The battlefield had fallen silent.
Moments earlier, the arena had been filled with chaos—explosions of fire, storms of ice, flashes of steel and lightning tearing through the cracked marble floor.
Now all of that had ended.
The shattered arena lay still beneath the dim light of the stadium formations. Fragments of stone and frost remained scattered across the ground, silent reminders of the brutal clashes that had just taken place.
Every other enemy had fallen.
Every Contra Douluo.
Every infiltrator.
Two Title Douluos had already died within the arena.
And the battle outside the stadium continued far beyond the walls.
But inside—
Only two combatants remained.
At the center of the battlefield stood the elder of the Holy Spirit Church.
The Rank 95 Title Douluo.
Blood-red spiritual energy pulsed around him like a beating heart. Behind his body twisted the massive phantom of the Blood Abyss Serpent, its enormous form coiling through the air like a creature born from nightmare.
The serpent opened its mouth silently.
Thick streams of corrupted blood energy dripped from its fangs and evaporated into crimson mist.
The pressure of his aura spread outward across the entire arena.
Even the veteran soul masters watching from the stands could feel the weight of it pressing against their chests.
A true Title Douluo.
Someone who had cultivated for centuries.
Across from him—
Lin Huang stood calmly.
Honghong rested on his shoulder.
Her ten cerulean tails swayed slowly behind him.
Neither of them spoke.
Neither of them moved.
But the faint mantle of cerulean energy surrounding Lin Huang had already begun to intensify.
The elder's eyes narrowed.
"You killed two elders of the Church."
His voice carried easily across the silent arena.
"For that alone…"
The Blood Abyss Serpent behind him roared silently as its aura expanded.
"…you will die today."
Lin Huang tilted his head slightly.
"…That's a lot of confidence."
Honghong flicked her tail lazily.
"…Hmph."
The elder raised his hand.
And the battlefield changed instantly.
Crimson energy exploded outward from his body like a spreading ocean.
The arena floor darkened.
The broken marble beneath their feet began turning black as corrupted spiritual power seeped into the ground itself.
Blood-red mist spread through the air.
Within seconds—
The entire arena had become submerged beneath a sea of dark crimson energy.
Blood Abyss Domain.
Gasps spread through the stadium.
Several elder soul masters leaned forward immediately.
"A domain!"
"…Rank 95 indeed."
"The pressure alone is overwhelming."
Inside the arena, the domain pulsed like a living organism.
Streams of blood energy surged forward like serpents lunging from every direction.
The attacks converged toward a single target.
Lin Huang.
The first wave of attacks arrived instantly.
Dozens of crimson blades formed from condensed blood energy shot toward him at terrifying speed.
Each one carried enough destructive power to tear through high-level defensive soul tools.
But they never reached him.
The moment the blades entered the space surrounding Lin Huang—
They stopped.
Frozen in the air.
Just centimeters away from his body.
The crimson blades trembled violently.
Then dissolved.
A ripple spread through the stands.
Xu Jiujiu's eyes widened slightly.
"…Space manipulation."
Shen Ce leaned forward.
"They didn't stop."
He swallowed.
"…They couldn't reach him."
Within the Blood Abyss Domain, the elder's expression darkened.
"…So it's true."
The Blood Abyss Serpent behind him coiled tighter.
"You control space."
Lin Huang raised one hand slowly.
The cerulean aura surrounding his body flowed like water around him.
"Yes."
His voice was calm.
"Something like that."
The elder's eyes sharpened.
"Then let's see how long that control lasts."
He slammed his hand downward.
The Blood Abyss Domain erupted violently.
The crimson ocean surged upward as the massive phantom serpent lunged forward, its enormous body spiraling through the domain like a living storm.
Blood energy condensed into massive claws and fangs.
The entire domain collapsed toward Lin Huang.
The pressure shook the arena.
Even the reinforced formations stabilizing the stadium trembled faintly under the force.
But Lin Huang still did not move.
Honghong's ears twitched slightly.
"…Tch."
The serpent lunged.
Crimson fangs descended.
The entire arena seemed ready to collapse beneath the attack.
Then Lin Huang spoke quietly.
"…Infinity."
The world around him changed.
Space itself distorted.
The serpent's attack stopped.
Not slowed.
Stopped.
Frozen in the air just short of his body.
The elder's eyes widened.
"…Impossible."
Lin Huang sighed faintly.
"…You talk too much."
The cerulean aura around him intensified.
Behind him—
Space rippled.
And the first lance began to form.
The first lance formed silently.
It appeared behind Lin Huang like a ripple emerging from distorted space, its long shaft forged entirely from condensed spiritual power. The weapon glowed faintly with pale silver light, the edge of its blade carrying the unmistakable sharpness of pure spear intent.
Then a second one appeared.
And a third.
And a fourth.
The space behind Lin Huang continued to ripple.
Within seconds—
More and more lances began forming in the air.
Each one different.
Each one carrying a faint elemental aura.
One crackled softly with lightning.
Another burned with controlled flame.
A third shimmered with unstable spatial distortions.
And another whistled faintly as wind energy spiraled around its blade.
From the stands, several experienced elders immediately realized what they were seeing.
"…Condensed weapons."
"No—"
One of them narrowed his eyes.
"That's spear intent."
Across the battlefield, the Rank 95 Title Douluo watched the growing formation carefully.
The Blood Abyss Domain pulsed around him like a living ocean.
But for the first time since the battle began—
He did not attack immediately.
His eyes moved slowly across the weapons forming behind the young man.
"…You think those toys can kill me?"
Lin Huang shrugged casually.
"I didn't make them to kill you."
Another lance formed.
Then another.
Within moments—
Dozens of them floated behind him like a silent army.
Lin Huang raised his hand slightly.
"I made them to keep you busy."
The first lance moved.
It shot forward like a falling star.
The spear pierced directly through the crimson mist of the Blood Abyss Domain and struck the phantom serpent's body.
The impact detonated like thunder.
The serpent roared.
Crimson energy exploded outward as the massive construct recoiled.
But before it could retaliate—
The second lance struck.
Then the third.
Then five more.
The sky above the arena suddenly filled with streaks of light as the lances began launching one after another.
Some struck the serpent directly.
Others curved through space before hitting from unexpected angles.
Several detonated in bursts of lightning or fire upon impact.
The Blood Abyss Domain began to shake.
Each spear strike tore apart sections of the crimson mist, forcing the Rank 95 Title Douluo to reinforce the domain repeatedly just to maintain control.
The elder's expression twisted.
"…Annoying."
He raised his hand.
The Blood Abyss Serpent roared again.
Crimson energy surged outward as the serpent lunged through the domain, its enormous body twisting violently through the incoming storm of lances.
One spear shattered.
Then another.
The serpent crushed several of them with a sweep of its body.
But the attacks didn't stop.
More lances continued forming behind Lin Huang.
More than before.
In the stands, Xu Jiujiu stared at the battlefield in silence.
"…He's controlling the entire fight."
Shen Ce nodded slowly.
"He isn't even moving."
Indeed—
Lin Huang remained standing exactly where he had been since the battle began.
Calm.
Relaxed.
His arm lifted slightly each time a new lance formed behind him.
Honghong sat comfortably on his shoulder.
Her golden eyes followed the storm of weapons flying across the battlefield.
"…Hmph."
Her tails swayed slowly.
Clearly pleased.
Across the arena, the Blood Abyss Serpent lunged again.
The massive phantom smashed through several incoming lances and surged forward, attempting to close the distance.
The ground cracked beneath its weight.
Crimson claws tore through the air.
Lin Huang finally took a step forward.
One single step.
And the battlefield shifted again.
The space around him rippled violently.
More lances appeared.
Not dozens this time.
Hundreds.
Gasps erupted across the stadium.
"That's impossible!"
"How is he maintaining that many constructs?!"
Even the Rank 95 Title Douluo hesitated.
For the first time since the battle began—
He felt pressure.
Real pressure.
Lin Huang raised his hand again.
The countless lances behind him slowly lifted higher into the sky.
The air itself seemed to tremble beneath their presence.
Then he spoke quietly.
"…Let's speed this up."
And the storm descended.
Hundreds of spears shot forward simultaneously.
Lightning flashed across the arena.
Fire detonated through the crimson mist.
Wind blades tore through the Blood Abyss Domain like a hurricane.
Spatial distortions ripped open gaps in the serpent's body.
The Rank 95 Title Douluo was forced backward for the first time.
His domain trembled violently under the assault.
Cracks began spreading through the crimson energy surrounding him.
The elder roared in fury.
"You insolent brat!"
The Blood Abyss Serpent coiled tightly around him as the domain expanded violently in response.
The crimson ocean surged outward again.
But Lin Huang only sighed faintly.
"…You're still talking."
The cerulean aura around his body began growing stronger.
Honghong's tails lifted.
The connection between them intensified.
The battle was about to escalate again.
The battlefield trembled under the clash of overwhelming powers.
Hundreds of lances streaked across the sky like meteors, crashing into the Blood Abyss Domain with explosive force. Each impact tore open another wound in the crimson mist surrounding the Rank 95 Title Douluo.
Lightning exploded.
Wind roared.
Fire detonated across the arena.
The Blood Abyss Serpent twisted violently, its massive body thrashing through the storm of attacks.
Yet the elder endured.
With every movement of his hands, the blood-red domain thickened, forcing back the incoming storm of weapons through sheer spiritual power.
The pressure of a Rank 95 Title Douluo was not something easily suppressed.
But Lin Huang still hadn't used his full strength.
Not even close.
Honghong shifted slightly on his shoulder.
Her golden eyes narrowed as she watched the battlefield.
The fox spirit could feel the fluctuations of spiritual intent flowing through the arena like invisible currents.
Fear.
Shock.
Awe.
And from their opponent—
Pure killing intent.
She flicked her tail once.
"…Enough."
Before Lin Huang could respond—
Honghong leapt.
Her small body landed lightly on the shattered stone beside him.
The moment her paws touched the ground—
Her aura exploded.
Cerulean light surged outward like a rising tide.
The energy expanded rapidly, swirling around Lin Huang in a spiraling current of spiritual power.
The fox spirit's ten tails lifted behind her.
Each one glowed like a ribbon of living blue flame.
From the stands, several elders leaned forward simultaneously.
"…That aura."
"…It's changing."
Indeed—
The cerulean energy began wrapping around Lin Huang's body.
Not violently.
But naturally.
Like a cloak settling around his shoulders.
Honghong's spiritual essence merged with his own.
Kitsune Essence.
Soul Power.
Spear Intent.
All three currents intertwined.
Lin Huang exhaled slowly.
His crimson eyes opened again.
But something about them had changed.
The pupils had narrowed slightly—
Sharper.
More beastlike.
The perception of the battlefield sharpened instantly.
The chaotic storm of spiritual energy surrounding the arena became perfectly clear.
Every movement.
Every fluctuation.
Every hostile intent.
It felt similar to the ancient instinct possessed by powerful spirit beasts.
The ability to sense the difference between what was pure—
And what was corrupt.
Between life—
And decay.
Across the battlefield, the Rank 95 Title Douluo felt it immediately.
His expression hardened.
"…So that fox is merging with you."
The Blood Abyss Serpent behind him roared again.
The crimson domain surged outward violently in response.
"You think that changes anything?"
Lin Huang rolled his shoulders slowly.
The cerulean cloak surrounding his body rippled like flowing water.
Ten faint tails of energy extended behind him.
Each one moved independently.
Honghong stood beside him, looking very pleased with herself.
"…Hmph."
Lin Huang glanced sideways at her.
"…You're enjoying this."
The fox flicked her ears.
Clearly.
Across the arena, the Blood Abyss Serpent lunged again.
This time its body expanded to several times its previous size.
The crimson ocean of the domain surged forward like a tidal wave.
The serpent's fangs descended toward Lin Huang like collapsing towers.
But Lin Huang moved.
Just once.
A single step.
The ground beneath his foot shattered.
His body vanished.
The serpent's attack crashed into empty space.
The impact detonated across the arena floor, shattering marble and sending shockwaves across the battlefield.
But Lin Huang had already reappeared several meters away.
The cerulean cloak flowed around him like living flame.
His eyes watched the battlefield calmly.
The Rank 95 Title Douluo froze for a fraction of a second.
"…Your speed—"
Lin Huang didn't let him finish.
The air around him distorted again.
More lances appeared.
But this time—
They were different.
These spears were larger.
Sharper.
More solid.
Each one radiated a faint cerulean glow, infused with Honghong's spiritual essence.
The elder's expression darkened.
"…So you're strengthening them."
Lin Huang lifted his hand.
The new formation of lances slowly rotated behind him like the blades of a celestial machine.
The cerulean cloak flared once.
Honghong's tails swayed.
Lin Huang's voice was calm.
"…Now this might get interesting."
And the battlefield prepared for the next escalation.
The battlefield trembled beneath the pressure of two overwhelming forces.
On one side—
The crimson ocean of the Blood Abyss Domain surged violently across the arena like a storm of corrupted power.
On the other—
The cerulean aura surrounding Lin Huang flowed quietly like a calm sea before a storm.
The contrast between them was striking.
Chaos.
And control.
The Rank 95 Title Douluo finally understood something.
The young man standing before him was not simply defending.
He was studying.
Observing.
Waiting.
The elder's voice turned colder.
"You're still holding back."
The Blood Abyss Serpent behind him coiled tighter, its enormous body spiraling through the crimson mist.
"You think you can toy with a Title Douluo?"
Lin Huang tilted his head slightly.
"…Toy?"
He shrugged.
"I wouldn't say that."
Honghong flicked her tail beside him.
"…Hmph."
The elder roared.
The Blood Abyss Domain exploded outward.
The serpent lunged again, its massive body tearing through the air like a falling mountain.
Crimson claws tore open the battlefield.
The domain collapsed inward.
Everything in the arena was being crushed by overwhelming pressure.
But Lin Huang simply raised his hand.
And the world changed.
The air behind him distorted.
Then space itself seemed to tear open.
A deep ripple spread outward from his position.
The arena floor began to disappear.
Not literally—
But visually.
The environment shifted as if another layer of reality had overlapped the battlefield.
Where shattered stone had once been—
Now there was an endless plain.
The ground stretched outward beneath a dark sky.
And across that plain—
Thousands of spears stood embedded in the earth.
Long spears.
Short spears.
War spears.
Heavy spears.
Each one forged from condensed spiritual energy.
Each one carrying faint traces of elemental power.
The sky above that world was no different.
Countless lances floated in the air like a storm waiting to descend.
Gasps erupted across the stadium.
"What is that technique—?!"
"A domain?!"
"No…"
One elder's voice trembled.
"That's not a normal domain."
Within the shifting battlefield—
The Rank 95 Title Douluo froze.
For the first time since the fight began—
His confidence cracked.
"…What did you do?"
Lin Huang stepped forward slowly.
The cerulean cloak surrounding him rippled like wind across water.
Honghong walked beside him calmly.
Her ten tails swayed behind her.
Lin Huang looked around the endless field of spears.
Then back at the elder.
"…You talk a lot."
He lifted his hand.
The countless lances embedded in the ground trembled slightly.
The weapons floating in the sky began lowering slowly.
Lin Huang spoke quietly.
"Unlimited Lance Works."
The battlefield answered.
Hundreds of spears ripped themselves free from the ground simultaneously.
The air thundered as they rose into the sky.
Then they descended.
A storm of lances crashed toward the Rank 95 Title Douluo from every direction.
The Blood Abyss Serpent roared violently as the elder threw up defensive barriers of crimson energy.
Explosions filled the battlefield.
Spears shattered.
More replaced them.
The elder roared in fury.
"You think this is enough?!"
The Blood Abyss Serpent expanded to its full size.
Its body smashed through several incoming spears, crimson energy exploding outward in waves.
The elder raised both hands.
The entire domain surged.
But Lin Huang remained calm.
He lifted his other hand.
And the final weapon formed.
At first it was small.
A sphere of spinning wind condensed above his palm.
Then the wind intensified.
Compressed.
Layer upon layer of spiraling force.
At the center of the sphere—
A point of cerulean light appeared.
Honghong's Kitsune Essence.
The sphere expanded rapidly.
Blades of wind screamed around its surface.
Fragments of distorted space flickered through the spiraling energy.
The Rank 95 Title Douluo's eyes widened.
"…What is that?"
Lin Huang looked at the swirling sphere quietly.
"…Something simple."
He lifted his arm.
The battlefield of spears froze.
The serpent roared.
The crimson domain trembled.
Then Lin Huang threw the attack.
The sphere crossed the battlefield like a comet.
Wind blades shredded the Blood Abyss Domain.
Spears struck simultaneously from every direction.
The crimson serpent was torn apart by the impact.
The explosion of spiraling wind and cerulean light filled the entire battlefield.
For a moment—
The world became nothing but blinding blue.
For several seconds—
No one could see anything.
The arena had been swallowed by blinding cerulean light.
Wind roared violently across the battlefield as the spiraling explosion of the final attack continued tearing apart the remnants of the Blood Abyss Domain.
Fragments of crimson energy shattered like broken glass within the storm.
The phantom of the Blood Abyss Serpent twisted violently as it disintegrated under the overwhelming force of the attack.
Then—
The wind began to fade.
The cerulean light slowly dimmed.
And the battlefield returned.
The illusionary world of spears dissolved.
One by one, the countless lances vanished like mist beneath sunlight.
The shattered arena floor appeared again beneath the fading spiritual energy.
Cracks covered the marble battlefield, but the destruction had stopped exactly at the arena boundaries.
The attack had been contained.
Perfectly controlled.
At the center of the arena—
One figure remained standing.
Lin Huang.
The cerulean cloak surrounding his body slowly faded as the last traces of Honghong's spiritual essence withdrew.
Beside him, the fox spirit flicked her tails once before casually jumping back onto his shoulder.
"…Hmph."
Several meters away—
The Rank 95 Title Douluo stood motionless.
The remnants of crimson energy still clung weakly to his body.
For a moment it seemed as though he might still move.
Then—
His body collapsed.
The corrupted spiritual energy surrounding him dissolved instantly.
The final elder of the Holy Spirit Church who had entered the arena—
Was dead.
Silence fell across the entire stadium.
Not a single voice spoke.
Even the experienced soul masters watching from the stands struggled to process what they had just witnessed.
A Rank 95 Title Douluo had fallen.
Killed by someone who had not yet reached that level of cultivation.
Xu Jiujiu slowly exhaled.
"…Incredible."
Shen Ce shook his head slowly.
"That wasn't just talent."
His voice was quiet.
"That was domination."
On the opposite side of the stadium, Yu Tianlong stared down at the arena with narrowed eyes.
"…He didn't even lose control of the battlefield."
Meanwhile, in the Shrek section, the younger students stood completely still.
Wu Ming spoke first.
"…That's impossible."
Ling Luochen replied quietly.
"No."
Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Huang.
"…It happened."
Han Ruoruo said nothing.
Her eyes simply followed the young man standing calmly in the arena.
Down below—
Lin Huang looked around the battlefield.
The fight was over.
The remaining spiritual energy of the arena formations stabilized slowly.
Technicians were already beginning to react.
But the transmission formations were still active.
The entire continent had just witnessed the battle.
Lin Huang sighed softly.
Then he spoke casually.
"…Honestly."
He rubbed the back of his neck.
"It's a lot easier fighting when I can just spam Kokusen and Sovereign Armament."
He glanced up at the floating transmission arrays.
"But with this whole broadcast thing going on…"
He shrugged.
"…I can't really do that."
Silence followed.
Xu Jiujiu blinked.
"…What?"
Shen Ce stared at the arena.
"…Spam?"
Yu Tianlong frowned deeply.
"He was holding back?"
In the Shrek section—
Wu Ming stared in disbelief.
"…He's joking."
Ling Luochen shook her head slowly.
"No."
Han Ruoruo finally spoke.
"…He's not."
Back on the arena floor, Ma Xiaotao laughed loudly.
"You say that now?"
Meng Hongchen crossed her arms.
"You were already overdoing it."
Xu Tianzhen rolled her eyes.
"Please don't destroy the capital next time."
Tang Ya simply shook her head with a tired smile.
Ji Juechen said nothing.
Honghong suddenly flicked her tail again.
Thwap.
The soft strike landed against the back of Lin Huang's head.
"…Ow."
Lin Huang sighed.
"…What now?"
Honghong stared at him with clear disapproval.
"…Hmph."
Meng Hongchen folded her arms.
"Well, at least you didn't do whatever those two techniques are."
Xu Tianzhen nodded immediately.
"Yes."
She glanced at the broken mask still hanging partially across Lin Huang's face.
"Breaking the mask once was already bad enough."
Tang Ya covered her mouth as she laughed softly.
"Imagine if it shattered completely this time."
Ma Xiaotao smirked.
"That would've been a disaster."
Meng Hongchen shook her head.
"…Seriously."
She sighed.
"Good thing he didn't go that far."
Lin Huang rubbed his temple.
"You're all overreacting."
Honghong flicked her tail again.
"…Hmph."
Ignoring the group's chatter, Lin Huang turned toward the exit of the arena.
The battle had ended.
The attack of the Holy Spirit Church had failed.
And the entire continent had just witnessed the result.
Behind him, the rest of the team followed.
The broken battlefield slowly faded behind them.
But the story of what had happened there—
Had only just begun.