Level Nine Fixed-Install Soul Guidance Shells, the Cicada, the Mantis, and the Oriole (Continued)

The Sun Moon Empire had wiped out Shrek Academy in a single day, and the news had put every well-informed faction on the continent on edge.

Even Du Busi, the sect master of the Body Sect, had been shaken by the Sun Moon Empire's ability to act and its true strength.

Du Busi had personally gone to observe the battle from afar, so he understood even better just how immense a force Wang Dong'er had gathered.

To be frank, for the Body Sect's legacy to continue, he did not want to stand against Wang Dong'er.

At this point, he absolutely could not display his unruly, arrogant nature.

The skies of Douluo Continent were truly about to change.

He did not know how the Body Sect would conduct itself from now on.

Du Busi was also present for Xuan Zi's execution.

Watching an opponent he had fought several times in the past now kneeling dejectedly on the execution platform, Du Busi could not help but sigh inwardly.

The Xuan Zi of old had gorged himself on meat and wine, high-spirited, bold, and valiant. Now, he was merely an old man with white hair and beard, looking like a beggar.

Xuan Zi's Soul Core had long been destroyed. He was nothing more than a cripple now.

His tongue had also been torn out because his ceaseless curses had become far too revolting.

The commoners outside the execution platform were filled with righteous indignation. Nearly everyone held rocks, rotten eggs, wild vegetables, and other such things, continuously hurling them at Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zi glared furiously, but it had no effect.

He was no longer the Limit Douluo who had once dominated the world. He was a cripple without a shred of power.

The rocks, rotten eggs, and wild vegetables thrown by these