In its complete form, the Donghuang Bell could do more than just tear through space—it could even reverse the flow of time itself. So, when his incomplete, extremely degraded version of the Donghuang Bell caused a ripple in the fabric of space during his spirit awakening, Li Chang'an felt it wasn't entirely unreasonable.
The Abyssal Plane had always been an incomplete dimension, but the energy it harbored was unimaginably vast. If the Abyss could be converted into nourishment for the Douluo Continent, then the entire world's tier would ascend to another level. Reaching Rank 100 and becoming a god might no longer remain the privilege of a rare few.
But wait—there was a flaw in that thinking. The Abyss might be powerful, but the Divine Realm of the Douluo Continent still existed. If the Abyss tried to invade, the gods would definitely intervene—whether to protect their divine authority or to safeguard the continent. The Divine Realm wouldn't just sit by idly.
Which meant… his plan to exploit the Abyss for some quick merit points might hit some roadblocks.
To be revered by the world was, when you boiled it down, all about fame—being the kind of name that made people everywhere pause in admiration. If Li Chang'an could successfully channel the Abyss's energy into Douluo Continent, how grateful would the people be?
With billions of people living on Douluo, even if just a few hundred million felt thankful, that alone could catapult him into godhood. Not to mention, once hundred-level spirit masters started appearing en masse, many would surely align themselves with him.
All these thoughts flashed through his mind in a heartbeat. He turned to his captive and asked sharply, "Where's your spatial anchor point? How many of you are already infiltrating the human world?"
Under Li Chang'an's terrifying pressure, Ye Wuhen didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Just as he opened his mouth to give the coordinates, his face suddenly twisted in pain—he had triggered some kind of mental restriction.
'Not good!'
Li Chang'an instantly unleashed his spiritual power in full, trying to suppress the restriction hidden in Ye Wuhen's spiritual sea. But to his surprise, his power couldn't even penetrate it!
The very next moment, Ye Wuhen's spiritual sea fell deathly silent. His mind went blank—as if he'd become a soulless puppet. His spiritual sea… was gone!
As expected, these infiltrators carried a failsafe within them—once they touched on classified intel, their minds were erased immediately.
In other words, Ye Wuhen was now nothing more than a walking corpse—or rather, he was already dead.
Li Chang'an couldn't be bothered to study the body. With a wave of his hand, he summoned a burst of ultimate Fire, reducing Ye Wuhen's corpse to ashes.
As for the Abyss? Li Chang'an didn't feel too threatened by it—at least not while the Divine Realm still existed. If the Abyss dared to launch a real invasion, they'd be courting death.
Still, it would be a useful entry point. He'd need to invest time and effort into locating their spatial coordinates and planning his moves carefully.
Having wrapped up the matter with Ye Wuhen, Li Chang'an shot into the sky once again.
There was still one more debt to collect—the Prince Xue Xing's Mansion.
'I'm coming, bastards!'
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At that very moment, inside the courtyard of the Prince Xue Xing's residence, two men stood beneath the open sky. One of them, an elderly man clad in ornate robes, was pacing anxiously.
He wore an imperial yellow robe embroidered with floral medallions and brocade, yet he appeared perfectly composed. His silver hair was neatly combed back, his figure stout and upright, his appearance dignified—except for his slightly small eyes, which threw off his overall symmetry.
This man was none other than the younger brother of the current Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire—Prince Xue Xing.
Standing beside him was a stark contrast: a gaunt old man in green. Slender as a spear, his hair and beard were dark green, and his eyes sparkled like emeralds.
His whole presence felt ghostly, like an illusion. His face was expressionless—no, stiff. Sunken cheeks, unkempt green hair, and a plain green robe set him apart entirely from the opulence of Prince Xue Xing.
This was none other than the Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo—also known as Poison Douluo.
"Senior Dugu, you must help me..." Prince Xue Xing pleaded, cupping his hands in respect.
Not long ago, he had received troubling news: the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall had actually come—personally—and was already targeting the Ye and Wang families. How he found them, no one knew, but it clearly meant he had uncovered everything.
Prince Xue Xing broke into a cold sweat. After all, he was the mastermind behind the whole affair. If the Holy Son had traced the others, it was only a matter of time before he came for him too.
So he wasted no time in summoning Dugu Bo. According to the reports, the Holy Son had already crippled seven Spirit Sages. His strength was extraordinary—without a Titled Douluo to anchor the mansion, Prince Xue Xing couldn't rest easy.
Dugu Bo nodded, his voice steady. "Your Highness need not panic. I may not dare to oppose the Spirit Hall directly, but I can hold off Li Chang'an for a while. That said, you'd best stop provoking his family. If you keep pushing, he'll kill you one day—mark my words."
Dugu Bo's own Ice and Fire Yin Yang well had been indirectly seized by the Spirit Hall. Though he still had limited access for harvesting herbs, he no longer held ownership. As such, he harbored resentment toward the Spirit Hall and had no fondness for Li Chang'an—but neither did he want to cross him outright.
Not because he feared defeat—but because of Li Chang'an's status. As the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, his rank even exceeded that of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince.
Just then, Dugu Bo's expression hardened. A spatial ripple had formed—the Holy Son was breaking through space itself!
In the blink of an eye, a black-robed Li Chang'an appeared in the courtyard, Pangu Axe in hand. He swept his gaze across the scene and instantly identified the two.
"Prince Xue Xing," he said coldly, "do you admit it, or not?"
With his sharp intellect, Li Chang'an had already pieced together the truth. Today, he would suppress Prince Xue Xing completely—and that would cripple Xue Beng's greatest backer. When the time came for Qian Renxue to take the throne, no one would be able to stop her.
"Admit? Or Not admit? Why does it matter?" Prince Xue Xing sneered. "You're the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall—whoever you choose to accuse is guilty by default."
He slowly edged toward Dugu Bo as he spoke.
"Poison Douluo, is it? Today's matter is between me and Prince Xue Xing," Li Chang'an said, pointing his axe toward the prince behind Dugu Bo. "I ask that you step aside."
He actually had a good impression of Dugu Bo, and besides, the Spirit Hall still owed him a favor regarding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang well. Li Chang'an didn't want to fight him if it could be avoided.
Meanwhile, Xue Xing's guards had surrounded the courtyard in layers, and more soldiers had begun gathering outside the perimeter walls.
The Heaven Dou Empire was one of the continent's two superpowers. For Li Chang'an to attack a royal prince in the capital itself—even with cause—the empire wouldn't simply sit back.
His spiritual sense also detected thousands of armored soldiers amassing in the nearby streets—elite warriors in full battle gear.
"Your Holiness, as the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, you should know the weight of Prince Xue Xing's position," Dugu Bo said, his tone calm and weathered. "If you strike him here, the Heaven Dou Empire will go to war with you. Even if I don't intervene, these troops alone could overwhelm you."
"Take my advice—stand down. Let's sit down and talk."
"Stand down?" Li Chang'an sneered. "If I don't act today, then what next? Xue Xing dared to smash our family's shop as a test—next time, he might come for my family. He might even try to hurt my parents!"
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