The Only Way to Change the Plight of Evil Soul Masters

Outside Ming Capital.

Ye Xishui looked at the Imperial Dragon Soul Tool Master Corps surrounding her on all sides, her expression frosty as her chilling gaze swept across them.

Already irritated, she was growing impatient.

With her strength, she could sense the battle between the two Limit Douluo in the distance. Those familiar auras belonged to Mu En and Long Xiaoyao.

These two people, who should never have met, were now locked in an inseparable battle above Ming Capital.

This was entirely outside the plan, directly disrupting Ye Xishui's subsequent arrangements.

According to the Sun Moon Empire's intelligence, Mu En had long been gravely wounded and near death. He had only survived by relying on the Golden Ancient Tree within the Sea God Pavilion.

Although Mu En had deliberately displayed his presence and strength some time ago, he was clearly putting up a strong front while weak within.

As long as he did not approach Shrek, he should have been incapable of acting.

Yet now...

Not only was this old man alive and well, he had even traveled thousands of miles to the Sun Moon Empire and fought Long Xiaoyao for so long without falling behind. Where was the slightest sign of him being at death's door!?

A bunch of useless fools. They can't even verify their intelligence properly. Ye Xishui cursed inwardly.

With Mu En making a move, the Holy Spirit Cult was slightly inferior in terms of top-tier combat power. Still, with Zhong Liwu and Feng Ling holding the line, coupled with the Sun Moon Empire's cooperation, they had nothing to fear from those Shrek people.

Yet the battle had dragged on for so long, completely against expectations.

Sensing that something was wrong, Ye Xishui had originally planned to go to the imperial palace and see what was