The War God Hall was situated at the peak of the highest mountain in the Western Hills of Mingdu.
The entire structure was cleverly embedded within the mountain body, divided into eighteen levels, also known as the Eighteen Levels of Purgatory.
Each level was guarded by a War God, while Level Zero served as the daily activity area for reserve War Gods and War God Hall members.
When Fang Yang and Gu Yuena arrived at the War God Hall, the gates opened accordingly.
"Respectfully welcoming Speaker Fang."
The War God Hall Master, Sky Crosser Douluo Guan Yue, spoke in a resonant voice.
Behind him, eighteen War God-level powerhouses including Vast Sun Douluo, Emperor Sword Douluo, and Dark Emperor Douluo stood solemnly in two rows, their magnificent momentum awe-inspiring.
Fang Yang's gaze swept calmly across everyone, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you all for welcoming me."
Guan Yue's expression was solemn: "Speaker Fang has personally come to the War God Hall. May I ask what instructions you have?"
"Become my subordinates."
Fang Yang was direct and to the point, his voice calm and unwavering, stating a matter as ordinary as fact.
At these words, all the War Gods' expressions changed.
Even the usually composed Guan Yue furrowed his brow slightly, clearly not expecting Fang Yang to be so direct.
"This..."
Guan Yue pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the War Gods behind him, "Speaker Fang, this matter is of great importance, I'm afraid..."
"Speak your mind."
Fang Yang stood with hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
Guan Yue spoke in a deep voice: "Speaker Fang, we eighteen War Gods have always only obeyed true powerhouses. If the War God Hall is to submit, unless..."
"Very well."
Fang Yang nodded before he could finish, "Since that's the case, let strength do the talking."
He stepped into the air, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, and in the blink of an eye was suspended in mid-air.
Facing the overwhelming momentum of eighteen War Gods, Fang Yang's expression remained calm.
"All of you, come at me together."
When these words left his mouth, the entire scene erupted in uproar!
Challenging eighteen War Gods of the War God Hall with his own strength alone? This was simply madness!
Gu Yuena said nothing, only retreating several steps.
There was not the slightest worry in her eyes, only absolute trust in Fang Yang.
Guan Yue also furrowed his brow slightly: "Speaker Fang, I advise you to reconsider carefully. When we eighteen War Gods join forces, this is no joking matter."
"Whether I'm overconfident, we'll know once we try." Fang Yang smiled indifferently.
No spirit rings appeared, no aura erupted, yet the entire heaven and earth fell silent.
An invisible pressure quietly spread, causing every War God present to feel a trace of heart palpitations.
"Then forgive our offense!"
Guan Yue shouted in a deep voice, "Brothers, release your martial souls!"
In an instant, eighteen brilliant beams of light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire Western Hill peak as if it were broad daylight.
Guan Yue's four-word battle armor instantly attached to his body. The Sky Crosser Divine Spear in his hand hummed, its tip pointing straight at the heavens.
Sun Douluo's body erupted with scorching radiance, like a blazing sun rising, as a golden imperial sword slowly condensed in his hand.
Dark Emperor Douluo's figure was possessed by the Dark Emperor Dragon, emitting a heart-palpitating dark aura.
The eighteen War Gods each released their powerful martial souls. Their vast soul power fluctuations caused the entire Western Hill to tremble slightly.
Colorful spirit rings intertwined in the air, forming a breathtaking scene.
Nine-ring spirit rings rose one after another, among them several red spirit rings.
The eighteen War Gods of the War God Hall—each was a Titled Douluo who shook a region with their might, and among them were even Super Douluo.
Such strength was truly worthy of being the Sun-Moon Federation's core power.
Fang Yang remained suspended in mid-air. Facing this heaven-shaking momentum, his expression was calm as still water.
"Come."
The eighteen War Gods each displayed their ultimate techniques, their countless soul skills pouring down upon Fang Yang like raindrops.
"Spatial barrier." Fang Yang spoke softly, slowly raising one hand.
A silver light flashed, and an invisible spatial barrier unfolded. All soul skills vanished the instant they touched the barrier.
In the next moment, the eighteen War Gods' pupils contracted sharply, staring in disbelief at this scene. Their soul skills had been so easily neutralized?
Fang Yang spoke indifferently: "If this is your strength, then I'm truly disappointed."
"Continue the attack!"
Guan Yue shouted, and the Sky Crosser Divine Spear erupted with even more brilliant light.
The eighteen War Gods launched another attack. This time they held nothing back, using their signature techniques.
The light of soul skills illuminated the entire sky, and the fluctuations of soul power caused space itself to begin distorting.
Yet no matter how powerful the attacks, they disappeared without a trace the instant they touched the spatial barrier.
Fang Yang remained suspended in mid-air, his expression calm. He spoke softly.
"My turn."
As his words fell, the surrounding space began to distort.
The eighteen War Gods suddenly discovered they couldn't move, as if bound by invisible chains in mid-air.
"Spatial imprisonment."
Fang Yang's voice remained calm, yet it made every War God feel heart palpitations.
Guan Yue struggled with all his might, his four-word battle armor shining brilliantly, yet found he couldn't move a fraction.
The other War Gods were in the same situation, completely imprisoned in place.
At this moment, the eighteen War Gods finally understood that Fang Yang's strength had exceeded the scope of their comprehension.
This was no longer power that a Titled Douluo could possess, but had reached the legendary divine level.
Fang Yang slowly descended to the ground, and the spatial imprisonment was lifted accordingly.
The eighteen War Gods regained their freedom, yet not one dared to attack again. The way they looked at Fang Yang was filled with reverence.
Guan Yue was the first to kneel on one knee, bowing his head and speaking respectfully, "Sky Crosser Douluo Guan Yue, willing to submit to Speaker Fang!"
The other seventeen War Gods, seeing this, also knelt on one knee in unison, speaking together: "We are willing to submit to Speaker Fang!"
Their voices shook the heavens, echoing through the mountain range. The eighteen War Gods of the War God Hall had submitted.
Fang Yang nodded slightly.
"Rise. From today onward, the War God Hall will still be commanded by Guan Yue, taking orders directly from me."
"Yes!"
The eighteen War Gods responded in unison, no longer any hesitation in their voices.
Gu Yuena slowly walked to Fang Yang's side and spoke softly.
"Congratulations."
"Mm."
Fang Yang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across everyone, "The War God Hall's duties remain unchanged—continue to safeguard the Federation's security. However, when necessary, you must obey my dispatch."
"We respectfully obey the Speaker's command!" Guan Yue responded solemnly.
"Very good."
Fang Yang nodded slightly, "Next, I need you to cooperate in completing the Federation's great undertaking of unification."
"Yes!"
The War Gods responded in unison.
Gu Yuena stood at his side and spoke softly: "What do you plan to do next?"
"First, integrate the powers of the Douluo Continent."
Fang Yang's gaze looked into the distance, "The Spirit Pagoda, Tang Sect, Star Luo Empire, Tian Dou Empire... these powers all need to be dealt with."
Guan Yue stepped forward: "Lord Speaker, the War God Hall is at your disposal at any time."
Fang Yang nodded slightly, "You all should first make combat preparations and stand by awaiting orders."
"Yes!"
The War Gods responded in unison.
Fang Yang turned around, looking at the gradually whitening horizon in the distance, "A new era is approaching. I hope you will not disappoint me."
The War Gods responded in unison, watching the departing figures of Fang Yang and Gu Yuena.
They understood in their hearts that the entire pattern of the Douluo Continent would undergo earth-shaking changes.
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