Shrek Academy Cannot Be Destroyed

Elsewhere, at the Holy Spirit Cult's stronghold in Shrek City.

It was an old-fashioned building on the edge of the outer city. Its exterior was dilapidated, and a faded sign hung over the doorway, bearing the four large characters: Four Seas Firm.

No one knew that this seemingly ordinary firm was the Holy Spirit Cult's secret stronghold in Shrek City.

The third basement level had been converted into a sturdy secret chamber. Its walls were covered in soundproofing runes and soul guidance arrays that blocked detection. People outside could not hear a thing from within, nor could they detect the Soul Power fluctuations inside.

In the secret chamber, Ghost Emperor and the Four Heavenly Kings looked at one another.

Ghost Emperor sat in the seat of honor. His entire body was so thin he was practically skin and bones, his face as pale as paper, his eye sockets sunken, his cheekbones jutting high, making him look like a dried corpse that had just crawled out of a coffin. He wore a long black robe embroidered with nine skulls, and each skull's eyes were inlaid with blood-red gems that flickered with an eerie light beneath the dim lamps.

His already-pale cheeks had flushed red with rage, the redness spreading from the base of his neck all the way to his forehead. Blue veins bulged, and his eyeballs looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. His right hand clenched the armrest of his chair, his knuckles cracking, and fine cracks appeared across the armrest.

"Damn that Qiangu Dongfeng! He really is good at going whichever way the wind blows!"

Ghost Emperor suddenly smashed the table in front of him with his fist. Wood splinters scattered everywhere, and the teacups, files, and brush holder on the table all