Shrek Sea God's Pavilion Beaten While Hanging by Star Dou's Ferocious Beasts!

The rain grew ever more violent, bean-sized raindrops smashing against the energy shields of both sides and bursting into sprays of fine water.

The battlefield in the Core Area of the Star Dou Great Forest had long since become a complete mess. Broken ancient trees lay strewn across the ground, while the earth torn apart by energy shockwaves exposed dark brown soil mixed with rainwater and blood, giving off a pungent, sickly-sweet stench.

Mu En was forced back again and again by Di Tian's Black Dragon Flame.

Although he was a Limit Douluo, Di Tian's strength surpassed that of a Limit Douluo. He was, without question, the number one powerhouse on the Douluo Continent.

"Your strength is far weaker than it was back then."

Di Tian's enormous dragon claw swept across, carrying a fierce wind that tore through space. His voice was filled with ice-cold mockery. "Those are injuries from when you risked your life against that old bastard Du Bisi, aren't they? The mighty Dragon God Douluo reduced to such a state... how pathetic."

Mu En gritted his teeth and forcibly twisted his body aside to evade the dragon claw, but the wind from the claw struck the light wings on his back, instantly tearing a long gash through them. Golden blood splattered out, falling into the mud and immediately washing pale beneath the rain.

"Shut up!" he roared, gathering the Soul Power within his body and turning it into a stream of golden dragon breath that he blasted toward Di Tian.

Di Tian sneered at the sight and took the attack head-on without the slightest concern.

With a loud noise, Light Power and Dark Force collided, and the resulting shockwave spread outward in every direction.

Black Dragon Annihilation!

A moment later, Di Tian's eyes narrowed, and the darkness within his body suddenly surged.

Mu En flew backward like a kite with its string cut, slamming viciously into a thousand-year-old tree and shattering its trunk. He struggled to rise, only to find pain screaming through every limb and bone. The Soul Power inside him churned like raging waves, impossible to gather.

"Did you really think that breaking through to Limit Douluo would let you contend with me?"

Di Tian slowly approached, contempt gleaming in his golden vertical pupils. "Leaving aside the fact that your Holy Dragon of Light cannot restrain me at all, your old injuries have left your strength vastly diminished. What makes you think you can fight me?"

Mu En coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his vision began to blur. He knew Di Tian was telling the truth. In that battle against Du Bisi, the leader of the Body Sect, he had ultimately won, but his foundation had been damaged as well. As a result, even as a Level 99 Limit Douluo, he could usually only walk bent over.

As for attributes, the Holy Dragon of Light was indeed not Extreme Light. While it could avoid being suppressed, it could not possibly restrain Di Tian's Extreme Darkness.

He raised his head and looked at Di Tian's terrifying dragon head covered in black scales, a trace of resolve flashing through his eyes.

"Stubborn fool!" Di Tian roared, gathering Black Dragon Flame once more. This time, the flames were even denser than before. He clearly intended to finish Mu En for good.

At that critical moment, Xuan Zi suddenly lunged in from the side. His enormous body after Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul Possession blocked Mu En, forcibly taking Di Tian's attack.

Boom!

Xuan Zi let out a muffled groan. His huge body was blasted backward by the Black Dragon Flame, the fur on his chest charred black, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Yet he still forced himself to shout, "Elder Mu! Go!"

Seeing Xuan Zi so badly wounded, Mu En felt a sharp pain in his heart. He knew they were doomed to lose this battle today.

Elsewhere, Xiong Jun was toying with Qian Duoduo and Xian Lin'er.

"Is that all you've got?"

Xiong Jun's enormous Dark Gold Dreadclaw easily tore through Qian Duoduo's Black Dragon Shield. He snorted disdainfully. "Level 94? More like ninety-four pounds of trash!"

Qian Duoduo's face was deathly pale. His Black Dragon Shield was a top-tier defensive Martial Soul, and with the carefully crafted Soul Tools that supported it, even a Level 95 assault-type Douluo would not be able to break through it easily. Yet before Xiong Jun, his defense was as flimsy as paper. Every collision left his arms numb and drained enormous amounts of Soul Power.

As expected of the number one bear on the Douluo Continent. With that kind of attack power, he was probably already close to a Limit Douluo.

"Qian Duoduo!" Seeing this, Xian Lin'er cried out anxiously. After Green Flame Dragon Martial Soul Possession, she transformed into a streak of green lightning. The spear in her hand blazed with raging green flames as it stabbed toward Xiong Jun's flank.

Green flame was an extreme fire produced by the violent friction of wind-attributed Soul Power. Its temperature was terrifyingly high, and its destructive power was immense. Ordinary Soul Beasts would burn the moment they touched it. Yet Xiong Jun seemed completely unaffected, allowing the green flames to fall upon his dark gold fur. They only produced a sizzling sound, without even burning a single hair.

"Does that tickle?" Xiong Jun swung a claw at Xian Lin'er's spear. The enormous force instantly knocked it from her grasp, sending her flying backward into Qian Duoduo.

"Pfft—"

The two spat out blood at the same time and crashed to the ground in miserable condition. Qian Duoduo hurriedly took out several healing Soul Tools, intending to treat Xian Lin'er, but Xiong Jun stepped down on his chest.

"Don't waste your effort."

Xiong Jun stared down at them with crimson eyes, his voice carrying a cruel smile. "Your Soul Tools are useless against me. Just obediently wait for death!"

Qian Duoduo clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He and Xian Lin'er were both senior Elders of Shrek Academy. Together, they could fight even a Level 96 Douluo, yet before Xiong Jun, they had no room to fight back at all. Was this the gap created by absolute strength?

"Xiong Jun! Don't get too arrogant!" Xian Lin'er struggled to rise, but Xiong Jun's foot pinned her down so firmly that she could not move.

"Arrogant?" Xiong Jun burst into laughter. "I have the right to be arrogant! Don't you humans always call yourselves the spirit of all living things? Today, I'll show you that before absolute power, you are nothing!"

As he spoke, the Dark Gold Dreadclaw rose again. He clearly intended to kill them.

"Stop!"

An angry shout rang out as Yan Shaozhe and Cai Mei'er charged toward Xiong Jun, intending to rescue Qian Duoduo and Xian Lin'er. But they themselves were tightly entangled by Zi Ji and had no chance to spare themselves.

Zi Ji transformed into a streak of Purple lightning. The pressure of the Hell Demon Dragon King made both Yan Shaozhe and Cai Mei'er feel a chill in their hearts. She was incredibly fast, far surpassing ordinary agility-type Douluo, and the two could not keep up with her rhythm at all.

"Light Phoenix? Evil-Breaking Dragon Soul Spear?"

Zi Ji's voice carried a trace of teasing. "They sound impressive enough. Too bad their users are too weak."

Yan Shaozhe's Light Phoenix Martial Soul was a top-tier Beast Martial Soul. Its light attribute possessed an exceptionally strong restraining effect against evil forces. Cai Mei'er's Evil-Breaking Dragon Soul Spear was an Martial Soul specifically meant to counter the Dragon Clan. When the spear struck, it moved like a dragon, carrying an aura that broke evil and destroyed filth.

Yet Zi Ji was a pure-blooded true dragon. The bloodline of the Hell Demon Dragon King was incomparably noble, and the restraining effects of their Martial Souls had little effect on her.

Yan Shaozhe roared, spreading the phoenix wings behind his back. Countless golden feathers shot toward Zi Ji like sharp arrows.

Evil-Breaking Dragon Spear! Cai Mei'er attacked at the same time, her spear transforming into a golden giant dragon that charged straight at Zi Ji with unstoppable momentum.

Zi Ji snorted coldly, and her figure flashed as she instantly appeared behind them.

The next moment, she returned to her true form. Her enormous tail swept across like an iron whip, striking heavily against their backs.

"Ah!"

The two screamed and fell forward together, blood spraying from their mouths. Several feathers on Yan Shaozhe's phoenix wings were snapped off, while Cai Mei'er's spear nearly flew from her hand.

"With only this much skill, you still want to save others?" Zi Ji floated before them, mockery filling her Purple Eyes. "You should worry about yourselves first!"

As she spoke, she transformed into a streak of Purple lightning again and attacked the two. Yan Shaozhe and Cai Mei'er exchanged a glance, each seeing solemnity and helplessness in the other's eyes. They knew that if this continued, Zi Ji would eventually wear them to death.