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Prince Xue Xing felt a brief pang of sorrow as he watched Qian Renxue perish but quickly replaced it with a glimmer of excitement. With Qian Renxue gone, he imagined that the throne of the Heaven Dou Empire might fall into his hands. All of Emperor Xue Ye's other offspring were either too young or had perished in the war. In his mind, this was an opportunity.

Even if the allied forces of the two empires lost, he could still surrender. The Wuhun Empire would need someone to govern these vast lands, right? And why couldn't that person be him?

However, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted as he noticed Su Ming's gaze fall upon him. Before Xue Xing could voice his surrender, his head was obliterated in an instant, his body left to slump lifelessly onto the ground.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, watching from a distance, turned pale with horror. They dared not make a sound, fearing they might suffer the same fate.

Having dealt with all obstacles, Su Ming retracted his True Thousand Hands. Now, he hovered atop a wooden dragon, overseeing the battlefield.

"Davis, Zhu Zhuyun, come forward!" Su Ming commanded.

Feeling an intense spiritual pressure lock onto them, the two realized there was no escape. Reluctantly, they emerged from hiding.

"Your Highness, we, the Star Luo Empire, surrender. In honor of Zhu Qing, please spare our lives," they pleaded, kneeling in submission.

"You should indeed thank Zhu Qing," Su Ming said coolly. "If it weren't for her, you wouldn't be alive right now."

Feeling a surge of hope, Davis quickly responded, "Yes, yes, Your Highness. We're at your command—just say the word, and we'll obey."

Ignoring Davis's words, Su Ming used his soul power to amplify his voice, ensuring all soldiers on the battlefield could hear him.

"Soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire! Your emperor, your prince, and the Clear Sky Clan have all been defeated. I'm offering you a chance at life. Lay down your weapons and surrender to the Wuhun Empire!

"As for the Star Luo Empire, your prince and princess have already surrendered. Lay down your arms, submit to our Wuhun Empire, and follow our next commands! Rest assured, those who surrender will be spared."

Hearing this, the remaining soldiers dropped their weapons without hesitation. Their leaders had either died or surrendered—why should they fight on? Besides, many of them were familiar with the Wuhun Empire's policies, which were known to be beneficial for commoners, and most of the million-strong army comprised ordinary soldiers or low-level spirit masters. Only a few were noble soldiers, and they now kept silent, fearing for their lives.

Satisfied with the outcome, Su Ming heard the voice of the Goddess of Life echo in his mind.

"Third Life Trial Overachieved: Reward—10% life affinity increase, one level of spirit power, and an increase of 20,000 years in spirit soul cultivation!"

The reward brought a smile to Su Ming's face, raising his spirit power to level 86. He also noted that his spirit souls had gained 20,000 years of cultivation—Da Ming, in particular, was now at the 180,000-year mark.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong was preparing to help Su Ming handle the aftermath, thinking he'd earned a rest. But suddenly, an intense energy surged from Da Ming and Er Ming, both spirit souls sensing their cultivation growth.

"Big Brother, it seems Su Ming completed his divine trial, so our cultivation has increased," Er Ming said excitedly, sensing his own cultivation reach around 170,000 years, a gain of 20,000 years.

But Da Ming didn't share his enthusiasm. He felt a looming presence: his 200,000-year thunder tribulation was upon him.

Without a word to Er Ming, Da Ming hurried to Su Ming's side, saying gravely, "Su Ming, my 200,000-year thunder tribulation is here."

Su Ming nodded calmly, reassuring him, "Don't worry. Now that you're my spirit soul, I'll step in if it becomes too much. You know my abilities for strengthening you."

Though Su Ming could easily block the thunder tribulation with his half-divine power, he knew it was unnecessary. This ordeal, while challenging, also served as an opportunity for Da Ming's growth. Passing through it would bring significant improvements to his physical resilience and other abilities.

Da Ming, sensing Su Ming's intention, nodded solemnly, feeling a surge of confidence. After all, he was a Sky Blue Bull Python, bearing a trace of Azure Dragon blood. How could he fear a mere thunder tribulation?

Just then, Su Ming bit his finger, releasing a single drop of blood into the air.

"Take this blood. It'll help refine and absorb the energy of the thunder tribulation and should greatly enhance the Azure Dragon bloodline within you."

Without hesitation, Da Ming swallowed the drop of blood. The energy within it resonated with him, intensifying his Azure Dragon bloodline.

Boom! Boom!

At that moment, the sky darkened as thick clouds gathered, flashing with endless streaks of purple lightning. The 200,000-year thunder tribulation had arrived.

The soldiers below, sensing the terrifying pressure, began to panic. One strike from that lightning would undoubtedly turn them into ash.

"Remain calm!" Su Ming's voice echoed from above. "The lightning will not strike you. Fall back to your designated checkpoints in an orderly fashion and await further instructions."

With a quick glance, Su Ming signaled to Davis and Bibi Dong.

Inside the Kamui Dimension, Qian Renxue's voice sounded impatient.

"Hey, Su Ming, when are you letting me out?" she asked, somewhat frustrated.

For the first time, Qian Renxue found herself in Su Ming's Kamui Dimension—a pitch-black space where she couldn't perceive the passage of time or how long she'd been there.