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Xu Tiannan’s ruthlessness was well known to everyone present.

He was, without a doubt, a truly ruthless individual.

To avoid any gossip, everyone here now acted unusually excited.

Among all the soul engineers present, fewer than a third could still maintain their composure.

Most of them were genuinely pure soul engineers, interested in nothing but soul tools, caring little for anything else.

Who the Sun-Moon Emperor was didn’t concern them in the slightest.

Su Yu was cursing at Xu Tiannan—what did that have to do with them?

“What exactly is Su Yu trying to do?”

Ma Rulong looked on as Su Yu unleashed a barrage of insults at all the soul engineers, his mind full of confusion.

The Su Yu he remembered was gentle, talented, and always carried himself with grace—how could he possibly do something like this?

But the events were unfolding right in front of his eyes, leaving Ma Rulong momentarily dumbfounded.

The contrast was simply too great.

“Old friend, your grandson-in-law is quite something—his attacks are no joke!”

 “Young recklessness is understandable, but if he stirs up public anger, that’s no wise move.”

The speaker was a rank-nine soul engineer and a close confidant of Jing Hongchen.

Jing Hongchen merely smiled, saying nothing in response.

The rank-nine soul engineer frowned, but at that moment, Su Yu stepped forward.

“Exactly! Well said!”

 “Looks like everyone dissatisfied with me and the Hall Master is gathered right here.”

A faint smile played at the corners of Su Yu’s mouth, but his gaze grew icy cold.

 “Since you’re all so loyal to Xu Tiannan, why don’t you head down first and pave the way for him?”

As his words fell, Su Yu’s expression changed abruptly.

A wave of extreme cold, as if from the primordial wilderness, swept out instantly, capable of freezing everything in its path.

Where it passed, all things turned to ice.

Including those rank-nine soul engineers, every single soul engineer was completely powerless to resist, all instantly frozen into blocks of ice.

“Su Yu, you—”

Jing Hongchen was just about to speak, but Su Yu beckoned with his hand.

A rift suddenly appeared in the air of the hall, deep and dark, as if a world was hidden within it.

With a wave of his sleeve, Su Yu levitated the ice sculptures into the air, sending them floating into the rift one after another.

Now, in the vast hall, only those who had previously spoken rudely remained.

Jing Hongchen looked on, full of confusion. “Su Yu, what are you doing?”

Su Yu replied cheerfully, “Persuading them one by one is too much trouble, so it’s better to just pack them away for later.”

 “As for this, it’s my own world.”

 “Is your world… legit?”

Jing Hongchen peered at the spatial rift, glimpsing a gray expanse within—a grayness filled with deathly silence.

“Of course it’s legit. I’m a proper person!”

Su Yu replied righteously, his gaze sweeping the hall.

 “So many soul tools—what a waste to leave them here. Take them, take them all!”

Su Yu turned demolition expert, dismantling all the soul tool facilities in Illustrious Virtue Hall’s base and taking them away.

For a moment, Jing Hongchen watched in utter shock.

There were simply too many soul tools in Illustrious Virtue Hall. Even with Su Yu’s current power, he could only dismantle part of them after working for a long time.

“Oh, they’re here!”

Suddenly, Su Yu paused, removing a rank-nine soul tool electromagnetic cannon and tossing it into the spatial rift.

After finishing, he looked back at the Illustrious Virtue Hall base, still unsatisfied.

“What great soul tools… what a shame…”

Su Yu smacked his lips, a chilling murderous aura radiating from him.

Under Jing Hongchen’s horrified gaze, Su Yu clenched his fist, triggering a chain reaction.

All the soul engineers frozen in the hall now exploded like bombs.

Ice Explosion!

Su Yu had used the absolute technique of the Ice Jade Scorpion clan—the Ice Explosion.

This time, however, the scale was unprecedented.

Over a thousand high-level soul engineers were detonated in an instant.

No need to imagine—it was a horror never before seen.

Su Yu immediately grabbed Jing Hongchen and dashed out of Illustrious Virtue Hall.

Then, a world-shaking explosion erupted.

The energy released from over a thousand soul engineers detonating far surpassed even rank-nine soul tool shells.

Especially with the chain reaction, the devastation was unimaginable.

The entire Illustrious Virtue Hall base exploded from the hall’s center outward.

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and a terrifying shockwave swept outward.

Wherever the shockwave passed, all facilities and buildings were instantly torn to shreds.

The ground cracked layer by layer; buildings collapsed to dust as if made of paper.

It was a scene like the end of the world.

High in the sky, Jing Hongchen stared dumbly at the spectacle, his face pale as if his soul had left his body.

“It’s gone. All gone!”

After this explosion, the entire Illustrious Virtue Hall was reduced to ruins.

Gone with it were the painstaking efforts of countless years and almost all the Sun-Moon Empire’s elite high-level soul engineers.

This explosion had buried the continent’s number one soul master holy land.

Gone.

Illustrious Virtue Hall was no more!

…

“Illustrious Virtue Hall!”

Compared to Jing Hongchen, Xu Tiannan’s reaction was even more extreme!

Under the protection of the Royal Soul Engineer Regiment, Xu Tiannan stared at the Illustrious Virtue Hall, now erupting like a volcano, eyes bloodshot.

Illustrious Virtue Hall… destroyed?

Xu Tiannan simply could not accept it.

One had to know—Illustrious Virtue Hall was the Sun-Moon Empire’s foremost soul tool manufacturing factory.

It was not just a sacred place for soul tools, but also the military’s equipment base for the entire empire.

Its destruction was a loss beyond measure.

Especially for Xu Tiannan, who was determined to unify the continent—how could he possibly accept such a result?

Illustrious Virtue Hall was gone, countless high-level soul engineers were gone. At this moment, even Xu Tiannan’s heart bled.

“Su Yu!”

Xu Tiannan’s eyes were bloodshot, brimming with crazed murderous intent.

“You’re here?”

 “How about it, do you like the gift this young master sent you?”

Su Yu, carrying Jing Hongchen, looked through space and saw Xu Tiannan in the distance.

His voice started off small, but when it reached Xu Tiannan’s ears, it was deafening like thunder.

Xu Tiannan grunted, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

Just a voice from several miles away had already injured Xu Tiannan.

Xu Tiannan’s expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly donned several more defensive soul tools.

His face turned dark as he pointed fiercely, “Kill him!”

With a clatter, the well-trained soul engineer regiment deployed into attack formation toward Illustrious Virtue Hall.

One after another, soul tool cannons were set up, aimed directly at Illustrious Virtue Hall.

“Fire!”

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In an instant, over a hundred soul tool cannons fired, shells raining down like a storm.

“Su Yu, dodge quickly!”

Even Jing Hongchen’s face changed at this moment.

Over a hundred fixed-mount soul cannons above rank six locked on to them, and nearly a thousand shells fired.

Even a Super Douluo would get chills from that firepower.

Yet Su Yu remained calm, golden light flickering in his hand as he swept the Golden Dragon Spear in a circle.

Invisible vortices appeared in the air, almost completely blocking all directions.

The fierce soul tool shells, upon touching the vortices, were instantly drained of most of their power, as if a snake’s weakness was seized.

“How is this possible?”

Xu Tiannan almost exploded with rage as he watched through his scope.

So many soul tool cannons, yet they couldn’t threaten Su Yu at all?

“Su Yu’s power is on par with an Ultimate Douluo. Your little tricks are just child’s play to him. Let us handle this.”

A cold female voice rang out, accompanied by a streak of blood-red light shooting into the sky.

At the same time, a shadowy black light silently blocked Su Yu’s retreat.

Whoosh!

A figure in blood robes appeared—Ye Xishui stood in midair, murderous resentment swirling around her.

“You little bastard, today you have nowhere to run.”

Ye Xishui’s eyes were filled with killing intent as she looked at Su Yu.

It was Su Yu who killed Zhongli Wu.

No matter what, even if Zhongli Wu was disappointing, he was still her son.

A mother’s vengeance for her son would not rest until death!

“Ye Xishui, so it’s you.”

Su Yu placed one hand behind his back and mocked, “I knew only you could resort to such despicable methods.”

“Sharp-tongued brat. Today, you are doomed!”

 “With just you?”

A cold voice rang out as Hai Bodong appeared.

He spoke with disdain, looking at Ye Xishui with silent contempt.

Seeing Hai Bodong, a trace of fear flashed in Ye Xishui’s eyes.

Even now, Hai Bodong still felt invincible to her.

She thought her own improvements were enough to fight even Hai Bodong.

But now, at a glance, she realized the huge gap between them.

“Hai Bodong, you are indeed strong, but even you cannot save Su Yu today.”

Fear was quickly replaced by killing intent.

She would kill Su Yu today—Hai Bodong couldn’t stop her.

“Is that so…”

Hai Bodong snorted coldly, looking at the black mist beside Ye Xishui.

“Coward, hiding in the shadows. Show yourself!”

Hai Bodong clapped with one hand, freezing space with icy power, striking at the black mist with overwhelming force.

The black mist surged, revealing a shadowy figure whose strange energy blocked Hai Bodong’s attack.

“Ice Emperor Hai Bodong, let me play with you.”

Surrounded by black mist, a pitch-black chain with a sharp hook shot at Hai Bodong.

Hai Bodong casually summoned an ice-blue longsword—the rank ten soul tool, Sword of Winter.

One could imagine, facing such a bizarre shadow, even Hai Bodong dared not be careless.

“A rank-ten soul tool?”

Ye Xishui stared in shock at Hai Bodong’s sword.

She hadn’t expected there to be such a powerful soul tool aside from the Death God soul tool.

Hai Bodong was truly hiding his strength!

But today’s situation was still impossible to resolve.

“With Hai Bodong held up, brat, who can you rely on now?”

 “Mu Wu?”

 “Bring him out. Today I’ll kill him and avenge my shame!”

 “Mu Wu, you dog! Come out!”

Ye Xishui roared, her resentment thickening.

Su Yu yawned lazily, “Why are you barking like a dog? Mu Wu isn’t here.”

 “What, he’s not here?”

Ye Xishui froze, then broke into hysterical laughter, “He’s not here?”

 “He’s not here, and you still dared break into Radiant City?”

 “You little fool, you’re so stupid it makes me laugh!”

 “You really think just Hai Bodong can protect you?”

 “Arrogant!”

Ye Xishui’s eyes grew icy. “Since Mu Wu isn’t here, I’ll send you on your way myself!”

She struck with a palm, blood clouds swirling, and her blood-black resentment condensed into a black palm print, crashing down on Su Yu.

“Impudence!”

A clear, cold shout echoed across the sky; Ye Xishui’s palm was frozen midair.

“Who is it?”

Ye Xishui was startled, staring ahead with blood-red eyes.

Wind howled, snowflakes drifted like willow catkins.

At some point, a figure had appeared between Su Yu and Ye Xishui.

It was a woman.

She wore white robes emblazoned with frost and cloud patterns, her long snowy hair hanging to her feet.

Her eyebrows were ice-blue, her eyes a rare pure white—like snow and ice.

She stood around 1.75 meters tall, slender and graceful.

But the air of authority about her was absolutely dominant.

“Who are you?”

Ye Xishui glared at the newcomer, a mix of shock, anger, and wariness in her eyes.

Because this woman was also an Ultimate Douluo—

And a far stronger one at that.

A formidable enemy!

Just a glance made Ye Xishui feel as if facing a dire threat.

The woman didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she turned and bowed respectfully to Su Yu.

“Subordinate greets Young Master. Forgive me for arriving late.”

Su Yu laughed, “Senior Sang, you’re just on time. No need to apologize.”

The woman bowed again. “Young Master, please wait while I take this demon’s head as an offering to you.”

With that, her imposing aura locked onto Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui’s expression changed as she shouted, “Who are you?”

“I am Sang Muning, Third Priest of the Ice God Temple, here to take you on orders!”

A cold, thunderous voice boomed out as Sang Muning focused all her power on Ye Xishui.

Behind Sang Muning, a giant ice-blue tree appeared, six black and three red soul rings shining.

Sang Muning’s aura was overwhelming, her soul power surging in waves that almost drowned Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui dared not be careless any longer, gathering all her strength to meet Sang Muning head-on.