In the mysterious and dangerous Demon Forest, the Evil Eye Tyrant was already on the verge of collapse under Xiao Yan's series of powerful attacks. Its huge body was suspended in the air, and its single eye, which originally exuded a terrifying aura, was now flashing black and white light alternately, appearing dim and powerless.

The Evil Eye Tyrant was filled with resentment. It roared and tried to make a final struggle: "No! I am the pure blood of the Evil Eye clan, how could I be defeated by a tiny human like you!" But its resistance seemed so futile in front of Xiao Yan's powerful strength.

Xiao Yan looked at the evil-eyed tyrant in front of him, without any slackness in his heart. He knew very well that this final moment was the most crucial. "Since the power of destiny has chosen me, I will end it all!" Xiao Yan's eyes were firm, and the fighting spirit in his body was like a surging wave.

The Eye of Destiny, which was filled with black and white light, once again shone with dazzling rose-gold light. A layer of twisted rose-gold ripples, with Xiao Yan's Eye of Destiny as the center, spread out in all directions like a surging tide. Wherever this light reached, space seemed to be solidified, and time also stopped.

The body of the Evil Eye Tyrant began to disintegrate rapidly under the cover of this light. Its tentacles drooped weakly, and its body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into countless flickering points of light, slowly floating towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged, circulating the power in his body, preparing to absorb the hard-earned spirit ring. A powerful cyclone formed around his body, sucking those light spots into his body continuously.

During the absorption process, Xiao Yan's mind kept flashing with fragments of the Evil Eye Tyrant's memories. Its long years of killing, domination, and endless pursuit of powerful strength were all presented to Xiao Yan one by one.

"Such a powerful force, if controlled by someone with ill intentions, will surely bring about a huge disaster." Xiao Yan thought to himself, "But I will definitely use this power to protect the people I cherish and safeguard world peace."

As the absorption deepened, Xiao Yan's body began to undergo miraculous changes. His mental power, like a ignited flame, became more and more vigorous. His already powerful soul impact skill was now qualitatively improved.

When the last ray of light merged into Xiao Yan's body, he slowly opened his eyes, with an unprecedented light flashing in his eyes. "The power of this hundred thousand year spirit ring is indeed extremely powerful!" Xiao Yan felt the surging power in his body, and his heart was filled with joy.

But he also understands that this is just a new starting point on his journey to becoming a strong man. "In this vast world, there are still countless challenges waiting for me. I must continue to become stronger in order to protect everything I love."

Deep in the mysterious and dangerous Demonic Forest, the thick fog was like a heavy curtain, shrouding everything in a hazy state. Tall and twisted trees grew wildly, their branches like savage monsters, looming in the fog. Xiao Yan was in this strange place, and had just successfully absorbed the 100,000-year spirit ring of the Evil Eye Tyrant. An unprecedented powerful force, like a surging tide of anger, surged in his body.

Xiao Yan stood up slowly, and every movement seemed to carry an invisible majesty. He carefully felt the transformation brought about by this power, and his eyes naturally revealed determination and confidence. At this moment, he was thinking about the Tianhun Empire's Body Sect - it was not only a famous sect, but also the base camp of the Yan League. There, there were partners who fought side by side with him and shared life and death with him, as well as many important matters that needed to be discussed. These were like heavy responsibilities, urging him to return as soon as possible.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, activated his internal skills, and used his body skills. He instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction of the Tianhun Empire. His speed was so fast that the surrounding mountains and rivers passed by his vision like phantoms. The sky was as blue as a gem, pure without a trace of impurities. The white clouds were like cotton candy thrown casually in the sky. Under the gentle breeze, they floated slowly, as if leisurely telling the tranquility and beauty of this continent. However, Xiao Yan had no time to appreciate this beautiful scenery at the moment. He had only one firm goal in his heart. Occasionally, a few birds were startled by the movement of Xiao Yan's high speed. They flapped their wings and flew away in a panic, breaking the moment of tranquility.

After a long and arduous journey, Xiao Yan finally arrived at the Body Sect of the Tianhun Empire. The towering mountain gate soared into the clouds, as if it was about to connect with the sky. On the huge rock, three vigorous and powerful characters "Body Sect" were engraved. Every stroke seemed to contain endless power. Under the sunlight, it shone with golden light, looking solemn and majestic. The surrounding buildings were staggered, with a rigorous and grand layout. The flying eaves and brackets showed the ancient charm, demonstrating the profound heritage and extraordinary strength of this sect.

Xiao Yan strode into the sect with big strides. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step he took seemed to carry an invisible aura. When the disciples along the way saw him, their eyes instantly flashed with reverence, and they all saluted respectfully, their eyes full of admiration for this legendary figure. Xiao Yan nodded slightly, and walked straight towards the meeting hall.

The meeting hall was brightly lit, illuminating the entire space as bright as day. The hall was spacious and grand, with exquisite paintings hanging on the walls, which vividly depicted the magnificent mountains and rivers of Douluo Continent, from the rolling mountains to the magnificent oceans, from the vast grasslands to the mysterious and deep forests, all of which showed the majesty and beauty of this continent. The core members of the Flame Alliance sat around the huge round table. When Xiao Yan stepped into the hall, everyone seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and they all stood up, their faces filled with surprise and excitement.

"Alliance Master Xiao, you are finally back!" A burly middle-aged man came forward quickly, his voice filled with joy that could not be concealed. This man was the leader of the Body Sect. The years had left deep marks on his face, but his eyes showed a firmness and courage, as if he had gone through countless trials and tribulations, but his faith had never wavered.

"Yes, Leader Xiao, we are all looking forward to seeing you!" a young woman echoed. Her eyes were bright and lively, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. She was elegant and generous. She was still playing with a small dagger in her hand. The dagger turned freely in her hand, adding a bit of heroism. She was a core member of the Yan League, known for her intelligence and courage.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, making people feel warm and at ease. He motioned for everyone to sit down, then looked around, and seeing these familiar and determined faces, a warm current surged in his heart. These people were all his partners who had fought and struggled with him on this continent, and they were his strongest backing. "Everyone, I have gained a lot from this experience." Xiao Yan said, and his aura slightly released, and a strong and oppressive momentum rushed over, like a gust of wind, making everyone present feel the significant improvement of his strength.

Everyone felt this aura and couldn't help but show a look of surprise. "Alliance Leader Xiao, have you made a breakthrough?" The leader of the Body Sect widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he was re-examining the powerful leader in front of him.

Xiao Yan nodded, his expression calm but revealing a strong sense of self-confidence, "Yes, I successfully absorbed a hundred thousand year spirit ring." His voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the hall like a huge bell.

"Great!" Everyone cheered, their faces filled with joy and excitement, as if this news was the dawn of victory they had been waiting for. This was undoubtedly great news for the Yan League, which meant that the Yan League had gained a powerful force in its fight against foreign enemies.

When everyone calmed down, Xiao Yan's face gradually became solemn, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry. "But now the situation in Douluo Continent is becoming more and more serious. The power of the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Church is constantly expanding. Their ambitions are like greedy beasts, posing a huge threat to us. We can no longer sit and wait for death, we must take action."

The leader of the Body Sect frowned slightly and said with an equally solemn expression: "What Alliance Leader Xiao said is absolutely right. In recent years, the Sun-Moon Empire has made rapid progress in the research and development of soul guides. Those powerful soul guides have greatly improved the combat effectiveness of their army, just like a sharp sword that may pierce us at any time. And the Holy Spirit Church is even more secretly making trouble. They have caused many tragedies, causing panic among the people. The people live in fear, and the entire continent is disturbed by them."

"Yes, their existence poses a great threat to the peace and stability of Douluo Continent." Xiao Yan's expression was stern, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The murderous intent was like a sharp blade in the cold night, cold and sharp. "I think we should unite the three Douluo Kingdoms and jointly counterattack the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Church. Only by uniting all the forces that can be united can we have a greater chance of winning."

"Unite the three Douluo Kingdoms?" An old man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes, and said thoughtfully, "This is a solution, but the three countries have always had their own thoughts and interests. It may not be easy to get them to work together. After all, each country has its own considerations and is weighing the pros and cons for its own interests."

Xiao Yan nodded, his expression firm, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination, "This is indeed not easy, but the situation is critical now, like a building about to collapse, we must go all out. I believe that as long as we make it clear to them the pros and cons, explain the current situation to them, and let them understand the truth that the lips and teeth are cold, the three countries should understand that only by working together can we resist foreign enemies and protect our common home."

"Alliance Leader Xiao is right. We can't just sit there and watch." The young woman clenched the dagger in her hand, as if it was her weapon to defend justice. Her eyes revealed a firm determination. "For the peace of Douluo Continent and for the people who have suffered so much, we must fight! Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we must not retreat."

Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes burning with fighting spirit. The leader of the Body Sect stood up, his figure as straight as a pine tree, and said with a firm gaze: "In this case, let's get started. I will select a few smart and capable disciples and have them go to the Douluo Three Kingdoms immediately to communicate with the royal families and sects of each country, and make sure to convey our ideas and the current situation clearly."

"Okay!" Xiao Yan stood up and looked at everyone. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see into everyone's heart. "This operation is related to the future of Douluo Continent and the life and death of countless people. As the leader, we, the Yan League, must show enough strength and determination. After you go back, you must step up your training and improve your own strength. Only when we are strong enough can we occupy a place in this cruel war and protect everything we cherish."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices loud and firm, like rolling thunder, echoing in the meeting hall for a long time. This voice was full of power and desire for victory, as if announcing their determination to the world.

Xiao Yan looked at the determined eyes of the crowd, and his heart was filled with confidence. He believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to defeat the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Church and protect the peace and tranquility of Douluo Continent.

The sky gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the buildings of the Body Sect, covering the entire sect with a layer of golden coat. Xiao Yan stood alone in front of the window, looking at the sky in the distance. The sky was dyed orange-red by the setting sun, like a gorgeous painting.

However, Xiao Yan did not have the leisure to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He was thinking about the upcoming battle. This battle would be an arduous contest, but he had no intention of retreating.

"No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will not back down. For Douluo Continent and for everything I cherish, I will go all out! Even if it means my death, I will not hesitate." His eyes were firm and persistent, as if he had seen the dawn of victory in the future, a dawn that was penetrating layers of fog and illuminating this suffering continent.

On the vast and vicissitudes-ridden land of Douluo Continent, a shocking war that could overturn the world and rewrite history came like a world-destroying catastrophe. The Yan League, a powerful alliance formed by the efforts of countless righteous people, joined hands with the Douluo Three Kingdoms, with a firm belief in defending peace, and launched a thrilling, life-and-death battle with the Sun and Moon Empire, which attempted to cover the entire continent with darkness and tyranny, and the extremely evil Holy Spirit Alliance.

On the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder was like thick ink, spreading wantonly. The billowing smoke was like a hideous ancient beast, surging wildly between heaven and earth, and in a moment, it covered a large area of ​​clear sky and made it dark and dark. The pungent smell of gunpowder and the thick smell of blood were intertwined like shadows, filling every inch of the air, making people want to vomit when they smelled it, as if even their souls were corroded by this stench. In the distance, there was a continuous and deafening roar, like the desperate roar of the world in anger, and like the doomsday bell ringing in the ears, telling the cruelty and heroism of this war. Every sound hit people's hearts hard, making people tremble with fear.

On the Yan League side, He Caitou, the commander, was wearing a special soul guide armor and standing tall on a giant command tank. He looked at the entire battlefield situation calmly and steadily, and the special communication soul guide in his hand kept flashing, continuously issuing precise and powerful commands. "The air force maintains altitude and conducts cross-fire coverage in squadrons; the ground forces advance to the predetermined coordinates and cooperate with the tank cluster!" He Caitou's voice was low and loud, and it spread throughout the battlefield through the loudspeaker soul guide, injecting a shot of confidence into the Yan League soldiers.

Beibei, a powerful offensive spirit master, was surrounded by seven dazzling spirit rings. Behind him, the spirit of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex loomed, emitting a terrifying and powerful pressure. He held a spear made of top-grade spirit guide materials, with the tip of the spear flashing with cold light. Together with his teammates, he charged towards the positions of the Sun and Moon Empire. "For justice, charge!" Beibei roared, his voice full of unstoppable momentum. The spear in his hand danced like a dragon out of the sea, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another. Xu Sanshi, relying on the powerful defense of the Xuanming Turtle spirit, led the infantry team. His body was covered with a thick layer of tortoise shell, on which various defensive spirit guide runes were engraved, shining. "Follow me closely!" Xu Sanshi shouted, like an indestructible mobile fortress, resisting the enemy's attacks for his comrades behind him. Under his leadership, the infantry's advancement became smoother and smoother.

The first to launch a fatal attack on the enemy were the flying corps soaring in the sky. One after another, the advanced aircraft, which were painstakingly developed by the top soul guide masters of the Flame Alliance, whizzed through the sky like lightning that pierced the sky, bringing bursts of sharp sonic booms. The fuselages of these aircraft were made of rare metal materials found from all over the Douluo Continent. Under the sunlight, they flashed with a cold and piercing metallic luster, like a mirror with cold light, reflecting a chilling light, as if announcing the powerful strength of the Flame Alliance to the enemy. The wings of the aircraft were broad and solid, like the huge wings of an eagle, densely inlaid with various powerful soul guides, each of which embodied the craftsmen's countless days and nights of hard work and wisdom, as well as their ardent hope for peace on this continent. When they fly in the air, they leave behind snow-white trails, just like traces left by a sharp blade in the sky, eye-catching and shocking, as if they are the glorious marks left by justice in the sky.

"Pay attention to the formation, maintain the attack rhythm! All teams launch the attack according to the plan!" He Caitou gave instructions to the pilots through the communication soul guide. The pilots were fully focused, and their hands skillfully operated the aircraft's control devices, constantly adjusting the flight posture and attack angle. "Prepare to fire the soul guide cannon! Target, the enemy's central position!" With an order, a series of blazing energy beams, like a giant dragon of fire ejected from the abyss of hell, shot out from the muzzle like a meteor, with a devastating force, pouring down towards the target.

Every time a beam of light fell, it triggered a devastating explosion on the ground. The ground seemed to be kneaded by an invisible giant hand, and was blasted into potholes and holes. The soil and rocks were blown up into the sky like angry beasts, forming huge mushroom clouds that covered the sky and the sun. Countless soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire were like tiny ants in front of this powerful explosion. They were mercilessly blown away by the blast and let out miserable and desperate cries. In the face of powerful firepower, their lives seemed so fragile and vulnerable.

While the planes were engaged in fierce air battles in the sky, the battle on the ground had already entered a white-hot stage, and the situation was extremely tense. Tanks, like steel behemoths that had traveled from ancient battlefields, were slowly advancing with heavy and firm steps. The bodies of these tanks were thick and solid, and the surface was covered with layer after layer of soul-guided defense armor carefully crafted by the top soul-guided weapon masters of the Flame Alliance. They could withstand the attacks of most enemies and provide an indestructible protective barrier for the soldiers inside the vehicles. The huge tracks rolled over the ground, making a dull and powerful sound, and each sound seemed to be the heartbeat of the earth. Wherever they went, the ground trembled, as if announcing to the enemy the arrival of the steel torrent of the Flame Alliance.

"Enemy fortresses have been found ahead, prepare to attack! All tank teams work together to destroy the target!" He Caitou commanded the tank troops through the communication soul guide. The gunners quickly loaded powerful shells into the gun barrels. With an order, the muzzles of the tanks were raised high, and the shells were fired like raindrops. The shells dragged long tails of flames, drawing brilliant and deadly arcs in the air, like death fireworks blooming in the night sky, and accurately fell on the fortifications of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Those once extremely strong fortresses collapsed one after another under the bombardment of artillery shells, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust rose up all over the sky. The soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire were caught off guard by the sudden powerful firepower and panicked. They fled everywhere like headless flies, trying to find a place to hide, but under the intensive artillery attack, many people were ruthlessly swallowed up before they could react and disappeared in a sea of ​​fire.

"Charge! For the peace of Douluo Continent, for our homeland!" The infantrymen of the Yan League shouted and charged forward like a surging tide under the solid cover of tanks. They were dressed in solid armor and held sharp weapons. Each piece of armor shone with the luster of metal, and each weapon exuded a cold breath. Their eyes were full of determination and fearlessness, like a burning torch, illuminating this dark battlefield. Every soldier was determined to die, to drive the invaders out of this land they loved deeply, and to defend the peace and dignity of Douluo Continent with their blood and lives.

At this time, the Sun Moon Empire camp, facing the overwhelming firepower attack of the Flame Alliance, has fallen into chaos, like a shaky building about to collapse. Their army was beaten back step by step, the soldiers were demoralized, terrified, and their eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

Wang Yiheng, the 94th level Yellow Bull Douluo, who is also the leader of the Evil Lord Soul Guide Corps, is standing on a huge soul guide chariot, trying to organize an effective counterattack. His face is solemn, and his eyes reveal a trace of anxiety. "Everyone, don't panic, concentrate your firepower and attack the enemy's tanks!" He shouted loudly, and the Flame Sky Luo soul guide in his hand flashed a dazzling light. However, as soon as he finished speaking, a Yanmeng plane roared past and fired an energy beam towards his position. Wang Yiheng hurriedly controlled the soul guide chariot to dodge, but was still hit by the edge of the beam. The chariot shook violently and almost lost its balance.

Luanfeng, the 93rd level Fire Phoenix Douluo, the deputy leader of the Fire Phoenix Soul Instructor Corps, holding the ninth level soul guide Fire Phoenix Sword, tried to take off and fight with the Yanmeng plane. As soon as she flew up, she was locked by multiple planes. "Oh no, we are surrounded!" Luanfeng thought to herself that it was not good, and quickly used her soul skills to defend herself. However, the attacks of the Yanmeng planes were too intensive, and her defense was quickly broken. She was injured in many places and had no choice but to retreat to the ground in embarrassment.

Ye Yulin, Starry Sky Douluo, has a cultivation level of 92-93 and is good at making high-altitude soul guides. At this moment, he was hiding behind a bunker, trying to control the Sun and Moon Divine Needle Soul Guide he developed to fight back. However, the Yanmeng's artillery fire covered too wide a range, and he had no chance to use it. "Damn it, are we going to lose just like this?" Ye Yulin gritted his teeth and said, full of resentment.

Xu Tianyuan, Huanglong Douluo, Xu Tianran's brother, and the leader of the Huanglong Soul Instructor Corps. He led the Soul Instructor Corps and tried to launch a counterattack against the infantry of the Yanmeng. But the firepower of the Yanmeng tanks was too strong, and they couldn't get close at all. "Brothers, charge! For the Sun and Moon Empire!" Xu Tianyuan shouted, but under the powerful firepower suppression of the Yanmeng, his voice was soon drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

Liao Mengkai, a high-level Douluo, is the leader of the Pengdao Soul Instructor Group. He is the only melee soul instructor group leader among the five soul instructor groups of the Hubo. He holds a huge soul guide hammer and leads the group members to rush towards the Yanmeng position. However, the infantry of the Yanmeng formed a solid defense line under the cover of tanks. As soon as Liao Mengkai approached, he was repelled by the attack of the Yanmeng soldiers. "How is this possible... How can their defense be so strong?" Liao Mengkai said in disbelief.

Silver Hammer Douluo Xia Xuancheng, level 93, the second leader of the Evil Lord Soul Guide Corps. He tried to use his soul guide to interfere with the Yanmeng plane. But the Yanmeng plane used advanced anti-interference technology, and his interference did not work at all. "Is there really nothing we can do?" Xia Xuancheng was filled with despair. Looking at the Yanmeng plane raging in the sky, he felt extremely powerless.

Kong Deming, Silver Moon Douluo, the only level 95 soul guide, his soul power broke through to level to become a super Douluo, and he possessed the level soul guide Silver Moon God Light Shield. He wanted to turn the tide of the battle with his strong strength and top soul guide. But the attack of the Flame Alliance was too fierce. As soon as he appeared, he was locked by multiple planes and tanks. "Humph, it's not that easy to deal with me!" Kong Deming snorted coldly and activated the Silver Moon God Light Shield. However, the attack of the Flame Alliance continued, and the energy of the Silver Moon God Light Shield was constantly consumed.

Under the overwhelming artillery attack of the Flame Alliance, the strong men of the Sun Moon Empire fell into trouble. Their counterattacks seemed so insignificant in front of the powerful firepower of the Flame Alliance.

At this time, Xu Tianran, the emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, was standing on the command platform in the back, his face livid, looking at the situation on the battlefield angrily. "We can't fail like this! Hold on! You must hold on!" He shouted hysterically, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, but he could not change the situation on the battlefield. His eyes revealed a hint of madness and despair. His ambition to unify the Douluo Continent was now being shattered bit by bit.

At the same time, the six ninth-level soul guide generals under Juzi were also struggling on their respective battlefields. They manipulated various soul guide weapons to try to resist the attack of the Flame Alliance, but to little avail. Ye Yulin's two friends named Zhang and Wang were also suppressed by the powerful firepower of the Flame Alliance and could not move. The seven priests of the Royal Family Worship Hall, although they were all ninth-level soul guides, could only watch the army of the Sun and Moon Empire retreat in this war.

As the battle continued, the Flame Alliance's advantage became more and more obvious. The allied forces of the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Church began to collapse. Their soldiers fled everywhere, leaving their armor and helmets behind, and the battlefield was in a mess. The once invincible Sun Moon Empire army was now like a group of stray dogs, being chased by the Flame Alliance army and fleeing everywhere.

On the vast and weathered land of Douluo Continent, a shocking war that is enough to turn the world upside down and completely rewrite the trajectory of history is like a sudden catastrophe that comes with overwhelming force. The Yan League, a powerful alliance formed by countless righteous people with their passion and firm beliefs, resolutely joins hands with the Douluo Three Kingdoms, with the lofty mission of defending the peace of the continent, and launches a thrilling and life-and-death battle with the Sun and Moon Empire, which attempts to cover the entire continent with the haze of darkness and tyranny, and the extremely evil and terrifying Holy Spirit Alliance.

The flames of war were like a raging demon, spreading wildly on every inch of the continent, and the smoke of gunpowder was like a heavy curtain, covering the whole world in darkness. In just less than three months of cruel time, this Douluo Continent, which was once full of vitality and hope, was completely shrouded in the terrifying shadow of war, as if it had fallen into an endless dark abyss. However, the power of justice was like a surging and unstoppable wave, rushing forward with an unstoppable momentum. The Yanmeng relied on advanced soul-guided weapons that were ahead of the times. These creations that condensed top wisdom and powerful soul power bloomed with brilliant and deadly light on the battlefield; relying on extraordinary tactical command, every decision was like a precise chess game layout, meticulously; and relying on the warriors' fearless courage to move forward without fear of life and death, their eyes burned with persistence in justice and desire for peace, and they were unstoppable on the battlefield, winning victory after victory, and ruthlessly breaking the defense line carefully built by the Sun and Moon Empire one by one.

In the extremely tragic battles, the army of the Sun and Moon Empire showed its weakness, and was beaten to the point of abandoning its armor and weapons, and was in a state of embarrassment. They were once arrogant and domineering, but under the overwhelming offensive of the Flame Alliance, they were like a candle in the wind, swaying in the wind and ready to go out at any time. And the evil Holy Spirit Church, with its branches distributed across the continent, also failed to escape the punishment of justice. The Flame Alliance warriors launched a precise attack on it with their superb skills and fearless courage. With loud noises, one branch after another collapsed in the raging fire. The evil forces that were once rampant and scourged the world collapsed like bubbles and dissipated into nothingness.

As the war situation deteriorated rapidly, the capital of the Sun Moon Empire, this once prosperous and bustling city, was now plunged into an abyss of chaos and despair. The streets and alleys were filled with fear and wailing, and people fled everywhere, but there was no peace anywhere. Emperor Xu Tianran, an ambitious man who once wanted to dominate the continent, was now trapped in the palace, like a trapped beast in a cage. He watched helplessly as the empire he had worked so hard to build was shattered in the storm of this war. The grand ambition to unify the Douluo Continent has now become a bubble and drifted away with the wind. His heart was filled with endless unwillingness and deep despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

At the moment when the Yanmeng army broke through the gate of the palace like thunder, Xu Tianran clearly realized that the situation was over and everything was irreversible. He dragged his heavy and tired body and slowly climbed to the highest point of the palace. The wind whistled past, blowing his messy hair. He looked at the Yanmeng soldiers who were pouring in like a tide, his eyes empty and desperate, as if he had lost his soul. "I am not willing..." He murmured to himself, his voice full of endless sadness and vicissitudes, as if it was a desperate cry from the depths of his soul. Then, he slowly pulled out the sword from his waist that once symbolized power and glory, and the sword body flashed with cold light. He stared at the sword, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he put the blade on his neck without hesitation, ending his life full of ambition and sin. Blood gushed out from his neck, dyeing the ground of the palace red, and also drawing a tragic end to his rule.

When He Caitou stepped into the once glorious but now devastated palace, and saw Xu Tianran's cold body lying quietly on the ground, he felt mixed emotions. For many years, He Caitou has always kept his father's grievances in mind, and has been looking forward to avenging his father day and night. And the initiator of all these tragedies is the once invincible man in front of him. Now, when he really stood in front of Xu Tianran and saw that he was dead, he did not feel the joy and happiness he had imagined, but only deep emotion and endless sighs. "Father, I finally avenged you..." He Caitou said softly, his voice trembling slightly, and crystal tears flashing in his eyes. In those tears, there was not only the relief of avenging his father, but also the emotion of the cruelty of war, and even more confusion and expectations for the future.

After dealing with Xu Tianran's body, He Caitou knew that this was a critical moment to determine the future fate of the Sun-Moon Empire. He decided to announce a crucial decision to everyone. So he summoned the remaining nobles, officials of the Sun-Moon Empire, and important members of the Yan League, and gathered them in the square of the imperial palace. In the square, everyone had different expressions, some were terrified, some were full of expectations, and some were suspicious. He Caitou, dressed in a black suit, stood upright in front of everyone, his eyes firm and deep, as if he could see into people's hearts. He took a deep breath, and then said in a loud voice: "Today, the tyranny of the Sun-Moon Empire has ended, and this war that has brought pain and suffering to countless people has finally come to an end. I am He Caitou, also Xu He, the nephew of Xu Tianran. Now, I have decided to inherit the throne of the Sun-Moon Empire."

When everyone heard the news, they couldn't help but burst into an uproar. The nobles whispered to each other, showing surprise and dissatisfaction; the officials looked flustered, not knowing where to go in the future; the members of the Yan League looked at He Caitou quietly, with scrutiny and expectation in their eyes. But He Caitou ignored the reactions of the crowd. He continued: "I know how much pain this war has brought to this continent. Whether it is the people of the Three Douluo Kingdoms or the people of the Sun and Moon Empire, they have all suffered deeply in this catastrophe. Countless families have been torn apart, and countless lives have disappeared in the flames of war. From today on, the Sun and Moon Empire will forever be reconciled with the Yan League. We will work together to strive for peace and prosperity in Douluo Continent."

He Caitou's words were so powerful that they echoed in the square like a huge bell. The people in the square gradually quieted down. They saw sincerity and determination in He Caitou's firm eyes, as if they saw the light of hope for the future of Douluo Continent. At that moment, it seemed as if there was an invisible force that tightly gathered everyone's hearts together.

In the following days, He Caitou devoted himself to the arduous task of rebuilding the Sun and Moon Empire. He knew that in order to revitalize this war-torn country, drastic reforms must be carried out. He first abolished a series of harsh policies promulgated by Xu Tianran during his reign. The heavy taxes and harsh laws that made the people breathless were untied one by one like shackles. He reduced the tax burden on the people, allowing them to recuperate and rekindle their hope for life. At the same time, he vigorously promoted a series of policies to restore the economy, encouraged commercial development, supported agricultural production, and organized the people to rebuild the infrastructure destroyed by the war.

During this process, He Caitou maintained close contact with the Yan League. The Yan League also knew that helping the Sun-Moon Empire rebuild was crucial to the peace and stability of the entire Douluo Continent. Therefore, elite members of the Yan League, such as Beibei and Xu Sanshi, responded to the call and actively participated in the reconstruction of the Sun-Moon Empire. They went deep into various cities and villages and fought side by side with the people of the Sun-Moon Empire.

Beibei uses his wisdom and strength to help people plan the reconstruction layout of the city, so that every city will be rejuvenated; Xu Sanshi relies on his strong physique to lead people to carry construction materials and build houses and roads. In this process, the relationship between the two sides gradually becomes harmonious. The former enemies have now become partners who move forward side by side and work together. They sweat together and face difficulties together. In the process of rebuilding their homes, the trust and friendship between them are also deepening.

As for Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, these two top powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Church, they disappeared without a trace after the war.

Some people said that they were seriously injured in the final stage of the war, and in order to avoid the pursuit of the Yanmeng, they hid in a remote corner of the continent to recuperate, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback; others said that after experiencing this tragic war, they finally realized how sinful their actions were, so they became discouraged and left their hometown, never asking about the disputes in Douluo Continent from then on, and planned to spend the rest of their lives in a place where no one knew. But in any case, their disappearance temporarily stabilized the situation in Douluo Continent. This war-torn continent finally ushered in a moment of peace.

In the first spring after the war, Douluo Continent seemed to wake up from its deep sleep. The sun was like a golden thread, gently sprinkled on the earth, bringing warmth and vitality to this once devastated land.

In the fields, tender green shoots break through the soil, and they stretch their bodies stubbornly, as if telling the world about the tenacity and endlessness of life. Cities and villages everywhere are carrying out reconstruction work in full swing. On the construction site, people are busy everywhere, working together to rebuild a beautiful home. Children are playing and laughing on the streets, and their laughter is as clear and pleasant as silver bells, as if it is the most beautiful note of this spring. Adults are busy building their homes, and their faces are filled with hope and determination, as if all the suffering has become a thing of the past. A peaceful and beautiful scene is gradually spreading across this continent.

He Caitou stood on the tower of the imperial palace, quietly looking at the land full of life. The breeze gently brushed his face, bringing the breath of spring and the fragrance of the earth. His heart was full of emotion, knowing that peace was hard-won.

This peace was won with the blood and lives of countless people, and it requires everyone's efforts to protect it. As the emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, he knows that he shoulders a great responsibility. He will work hand in hand with the Flame Alliance and all forces in Douluo Continent to create a better future and let this continent always bathe in the sunshine of peace and prosperity. (End of this chapter)