"Four. That's all of them."
He murmured under his breath, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
He could imagine the storm raging outside at this very moment.
It was as if he could already see countless eyes filled with greed, killing intent, and wariness.
They were turning from every corner of the continent toward Shrek, toward him and Dong'er.
Inside his Sea of Consciousness.
There was no excitement in the Ice Empress's cool voice, only boundless worry.
"This is trouble. Now all the killing intent on the entire continent has gathered on you. They won't dare touch Wang Dong'er, but Yuhao, you're in danger."
Electrolux's aged voice was incomparably grave. "Indeed. Yuhao, before your strength has risen to a level where you can be confident, try not to leave Shrek Academy."
In the outer chamber of the Sea God's Pavilion Secret Chamber.
Titan and Niu Tian stared at the phantom image of the "Light Neon Dress" and remained silent for a long time.
At last, Titan let out a heavy sigh and plopped down on the ground, producing a dull thud.
He scratched his head and looked at Niu Tian with a complicated expression. "Big Brother, I admit it. I, Old Tai, truly admit it this time."
"Four martial soul fusion skills. That's definitely one hundred percent compatibility. This isn't fate anymore. In terms of martial souls, this is practically a Born Pair!"
Niu Tian slowly nodded, a complex, inscrutable light flickering in his blue-gold eyes. "Light Neon Dress, amplifying oneself, purifying evil... It faintly aligns with the traits of Dong'er's Sea God Martial Soul."
"It seems none of this was accidental."
He looked in the direction of Huo Yuhao's room.
The last trace of scrutiny and displeasure in his eyes quietly faded away as well.