"The city's been sealed!"
"Shrek City has really sealed itself off!"
In the end, the information was dug up.
Then the news spread directly, and when people heard that the legendary holy land of soul masters had truly fled in defeat...
A faith in their hearts collapsed.
Those who had previously shouted with absolute certainty, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" now had their voices stuck in their throats, the color drained from their faces, leaving only confusion and fear.
Shrek Academy offered no clarification, no furious counterattack. Now, there were only silent city gates.
This was already more destructive than any defense or admission!
The worst possible result had appeared.
Panic spread like ink dripping into clear water, swiftly and unstoppably bleeding outward.
The invincible Shrek had fallen?
The rumors the Holy Spirit Cult had previously spread about Shrek Academy suffering a crushing defeat in the Sun Moon Empire and sustaining disastrous losses were no longer vague, baseless gossip. They had become cold, ironclad proof smashing into everyone's hearts.
On the streets, in teahouses and taverns, even out in the fields, the people who had once discussed Shrek's legendary stories and worshiped Shrek's mighty figures were now shrouded in immense unease.
"Even... even Shrek lost?"
"And lost that badly?"
"More than half their Title Douluo fell?"
"The Sea God Pavilion Master is gravely wounded and dying?" An old man leaned on his cane, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with despairing disbelief.
"That's Shrek! The Shrek that's been undefeated for ten thousand years! They're the backbone of our Douluo Continent, the natural barrier holding back the Sun Moon Empire!"
"I heard they were ambushed in the Sun Moon Empire by a group of Evil Soul Masters called the Holy Spirit Cult? But how could those Evil Soul Masters be that strong? Even