Go tell it to my Level 9 Fixed-Station Soul Cannon shells!

[Just as you and Elder Ma were preparing to rest, the door was lightly knocked. A waiter dressed in fine attire respectfully handed over a gold-stamped invitation—Starlight Auction House, top-tier auction.]

[Looking at the invitation, you merely glanced at it before tossing it aside.]

["I'm not going."]

[You refused quite bluntly. According to the original "script," the embryo of the Snow Empress would appear as the grand finale at this auction and eventually fall into the hands of Mingde Hall.]

[Since the outcome was predetermined, why waste the time? It was better to recharge your energy in the hotel.]

[Thus, the Sun Moon Team split into two groups. Elder Ma took the main force to join the excitement, leaving only you, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen in the room.]

[The atmosphere was, for a time, very... strange.]

[Xiao Hongchen sat cross-legged in the corner, his soul power surging as he gritted his teeth and cultivated.]

[Ever since losing to you, this proud son of heaven had engraved the goal of "working you to death" onto his forehead, swearing to reclaim his dignity in the next encounter.]

[As for Meng Hongchen, her thoughts were much simpler.]

[She rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful eyes practically glued to you. Having finally found a chance to be alone (even with a lightbulb present), how could she let it slip away?]

[Only...]

[Meng Hongchen cast a resentful glance at her own brother in the corner: This lightbulb, why does he have to be so bright? Can't he have some awareness and go out to cultivate!]

[Elder Ma and his group returned.]

[You asked about the final auction item as if it were a casual thought, but you received an answer that surprised you—there was no Snow Empress embryo!]

["The butterfly effect, then..."]

[Your heart stirred. It seemed that because of your intervention, the original timeline had already shifted.]

[Since that was the case, after the tournament ended, a trip to the Far North would be mandatory. You had to go personally to confirm the condition of the Ice Empress.]

[One day later, the quarterfinals began!]

[You, who had been hiding behind the scenes, finally made a rare appearance.]

[Facing your opponents, you didn't even need to use your martial soul, easily crushing them with just physical techniques and soul tools. The Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy advanced strongly into the semifinals!]

[In the semifinals, the opponent was the veteran powerhouse—Di'ao Academy.]

[For this battle, you no longer kept a low profile.]

["Martial Soul Avatar!"]

[Following your low shout, a terrifying wave of soul power instantly swept across the entire arena.]

[The five soul rings rising beneath your feet instantly plunged the noisy stadium into a deathly silence!]

[Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black!]

[A thousand-year second ring, two ten-thousand-year rings!]

[What kind of monstrous configuration is this?!]

[The audience stands exploded in an instant.]

["My god! The second soul ring is already a thousand-year one? The fourth is ten-thousand-year? How is this possible!"]

["Which academy is this kid from? Such monstrous talent... could he be from Shrek Academy?"]

["It must be Shrek! Aside from that monster academy, who else could cultivate such a genius who breaks all common sense?"]

[Listening to the surrounding discussions, Meng Hongchen's cheeks puffed up in anger.]

["What Shrek! Brother Su Chen is clearly from our Sun Moon Empire! He's mine!"]

[She stomped her feet fiercely, expressing strong protest against this "everything originates from Shrek" narrative.]

[The match had no suspense.]

[Under the combined efforts of you and Meng Hongchen, Di'ao Academy didn't even last ten minutes before suffering a crushing defeat.]

[The final list was released: Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy VS Shrek Academy!]

[Shrek preparation area.]

[The team leader, Wang Yan, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his brows locked tight, his eyes filled with gravity.]

["Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black... This Su Chen is definitely not simple. His physical fitness has likely already reached the level of a Soul Emperor or even a Soul Saint."]

[However, the Shrek students were unimpressed.]

["Teacher Wang, you are overthinking it."]

[One student curled his lip, his face wearing the unique "glorious confidence" of Shrek.]

["So what if his soul ring ratio is good? He's just a Soul King. We are Shrek students, the number one academy on the continent!"]

["Exactly, before his flashy soul rings can scare us, we will have already beaten him to the ground!"]

[Arrogant emotions spread through the team, unaware that this was exactly the situation you wanted to see.]

[The day of the finals, Xingluo Square.]

[The crowd is a sea of people, the roar of voices deafening.]

["Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!"]

[The cheers sweep across the arena like a tsunami. In the hearts of hundreds of thousands of spectators, this match has no suspense. Shrek Academy will undoubtedly continue its ten-thousand-year glory, crushing the Sun Moon Team with overwhelming force.]

[In contrast, the atmosphere on the side of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy is heavy.]

[This is the closest they have ever been to the championship trophy. As long as they win this match, they can shatter the myth of Shrek and make history!]

[At the referee's command, the members of both sides enter the arena.]

[Shrek Academy has sent out its absolute elite! Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Ling Luochen, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, and Huo Yuhao—this lineup seems intended to end the match instantly!]

[However, when the audience looks toward the Sun Moon Team, everyone is stunned.]

[One person.]

[Only you, walking onto the stage with an air of indifference.]

[After a brief moment of shock, the spectator stands explode!]

["Arrogant!" "How dare he look down on Shrek!" "Fighting seven people alone? This kid must be crazy!"]

[The sky-filling insults and boos pour in like a tide, and the faces of the Shrek team turn as dark as the bottom of a pot; they feel an unprecedented sense of humiliation.]

[Facing the condemnation of thousands, your expression remains indifferent, as if watching a group of ants clamoring at your feet.]

["Why should the strong care about the barking of the weak?"]

[A playful curve hooks at the corner of your mouth as you gently raise your hand.]

["Since you brought seven people, I'll call a few helpers of my own."]

[Hum—!]

[You release your martial soul, and immediately, a chilling cold wind freezes the heat of the entire arena beneath your feet.]

[Six figures emerge slowly from the ground like ghosts, lining up neatly behind you.]

[Without a word of nonsense, six terrifying auras surge into the sky!]

[Two yellow, two purple, four black...]

[No! They are six Soul Douluos!!!]

[At this moment, time seems to stand still.]

[The Xingluo Square, filled with hundreds of thousands of people, falls into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop.]

[The eyes of the Shrek team are practically popping out of their sockets, their initial anger instantly replaced by endless terror.]

[Controlling... six Soul Douluo-level undead?! Is this even human?! Is this still the Youth Soul Master Tournament?!]

[You look at the dumbstruck Ma Xiaotao and the others, feeling a hint of regret in your heart.]

[In truth, there is still an undead corpse of a level 98 Super Douluo named "Xuan Zi" lying in your storage space.]

["Forget it, that's a surprise prepared for Title Douluos. Using it to fight you bunch of kids would be too bullying, and it's easy to get targeted by everyone."]

[The ensuing battle can no longer be called a match; it is a one-sided slaughter.]

[The six Soul Douluo guards strike simultaneously, bombarding the field with all sorts of ultimate moves!]

[Even the tactical coordination that Shrek prides itself on appears pale and powerless in the face of absolute strength.]

[In just one exchange, the entire Shrek team is wiped out!]

[Dai Yueheng is heavily injured and unconscious, Ma Xiaotao's evil fire goes out of control and is forcibly suppressed, and the rest are sent flying out of the arena like kites with broken strings.]

[Crushing! A complete and utter crushing!]

[In the subsequent individual matches and the two-two-three format, Shrek Academy chooses to surrender directly.]

[Facing a monster who can summon a legion of Soul Douluos at will, continuing to fight is just suicide.]

["We... won?"]

[The members of the Sun Moon Team weep with joy; they have actually done it!]

[However, just as the championship is about to be announced, a sudden turn of events occurs.]

["He is an Evil Soul Master!"]

["Controlling the undead, desecrating the dead! Someone like this must be arrested!"]

[In the stands, it is unclear who started it, but countless gamblers who lost their minds and Shrek supporters begin to clamor, and some powerful individuals even attempt to rush down from the stands to take you down.]

["Let me see who dares!!!"]

[A thunderous roar erupts like a clap of thunder.]

[Jing Hongchen steps forward, blocking your path, his face so gloomy it could drip water.]

[He says nothing, simply reaching into his storage soul tool and pulling out a massive metal cylinder, hoisting it onto his shoulder.]

[The cold metallic luster radiates an aura of destruction.]

[Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannonball!]

[The previously noisy plaza fell into a deathly silence once again.]

[Everyone who had been clamoring was like a duck whose neck had been throttled, instantly rendered speechless.]

[Within the range of truth, all beings are equal.]

[No one dared to gamble with their own lives, nor the safety of the entire Xingluo City.]

[On this day, the Shrek myth was shattered, and a new legend was born, stepping over the bones of the old gods!]