The First Mortal to Die at the Hands of a God!

"Who is this man?"

Obviously, Elder Zu could not possibly give him an answer.

Mu En could not sense the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power from Bai Qi. Either he was an ordinary person without a Martial Soul, or...

At that thought, Mu En's expression darkened.

"Could this man's realm be above this old man's?"

Yet Elder Zu merely smiled without answering and made a gesture of invitation.

With a casual tear through space, Mu En's figure teleported to a point several hundred meters away from Bai Qi.

Though he could not sense the slightest trace of Soul Power, the overwhelming killing intent around Bai Qi was exceptionally dense. Mu En seemed to see a Blood-Red Armored Giant nearly a thousand meters tall standing behind him!

That intangible killing intent affected only him. Mu En noticed that some inner court students by Sea God Lake were completely unaffected and were still taking walks there.

Feeling that murderous aura, which could easily crush him to death, Mu En knew the other man was definitely not a Pseudo-God.

"Are you a Demigod?!!"

The handsome middle-aged man looked very gentle. "No more words. Become a Pseudo-God and fight me."

In Mu En's eyes, Bai Qi's was the only voice that could be heard in this world.

His tone carried an air that permitted no refusal.

This battle was unavoidable! That was Mu En's first thought.

Yet his heart was full of bitterness. If you'd told me there was a Demigod here, why would this old man have rushed over to get beaten up?

If Xu Xiao knew what Mu En was thinking, he would only sneer.

I came to subdue you. If I do not fight, how will I make these proud Shrek students lower their heads?

After all, Douluo Continent revered strength above all else. Xu Xiao knew very well that these Shrek people, whose heads were filled with nothing but martial prowess, were actually easy to subdue!

Mu En released the suppression on his own realm. The violent Soul Power of Rank 99 instantly tore apart every disguise, and vast amounts of Soul Power began crazily pouring into him!

"I am Mu En, Sea God Pavilion Master. No one is permitted to interfere in my match with this Demigod. Everyone, get away from Sea God Lake. Today, I shall become a Pseudo-God and fight!"

The many teachers and students of Shrek Academy were all dumbfounded. Their Pavilion Master was actually going to become a Pseudo-God?!

Even more outrageous, he was going to fight a Demigod! This made the outer court students, who had never witnessed such a grand scene, even more eager to see it for themselves. Even the inner court students did not want to go too far away.

Seeing this, Mu En could only send voice transmissions to every pavilion elder and order the inner court teachers to drive everyone farther away, even if they had to force them!

A teacher grabbed a sixth-year student who still wanted to approach and watch this divine battle.

"Are you crazy? This is a battle of gods! Even Title Douluo would not dare guarantee they could survive the clash of their soul skills!"

The many students nearby were instantly frightened, but some still refused to give up.

"Teacher, it cannot be that serious, right? Pseudo-Gods and Demigods are not actual gods."

An inner court pavilion elder flew into a rage upon hearing this. A giant hand formed from Soul Power sent that student flying far away with a slap.

"I think you truly do not want to live! I always told you to study more theory, but now each and every one of you has returned everything you learned to your teachers."

"Above Limit Douluo, Pseudo-Gods are fundamentally different from Soul Masters. How can the strongest methods they wield possibly be judged by the limits of a Limit Douluo?"

The old man painfully sent students flying one after another, but he still patiently filled in their theoretical knowledge.

"Remember this: even the weakest Pseudo-God bears the word 'god.' Before them, Limit Douluo are like ants!"

The Soul Power within a hundred-mile radius began continuously converging on Mu En. Once he saw that the surrounding students had all moved far away, he completely released the speed of his absorption!

At once, Mu En became like a black hole, greedily drawing in all the Soul Power around him.

Even a Soul Sage caught within it would have their Martial Soul Avatar mercilessly torn apart by that irresistible devouring force!

Bai Qi was not affected in the slightest. He merely waited quietly and casually placed a protective barrier around Elder Zu.

"This is only a Pseudo-God, yet he already possesses such might."

Elder Zu held up Xu Xiao's video Soul Tool. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Lord, do not be fooled by the tremendous spectacle caused by his breakthrough. It is only because Douluo Star has yet to produce Immortal Spirit Qi."

"Thus, he can only absorb vast quantities of Soul Power and convert it into the small amount of divine power within his body."

One hour later.

Mu En's aged face had returned to how it looked in his forties. Nourished by divine power, his entire body had begun evolving in an inhuman direction!

However, even after breaking through to become a Pseudo-God, when he looked at Bai Qi, he still felt as though the man were a towering mountain. That intense sense of danger had not changed in the slightest after his breakthrough.

"May I ask what realm you are in, Senior?"

Mu En humbly asked for guidance. This was also his first contact with the power of gods. Though the divine power in his body was scarce, even using a mere wisp of it to trigger a soul skill would allow him to casually kill his former self.

Xu Xiao nodded at Bai Qi.

Bai Qi originally had no desire to waste words on these people. If not for his lord's request, he would have turned everyone in this academy into nourishment for his ascension to godhood.

"I have comprehended the Path to Demigodhood. You may call my current realm the Peak Demigod!"

"That is enough. I will not beat you to death. I will spare your life!"

Seeing that Mu En still wished to ask more questions, Bai Qi showed no regard for his status as Sea God Pavilion Master and humiliated him before the teachers and students of Shrek Academy.

Mu En did not feel angry. He was not one of those easily enraged people. Just as he was preparing to begin the fight, an irritating voice suddenly rang out.

"This old man sees that you, an Evil Soul Master, actually dare spout such arrogant nonsense and humiliate Shrek's Pavilion Master! The ten-thousand-year honor and standing of Shrek Academy, and the Pavilion Master's heaven-shaking cultivation—how could you possibly compare to them?!"

Elder Xuan's reckless voice abruptly reached everyone's ears.

Even Xu Xiao was somewhat stunned when he saw the old man in the sky still gnawing on a chicken leg.

"I did not expect such a foolish person to exist in this world."

Xu Xiao secretly gave Elder Xuan a thumbs-up. He admired the man's intelligence. Perhaps only one person like this had emerged across the entire continent in ten thousand years, and he had even cultivated to Rank 98.

Before Mu En could speak to excuse Elder Xuan,

Bai Qi coldly swept his gaze over Elder Xuan, who had jumped out to seek death.

A glint flashed through his eyes.

A massive blade of killing intent, dozens of meters long, instantly shot toward Elder Xuan's neck.

Before a Demigod, he did not even have time to activate a single soul skill.

Mu En had not expected Bai Qi to kill someone without a word of disagreement. Seeing that it was already too late to stop him, he could only sigh toward the heavens. "Xuan Zi, after all these years, you still refused to change. Ah!"

The long blade formed from killing intent cleanly severed Elder Xuan's head without any obstruction. His face still wore an expression of enjoyment at the taste of the chicken leg before his death, making the sight exceptionally absurd.

"A god must not be insulted!"

Naturally, Bai Qi would not spare someone who dared provoke him.

His gaze casually swept toward the pavilion elders, teachers, and students.

Everyone in Schlke Academy held their breath, not daring to make the slightest sound for fear that they would be the next to die.

Like crushing an ant, Elder Xuan, a Rank 98 Super Douluo, had not even had time to release a soul skill. After that, no one dared step forward to say another word.

At this point, Mu En could only force himself to step forward. Otherwise, the group would fall apart.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Light Holy Dragon True Body!"