Beneath the Tournament, Undercurrents Stir

"What?!"

The Rank Eight Evil Soul Master was completely stunned. He had never imagined that this lone member of the Shrek Team who had caught his attention would possess such terrifying strength!

This person was a member of the Shrek Team! That meant he was under twenty!

How the hell could someone under twenty have an aura stronger than his, a Rank Eight Evil Soul Master?!

The sacred Aura of Light spread continuously, swallowing the darkness that shrouded the area in an instant.

Yes, light devoured darkness!

It seemed hard to believe, yet it was truly happening in this narrow alley.

The countless pale skeletal arms that had been reaching for Mu En dissolved like ice beneath the blazing sun, utterly incapable of resisting.

Centered around Mu En's body, the power of light spread outward, devouring the surrounding darkness and forming a domain of light.

The originally cold, gloomy environment now became bright and warm.

"Y-you, who exactly are you?!"

The Rank Eight Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master had wanted to flee the moment that powerful aura appeared, but the domain of light had completely covered the surrounding darkness. His Martial Soul, which depended on darkness, had become utterly useless.

"A Rank Eight Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master. I'll capture you first."

Mu En's gaze sharpened as he slowly extended a hand toward him.

The Rank Eight Evil Soul Master suddenly heard an incomparably piercing dragon roar beside his ears. The roar nearly shattered his Sea of Consciousness and plunged his soul into silence.

Strong!

Far too strong!

He knew this was absolutely an opponent he could not resist, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not understand how this Shrek Team competitor, who was under twenty, possessed such horrifying power!

Boom!

It was as though a