Yuanen Yehui, Dead!

Alba's Demon Legion has been almost completely wiped out. Of the nine most powerful Greater Demon, who were comparable to Super Douluo, only six remain, and all of them are wounded and weak.

As they watched their monarch Alba vanish without a trace before that human, the fighting spirit that had once sustained them so fiercely vanished.

Their gazes were simultaneously fixed on the slowly closing Demon Gate, their only escape route.

The six Greater Demon made the same choice almost simultaneously: they shook off their opponents and charged at full speed toward the closing Light Gate.

At that moment, they had only one thought in their minds—to go home!

However, the powerful figures of the Spirit Pagoda would not give them such an opportunity. Coupled with Long Yeyue, who was already bloodthirsty, these Greater Demon who were only focused on escaping were simply sitting ducks.

In the blink of an eye, the five Greater Demon fell one after another, leaving their Life God forever on the land they had wanted to conquer.

In the end, only one Greater Demon managed to squeeze into the dissipating Light Gate just before the Demon Gate completely closed, thus narrowly escaping with his life.

However, there was one thing he didn't know: if Huo Yuhao hadn't secretly transmitted his voice to the Spirit Pagoda Super Douluo who was chasing him, he wouldn't have been able to leave alive.

Watching the Demon Gate completely vanish, Huo Yuhao asked in a low voice within his Spirit Sea, "Teacher, is it really possible to find that Demon Plane again?"

Electrolux's voice was calm and resolute. "I have already placed Magic Mark on him. You may not be able to sense him now, but once you become a god, you can activate that mark with Divine Power and you will definitely be able to reposition the coordinates of the Demon Plane."

Alba is already dead, will probably never know the kind of disaster his invasion will bring to the entire Demon Plane.

The ruins of the Shrek Academy were now densely covered with the corpses of demons, their blood soaking into the soil and rubble, and a strong, pungent odor filled the air.

However, many human corpses were also among them. Although the powerful figures from the Spirit Pagoda arrived in time, this sudden disaster still claimed hundreds of Life God.

This included both ordinary citizens who had come simply to watch the spectacle and envoys sent by various powerful forces to observe the ceremony.

However, the students of the Shrek Academy suffered the most casualties.

They believed the disaster was caused by Shrek, so they fought with all their might to stop the Demon Creatures pouring out of the Light Gate.

The Shrek Academy students, being located right next to the exit of the Demon Gate, were the first to bear the brunt of the impact and therefore paid the heaviest price.

Not long ago, more than two hundred students stood on these ruins, but now less than one hundred remain.

Many young faces have lost their vitality, while those who survive bear the pallor of someone who has survived a catastrophe, the lingering fear, and an indescribable complexity.

Huo Yuhao stood in mid-air, looking down at the chaotic battlefield below, before calmly withdrawing his gaze.

He made no comment on the devastation at the Shrek Academy, merely glancing at the Spirit Pagoda members behind him before calmly instructing, "Contact person, treat the wounded."

The powerful members of the Spirit Pagoda then left together, and the subsequent treatment would be handled by specialized personnel from the Spirit Pagoda.

The remaining powerful figures from various major forces around them looked at the Shrek Devils with undisguised anger.

Finally, someone couldn't help but shout out, "What does Shrek Academy mean by this? Are they going to collude with other dimensions too?"

These words were like a fuse that was lit, and a chorus of echoes immediately arose from the crowd.

In the past, if anyone dared to "slander" Shrek Academy to its face like this, Long Yeyue would have already taken action.

However, at this moment, she just stood there blankly, her old eyes empty, as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

She simply couldn't understand how things had come to this.

Her meticulously planned reconstruction ceremony, the procedures she had repeatedly rehearsed, and the arrangements she thought would reignite Shrek's glory, have all now vanished into thin air.

Shrek Academy once enjoyed considerable influence on the continent, but after today's disaster, its millennia-old reputation is likely to be completely destroyed.

With the fall of the demon lord Alba and the closing of the Light Gate, Yuanen Yehui finally returned to normal.

She stood amidst the ruins, her gaze sweeping blankly across her surroundings.

The bodies of the trainees lying in pools of blood, the unfamiliar looks in the eyes of the survivors, the expressions of fear and anger...

She suddenly remembered everything she had just done; this upheaval, this tragedy, seemed to have Qidian with him.

Her heart skipped a beat, and feelings of guilt, regret, and pain overwhelmed her like a flood.

Tears welled up in her eyes and silently slid down her cheeks.

She murmured, "How could this be... how could this happen..."

She then flipped her right hand, Darkness Power rapidly condensed in her palm, transforming into a jet-black longsword.

Without hesitation, she flipped her wrist, and the blade cleanly and swiftly sliced across her neck.

Dark purple blood gushed out, drawing a short arc in the air before splashing onto the soil at her feet.

She fell backward and crashed heavily to the ground, her gaze fixed on the gray sky above, the light in her pupils gradually fading.

Meanwhile, her teachers and classmates, who were with her day and night, stood quietly in place, watching helplessly as her Life God slipped away bit by bit.

There were no gasps, no attempts to stop them, and no one stepped forward.

Cai Yue'er glanced at Long Yeyue, who remained silent beside her, opened her mouth, and finally asked in a low voice, "Elder Long, what should we do now?"

Her voice carried an unprecedented sense of helplessness; she truly didn't know what to do in this situation.

Upon hearing this, Long Yeyue slowly raised her head.

The light that had been in those old eyes was gone, replaced by a cloudiness.

She watched as the people from the Spirit Pagoda moved through the ruins, treating the wounded, watched the bodies being carried away, and watched the onlookers whose eyes were filled with fear and anger. She remained silent for a long time.

When she finally spoke, her voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded. "Treat the wounded first... we can talk about the rest later."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again, as if she had exhausted all the strength to say another word.