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While flying away, Long Zhanye did not forget one thing.
He quickly lit up Storage Belt and took in Ye Guyi and the son and daughter in her arms.
The interior space of the Soul Tool is not large, but it is enough to accommodate several people. It contains air, food, water, soft animal skins, and all other daily necessities.
He himself used Sixth Soul Skill to transform into a clone of Puppet.
That Puppet looks exactly like Xuan Zi.
No, it's not Xuan Zi - it looks like Xuan Zi.
Long Zhanye's understanding of Xuan Zi was so deep that it was difficult for anyone to distinguish the real one from the fake Puppet clone he imitated in a hurry.
His own body followed Xuan Zi, lowered his eyebrows, restrained his aura, and disguised himself as an ordinary Shrek student.
He lowered his head and bent his waist, hiding his face behind the huge figure of Xuan Zi.
He looked like an inconspicuous, unnoticeable little character who was being taken away by his teacher.
There was a muffled sound of "bang".
Something is turned on in Silent Darkness Domain of Long Xiaoyao.
His brows furrowed slightly, and when he looked intently, a trace of surprise and vigilance flashed in his eyes.
I saw Xuan Zi and a student walking out of a door that came from nowhere.
It just appeared out of thin air in the realm of Long Xiaoyao, as if it was a passage torn from another world.
The fake Xuan Zi spoke first, with a calm and respectful voice, just like the real Xuan Zi: "Senior Dragon King!"
Long Xiaoyao was shocked.
With his Level 99 Limit Douluo essence Divine Power, he has absolute control over the dark realm.
He didn't even notice how the door appeared, nor how Xuan Zi entered his domain.
Like a ghost, like a Gui Mei, appearing out of thin air without warning.
This is impossible.
Unless--this person's spirit Divine Power is stronger than him.
But Long Xiaoyao quickly rejected this idea. There are many more powerful Divine Power on the mainland than him, and they can be counted on one hand.
As for those strong men, he knew them all, and none of them could move in and out of his field so freely.
At this time Long Xiaoyao asked, with a hint of curiosity and alertness in his voice:
"Taotie, where did you come from? This makes me feel a little surprised."
Fake Xuan Zi did not answer this question, but said straight to the point, "Senior Dragon King, let's make a long story short."
"I, Xuan Zi, came here today not to fight, but to - him!"
Fake Xuan Zi stretched out his hand and pointed at the dying Huo Yuhao on the ground, with a sense of matter-of-factness in his tone.
At this time, Long Zhanye was standing behind the fake Xuan Zi, with his head lowered, seemingly terrified, but in fact, his eyes had been secretly observing every move of Long Xiaoyao.
Although his Double Pupil is restrained, his insight is far beyond ordinary people.
Still, he caught the flash of light in Long Xiaoyao's hand--
A bead as white as jade appeared in his palm.
The bead was not big, only the size of a dove egg. It was completely white and flawless, emitting a warm and soft light.
But there is a majestic power in that light.
The moment the bead appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and even the dark energy retreated away from it.
With Long Zhanye's knowledge, he could recognize that what Long Xiaoyao was holding was a Dragon Pill.
Dragon Pill--
It is a treasure that the Dragon Clan strong man condensed his lifelong cultivation, bloodline and soul essence before his death.
A Dragon Pill is equivalent to the second life of a dragon, containing the Dragon's Power and its inheritance.
Anyone who absorbs Dragon Pill will receive unimaginable benefits--
Soul Power will skyrocket, its physique will be strengthened, and it is even possible to obtain the bloodline talent of the Dragon Clan and Martial Soul Mutation.
Long Zhanye's thoughts are telegraphed.
Originally, he just wanted his Puppet to pretend to be Xuan Zi.
Thereby taking Huo Yuhao away and cutting him into pieces. But now, his plan changed.
He discovered that Long Xiaoyao asked Huo Yuhao to stab his own Nine Knives and Eighteen Holes without really intending to kill him.
Although those wounds were shocking and bleeding profusely, each cut avoided the vital point.
Therefore, Long Zhanye has a guess--
Long Xiaoyao didn't want to kill Huo Yuhao, but wanted to give him a chance.
An opportunity to be reborn from the ashes and reborn. And the opportunity he wants to give is the Dragon Pill in his hand.
Long Zhanye's eyes flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to let Huo Yuhao get what he wanted. That was his old enemy who had been at war with him for several years.
How could he let Huo Yuhao get a chance? How could he make his road to revenge more difficult?
At this time, Long Xiaoyao said, with a heavyness after years of experience in his voice:
"Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty."
"Mu En's instructions before his death, I must fulfill them."
Mu En.
Dragon God Douluo Mu En, Shrek Academy's predecessor Sea God Pavilion Master.
Xuan Zi's teacher, Huo Yuhao's mentor—also Long Xiaoyao's lifelong friend and rival.
They once fought side by side and fought to the death; they once cherished each other, and they once turned against each other.
But before Mu En died, he entrusted Dragon Pill to Long Xiaoyao, hoping that he could help Huo Yuhao at the critical moment.
Long Zhanye After hearing this, he became more determined in his thoughts.
Fake Xuan Zi immediately took over, with a confidence that was unique to the Shrek Academy, neither humble nor overbearing:
"Now that Mu En's soul has merged with Golden Tree, I, Sea God Pavilion, have a better way to make Huo Yuhao accept this power."
"Please also -- raise your... noble hand!"
Long Xiaoyao fell silent after listening.
He stood there, motionless and silent.
But those eyes were shining with complicated light, including regret and relief...
After a long while, he sighed.
The sigh was very soft, very soft, almost inaudible.
In that sigh, there was helplessness, emotion, and a sense of desolation that "there is no banquet in the world that lasts forever".
"Mu En," Long Xiaoyao shook his head, with a hint of bitterness and regret in his voice, "You still don't believe me."
He thought that Mu En arranged all this before he died--
Let Xuan Zi appear at this time, take over Dragon Pill from his hands, and use Shrek Academy to complete the inheritance of Huo Yuhao.
He thought that Mu En would not believe him until death, would not let him interfere with Shrek's affairs until death, and would guard him until death.
What he didn't expect was that the "Xuan Zi" in front of him was just a fake.
A Puppet controlled by the precise Divine Power of Long Zhanye, transformed from Chaos Qi, so lifelike that it can be mistaken for the real one.
Subsequently, Long Xiaoyao reluctantly threw the Dragon Pill in his hand towards the fake Xuan Zi.
The Dragon Pill, as white as jade, drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew from Long Xiaoyao's hand to the fake Xuan Zi.
Its light appears particularly dazzling, warm and sacred in the darkness.
Fake Xuan Zi reached out and took Dragon Pill, his movements were smooth and smooth, without a trace of hesitation.
He put Dragon Pill in his bag, then held the unconscious Tang Wutong in his left hand with one hand, and grabbed the dying Huo Yuhao in his right hand with the other hand.
"Farewell!" Fake Xuan Zi dropped these two words, turned around and left without any hesitation.
The body of Long Zhanye followed closely behind, with its head lowered and its waist bent, following suit.
He looks like a well-behaved and inconspicuous student being led by his teacher.
Their steps were fast and they disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
After the incident was successful, Long Zhanye and his Puppet left the place as quickly as possible.
His heartbeat was like a drum, his blood was boiling, and the essence Divine Power in Sea of Consciousness was being consumed crazily to maintain the existence and form of the fake Xuan Zi.
He knew that even with Spiritual Soul Core's blessing, even if his spirit Divine Power was far superior to the same level, he probably wouldn't be able to hide it from this Limit Douluo for long.
Long Xiaoyao is not an ordinary person, he is Limit Douluo of Level 99, one of the strongest people standing at the top of the continent.
His perception and insight are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Once he comes to his senses, once he senses something is wrong, once he decides to pursue him--
Long Zhanye has no guarantee of escaping from a Limit Douluo.
He must leave this place as soon as possible, the sooner the better, the further the better.
When it flew two hundred miles away, Long Zhanye was already far away from Heaven Dou City.
Far away from the square shrouded in darkness, far away from the realm of Long Xiaoyao.
In front of him is the vast night sky, filled with stars, and the road leading to the Body Sect.
In his heart, an uncontrollable ecstasy surged -
He succeeded, he really succeeded.
He snatched away the Huo Yuhao, Tang Wutong, and the Dragon Pill from under the eyes of a Limit Douluo!
But he still didn't dare to relax.
He gritted his teeth, pushed Soul Power to the extreme, increased his speed to the extreme, cut through the night sky, and flew in the direction of the Body Sect.
He wanted to return to the sect as soon as possible, to that safe place, and to the place where the sect master protected him.
However--
A powerful dark energy, like an invisible giant hand.
He reached out from the void, grabbed his whole body, and then pulled him hard!
Suddenly, the space distorted, the field of vision rotated, and the wind howled.
Long Zhanye felt as if his body had been drawn into a huge whirlpool, rolling, falling, and getting lost involuntarily.
He desperately released Soul Power, trying to break free from the shackles of that power, but found that his resistance was as useless as a cricket shaking a tree.
When his vision finally stabilized, he opened his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank -
This... this is Heaven Dou City.
He was back where he was.
That square, that darkness, everything was exactly the same as when he left.
It was as if he had never left, as if the two-hundred-mile flight was just an illusion.
And in front of him, Long Xiaoyao in black clothes and white hair appeared in front of him again.
He was just floating in mid-air quietly, with his hands behind his back and his eyes calm and deep, as if he were looking at a naughty child.
There was no anger or murderous intent in him, only a light, curious, playful playfulness like a cat and mouse.
Long Xiaoyao's voice sounded from a distance. The voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to Long Zhanye's ears:
"You... are the first one who can snatch food from under my nose."
He paused. "Tell me! Who are you?"
Before he finished speaking, a huge amount of dark energy was crushing towards Long Zhanye and fake Xuan Zi like a mountain!
The terror of that energy is completely irresistible, enough to make anyone with the title Douluo tremble!
In just a moment, Long Zhanye felt ten times the gravity pressing on him.
His bones were creaking and his muscles were shaking violently, as if the whole world was pressing on his shoulders, trying to crush him into a meat pie!
And that Puppet clone, the fake Xuan Zi, was the first to be unable to hold on.
Under the weight of this terror, cracks began to appear in its body. The cracks became more and more numerous, larger and denser, and finally -
"Bang--!"
The fake Xuan Zi turned into bits of gray light, disappearing into the air like smoke blown away by the wind.
Those gray lights flickered in the darkness for a moment, then completely dissipated, as if they had never existed.
Long Zhanye also gave his true body.
There is no Xuan Zi figure to block it, no disguised school uniform to cover it up.
He was exposed to Long Xiaoyao without any cover-up.
A young man in his early twenties.
Long Xiaoyao Seeing this, a hint of surprise and interest flashed across his deep eyes.
He originally thought that the person who dared to snatch someone from him would be at least a long-established strong man, or a respectable sect leader.
But I didn't expect that it would be such a small, unknown young man who had not even broken through the title Douluo.
"At such a young age, he is so brave and dares to steal from me."
The corners of Long Xiaoyao's mouth raised a slight arc.
"Boy," Long Xiaoyao's voice contained a hint of appreciation and curiosity, "Tell me the name of your master."
Long Zhanye stood there, his whole body being pressed by ten times the gravity, making his bones creak.
But he still straightened his spine and did not bend down. His eyes looked directly at Long Xiaoyao.
He knew he couldn't escape.
Facing a Limit Douluo of Level 99, he had no chance to escape...