Dai Mubai, Death!

As Lin Feng's fifth Soul Ring lit up, immense wind pressure gathered at his fingertips, eventually transforming into a highly penetrative beam that shot directly towards Zhao Wuji's heart.

If he were a Soul Sage from ten thousand years later, this attack would have been enough to kill him. However, Zhao Wuji was, after all, a Soul Sage from this most difficult era of cultivation, and he was considered a strong individual among Soul Sages. Thus, he didn't die outright from this attack.

Years of experience with danger made him instinctively activate the Immovable Bright King Body while simultaneously moving away from his original position at maximum speed, attempting to evade Lin Feng's unseen attack.

Zhao Wuji's intuition was correct, but Lin Feng's Extreme Wind Meteor Kill was too fast. It was so fast that even though he reacted immediately, he was still a step too late.

The vital point of his heart was narrowly avoided, but his left arm was pierced by the Extreme Wind Meteor Kill, with a portion of his bones completely torn apart.

The intense pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat instantly. Then, his seventh Soul Ring lit up, and in this unavoidable situation, he unleashed his Spirit Avatar.

As the Spirit Avatar activated, he transformed into a giant bear and began to frantically release Soul Power outwards, attempting to disperse the mist.

With the burst of the Spirit Avatar, the Soul Power was effective in dispersing the mist. Lin Feng was, after all, sixteen levels lower in Soul Power than Zhao Wuji, and the Spirit Avatar was inherently an explosive ability. Thus, Zhao Wuji could see things within ten meters. It was just a pity that Lin Feng was not within ten meters of him. Knowing that Zhao Wuji could use his Spirit Avatar's burst, how could Lin Feng possibly choose to clash head-on with Zhao Wuji in his area of expertise?

Seeing his Spirit Avatar burst forth yet still not seeing Lin Feng, Zhao Wuji knew the situation was dire. However, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart and used his recent memory to search for Tang San and the others.

"Teacher Zhao, your hand! Is that kid that strong?" Dai Mubai said in disbelief, looking at Zhao Wuji's injury and his Spirit Avatar.

"Damn it, I've run into a tough opponent. His strength isn't much greater than mine, but his abilities counter me too severely. Xiao Bai, you guys split up and run. As long as one of you can reach Dean Flender, this matter will be easier to handle."

"The Dean also uses wind and smoke, and he's the same type of Soul Master as that guy. But the Dean, as a seventy-eighth level Soul Sage, has much higher Soul Power than him. In a fight, the Dean would ultimately win."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong frowned. "Teacher Zhao, are you sure we can outrun a wind-attribute Soul Emperor?"

As the owner of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Rongrong had been trained in survival on the battlefield. Therefore, Ning Rongrong ran quite fast.

But that kind of speed depended on who she was comparing herself to. If she were comparing herself to other second-ring Soul Grand Masters, Ning Rongrong was confident she could outrun them, especially since the second Soul Skill of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was acceleration.

However, if she had to outrun a wind-attribute Soul Master who could beat up Zhao Wuji and was at least a high-level Soul Emperor, Ning Rongrong just wanted to say that her dad should try that. She definitely couldn't outrun him.

Wind-attribute Soul Masters always had high speed and high attack power, often being the fastest among all attributes. She truly couldn't outrun him. Never mind that she was the lower-level one; even if she were the higher-level one, it wouldn't be easy to escape, unless she was significantly stronger than the wind-attribute Soul Master.

"We have to run even if we can't. Fighting is impossible now. His abilities counter me too severely. The only way now is to split up so someone can go back and report."

"Tang San, you come with me. The rest of you, go in different directions and try your best to return to Shrek. If all else fails, reveal your backing; it will make him hesitate somewhat."

"Huh? Reveal our backing?" Oscar pointed at himself. "Teacher Zhao, are you serious?"

"You're only fourteen and you've reached level thirty, and you're a level thirty Food System Soul Master. He should be more interested in recruiting you than doing anything to you."

Oscar fell silent. This was the first time he had doubted the correctness of going to Shrek.

"I want to go with my brother." Seeing Zhao Wuji about to grab Tang San to leave, Xiao Wu grabbed Tang San's hand, preparing to leave with him.

Tang San also grabbed Xiao Wu, clearly not intending to separate from her.

However, Zhao Wuji didn't have the mood to say more to Tang San at this moment. He knocked Tang San unconscious with a slap, pulled Xiao Wu's hand away, and then quickly left.

With the state of the Spirit Avatar and the visibility of Cloud Mist Control being only three meters without the full burst of a Soul Sage, Xiao Wu quickly lost sight of Tang San and Zhao Wuji.

Furthermore, as she became isolated, a miniature tornado trapped her, making it difficult for her to break free.

Of course, there was a way to break free: she could quickly break through to level thirty, condense her third Soul Ring, and then use the Teleportation Soul Skill to escape.

But the matter of condensing her third Soul Ring herself was still unclear in this era. And some things, once investigated, could reveal her true identity as a Soul Beast. Coupled with the fact that Xiao Wu and Tang San didn't have that intense a relationship yet, Xiao Wu's steps were directly halted by Lin Feng's Wind Bind.

While Xiao Wu was trapped by the Wind Bind, the other Shrek Seven Devils were also finding their own ways out.

Oscar ran off without knowing which direction, while Zhu Zhuqing had her hands held by Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong, respectively.

"Zhuqing, come with me!"

"Zhuqing, ignore this guy with bad eyes. Stay here with me. My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can protect you."

Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong were in direct opposition. Dai Mubai wanted to add an extra layer of insurance for himself, as he and Zhu Zhuqing had a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Ning Rongrong, as a support-type Soul Master, felt a sense of fear if she didn't have a familiar battle-type Soul Master by her side, so she wanted to stay with Zhu Zhuqing.

"Ning Rongrong! You bitch, are you looking for death! Do you think I wouldn't dare to rape and kill you first!" Dai Mubai's eyes, filled with killing intent, turned towards Ning Rongrong. If it weren't for the fact that this was not the right time, Dai Mubai might have actually followed through on his words.

"Hmph! At this point, isn't it all because you and that fatso were flirting with other female students? Be careful when that person comes looking for you later, you'll be in trouble!"

"You!"

"What? I see you only put on a show in front of women. If you've got the guts, fight that person! What do you mean 'It's Mediocre Not to Cause Trouble,' I think you're just bullying the weak and fearing the strong!"

Ning Rongrong retorted at Dai Mubai, and Dai Mubai finally couldn't control his killing intent towards Ning Rongrong. However, just as his third Soul Ring lit up, a Wind Blade directly severed Dai Mubai's arm.

Then, Lin Feng stomped on Dai Mubai's face, crushing his head. "What a piece of trash."