"What do you mean?"
Qian Renxue was surprised as the Holy Sword in her hand suddenly vibrated violently.
A surge of spirit power emerged from it for no apparent reason, as if it were sublimating her Angel Power.
Chu Feng smiled and said, "It means that for every person you kill now, you'll gain a level. After all, you must become a Titled Douluo before you can become a god."
"Huh?"
Qian Renxue didn't quite understand, but Chu Feng had already charged into the crowd.
Because the Goredrinker Battleaxe was thirsty, Chu Feng couldn't wait to test its power.
The noble Spirit Masters were dismissive, merely manifesting their ordinary Spirit Abilities to defend themselves.
They even threw out mocking remarks one after another.
"A bunch of low-lifes, thinking they can challenge our authority?"
"Do you think just because you picked up a few cheap kills, Heaven Dou truly lacks strength?"
"Under the brilliant guidance of the Emperor and the Fourth Highness, you are doomed to—"
The crowd chattered on incessantly, but the axe showed no mercy; it was there to kill.
The one who didn't finish his sentence had his head fly a hundred meters away, bursting like a watermelon.
The thud as it hit the ground shook the entire hall; it was the fury of the divine force's aftershock.
Xue Beng turned his stiff neck blankly, looking at the scene with immense terror.
The ordinary soldiers retreated in unison, their armor clanging as they jostled against each other.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Masters frantically unleashed their so-called strongest techniques—not to counter-attack, but to save their own lives.
With them in such disarray, Chu Feng easily let his axe drink several hundred liters of blood.
Based on the death toll at the scene, it had long exceeded a hundred, but the lives of ordinary soldiers meant nothing to the royal nobility.
Thus, Xue Beng merely swallowed hard and continued to shout at the top of his lungs, "For the glory of Heaven Dou, do not be afraid!"
Qian Renxue observed everything, and her attitude toward Chu Feng began to shift.
Looking at the current situation, killing two thousand people didn't seem unrealistic; in fact, it seemed quite easy.
So? Killing really could grant levels?
Just as Qian Renxue thought this, she threw her Holy Sword, randomly harvesting a low-health enemy.
The spirit power within her surged instantly, and with a flash, she gained a level.
Is it really this effective? Qian Renxue tried a few more times, and in a flash, she had gained ten levels.
That's right; the process of going from Spirit Ancestor to Spirit Emperor only took her about thirty seconds.
Qian Renxue was stunned; her understanding of the continent's Spirit Master system had been overturned.
"Understood now?"
Chu Feng looked back, looking heroic and imposing. He knew Qian Renxue was exceptionally gifted and wouldn't disappoint him.
"Yeah..."
Qian Renxue was too excited to know what to say.
"And your sword has been enhanced as well. These are all gifts from the god."
Chu Feng continued to speak with joy.
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up; she truly felt that the Holy Sword's strength was far greater than before.
Furthermore, the mental fatigue and spirit power depletion from her bloody battle just now had been fully restored.
Now, Qian Renxue's battle Spirit was completely ignited, bringing her closer and closer to the Angel God she imagined.
She brandished her sword solemnly and declared boldly, "Who dares to take a step forward?"
Well, there really were those who weren't afraid of death.
After all, some nobles believed themselves to be the favorites of heaven, carrying out the will of heaven and exercising divine right.
Thus, they were arrogant and dismissive, never believing that low-lifes could actually kill them.
Consequently, a row of individuals wearing gold-trimmed Spirit Master robes stepped forward.
Xue Beng was no longer calm. Though his morale had crumbled, he had to bite the bullet to maintain the royal face.
"You are all of loyal Heaven Dou bloodlines and royal nobility; there is no need for you to act."
After saying that, he forcibly ordered another group of soldiers to rush to the front.
Xue Beng's actions perfectly matched his trashy character; he was protecting the most unshakable imperial power of the Heaven Dou Empire.
If those in the golden robes died, the prestige of the imperial family would be greatly diminished.
Thus, Chu Feng spoke impassionedly, "Human lives are divided into ranks in Heaven Dou? It seems your three brothers deserved to die."
"Their deaths allowed your filthy imperial power to survive until now, yet you haven't a shred of remorse."
"You think I covet your throne? No, I am here to destroy you."
Chu Feng's passionate declaration echoed through the hall as he surged forward with his giant axe like a massive tidal wave.
He wanted to dye all the rotten wood here with a deep, indelible crimson.
Qian Renxue's heart also swelled with emotion as she charged into the crowd with her sword.
Axe to the east, sword to the west; in an instant, red rain scattered in all directions.
Those golden-robed Spirit Masters were like terrified souls, all summoning their Spirit Avatars to resist.
Since the Heaven Dou royal family's inherited Spirit was the Swan, chosen for its nobility...
The nobles weren't much better; their Spirits were also things like Magpies, White Doves, Flamingos, and Peacocks.
These animals were pure and white, serving as good tools for the Heaven Dou royal family to embellish themselves.
Naturally, they had little combat power.
Even if their spirit power was at the Spirit Douluo level, it was useless; they were nothing more than bloated wastes.
Consequently, Qian Renxue seemed to go into a killing frenzy. Whenever her Holy Sword drew near someone, it would slash out with a flash of red light.
Chu Feng stayed right behind her to provide support, his Goredrinker Battleaxe absorbing blood until it shone like a crimson sun.
The ultra-luxurious golden robes customized for the royalty were all soaked in blood.
They now understood one truth: the so-called "Heavenly Way" they believed in was actually a complete joke.
By this time, Xue Beng's eyes were bloodshot, and he watched everything with a face as ashen as death.
Blood flowed like a river, the royal prestige collapsed, the Empire was no more, and its end was certain.
"I refuse to accept this! You are defying the Heavenly Way!"
"How can the foundation of the Heaven Dou Empire, built over hundreds of years, be destroyed and seized by you?"
"I will kill you!"
Xue Beng finally couldn't help himself and charged forward personally.
At this point, no soldiers went to stop him.
After all, who would throw away their life for a powerless guy who thought so highly of himself?
However, Xue Beng's momentum was still quite strong as he charged directly at Qian Renxue.
Those golden-robed Spirit Masters even actively stepped aside, leaving him a path to prove his "Imperial Heart."
But to Qian Renxue, he was like an ant.
Imperial Heart? More like a foolish heart.
"Titled Douluo?"
When Xue Beng was only half a meter from Qian Renxue, his face was filled with horror, and he wanted to stop.
But it was too late. Qian Renxue's sword had already pierced straight through Xue Beng's heart, clean and efficient.
"Thank you for coming to your death on purpose. Safe travels, and goodbye."
Qian Renxue withdrew her sword as a flash of red passed before her eyes. She gave a slight smile; this happened to be her three-hundredth kill.
Furthermore, she had reached the BUFF limit a few minutes ago and was now very proficient in utilizing the spirit power of a Titled Douluo.
Once Xue Beng died, the soldiers scattered and fled, while the golden-robed ones also ran off to find their true master.
That would be Emperor Xue Ye, that old dog hiding behind the scenes. Surprisingly, he hadn't appeared even after his son's death.
To be able to make such a decision amidst the fields of corpses, he was either cold-blooded or a coward.
As Chu Feng was thinking, an unfamiliar sword qi suddenly blasted open half of the hall door, filled with thick killing intent.
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