Qian Yuelong's aura has changed.

The golden trio that fought against the opponent were the first to notice something was wrong.

Before they could even raise their guard and think things through, the pale divine domain instantly covered the entire territory of the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.

All buildings and institutions were erased, leaving only the mottled silver-gray ground.

All those who lost their protection, whether in secret or in the open, near or far, were exposed alone as long as they were within the realm of the gods.

This also includes the seriously ill Emperor Xueye, whom Tang San and his companions were all thinking about, and the Fourth Prince Xue Beng, who was panicked and unaware of what had happened at his bedside.

A hazy white mist floated rhythmically along the edge of the divine realm.

Unlike before, when one could escape simply by leaving the realm of the gods.

The Divine Realm has now evolved after Qian Yuelong unlocked two more S-grade components.

The area enveloped by the divine realm has become a completely sealed space, and no being can enter or leave without the permission of the master of the divine realm.

The instant the Divine Realm covered the area, the Dark Soul Guards disguised as members of the Spirit Hall were precisely pushed out of the Divine Realm and blocked from entering.

Currently, only a portion of the royal knights and soldiers who were truly loyal to the Tiandou royal family and were stationed near the palace gates are inside.

Suddenly enveloped by an aura barrier formed by white mist, the Bloodthirsty Douluo and the Serpent Spear Douluo were forced to retreat from the battle and back outside the battle circle, which left them bewildered.

But when they saw that Xue Qinghe was being treated the same way as them, they instinctively turned to look in the direction where Qian Yuelong was.

"The saintess's clothes have changed!"

The sharp-eyed Bloodthirsty Douluo looked astonished.

As if struck by a thought, Xue Qinghe's pupils constricted, and he watched with a mixture of unease and excitement as Qian Yuelong's white-gold court dress slowly transformed into another flowing and classic long dress.

The mithril moon pattern, imbued with a certain power of rules, is faintly visible among the layers of frost-white skirt, while the same-colored bodice is also adorned with cool pendants and mithril silver dark patterns.

Her snow-white waist, exposed to the air, was adorned with a crystal bead chain. A misty white fog, carrying the serene moonlight, gently wrapped around Qian Yuelong's arms and back, like a moon obscured by dark clouds, revealing only a hazy glow that subtly outlined the lines of her feathered robe.

Silver-blue crystal chains strung together pure white down feathers, transforming into a crown that rested on the silver-white hair. The golden wing pattern between the eyebrows shone brightly, resonating and changing with the other 5 S-class parts.

Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes slightly, watching the person who looked directly at her suffer the backlash, without the slightest ripple in her eyes.

Like a saint who transcends the rules, he faces the wind and invites the moon, untouched by worldly dust.

After staring for only a few seconds, the avalanche, which was three or four hundred meters away, turned pale, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and fainted next to the dying Snow Night Emperor with black stars in his eyes.

Tang San, whose cultivation level was the second lowest among those present, also suffered the backlash from being stared at too much. He was already weak, and he could barely stand up.

"Teacher, hurry..."

He no longer cared about what would happen to Emperor Xueye and the Heavenly Dou Empire.

His intuition told him that if they didn't leave, they would really be stuck here forever!

Tang San's weak and labored voice reached the ears of two Soul Douluos with excellent hearing—Flander and Liu Erlong.

Their lips moved as if they wanted to respond, but they were horrified to find that they seemed to have lost control of their bodies.

"Master, the tops of your heads!"

Dugu Bo's hoarse, horrified voice made Yang Wudi look in the direction of the sound, and then his pupils shrank sharply.

Above Yu Xiaogang and the other two, a transparent white crystal pierced through the golden pillar of light of the triangular formation, but it did not break through their protective aura. It hovered above them, connected to a thin, transparent thread that extended all the way to—the huge moon in the sky that should not have appeared here!

An unprecedented sense of crisis swept through my brain, frantically clamoring for me to escape.

The three men, having lost control of their bodies, couldn't even move a finger, let alone retreat.

Even their Trinity Fusion Technique—Golden Dragon—was frozen in mid-air, like a specimen, unable to move.

“Kill them.”

Qian Yuelong spoke softly.

The aura barrier surrounding Xue Qinghe and the other two dissipated.

The three of them sharpened their eyes, cherishing the opportunity Qian Yuelong had created for them, and unleashed the strongest attack they could currently unleash with their soul power.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Angel's Roar!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

"Fifth Soul Skill: Thorn Bone Spikes!"

Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo belatedly planned to go and provide support, only to find that their bodies, like Yu Xiaogang and the other two, were frozen in place and unable to move.

Ultimately, Dugu Bo, whose cultivation level gave him the upper hand, managed to raise his head slightly under the powerful manipulation of the monthly line, and saw the white crystal that had appeared on his head at some unknown time.

"...When was that...?"

Just as Xue Qinghe and the other two were about to kill Tang San and his companions with their soul skills, three giant black shadows tore through space and placed their skeletal bodies, burning with black flames, in front of them, blocking the attack!

"That's Gu Rong's fifth soul skill, Bone Dragon Illusion!"

The Serpent Spear Douluo's expression turned even uglier after recognizing the master of the soul skill.

Looking up, they saw that Tang San and his reinforcements had arrived.

The disciples of the four halls of the Tang Sect and the soul masters of the Four Elements Academy rushed towards them aggressively.

Led by Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi, the remaining disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School stepped onto the backs of a giant swift formed by several disciples of the Min Clan at the Soul King realm, leaving behind a trail of dazzling support.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also managed to escape the attack? The Royal Knights didn't stop them?"

Xue Qinghe's face turned ugly when he saw that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had also arrived.

"It's alright."

Qian Yuelong's frost-colored eyes reflected the approaching enemy Soul Masters, and she slightly raised her hand.

The moonlight within the divine realm manifested and began to converge towards Qian Yuelong.

"Leave them all behind."

The intense unease reached its peak after Qian Yuelong finished speaking.

The string in Tang San's mind snapped abruptly, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream:

"Don't come any closer—!"

"Run! Run!"

The explosions caused by various dazzling soul skills drowned out Tang San's hoarse and desperate shouts.

With her five fingers spread wide, Qian Yuelong watched as the Soul Masters, whose passage resembled a natural disaster, blasted the silver-gray ground with craters of varying depths.

Her expression remained unchanged; she merely made a downward pressing motion, her lips slightly parted, uttering two cold words:

"The Fallen Moon".

"Buzz—!"

Time seemed to be sped up, and all the shouts of fighting or the release of soul skills were stretched out infinitely.

The moon, suspended in the void, burst forth with intense light the instant Qian Yuelong finished speaking.

In a sudden burst of all-consuming white light—the high-hanging moon, carrying a terrifying, destructive force, ignited a white holy flame from beyond the heavens, crashing down upon the barren, gray earth with unstoppable momentum.

"boom--!!!"

A massive, pure white moon fell from the void, and just before its brilliant white light engulfed everything, the Divine Realm expelled Xue Qinghe and the other two, along with Tang San.