entire square was silent except for the sound of the wind and the dripping of blood.
Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, her face as pale as paper.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, and the majesty in her eyes had vanished, replaced by deep fear.
How could that be...
How is that possible!
Even Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen couldn't possibly possess such terrifying strength! Cutting down Title Douluos like slaughtering dogs—this is already the realm of gods!
"You... what kind of monster are you...?"
Bibi Dong's hand holding the scepter trembled. She wanted to mobilize her soul power to resist, but found that under the lock of that terrifying sword intent, even raising a finger became extremely difficult.
Her pride and her ambition were shattered in the face of absolute power.
She had thought that possessing twin martial souls and the Rakshasa Divine Trial would allow her to disregard all rules. But now she realized that in front of Lin Ye, she was still just a slightly stronger ant.
Forestry is making steady progress.
His boots made a slight sound as they stepped on the viscous blood, each step feeling like stepping on Bibi Dong's heart.
"monster?"
Lin Ye stopped three meters in front of Bibi Dong, his Blue Silver Divine Emperor Sword still spotless.
"Bibi Dong, when you stop at nothing for power and even poison your own daughter, you become a true monster."
The imposing aura emanating from the forestry worker was released without reservation.
boom!
Bibi Dong felt her knees buckle, and the soul power defense that had supported her to stand out from the crowd collapsed instantly.
Thump.
The newly crowned Empress of the Martial Soul Empire knelt before Lin Ye without any dignity.
"No...don't kill me..."
At this moment, Bibi Dong's mental defenses completely collapsed.
The shadow of death loomed over her, and the cold touch reminded her of the nightmare she had in the secret room years ago. But this time, what terrified her was not the beastly teacher, but the indifferent young man before her.
She didn't want to die.
She has not yet become a god, has not yet unified the continent, and has not yet made the man who abandoned her regret his actions.
"Forestry...please, let me go..."
Bibi Dong raised her head, her well-maintained face covered in tear stains, her makeup ruined, and she looked disheveled.
"I am willing to submit! The entire Spirit Hall... no, the entire Spirit Empire is yours. I can do anything for you! My twin spirits, my cultivation insights, even myself... as long as you don't kill me!"
She pleaded incoherently, trying to grasp at the last straw.
Lin Ye looked down at this once arrogant woman, his eyes showing neither pity nor desire.
"I told you, it's time for you to wake up from your dream."
Lin Ye turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue, who had been standing quietly by the pillar watching everything.
"Xue'er, come here."
Qian Renxue trembled slightly, then stepped onto the stairs.
She walked very slowly, her gaze fixed on Bibi Dong kneeling on the ground.
(End of chapter)