Sea God Island, the core sacred ground of Shrek Academy, had lost its usual peace.
Towering ancient trees lay broken, the ground was scorched and cracked, and raging currents of Soul Power swept through every corner, compressing the air until it let out a strained whine.
Before Sea God Pavilion, the battle had reached its fiercest point.
"Roar—!"
Elder Xuan threw back his head and roared. The massive phantom of the Godly Taotie Bull solidified behind him, its heavy earthen-yellow light trying to stabilize the teetering space.
His beard and hair stood on end, his clothes were torn to shreds, and an incomparably immense aura erupted from within him.
With fire in his eyes, he glared at the figure shrouded in black mist ahead of him, his voice booming like thunder. "This is Shrek Academy! Who gave you the nerve to run wild here?!"
Facing him was a gaunt old man in a dark purple robe.
Black mist coiled around him, within which countless resentful souls could faintly be seen wailing and shrieking. The Soul Power fluctuations he emitted had reached the terrifying level of a ninety-seventh-rank peak Titled Douluo.
He was the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult's surprise attack.
Hearing Elder Xuan's furious rebuke, the leader let out a sharp, hoarse sneer, his voice as piercing as an owl's cry. "Elder Xuan, you're at death's door, yet you still put on airs as the deputy master of Shrek's Sea God Pavilion? If that old fellow Mu En were still alive, we would naturally have to think twice. But unfortunately, he's already fallen!"
The malice and smugness in his words were undisguised. As the black mist churned, he continued, "As for nerve? Hehehe... Who gave Shrek the nerve to keep hounding our Holy Spirit Cult like rabid dogs? You've