The Power of the Sea God's Light, the Holy Spirit Cult Could Not Clap with One Hand!

Black World, above Shrek City.

The brilliant Sea God's Light poured forth from the Golden Ancient Tree on Sea God Island. Its golden radiance resembled a rising sun, forcibly tearing a hole in the blood-colored veil that shrouded Shrek City.

The sacred Sea God's Light fell upon the collapsed city walls, upon the shoulders of every wounded Shrek City soldier, and upon every inch of land scorched by the flames of war.

Then, an elderly figure slowly emerged from the golden Sea God's Light.

Dragon God Douluo, Mu En!

His waist was still bent, his back bowed almost ninety degrees.

His steps were unhurried, even somewhat unsteady.

Yet with every step this hunched old man took through the air, the hearts of the experts from the three factions outside the city sank a little further.

The presence of his Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul spread without restraint. The pressure of a Level 99 Limit Douluo bore down like an invisible mountain, leaving the knees of every Evil Soul Master in the Holy Spirit Cult somewhat weak.

Ye Xishui's pupils contracted slightly, while Long Xiaoyao remained silent.

Mu En stopped in midair. His cloudy gaze passed through the blood-colored halo around the Death God Tower and settled on Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.

He was silent for a moment before he spoke, a trace of emotion in his voice.

"Xishui, Xiaoyao..."

"I never imagined we would meet again under such circumstances."

The smile on Ye Xishui's face gradually turned cold.

"Mu En, stop putting on that hypocritical act!"

Her voice was shrill and sharp, full of contempt.

"You look disgusting like that!"

Then Ye Xishui stepped forward, vengeful spirits from the Death God Tower wailing as they circled around her.

"Hand over Huo Yuhao, and our Holy Spirit Cult will withdraw its forces at once!"

"Your Shrek Academy can go on being your sacred land for Soul Masters, and our Holy Spirit Cult will go on being Evil Soul Masters. Our well water won't interfere with your river water!"

Hearing Ye Xishui's words, Mu En gently shook his head.

"Since Huo Yuhao has entered Shrek Academy, he is one of our Shrek Academy's people."

"Clearly, Shrek has never set a precedent for abandoning its own students."

The chill on Ye Xishui's face deepened, and she was about to continue mocking Mu En.

But Mu En had already looked away from her, turning toward Du Busi on the other side.

"Busi?"

Du Busi stood at the front of the Body Sect's ranks with his arms folded, still wearing the sour expression he had given Xuan Zi, as though he could barely be bothered to acknowledge him.

When he heard Mu En call his name, that expression immediately softened a little.

"Your cultivation has progressed quite well."

Mu En looked at Du Busi, his tone appreciative.

"With your cultivation, it is only a matter of time before you reach the level of a Limit Douluo!"

Du Busi did not answer, but neither did he give Mu En the cold shoulder as he had Xuan Zi.

"Your elder brother was an outstanding hero of his generation..."

Mu En smiled faintly, a trace of reminiscence flashing through his eyes.

"Back then, the two of us could be said to have admired each other. It's a pity things ended as they did."

Du Busi was silent for a moment, little emotion visible on his face.

Although his elder brother Du Bisou had died at the hands of Dragon God Douluo Mu En, truth be told, Du Busi did not bear much hatred toward Mu En.

He scratched his head and pondered for a moment, then spoke in a deep voice.

"Dragon God Douluo, what happened back then was a conflict between Shrek Academy and the Body Sect."

"My brother lost to you in a fair fight. I have nothing to say about it."

Then Du Busi turned his gaze toward the Holy Spirit Cult's people, raising his voice again.

"This time, to kill these Evil Soul Masters, our Body Sect can work with your Shrek Academy for the time being."

"But once this stinking bunch of Evil Soul Masters has scrammed, our Body Sect will still fight to get Huo Yuhao!"

Mu En smiled faintly and nodded.

Ye Xishui had watched all this coldly. She then turned her gaze to the Illustrious Virtue Hall's side beneath the silver veil.

"Kong Deming."

Her voice carried a venom she could hardly conceal.

"Which side does your Illustrious Virtue Hall intend to stand on?"

But in the next instant, the Illustrious Virtue Hall's Soul Engineers beneath the silver veil actually moved.

More than a dozen Level 9 Soul Engineers rode their Flying Soul Tools and retreated together, without even looking back.

The silver veil receded like an ebbing tide, withdrawing from outside Shrek City into the distance. Only after retreating ten li did they stop and form ranks again.

Kong Deming stood on a silver crescent moon, his hands tucked into his sleeves, looking as though none of this concerned him.

Jing Hongchen followed behind him and asked in a low voice.

"Teacher, are we really just going to watch?"

"Watch."

Kong Deming did not even lift an eyelid.

"The Sun Moon Empire cooperates with the Holy Spirit Cult, but that's the imperial family's business."

"Since when has our Illustrious Virtue Hall ever thought highly of this bunch of Evil Soul Masters?"

Jing Hongchen thought for a moment, then chuckled.

Of course. Who would like this bunch of Evil Soul Master lunatics whose hands itched if they didn't kill someone?

Only a dead Evil Soul Master was a truly good Evil Soul Master!

At that moment, the Holy Spirit Cult's Evil Soul Masters suddenly found themselves in an awkward position.

The three factions had originally surrounded and attacked Shrek City, but in the blink of an eye, the Body Sect had joined Shrek's side, while the Illustrious Virtue Hall had run off completely.

And judging by Kong Deming's leisurely manner, once the Holy Spirit Cult showed signs of defeat, those Soul Engineers certainly wouldn't mind coming over to beat a drowning dog.

The target of everyone's arrows!

Those four words came to Ye Xishui's mind, and her face immediately darkened, but she had not yet panicked.

"Mu En, you should have seen the power of the Death God Tower through the Heavenly Screen too!"

She raised a hand, and the soul tool runes on the enormous blood-colored tower behind her suddenly lit up. The wails of the vengeful spirits rose sharply as well.

"In that case, let me show you..."

But before Ye Xishui could finish speaking,

Ten li away, Kong Deming's hand moved slightly inside his sleeve, and a faint silver light flashed within the cuff.

In the next instant, the blood-colored runes on the Death God Tower flickered violently several times. Like a beast with its throat seized, its light abruptly fell into disarray.

The wails of the vengeful spirits turned into terrified shrieks, and the tower began to shake violently.

The pillar of Soul Power gushing from the tower's base sputtered like a leaking bellows.

Then the entire Death God Tower sank downward.

Boom!

The massive tower crashed into the ground outside Shrek City, shaking quite a bit of dust from the bricks and stones on the city walls.

The blood-colored halo around the tower went out completely, leaving only a chilling stench of blood.

The vengeful spirits that had been circling the Death God Tower were no longer bound and immediately scattered in flight, screaming.

Ye Xishui's body swayed in midair, and some of the color drained from her face in an instant.

"Kong Deming!"

Her roar was filled with immense fury, along with a trace of disbelief.

Ten li away, Kong Deming stood on the silver moon and smiled faintly.

"In the Heavenly Screen, even my disciple Huo Yuhao knew to tamper with a soul tool formation of his own making."

"How could I, his teacher, not know how?"