Wang Nan's brows furrowed as he listened to Elder Jin.
A Limit Douluo truly could not be stopped by ordinary Spirit Masters. What's more, Death God Douluo Ye Xishui was also a Rank 9 Soul Master. Besides her most famous Death God Tower, she surely had other Soul Guidance Devices in her possession.
It would not be an exaggeration to say she was an army unto herself.
Dragon Pride Heaven's expression was also grim. The Sun Moon Empire was difficult to resist, but those reclusive Sects had been slow to emerge. It was already quite difficult to defend Tianling City, and now, hearing the news from the Star Luo Empire, they were willing but unable to provide aid.
"Elder Jin, I came this time to bid farewell to your Sect."
Just as everyone fell silent, Wang Nan suddenly spoke.
"To be frank, you've seen the situation in Tianling City. Although we successfully ambushed the Sun Moon Empire's camp a few days ago, giving us a temporary reprieve, the Sect Master's old injuries have recurred, and he is currently in seclusion, healing."
Elder Jin stood up. "I wonder if you could stay in the city and lend us a hand? All remuneration can be negotiated."
"Elder Jin, you misunderstand. It's not that I'm unwilling; it's just that I am also a citizen of the Star Luo Empire. Hearing the news that the Mingdou Mountain Range and Tianming City have fallen, I really can't stay here much longer."
"So that's how it is. In that case, I can't keep you." Elder Jin's expression dimmed, and he sighed softly. "I won't say any more unnecessary words. I only hope we can meet again in the future."
Wang Nan glanced at Elder Jin again. Although these words sounded ominous, with the Tianhun Empire in such a disadvantageous position, Elder Jin was probably speaking more about himself.
"Farewell."
"Hmph, I think those Sects are far inferior to Big Brother Wang. Do they have any sense of loyalty to their country?"
"Young Sect Master, mind your words." Elder Jin knew who Dragon Pride Heaven was referring to. After watching Wang Nan's figure disappear into the sky, he retracted his gaze. "If Tianling City falls, I hope the Young Sect Master can lead the remaining Disciples of the Sect to hide in a remote area, leaving some lineage for my Body Sect."
"Elder Jin, what do you mean by this?"
"This is also the Sect Master's intention." Elder Jin paused, then waved his hand. "Never mind. These matters will be explained to you after the Sect Master comes out of seclusion."
Dragon Pride Heaven watched Elder Jin sigh heavily, but ultimately did not press for more information.
In Yu Ming City, White Tiger Duke Dai Hao slowly opened his eyes, but a wave of discomfort surged in his chest, making him cough several times.
"Father." Dai Yueheng, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward.
"It's nothing." Marshal Dai Hao waved his hand. Although he said it was nothing, his face was pale and his lips were chapped. For a Titled Douluo to show such fatigue indicated that his internal injuries were extremely severe.
"Father, should we ask the Medical Immortal to examine you again?"
"No need." Marshal Dai Hao quickly stopped him. "My injuries only require rest to recover. By the way, how are the other Titled Douluo in the city?"
"Except for Star Luo, the others' injuries will require a few more days of rest."
"Alas, I'm afraid the Sun Moon Empire won't give us that chance." Marshal Dai Hao sighed.
As a Titled Douluo, he understood the gap between ordinary Titled Douluo and Limit Douluo more clearly. Death God Douluo alone was enough to deal with several Super Douluo, not to mention that the Sun Moon Empire also had other Rank 9 Soul Masters and Soul Master legions.
Now that the Titled Douluo on the Star Luo Empire's side all had injuries, big or small, the Sun Moon Empire would surely take this opportunity to attack.
"Marshal, someone is here to see you."
Just as Marshal Dai Hao was frowning in distress, the voice of a messenger suddenly rang out from outside the door.
At the same time, outside Yu Ming City, the Sun Moon Empire's army was gradually approaching.
Below Yu Ming City, on a vast plain, the Sun Moon Empire's army had assembled, with several Soul Master legions ready for battle.
The sound of Soul Guidance Devices had already begun from the city wall, but simultaneously, several beams of light from within the army converged to form a huge light shield, enveloping the entire force. The Soul Guidance Devices on Yu Ming City's wall caused no damage.
Linked Soul Guidance Devices were a unique technology of the Sun Moon Empire. With this ability, they could link several Soul Guidance Devices for attack or defense, maximizing the army's effectiveness.
The Sun Moon Empire did not immediately retaliate, but merely gathered its army and gradually approached. Without the roar of Soul Guidance Devices, the only sound was that of the soldiers' continuous footsteps, a deep, uniform rumble like thunder or a battle song.
However, the defenders of Yu Ming City were not fresh recruits. Even facing such an Aura, they remained composed. Orders were continuously relayed, figures bustled on the city wall, and the sound of Soul Guidance Devices occasionally rang out.
Time passed, and the first to attack was not the approaching Sun Moon Empire army, but a beam of light that shot out from the rear of the army.
Even though it was daytime, this light was still dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at it.
A white protective shield lit up on Yu Ming City, but it shattered instantly under the beam of light, and the white radiance surged straight toward the city wall.
At that moment, the entire ground began to tremble. Earth-yellow light rose from the ground, converging toward Yu Ming City's wall.
The white light fell but was blocked by a pair of giant ox horns, slowly dissipating within the earthy yellow glow.
Sensing this powerful Aura, Dragon Xiaoyao, who was meditating at the rear of the military camp, suddenly opened his eyes.
"The people from Shrek Academy are here."
"Shrek…" Ye Xishui's voice slowly emerged. "It's that old guy's Academy."
Ye Xishui's tone was full of nostalgia.
Dragon Xiaoyao turned to look at her. He did not know if it was his imagination, but since a few days ago, Ye Xishui seemed to frequently bring up their past.
"My Lord." While Ye Xishui was still reminiscing, the voice of a messenger came from outside the tent.
"What is it?"
"Yu Ming City has been under attack for a long time, and the Empire has suffered considerable losses. The Commander wants to invite you…"
Before the messenger could finish speaking, a chilling Aura had already spread from Ye Xishui's side. Dragon Xiaoyao raised his hand, but did not stop her.
I've attacked twice, and you still can't take one Yu Ming City?
The messenger outside the tent was already kneeling on the ground, his legs trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Never mind. Although I promised that old guy not to attack Shrek Academy, since they've come to us, I don't owe him anything anymore."
In the blink of an eye, Ye Xishui had disappeared from the tent. Long Xiaoyao's figure flickered as he followed.
It was not until their traces disappeared and their Aura could no longer be felt that the messenger outside the tent slowly stood up.
The lingering pressure left his body trembling, and it took him great effort to recover.
He looked up at the sky, then quickly lowered his head, quietly hiding the resentment in his eyes.