Fang Xuan had never planned on using the imperial edict to ascend the throne.
On the Douluo Plane, nothing was reliable—except absolute power.
Prince Xue Xing did control a hundred thousand soldiers and many powerful spirit masters. However, they were nothing in the face of Fang Xuan's invincible strength.
Deathgod Domain was activated, and a blood-red killing intent swept out like a tornado. The entire palace trembled violently. Hundreds of nobles and ministers were terrified, unable to withstand the pressure. One by one, they fell to the ground, trembling.
"How is this possible? How strong is this power?"
Prince Xue Xing's face was filled with shock. He couldn't bear Fang Xuan's terrifying killing intent, and his legs gave out as he knelt in the hall with a 'plop.' Beside him, Xue Beng was equally shocked and scared, collapsing like a pile of mud, unable to stand.
Fang Xuan sat high on the throne, his expression cold, his killing intent intense. He glanced icily at Xue Beng, Prince Xue Xing, and the nobles and ministers. There was no emotion in his eyes.
"Submit, or die."
Everyone was terrified. They lowered their heads and said, "We are willing to submit…"
"Fang Xuan, don't be too arrogant! You're an outsider, son of a lowly prostitute. Lowly blood flows in your veins. You have no right to be the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire!"
Prince Xue Xing's face twisted in rage. Seeing the hopeless situation, he grew hysterical and shouted, "Where are my men?!"
At that moment, Li Mu's eyes lit up.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A series of rapid sounds filled the air as a group of golden-robed figures appeared in the palace like lightning. They surrounded Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng, their bright spirit rings lighting the hall.
There were nine of them, each with eight spirit rings. All were Spirit Douluo, and their power was immense.
"With us here, who dares harm the prince?!"
"Annoying," Fang Xuan muttered coldly. A flash of cold light shot from his eyes as he punched out, shattering the void. In a single breath, he killed all nine Spirit Douluo. Blood splattered the palace.
Prince Xue Xing was stunned, frozen in shock. He had spent great effort raising his Spirit Douluo army, only for them to be wiped out instantly.
"What other tricks do you have? Use them all," Fang Xuan said coldly, his gaze making Prince Xue Xing tremble in fear.
"Huff… Now that it's come to this, I must fight to the death!"
Prince Xue Xing took a deep breath, his face contorting with desperation.
"Elder Jue! Kill the traitor, Fang Xuan…!"
This was Prince Xue Xing's final move, his strongest weapon. He didn't want to rely on Elder Jue, but Fang Xuan was too strong. Elder Jue demanded that the Heaven Dou Empire be split in half as his price.
Faced with Fang Xuan's overwhelming strength, Prince Xue Xing knew only Elder Jue could stop him.
"Keke… as you wish!"
Suddenly, eerie laughter echoed through the void. Before anyone could react, a ghostly old figure appeared in the palace.
He had long, blue, withered hair and a hunched, aged body. His presence reeked of decay, and his blood-red eyes gleamed like demons', filled with evil and cold malice.
This man was ancient, his entire body radiating a decaying aura of death. He seemed over a hundred years old, giving off an ominous presence.
The evil old man, whom Prince Xue Xing called "Elder Jue," let out a sharp, eerie laugh.
He looked at Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng, saying, "You both know the price I require. I want half of the Heaven Dou Empire. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure! Elder Jue, as long as you can kill Fang Xuan, we will split the Heaven Dou Empire with you!" Prince Xue Xing nodded thoughtfully.
"I'm not asking you. You're not the heir to the throne..." Elder Jue narrowed his eyes and focused on Xue Beng.
"I'm asking you, little prince!"
"Fine! Half it is!"
Xue Beng's eyes were red as he clenched his fists and glared coldly at Fang Xuan on the throne.
"I am the rightful heir. Fang Xuan is the traitor. Elder Jue, I'll give you half the Empire if you kill him!"
Since ancient times, imperial power struggles have been bloody. Brothers turned on each other, shedding blood for the throne. Xue Beng could no longer bear it—he was ready to fight for his rightful place.
"Good. A happy agreement..." Elder Jue laughed cruelly, his old face twisted with malice.
He turned toward Fang Xuan and sneered, "Haha, a young brat like him? I can kill him like a dog. When I was roaming the Douluo Continent, this boy hadn't even been born... Eh?!!"
Elder Jue suddenly froze when he saw the ten scarlet Spirit Rings on Fang Xuan's body. His eyes widened in shock.
"Ten... ten hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings?!!"
Elder Jue looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face filled with fear, and without saying another word, he turned and ran.
If a Titled Douluo had even one hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, they were considered peerless experts. But Fang Xuan had ten! How could they fight him? There was no choice but to run!
Elder Jue no longer cared about the Heaven Dou Empire. Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng could die for all he cared. His only thought now was to escape.
The scene's absurdity left everyone stunned; even Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng were dumbstruck.
"You think you can run after showing off?"
Fang Xuan snorted coldly. Lightning crackled around his body as he activated his Electromagnetic domain. Raising his right hand, he unleashed a massive Electromagnetic force, dragging Elder Jue, fleeing at high speed, back toward him. With a powerful, repulsive force, he killed Elder Jue instantly, shattering his body and splattering blood everywhere.
This was Prince Xue Xing's secret weapon—Elder Jue, a Rank 95 Transcendent Douluo. Yet, he was nothing to Fang Xuan, who killed him in one strike!
"Even Elder Jue…"
Seeing this, Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng were filled with despair. Their eyes brimming with fear, they looked at Fang Xuan as if he were a terrifying demon from hell.
"Have a safe journey."
Fang Xuan's expression remained cold as he calmly glanced at Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng. Without hesitation, he channeled his spirit power and instantly killed them both.
"Is there anyone else who is not convinced?"
His cold words echoed through the hall, sending a wave of terror through the crowd. No one dared to challenge Fang Xuan's authority anymore.
With Prince Xue Xing, Xue Beng, and even a Titled Douluo dead, no one was foolish enough to resist Fang Xuan. All the nobles bowed their heads in submission.
"Welcome the new Emperor. We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"
Everyone knelt in the throne room, bowing to Fang Xuan as one.
With that, the battle for the throne was over. Fang Xuan's iron-fisted methods crushed all resistance, and he ascended the throne, earning Emperor Xuan.
The Heaven Dou Empire had entered a new era of rule.