Lu Feng and his group stepped into the Imperial Palace, the scene before them lamentable.
The majesty of the Imperial Palace was long gone; several halls were destroyed beyond recognition. Among the ruins and broken walls, soldiers were busily clearing the debris.
"The dignified Imperial City was smashed like this. What a disgrace," Lu Feng muttered to himself, a trace of mockery in his tone.
The group arrived in front of a still-intact grand hall but was stopped by a soldier.
"Stop! His Majesty is receiving treatment; no one is allowed to approach!" the soldier shouted coldly, holding his long spear across his chest, his gaze vigilant.
Yang Wudi frowned, took a step forward, and raised his hand for a slap.
"Blind dog eyes! How dare you block the Third Prince!"
The soldier staggered from the hit, covering his face, but still insisted, "Third Prince, this is the Great Consecrated Priest's order. This subordinate dares not disobey. Please do not make things difficult for me."
Yang Wudi snorted coldly, his vigorous soul power erupting instantly. Niu Gao followed closely, releasing his Martial Soul.
Two powerful pressures swept out like a gale, directly knocking the blocking soldiers flying, forcefully opening a path.
"Presumptuous!"
A deep voice came from inside the hall.
Immediately after, two figures appeared at the door.
The Great Consecrated Priest and the Second Consecrated Priest appeared simultaneously, possessing their White Tiger Martial Souls, eight soul rings circling around them.
The Great Consecrated Priest was thin, and his White Tiger Martial Soul looked somewhat malnourished. The Second Consecrated Priest was a fatty; his round figure matched with the White Tiger Martial Soul made him look like a fat tiger.
Both were from the branch families of the Dai clan, and their strength was not to be underestimated.
"Third Prince, why are you causing trouble here?" the Great Consecrated Priest questioned coldly, his gaze like a knife.
Lu Feng smiled faintly, his tone calm. "I heard Imperial Father was heavily injured. As a son and Prince, I naturally have to care about his injuries."
Changing the subject, his eyes suddenly became cold. "The Great Consecrated Priest blocking me, could it be there is some unspeakable secret?"
The Great Consecrated Priest frowned tightly and snorted coldly. "His Majesty's injuries are severe and allow for no mishaps. Third Prince, please consider the big picture."
Seeing this, the Second Consecrated Priest hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over.
He touched his big belly and said with a smile, "Third Prince, we didn't mean to block you. It's just that the Imperial Palace was just attacked, and it's hard to guarantee there aren't villains lurking. To ensure His Majesty's safety, we have to act cautiously."
The Great Consecrated Priest snorted coldly and said, "The Clear Sky Clan has no enmity with Star Luo. Tang Hao suddenly attacked the Imperial Palace; there must be something strange about this. We are still investigating."
"Before that, we need to ensure the absolute safety of His Majesty the Emperor," the Great Consecrated Priest said solemnly.
In his eyes, the Emperor was the most important.
Even the Third Prince had no right to interfere with his decision before the matter was investigated clearly.
Moreover, regarding this incident, he felt very ashamed deep down.
The dignified Star Luo Imperial City was actually beaten to its home base, and the attacker was allowed to escape. It was truly a loss of face.
If it weren't for his wife having matters to attend to and leaving Star Luo City, under the Netherworld White Tiger fusion skill, he was confident he could have killed Tang Hao here.
If there were two more Consecrated Priests, Tang Hao definitely couldn't have left so dashingly.
Furthermore, Tang Hao had lurked for so long without triggering the secret sentries; it was truly incredible.
All phenomena indicated that he definitely had an insider.
Lu Feng took a step forward and teased, "Great Consecrated Priest, do you mean I am also within your scope of suspicion?"
"I dare not," the Great Consecrated Priest cupped his hands.
"Hmph." Lu Feng sneered. Suddenly, a layer of pale blue light screen rose from his feet, enveloping the few people within it. Everything outside seemed cut off, and even sounds disappeared.
From the outside, the few people seemed to have vanished into thin air.
"Third Prince, what is the meaning of this?" The Great Consecrated Priest frowned.
He discovered that in this space, his perception of the outside world was cut off. He couldn't even sense the Martial Soul connection with his wife.
"This is... a domain?" The Great Consecrated Priest's pupils shrank, shocked inwardly.
Lu Feng didn't answer. With a flip of his hand, two crystal-clear soul bones appeared.
One was the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, emitting a gentle aura.
The other was a left leg bone, entirely dark cyan, its luster restrained, but the powerful and violent energy fluctuations were enough to startle anyone.
"This is...!"
The Great Consecrated Priest and Second Consecrated Priest exclaimed simultaneously, their eyes full of disbelief.
They couldn't help but be surprised. Their four Soul Douluo couldn't stop Tang Hao, but the Third Prince snatched this hundred-thousand-year soul bone back.
Simply unbelievable.
Moreover, there was now an extra soul bone.
The Great Consecrated Priest stared tightly at that left leg bone. In his perception, the age of this soul bone was absolutely not lower than sixty thousand years.
Lu Feng coughed lightly, waking the two from their shock.
"The hundred-thousand-year soul bone was snatched by me from Tang Hao. And this extra one is the Clear Sky Clan's inheritance soul bone."
"What!" The two fell into shock again.
"You killed Tang Hao?" The Great Consecrated Priest's voice trembled, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.
Lu Feng shook his head, pretending to be helpless. "Tang Hao's strength is formidable; I am not his opponent. Even though he was heavily injured, he still escaped."
"However, I cut off one of his legs. This soul bone is the spoil of war."
Lu Feng wouldn't admit he killed Tang Hao. If he remembered correctly, the Clear Sky Clan currently had five Titled Douluo.
Just one Tang Hao made the Star Luo Empire so wretched. If five Titled Douluo attacked simultaneously, Lu Feng would probably have to change his identity and run away again.
"Ai, what a pity. Cutting the grass without removing the roots leaves endless trouble." The Great Consecrated Priest sighed.
His tone became somewhat peaceful as he looked at Lu Feng and asked doubtfully, "May I ask the Third Prince, what is your current soul power level?"
Even with a broken arm, Tang Hao's soul power was genuinely that of a Soul Douluo. Even if he had only one breath left, he wasn't someone an ordinary Soul Master could deal with. Let alone snatching two soul bones from his hands.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly, soul power surging.
Two yellow, two purple, two black—six soul rings slowly floated up from his feet.
"Soul Emperor!" The Great Consecrated Priest and Second Consecrated Priest spoke in unison.
Even Yang Wudi and Niu Gao, seeing Lu Feng's six soul rings again, were shocked in their hearts.
An eighteen-year-old Soul Emperor, unheard of.
Especially the powerful aura emitted by that sixth soul ring, surprising everyone. In Yang Wudi's perception, its age was on par with his own eighth soul ring.
"Hahaha, the Martial Emperor manifests his spirit! Heaven bless Star Luo, Heaven bless Star Luo!" The Great Consecrated Priest instantly burst into tears.
At the same time, the Second Consecrated Priest said excitedly, "The Third Prince advancing to Soul Emperor cultivation at the age of eighteen is simply the rebirth of the Martial Emperor."
Both Consecrated Priests were from the Dai family. Although from branch families, their ancestors were from the same lineage as 'Dai Mubai'.
How could they not be excited when a peerless genius appeared among the younger generation?
At this moment, Lu Feng asked, "Two Consecrated Priests, how are the Emperor's injuries?"
The Great Consecrated Priest and Second Consecrated Priest looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.
The Second Consecrated Priest patted his big belly and said, "The Emperor's injuries are very severe. Now it all depends on several healing Soul Masters taking turns to treat him. Moreover, even if he is saved, he might only be able to lie in bed in the future."
Hearing this, a trace of imperceptible laughter flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, but he put on a grief-stricken look on his face. "This is truly... too saddening."
"Ai," the Second Consecrated Priest sighed heavily, his eyes instantly revealing a trace of pain.
"His Majesty the Emperor had a glorious and magnificent life. If he can only be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life, it would truly be more uncomfortable than killing him." The Second Consecrated Priest said sorrowfully.
At this moment, the Great Consecrated Priest knelt on one knee and said respectfully to Lu Feng, "The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. Please, Third Prince, preside over the big picture."
Seeing this, the Second Consecrated Priest also knelt down. "Please, Third Prince, preside over the big picture."
At the same time, Yang Wudi and Niu Gao also knelt down simultaneously.
Seeing this, Lu Feng sighed, his eyes full of heaviness. "In that case, for the great cause of the Star Luo Empire, I can only inherit the throne."