On the bank, Dark Ye Xishui looked at the three Yan Shaozhes who had just landed, a smile playing on her lips.
Among them, the dean of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy—the original Yan Shaozhe—looked the oldest.
The other two looked very different. One was a black-haired, black-eyed child whose brows were full of defiance. The other was a red-haired youth who looked just as arrogant.
When the original Yan Shaozhe sensed the evil aura radiating from the black-haired child, his heart sank into an icy abyss, and all hope instantly left him!
Another one! This one definitely wouldn't let Shrek Academy off either. He was probably here to deal with Shrek Academy alongside Dark Ye Xishui, Dark Ma Xiaotao, and the Holy Spirit Cult behind them.
Was he really going to become an obstacle to the academy he had spent his whole life protecting?!
How was that any different from Xuan Zi?!
For a moment, the original Yan Shaozhe even felt like giving up.
His Soul Power was completely sealed. He couldn't feel even a trace of it circulating through his meridians. Even detonating his own Soul Power like a Soul Master to defend his last shred of dignity was now a hopeless dream.
Ever since he'd learned about that strange little river, he, a dignified Super Douluo and dean of the Martial Soul Department, had done nothing but suffer setbacks!
To Shrek Academy, that river was nothing less than a complete disaster!
Not only had four of the Shrek Seven Devils perished in that river, but even his most beloved mentor, Old Mu En, had fallen because of it...
Yan Shaozhe could already roughly guess what Dark Ye Xishui was going to do.
To an Evil Soul Master, that black-haired "self" was undoubtedly the best ally.