Chapter 230: Di Tian: My Lord, Please Use Your Brain!
The Southern Legion was not the most powerful of the Federation's armies, but without doubt, it was the wealthiest.
This was because the Southern Legion was supported and financed by a coalition of powerful noble families.
Although the former Empire had conquered the Douluo Continent long ago, it could never fully suppress the resurgence of the old nobility.
As long as even one member of those bloodlines survived, the inheritance of their martial souls would guarantee their rise once more.
All it took was a single Title Douluo from a noble house to erase generations of decline.
After the Sun-Moon Empire swept through the continent, the surviving nobles allied with the remnants of Star Luo, Heaven Dou, and Dou Spirit empires. To win their allegiance, the Federation granted them substantial benefits—reforming them into loyal military supporters.
Thus, the Southern Legion rose again.
Supported by these families and overflowing with wealth, the legion's advancement in soul-guided technology quickly outpaced other divisions.
Le Zheng'en had personally commanded the Southern Legion for forty years, making it second only to the Central Legion in strength.
Stationed in the south, it stood vigil across the sea from the Star Luo and Heaven Dou continents.
The moment Long Yeyue appeared, golden armor enveloped Le Zheng'en's body. A colossal sword formed in his grasp, and three pairs of radiant white wings spread behind him—each feather etched with immaculate precision, gleaming like forged steel.
"Anyone who takes one step forward—kill them!"
He was not only the Legion Commander but also the Patriarch of the Angel Clan.
The Angel Clan, rumored to descend from the ancient Spirit Hall's lineage, had always produced at least one Super Douluo per generation.
It was even said that they retained a fragment of the long-lost Angel God's divine position.
Among all southern families, they were undeniably the foremost house.
Now, even past ninety years old, Le Zheng'en still possessed the strength of a Level 99 Limit Douluo—a half-god.
"Le Zheng'en, you are no match for this old woman," said Long Yeyue coldly.
"I only wish to reclaim what rightfully belongs to Shrek Academy!"
Watching the radiant flow of life energy vanish before her eyes, Long Yeyue could no longer restrain herself.
She shot past Le Zheng'en in a blur of power.
Even among Limit Douluo, disparities existed.
And with her twin martial souls and near-divine strength, she was not to be underestimated.
"You—!"
Le Zheng'en's face darkened. Shrek Academy truly had no respect left for the Federation.
Despite his age, anger surged within him so violently that he nearly ordered his entire legion north to raze Shrek to the ground.
"Huh?"
As Long Yeyue surged forward, aura unleashed, chasing after the pulse of life energy—space itself suddenly tore open.
A colossal, ice-cold dragon claw thrust out, slamming toward her.
"Di Tian! How dare you!"
Long Yeyue reacted instinctively, summoning her martial soul to block the strike.
"Di Tian, as a soul beast, do you intend to interfere in human affairs?"
But Di Tian himself didn't even appear.
He was sitting leisurely within the Spirit Transferring Tower in Star Dou City, attacking from thousands of miles away.
His mastery over spatial power had long since surpassed the realm of mortals.
"You call yourself human?"
That casual remark from Di Tian immediately enraged Long Yeyue.
Ever since her husband's passing, her mental state had been unstable. Even Yun Ming had always treated her gently because of it.
Unlike Yun Ming, this old woman never listened to reason.
Was it just him, or did all of Shrek's old women have the same temperament?
"Beast!"
Long Yeyue cursed under her breath, and in an instant, the head of a massive black dragon materialized above her.
"You think you're the only one of darkness? I am the Dark Saint Dragon!"
Her martial soul unfurled with a roar that shook the heavens—but what was a mere Dark Saint Dragon compared to the pure bloodline of the true dragon race, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King?
The Dark Saint Dragon represented only the pinnacle of dark attribute martial souls.
But the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King was one of the Nine Dragon Kings, possessing the bloodline of the Dark Dragon King—master of darkness and destruction itself.
Utterly laughable.
A smirk crossed Di Tian's face.
"Begone."
With that single word, his dragon manifestation swooped down, its shadow swallowing Long Yeyue whole.
Her vision went black, and when she reopened her eyes—she was already back inside Shrek Academy.
"Damn it!" she hissed.
Elsewhere, the powerful concentration of life energy had drawn attention from all across the continent.
But once the Federation confirmed its origin from another plane, most could only gaze with envy toward Star Dou City.
How fortunate the soul beasts were!
Even Douluo Academy had been drawn by the spectacle.
Located not far from the Star Dou Forest, they watched as the pure life energy flowed into the Lake of Life, revitalizing the entire region.
Plants blossomed, the air shimmered with vitality—life flourished once more.
In Brigitte's arms, the dragon egg greedily absorbed the energy, while Feng Wu transformed into a blazing phoenix, perching on a newly transplanted parasol tree by the lake. Its fiery-red leaves burned brilliantly with the essence of life.
Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory of Douluo Academy, Gu Yue and Xuedi exchanged puzzled looks.
They had no idea what was happening.
Gu Yue sent a quick message, and Di Tian quickly explained the plan.
["For the sake of soul beasts, I tread carefully."]: "My Lord, the Federation has discovered a new plane—called the Demon Plane. They're in the process of conquering it. Once it's fully devoured, I imagine the Douluo Plane will evolve further."
When the Douluo Plane absorbed the Abyssal Plane, its life essence advanced significantly, raising the cultivation ceiling for soul masters from Level 99 to Level 120.
Though the Demon Plane was weaker than the Abyss, breaking the next limit might not be impossible.
["For the sake of soul beasts, I tread carefully."]: "My Lord, this development benefits humans… but for us soul beasts, it's far too slow."
Even if the planet's overall life level rose, soul beasts could never match humanity's rapid rate of advancement. Their only boon was longevity.
But the greatest hurdle remained—the million-year heavenly tribulation.
At ninety thousand years of cultivation, Di Tian's power already matched a Level 100 human, but what then?
Someday humans would reach Levels 110 or even 120. When that happened, could beasts still compete?
The trial of one million years was a wall he could never cross.
Their only hope lay in their Lord ascending to true Dragon Godhood—to shatter the heavens and grant his kind a path to survival.
Otherwise, when humanity surpassed them completely, how long could the balance last?
Balance was the only guarantee of peace.
After thousands of years among humans, Di Tian understood their nature and cunning deeply.
Gu Yue nodded. "I see."
Then she paused.
"That Jiang Chen… is he also in the Demon Plane?"
Di Tian: ???
So everything I just said—you didn't hear a single word of it?!
(END CHAPTER)
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