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Though Star Luo Imperial City spanned millions of square kilometers, for Titled Douluos, arriving to assist in just a minute or two was no challenge.
However, when the crowd gradually gathered, they realized that the main participants had vanished.
Still, they spotted the Heavenfiend Lonestar Douluo and asked:
"Old Huang, where are the others?"
The Lonestar Douluo hurriedly explained. At this moment, the Star Luo Emperor and Xu Jiujiu also returned to the scene.
When everyone learned that the attacker was a 99th-level Supreme Douluo, their expressions changed drastically.
After all, once a soul master reached the 95th level, each additional level represented a significant leap in power. It was rare for lower-ranked soul masters to overpower higher ones. The combined strength of the dozens of Titled Douluos present wouldn't last more than a few minutes against a single Supreme Douluo.
At this moment, everyone felt the ground beneath their feet begin to tremble.
The Star Luo Emperor's pupils contracted sharply.
"This is no ordinary earthquake! Has Ye Wen engaged the enemy?"
Since learning that someone had attacked the Starlight Auction House, the Star Luo Emperor understood that the intruder was not a friend of the Star Luo Empire but rather an enemy.
And upon hearing from the Calamity Douluo that the attacker was also a Supreme Douluo, the Star Luo Emperor grew even more anxious.
Before such a supreme powerhouse, even a Titled Douluo—despite ruling over the entire Star Luo Empire—felt deeply insecure.
"Lord Tian Xing, you must win!" the Star Luo Emperor silently prayed.
Meanwhile, miles away on a rooftop, Jing Hongchen frowned as he glanced toward the direction of the Starlight Auction House, then shifted his gaze toward the source of the battle fluctuations.
"Another Supreme Douluo… But whose side is he on? Sigh, what a troublesome time. Failing to secure the Spirit Gold is one thing, but now there's this unknown variable."
Though Jing Hongchen was only at rank 94, with the aid of several ninth-rank soul-guiding tools, his combat power rivaled that of Xuanzi at rank 98. However, in the face of two 99th-level existences battling, his strength was negligible. Otherwise, in the original storyline, he wouldn't have immediately backed down just because Mu En appeared before him, ultimately losing a ninth-rank soul-guiding tool.
Still, Jing Hongchen hoped for Ye Wen's demise. After all, the Sun Moon Empire had long desired war, and though Ye Wen claimed neutrality, anyone with eyes knew he sided with the three kingdoms of Douluo. His death would be ideal.
At this moment, Jing Hongchen even fantasized: if Ye Wen were to die, this mysterious Supreme Douluo might not be accepted by the three kingdoms of Douluo. Perhaps he could be lured to the Sun Moon Empire's side.
Meanwhile, the trembling of the ground continued unabated.
Er Ming grew increasingly alarmed as he finally understood why his initial attacks had been ineffective.
This guy in front of him was a space-type user—the most unpredictable type!
Due to Er Ming's relentless attacks, the Star Luo Empire had activated its costly soul-guiding barrier. If this continued, buildings would collapse, and the empire's dignity would be utterly ruined.
At this point, Er Ming ceased his assault, clearly realizing that pure physical attacks were futile.
Ye Wen stroked his chin. He couldn't kill this simpleton—it would surely draw out Da Ming and eventually provoke Tang San, the God King above.
But a question arose: wasn't divine power supposed to completely dominate soul power? Why had two hundred-level divine officials been killed by a 99th-level Supreme Douluo?
Though it was against the rules for the God King to send two divine officials to the Douluo Continent, how could this Supreme Douluo who killed them go unpunished?
Under such circumstances, Ye Wen's true strength would inevitably be exposed.
Yet Ye Wen didn't want to engage in a full-scale war with the Douluo God Realm just yet.
"Unknown sir, I'm sure you realize your abilities are useless against me. It's best to give up now.
If you stop here, I can guarantee that the Star Luo Empire won't pursue this matter further." Ye Wen spoke indifferently.
But Er Ming clearly didn't buy it. Whether in his past days in the Great Star Forest or now as the guardian of the Hao Tian Sect, he had always been domineering.
"Enough talk, you pretty boy! If you've got guts, fight me hand-to-hand! What kind of skill is hiding like this?"
Ye Wen lowered his eyes, inwardly sighing. He truly disliked dealing with such dimwitted individuals.
"There's no helping it. I didn't want to fight, after all—it's not easy for a Supreme Douluo to appear on the Douluo Continent."
With that, Ye Wen slowly approached Er Ming.
Seeing Ye Wen's arrogance and audacity, Er Ming swung a punch.
But something strange happened this time. Unlike before, his fist didn't pass through Ye Wen's body. Despite exerting immense force, his hand stubbornly halted a mere finger's width away from Ye Wen.
At this moment, Ye Wen's voice rang out again.
"You wanted to fight me up close, didn't you? So why can't you even land a punch?"
Ye Wen's tone was calm, but to Er Ming, it felt like a thunderous provocation.
Retracting his hand, raising his fist, and throwing another punch, Er Ming's attacks became a relentless storm, battering Ye Wen with ferocious intensity. The surrounding air twisted into gale-force winds, equivalent to a tenth-rank hurricane, ravaging distant forests and the Star Luo Empire's barriers.
But against this conceptual-level spatial ability, all his efforts were futile.
Watching Er Ming pant heavily, visibly exhausted, Ye Wen chuckled softly.
"Tired already? Then it's my turn."
For some reason, Er Ming felt an unprecedented terror grip his heart as he stared at this elegant man before him. He had felt this way only once before—when facing Bibi Dong.
At this moment, Ye Wen slightly raised his right hand. In the previously calm air, a faint circular shape began to materialize.
Upon seeing the translucent sphere, Er Ming's pupils contracted sharply.
Though he didn't know what it was, his primal instincts screamed at him not to touch it.
Er Ming unleashed all his soul power, pushing his speed to the limit as he fled toward the distance.
Ye Wen's gaze turned icy. Though he couldn't kill this guy, teaching him a lesson to curb his arrogance and remind him not to act recklessly with his power was still possible.
"Overclock·Red!"
The transparent sphere suddenly shrank, emitting a crimson glow that made one's heart race.
When all the red light condensed into a flawless crimson orb, Ye Wen gently flicked his finger.
Silently, a streak of red light too fast for the naked eye to follow shot toward Er Ming.
Precisely because of this, Er Ming felt even greater fear.
This was the manifestation of soul power refined to its absolute peak!
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