Xuan Zi Crippled, Mu En Jumps into the River

"Plop."

The soul bone hit the water without raising much of a splash, vanishing beneath the river's surface.

This scene made Xuan Zi, already gravely wounded, so furious he nearly spat another mouthful of blood!

His eyes bulged as he stared at Mu En in disbelief, his gaze seeming to say: Elder Mu, have you lost your mind?!

"Elder Mu! That was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone! And the most precious torso bone at that! You just... just threw it away like that?!"

Xuan Zi was so agitated he nearly jumped up, but the movement aggravated his injuries, making him wince in pain.

In his eyes, this was sheer wastefulness! A crime against heaven's gifts!

After all, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was extremely precious even for Shrek Academy—how could it be tossed into some random river?!

"Elder Xuan, please calm down."

Beibei, standing beside him, steadied him and explained softly.

"Great-grandfather must be testing whether this river... affects non-living things the same way."

"Testing?"

Xuan Zi was taken aback.

Mu En's aged gaze never left the placid river surface as he spoke slowly, his voice carrying an unyielding resolve.

"That's right, testing."

"I want to see if this soul bone will also split into three when it enters."

Mu En turned his head, his deep eyes sweeping over Beibei and Xuan Zi, his words carrying a deeper consideration.

"More importantly, if it can split into three, I want to try... whether we can take only one of them."

"If something like what happened to you occurs again, with that kind of evil-qi-infused fiend appearing, the consequences would be unthinkable—a disaster for the entire Douluo Continent."

Mu En's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly dousing Xuan Zi's rage.

Beibei's heart also tightened sharply as he suddenly grasped Mu En's deeper intent.

Indeed!

One Elder Xuan was already enough trouble for Shrek.

Now, with Righteous Qi Xuan Zi, who embodied extreme justice and acted ruthlessly, and Evil Qi Xuan Zi, who represented ultimate evil and lawlessness, both running loose—with their Super Douluo-level strength—they could turn the entire Douluo Continent upside down!

If this river's ability were discovered by the Holy Spirit Sect or the Sun Moon Empire...

They could mass-produce Evil Soul Masters born solely for destruction and slaughter!

That would be a calamity sweeping across the entire continent!

Just as they were pondering this, the calm river surface finally began to change.

A figure appeared silently on the water, holding a fishing rod with a lazy smile on his face.

It was Lin Feng!

He grinned at Mu En on the shore—this guy was somewhat clever, but... useless. The choice had never been in the hands of these people from Douluo Continent from the start.

With a light flick of his rod, he reeled in a torso bone radiating terrifying energy—clearly a soul bone at the hundred-thousand-year level or above!

Lin Feng's gaze swept over the three faces, then he looked at Mu En with a playful grin.

"Young Dragon God Douluo~"

"Did you drop this hundred-thousand-year metal-attribute soul bone?"

He pointed at the golden soul bone, the one with the most dazzling light and a quality clearly far surpassing the original.

Hundred thousand years?!

Xuan Zi and Beibei's eyes nearly popped out!

A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone thrown in came out as a hundred-thousand-year one?!

Mu En's eyes narrowed, but as the Sea God Pavilion Master who had weathered countless storms, he looked at Lin Feng and slowly, yet with absolute clarity, uttered a single word.

"Yes."

The smile on Lin Feng's face vanished instantly.

His seemingly lazy eyes turned icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

"Liar. None of you get anything."

As he spoke, the soul bone before him dissolved into light, as if it had never existed.

He lifted his fishing rod and turned, preparing to sink slowly back beneath the river's surface, just like before.

"You bastard! Stop right there, Old Man!"

Xuan Zi completely erupted!

It was this guy!

He was the one who caused all this! Reduced him to such a miserable state, and now dared to swallow Shrek's soul bone!

Old grudges and new hatred surged in his heart. Xuan Zi let out a roar as the Taotie God Bull Martial Soul instantly possessed him. His massive body, ignoring his injuries, charged like a small mountain toward Lin Feng on the river surface, a giant palm covered in thick scales slamming down fiercely!

"Oh? A mere Super Douluo dares to make a move against the River God?"

Lin Feng didn't even turn his head, merely uttering a single sentence calmly.

Without any extra motion, an invisible, supreme force descended in an instant.

It wasn't Soul Power, nor spiritual force, but a divine power that transcended all the rules of this world!

Xuan Zi, who had been charging at Lin Feng with the force of a thunderbolt, suddenly froze stiff!

Then, before the horrified gazes of Beibei and Mu En, he fell straight down with a "plop," kneeling on the ground and smashing a massive crater into it.

His two legs were now as limp as noodles. No matter how he channeled his Soul Power or tried to support himself with his arms, he could no longer stand.

No blood. No wounds.

But his legs were crippled.

From the fundamental level of the laws themselves, he had been stripped of the right to "stand"!

"This... this is... divine power!"

Mu En exclaimed in shock. For the first time, his eyes, which had witnessed countless vicissitudes, revealed such intense astonishment and horror!

He could clearly feel that the level of that power far surpassed a Limit Douluo—it was absolutely within the domain of a deity!

This seemingly ordinary young man was actually a god?!

Lin Feng's figure slowly dissipated before Mu En's stunned eyes, as if he had never existed.

By the river, a deathly silence fell.

Mu En slowly turned to look at Xuan Zi, who was kneeling on the ground, eyes bloodshot, desperately trying to stand but failing. His gaze was incredibly complex.

He knew... Xuan Zi was finished.

A Taotie Douluo who couldn't stand, a crippled Super Douluo of the assault type—his combat power had been reduced to less than a tenth.

Mu En's heart sank to the bottom.

Now, among Shrek Academy's high-level combatants, only he remained.

And as for himself...

Mu En felt a violent churning inside him. The power he had unleashed just now to force Righteous Qi Xuan Zi to back down through a direct clash had caused the old injuries he had suppressed to erupt once more.

He knew... his time was running out.

For Shrek, for the future of the continent, he had to do something.

A unprecedented resolve flashed in Mu En's eyes.

"Beibei."

"Great-grandfather, I'm here."

"I have an important matter I intend to entrust to you."

Mu En's voice was very soft, yet it weighed like a mountain.

"Elder Mu! You!"

Xuan Zi also sensed something was wrong and looked up in shock.

Beibei's face changed drastically: "Great-grandfather! What are you going to do?!"

Mu En did not answer them. He only took one last, deep look in the direction of Shrek Academy, his eyes filled with longing and reluctance.

But the next second, all those emotions were replaced by determination.

For Shrek, he had to gamble on that one-in-ten-thousand chance! To let the young Dragon God Douluo of Light appear once more!

Amid the shouts of Beibei and Xuan Zi, Mu En's aged figure leaped without hesitation into the eerie small river.