DD2 [544-545] (Patreon)

Chapter 544: The Holy Prison Legion, the Submissive Evil Emperor

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

A series of explosive sounds erupted from Kong Deming's body.

All his soul devices shattered in an instant. The leftover force, surging like a tidal wave, slammed into him.

Kong Deming spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, vanishing from sight.

"Ant."

The Lord of the Spirit Prison sneered, his cold gaze sweeping across Mingdu, a strange smile curling his lips.

"Very soon, very soon... Ice God Palace, just wait for the despair my clan will bring you. Hehehe!"

The Lord of the Spirit Prison laughed wildly, his laughter echoing to the sky.

Strange monsters poured endlessly from the rift. Mingdu City was turned into a true city of death by these endless abominations.

Moreover, under the leadership of some figures, the monsters began rampaging in all directions from Mingdu.

Evil Demon Forest

This was humanity's forbidden land, rarely visited.

But what people didn't know was that beside the Evil Demon Forest was the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The Evil Emperor, ruler of the forest, had long since reached an agreement with the Holy Spirit Cult on certain matters.

Space shattered.

A figure in a blood-red robe stepped out.

It was Ye Yishui—or rather, Ye Yishui possessed by the Lord of the Spirit Prison.

"Evil Demon Forest, this power belongs to my clan!"

The Lord of the Spirit Prison laughed loudly, his formidable aura spreading unchecked.

Within the forest, countless soul beasts trembled, shuddering under the pressure.

At that moment, a similarly powerful aura erupted from deep within the forest, rapidly approaching.

The Lord of the Spirit Prison watched as a massive figure sped near.

It was a giant eye, its body covered in dark red tentacles.

A crushing mental force descended like a mountain, making space groan under the strain.

Yet the Lord of the Spirit Prison was unfazed—his eyes cold, looking down with contempt.

As if facing an insignificant ant.

"Ye Yishui, how dare you disturb my slumber—no, wait, you're not Ye Yishui!"

The giant eye hovered midair, doubtful and confused.

The appearance was still Ye Yishui, but the core inside was completely different.

Whether aura or bearing, this being was worlds apart from Ye Yishui.

"Human… who are you?"

As a spiritual-type beast, its senses were always sharp. It could tell for certain: this was not Ye Yishui.

"Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master, your cultivation is passable. You qualify to be my dog."

The Lord of the Spirit Prison nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied.

As the second-ranked super-beast of the continent, it was impressive.

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master's strength was no less than Ye Yishui or Long Xiaoyao.

Having it run errands was more than sufficient.

"Human, how dare you insult me!"

The Evil Emperor was furious. "Qualify to be a dog"? A human wanted to enslave the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master?

As the continent's number two beast, it feared not even Di Tian. Why fear a mere human?

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant's aura surged, determined to show this being its true power.

A moment later…

"I surrender! Please, spare me, my lord!"

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master dropped to its knees at lightning speed, completely naturally.

Scared witless.

It, the dignified Evil Emperor, was one-sidedly crushed.

Even its proud Light of Time and Space failed to touch this being.

This was no ordinary Ultimate Douluo—clearly, this was a living god.

Unbelievable!

A god has appeared on the Douluo Continent!

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master, knowing the times, prostrated itself at the feet of a god—no shame in that.

Even Di Tian bowed and scraped to others.

Recognizing the times is the mark of a hero.

"Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master, Evil Emperor, what? Not going to act tough anymore?"

The Lord of the Spirit Prison mocked.

"Don't dare, little beast wouldn't dare. I'm willing to serve you, my lord!"

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master no longer dared resist.

This being understood spiritual power better than it did.

It stood no chance.

It knew: if it resisted, this being would truly kill it.

Better a miserable life than a glorious death. It hadn't had enough of life yet.

"At least you're smart!"

The Lord of the Spirit Prison snorted, "I'll spare your dog life this time. I have a task for you."

"Please instruct me, my lord!"

The Evil Emperor fawned.

"I want you to lead the soul beasts of the Evil Demon Forest to attack the Star Dou Forest. You must take it!"

The Lord of the Spirit Prison ordered coolly.

The Evil Emperor hesitated. "My lord… the Star Dou Forest has many fierce beasts. I'm afraid…"

"You won't go alone. I'll send others to help you."

The Evil Emperor probed, "But my lord, there seems to be a god in the depths of the Star Dou Forest…"

He remembered a terrifying aura he once sensed, shuddering at the memory.

Di Tian he did not fear.

But the master of that aura terrified him.

When he used the Light of Time and Space to seriously injure Di Tian, he felt it clearly—power beyond any beast.

That was the power of a god.

Asking him to take on a beast god—wasn't that a joke? He wouldn't dare enter Star Dou Forest again, no matter what.

"I know what you're referring to. Just a deity—my clan has those too."

"In time, other divinities will come to lead you to attack Star Dou Forest. For now, just make preparations."

"…Yes, my lord!"

At this point, the Evil Emperor knew refusal wasn't an option. This being was growing impatient.

He had no choice but to submit.

"Good. If you perform well, my clan will not treat you poorly. One day, you might even break through and become a god yourself."

The shadow painted a vague promise, giving the Evil Emperor something to hope for.

Though he knew it was just an empty promise, hope flickered in his heart.

What if it's real?

Who doesn't want to become a god?

A living god was right before him—who said he had no chance?

He comforted himself with such thoughts, having no other path but forward.

"Thank you, my lord!"

He said excitedly.

The Lord of the Spirit Prison waved, "Just wait in the Evil Demon Forest for orders. Someone will come for you. Just follow them."

With that, the Lord of the Spirit Prison vanished in a flash.

A flash of hatred and venom passed through the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master's eyes, but after a moment, he could only sigh and head deeper into the forest.

Chapter 545: Kong Deming's Decision, the Shock of the Three Nations

"Pu!"

A mouthful of blood, mixed with bits of internal organs.

Kong Deming's face was sallow, his aura weak.

One slap—just a single slap!

That terrifying force destroyed all his soul devices.

Even he himself was gravely wounded.

If not for his soul devices absorbing part of the blow, he would have been reduced to ashes.

"Damn Ye Yishui, what has she done?"

Kong Deming was filled with grief and indignation.

Xu Tiannan was dead. The Sun-Moon Empire's royal bloodline was almost entirely wiped out.

Even Mingdu itself was now completely occupied by those bizarre creatures.

Kong Deming looked up to the heavens, lost and directionless. In this vast world, he had no idea where to go next.

"No! I can't just sit and wait for death!"

He shook his head fiercely, driving away despair.

Now that Mingdu had fallen, the monsters would surely spread from there to the entire empire.

This would be a catastrophe for the Sun-Moon Empire.

"The only option now is to gather the remaining legions and seek allies who can stand against Ye Yishui. Who in this world can possibly oppose her?"

At Ye Yishui's current level, he couldn't even withstand a single slap.

No one in the Sun-Moon Empire could stop her.

To resist these monsters and foil Ye Yishui's plot, he had to find a powerful ally.

Looking across the continent, the only force that might not fear Ye Yishui was…

Kong Deming hesitated. If not for desperation, he truly didn't want to seek out the Ice God Palace.

The Sun-Moon royal family had fallen at Su Yu's hands—he hated Ice God Palace as much as anyone.

But now, besides them, who else could handle this crisis?

The Ice God Palace only targeted the royal family. Ye Yishui wanted to exterminate the entire empire—completely different things.

Moreover, the Sun-Moon Empire might not be her only target. The three kingdoms of Douluo Continent were surely in her plans as well.

When the lips are gone, the teeth feel the cold.

Now was not the time for personal grudges. This concerned the survival of the entire continent.

After a long hesitation, Kong Deming finally made up his mind. He didn't even wait to recover from his injuries before heading toward the Star Luo Empire.

…

Mingdou Mountains.

Star Luo encampment.

Princess Xu Jiujiu's face was grave. "I understand the situation. Please rest for a while."

Once arrangements were made, she picked up her pen and wrote several letters, sending them in different directions.

Every force that received her letter was shaken.

Star Luo Palace

Xu Jiawei fell silent as he read the message.

"Mingdu has fallen, Xu Tiannan is dead, unknown monsters run rampant?"

Xu Jiawei's eyes were full of disbelief.

Xu Tiannan… dead?

This emperor who had long threatened Star Luo was dead?

And died such a humiliating death—crushed with a single grab.

Even Xu Jiawei, who had always opposed Xu Tiannan, felt a touch of sadness.

He too was an emperor. Xu Tiannan's end made him uneasy.

Would he one day die just as pitifully?

He shook his head, clearing his mind, and picked up his pen.

The situation was too bizarre—this wasn't something Star Luo could handle alone.

Heavenly Soul Empire.

Weina also received Xu Jiujiu's letter, utterly shocked.

"Princess, what has happened?"

Du Busi, with his black robe and striking green hair, asked.

"Grandpa, look!"

Weina handed him the letter; the Du Busi squinted as he read.

"Xu Tiannan is dead?"

"Mingdu is a dead city?"

"Kong Deming seeking help from the three nations?"

Du Busi was dumbfounded—this turn of events was far beyond his expectations.

Weina frowned, "It happened too suddenly. No one knows what those monsters are."

"But since even Mingdu has fallen, we must take this seriously."

Du Busi asked, "Princess, what's your view?"

Weina shook her head, "This isn't something Heavenly Soul can handle alone. We must discuss it with Star Luo and Dou Ling."

"Jiujiu's letter invites us to the Mingdou Mountains. I think it's a good idea."

Du Busi mused, "Is this real? Xu Tiannan was tough to kill. Could he die so easily?"

"Real or not, we have to check it out," Weina replied.

They couldn't ignore such a risk.

If true, it would be not just a disaster for the Sun-Moon Empire, but might engulf the three kingdoms as well.

Du Busi nodded, "Then I'll accompany you, Princess."

Weina smiled, "Thank you, Grandpa."

…

All the factions who received the letter sent representatives to the Mingdou Mountains.

No one could sit still after hearing such news.

Mingdou Mountains, Main Camp

Xu Jiujiu, Weina, Du Busi, Yan Shaozhe, and others gathered.

"Princess Jiujiu, is what you wrote in your letter true?"

The speaker was the Dou Ling Empire's representative, a middle-aged man of status.

"Of course it's true. I would never lie to you. All this was directly stated by Kong Deming, the Sun-Moon Empire's Grand Worshipper," Xu Jiujiu replied.

Yan Shaozhe frowned, "Where is this Grand Worshipper now?"

Xu Jiujiu said, "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to invite him."

Shortly after, the sound of footsteps—Kong Deming entered, pale and weak.

Everyone sized him up, noting his serious injuries.

"Kong Deming, greetings to all!"

Kong Deming cupped his hands and spoke.

Du Busi squinted, his rough voice rumbling, "I heard Mingdu has fallen and become a dead city—is this true?"

He was still skeptical; the news was too shocking.

Kong Deming replied, "If you don't believe me, send someone to see for yourself, and you'll know whether I speak the truth."

Du Busi laughed, "Of course we'll investigate—such matters are no joke."

"What I'm curious about is, how did Ye Yishui become so powerful that even someone like you couldn't resist?"

At this, Kong Deming's face grew heavy, and he let out a long sigh.