The intense, dazzling white light dominated the entire field of vision.
When faced with blindingly bright light, people instinctively close their eyes to avoid or alleviate the irritation caused by the light.
Tang San didn't know what happened in the God Realm afterward.
Weakened, he was expelled from the divine realm a second before he fell to the moon. The divine realm, shrouded in a white mist containing special power, was inaccessible and would repel anyone who approached, regardless of friend or foe.
All he knew was that after the ground trembled violently, the pale divine realm slowly dissipated.
Qian Yuelong and the other two Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall disappeared.
Xue Qinghe was covered in blood for some reason, his golden hair disheveled as he sat up, looking like he was seriously injured.
The palace floor, paved with expensive, hard ore, was not extensively damaged; only traces of their battle with Qian Yuelong and her companions remained.
Tang San couldn't understand how, with such a massive attack, the palace grounds hadn't suffered any significant damage.
But he soon found himself with no time to think about the problem anymore.
With a deathly pale face, Tang San staggered forward, his eyes bloodshot. He knelt beside the three inhuman-looking teachers, his hands trembling as he reached out and pulled back the torso that had been smashed away—the legs were still vaguely recognizable—and placed it on the mangled, almost unrecognizable lower half of Yu Xiaogang's body, which had been blasted apart by the terrifying force. A suppressed, beast-like whimper escaped his throat.
Because of their extraordinary cultivation, Flander and Liu Erlong, even though they were missing limbs like Yu Xiaogang, still had slight rises and falls in their chests.
Among the three, Yu Xiaogang, whose soul power was the lowest, showed no fluctuations in his chest or pulse.
His teacher really died.
Realizing this, Tang San stiffly raised his head.
Around him lay a mess of scattered corpses and surviving but heavily wounded allies.
For example, there were the titled Douluo Dugu Bo and Gu Rong, who used all their strength to defend against the moon's fall in the last second, and Ning Fengzhi, who provided full support, as well as the four hall masters of the Tang Sect who banded together.
Dugu Bo's scales were almost completely shattered, and he was critically injured and on the verge of death, clinging to life.
Even with the ultimate amplification from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, the ancient banyan tree was still severely injured and didn't even have the strength to support itself.
Although the leader of the Fourth Hall survived by chance, he also fainted. It seemed that all the meridians in his body were broken, and he kept oozing out bright red blood, which quickly gathered on the ground into a chilling pool of blood.
A surge of intense killing intent and grief overwhelmed Tang San. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Xue Qinghe, who was clutching his chest and coughing incessantly, looking quite badly injured. The deep-seated hatred had clouded his judgment.
He staggered to his feet, pulled a long sword from his soul tool at his waist, and stabbed it fiercely at Xue Qinghe.
"Go to hell!"
"Can't..."
Ning Fengzhi, who had collapsed a hundred meters away, saw this scene and weakly cried out.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The late-arriving Heavenly Dou Royal Knights and the other Imperial Guards guarding the palace all witnessed Tang San wielding a sharp weapon, attempting to assassinate their blood-covered Crown Prince.
"Traitor, cease your arrogance!"
"Capture the traitor!"
The arriving Imperial Guard captain and the three captains of the Heavenly Dou Royal Knights spoke in unison.
Royal knights and guards in sturdy armor swarmed forward from behind.
...They've fallen for their trap...
Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes wearily.
......
The captain of the Imperial Guard went to confirm the bodies of the Fourth Prince Xue Beng and Emperor Xue Ye.
The three commanders of the Royal Knights and other Royal Knights with high soul power guarded Xue Qinghe closely, keeping a close watch on him.
"Your Highness, we are late in coming to your rescue! Please punish us!"
The four captains and leaders who had the authority to speak knelt on the ground to apologize.
Xue Qinghe coughed twice, his fist half-clenched, wiping away the trace of blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips. His voice was hoarse and weak, filled with sorrow as he said, "It's not your fault... it's just that we didn't discover the ambitions of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Shrek Academy... As for them..."
Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Fengzhi and the others, who were speechless and had their necks held to their throats by the knights, and his eyes reddened again. As if he was thinking of the teacher-student relationship they once had, he said, "No matter what the teacher's reason is... let's put soul power binding shackles on them first and put them in custody."
After all, they still need to give an explanation to the other stubborn old ministers of the Heavenly Dou royal family and make them take the blame.
"The rest of you, check if anyone is still alive. If so... dispose of them on the spot. Just capture the ringleader, cough cough cough!"
After saying that, Xue Qinghe coughed violently again.
"Your Highness, please take care of your health! Where is the healing-type Soul Master? Hasn't he arrived yet?!"
One of the regimental commanders raised his eyebrows and urged them on.
Having exhausted all his strength, Ning Fengzhi gazed deeply at his beloved student whom he had taught for many years, but ultimately could not utter a word.
The members of the Heavenly Dou royal family, who learned that Emperor Xueye and the only two princes, Xue Beng, had died in the attack, could no longer sit still.
Prince Xuexing, in particular, fainted on the night he received the news and was absent from the important meeting where other ministers and members of the royal family discussed whether Xue Qinghe should be directly appointed to the throne.
Some die-hard members of the royal family still harbored doubts.
But they couldn't get to Ning Fengzhi and his group.
Because Tang San and the others were kidnapped from prison in the middle of the night after they were imprisoned.
This was, of course, within Xue Qinghe and Qian Yuelong's calculations.
They didn't expect to imprison some Soul Masters with backgrounds and connections with a Soul Power Shackle; what they wanted was for them to be rescued from prison.
With the most crucial figures, Emperor Xueye and Xue Beng, dead and unable to testify, and Tang San being witnessed in the assassination attempt, he has no way to explain himself. Coupled with this prison break, Tang San and his companions have been confirmed to have committed the crimes of killing Emperor Xueye and attempting to harm the Heaven Dou royal family.
What the royal family is worried about now is what to do now that they have lost the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Shrek Academy, their two major backers, and there is no force within the royal family with a Title Douluo.
Keep in mind that the neighboring Star Luo Empire is also eyeing us covetously.
This has severely weakened the Heavenly Dou Empire, and they might take the opportunity to invade the borders of Heavenly Dou and occupy its territory!
The worried members of the royal family and the still-injured crown prince discussed this for several days.
At a loss for what to do.
The Martial Spirit Hall, which had been keeping a low profile in the capital, suddenly sent people to the door, openly and honestly offering their help.
The Heavenly Dou Clan members: "?"
Sending warmth?
It's probably like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken!
Whether they like it or not, their royal family now only has Xue Qinghe as their young and promising prince, and they can't afford to have any more mishaps!
Just as they were on high alert, fearing that the Spirit Hall might take advantage of the situation, the Platinum Bishop, who had arrived with a pile of precious medicinal herbs and tonics, along with two Soul Emperor-level healing-type Soul Masters, suddenly spoke:
"There is one more thing, which the Holy Maiden asked me to inquire about privately."
Heavenly Dou Clan: "Holy Maiden?"
"Ahem, the Holy Maiden wanted to pass on a message to His Highness the Crown Prince. She said she doesn't blame him for concealing his identity from her. In her eyes, Tianhe is Tianhe, and Xue Qinghe is also Tianhe. If they are still... well, that's hard to say."
The Platinum Archbishop gave a knowing look, and continued with a complicated expression of being "a delicate flower being taken advantage of":
"Anyway, the gist of it is that once His Highness the Crown Prince has recovered somewhat, someone will send a message to the Martial Soul Temple. The Holy Maiden will be waiting for His Highness at the usual place."
The members of the Heavenly Dou Clan exchanged glances, their eyes revealing astonishment.
Their crown prince... he's something else...
When did he steal the heart of the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall?!
—A side note—
Qian Yuelong: Upon closer inspection, Tang San's previous script was usable. Now, this "love at first sight" script is hers.
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