Master, Master, You Kept Me in the Dark
"Well."
Flender sighed heavily.
He slowly walked forward and reached out to pat Yu Xiaogang's violently trembling shoulder.
"Xiao Gang, let it go."
"By reaching the top three in the continent -Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, and getting to where we are today, Shrek Academy's name has become famous throughout the entire Douluo Continent."
Flender's voice sounded much older, and his once sharp eagle eyes were now filled with weariness and helplessness.
"We did our best; the children gave it their all."
"No! The championship should have belonged to us!"
Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
"Stop fooling yourself, Boss Dai."
Ma Hongjun, his large head drooping, said, "That woman from the Spirit Hall is Seven-Ring Soul Sage. How are we supposed to fight her?"
Ma Hongjun's words plunged the already somber atmosphere to an eerie silence.
Everyone knows perfectly well that this cruel reality is like an insurmountable mountain.
The legendary era of the Shrek Seven Devils seems to have not yet truly begun.
It ended in such an extremely tragic way.
Sudden.
A terrifying pressure, as vast as the deep sea and as majestic as a towering mountain, descended from the sky.
"Thump!"
In the dark and somber contestant corridor, a burly and robust figure slowly stepped out.
He was a tall man.
The large hood covered most of his face.
Only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes were visible.
He glanced coldly at the Shrek members who were slumped on the ground.
That look was as if he were looking at a pile of worthless pebbles and insignificant ants.
He remained silent.
Under the astonished, fearful, and confused gazes of the crowd, the man walked heavily to Tang San was lying on the ground.
He bent down and scooped up the unconscious, blood-covered Tang San with his large, fan-like hand.
He hoisted Tang San onto his shoulder as easily as if he were carrying a piece of cargo.
Subsequently,
Without even pausing, he turned and walked out of the dark passage.
As he left, the terrifying pressure that had almost crushed everyone's bodies dissipated rapidly like a tide.
The Shrek team breathed a sigh of relief.
They greedily inhaled the fresh air, as if they had just escaped from the mire of death.
Ma Hongjun collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and swallowed hard.
"Who... who was that person just now?"
Flender wiped the cold sweat pouring down his forehead with trembling hands, his face extremely solemn and wary.
"That extremely domineering killing intent and oppressive aura definitely belonged to Titled Douluo powerhouse."
Yu Xiaogang stared blankly in the direction where the gray figure had disappeared.
A complex emotion flickered in those once lifeless eyes.
"No need to worry about Xiao San."
He spoke slowly in an extremely hoarse voice.
"That person... might be from the Clear Sky Sect."
Inside the most luxurious hotel suite in Spirit City.
The rich, elegant scent of lavender mingled with the crisp, cheerful laughter.
The Imperial Fighting Team's performance in the Great Soul Arena today was truly exhilarating.
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of Soul Master spectators and top forces, the once invincible pride of the Spirit Hall Platinum Team was shattered.
Of course, when Shrek suffered a crushing defeat.
The girls felt incredibly relieved.
After a joyous celebration of today's glorious victory,
Xiao Wu and the others then yawned and said goodbye.
They gradually returned to their private rooms to rest.
They are prepared to face tomorrow's crucial finals with their utmost energy.
The door creaked shut and then closed completely, silencing the laughter and chatter in the hallway.
The huge, empty luxury suite fell silent once more.
Lin Qingmo stood alone in front of the spacious, unobstructed floor-to-ceiling window.
He gazed silently at the bright moon hanging high in the inky night sky outside the window.
The cold, bright moonlight poured down like a delicate silver veil, silently enveloping his handsome face.
The silver light and shadows intertwined on his face, making his expression appear even more composed and profound.
Everything that happened during the day in the Great Soul Arena in the Pope Palace flashed rapidly through his mind like an old film reel.
Especially Bibi Dong, the high and mighty Pope of the Spirit Hall, whose nobility made people dare not look directly at her.
She was dressed in a dazzling gold and purple robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and holding the Pope's Scepter.
He exuded an overwhelming aura that seemed to rule the entire continent.
That is the supreme existence in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Soul Master across the entire continent.
But that was also his Master.
She was the "Sister Eastern Emperor" who privately taught him the path of Soul Power circulation and accompanied him through countless desolate nights and difficult situations.
Lin Qingmo gave a self-deprecating smile and shook his head slightly with a hint of helplessness.
"Most people believe that Pope Bibi Dong was a cold-blooded and ruthless empress."
"I thought she was a madwoman who held great power but acted hysterically."
"Who would have thought that the powerful figure in the Spirit Hall would hide his identity and go to the wilderness to be the Master of a kid like me?"
The blue, illusory Light Screen of the Chat Group appeared out of thin air without a sound.
Lin Qingmo swiped through the complex Chat Interface with remarkable skill.
His gaze was fixed precisely on that utterly cold and indifferent portrait.
The group members' nicknames were prominently displayed as: [The Pope Herself].
Looking at this account, which I had listened to countless times in the group chat complaining and watched him recklessly spoil the future of the Douluo Continent and many other secrets.
Lin Qingmo let out a long sigh.
His eyes held an incredibly complex expression.
That look contained emotions that were hard to express.
"Master, oh Master, you really kept this from me for so long."
All the mysteries that had puzzled him in the past suddenly became clear at this moment.
When he first transmigrated to this world, he accidentally activated this interdimensional Chat Group.
He unsuspectingly revealed his identity Transmigrator in the group chat.
To vent his emotions, he
He also ranted in the group about Bibi Dong's tragic fate of being persecuted by Qian Xunji and abandoned by Yu Xiaogang.
I've criticized Yu Xiaogang for his cowardice, hypocrisy, and deceitful pursuit of fame.
I've criticized Tang San's double standards, cold-bloodedness, and selfishness.
As a result, on his first trip to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt Soul Beast...
A Titled Douluo powerhouse who called himself "Eastern Emperor" and whose strength was unfathomable suddenly appeared before him.
The appearance of that powerful figure led him to take him as a disciple.
In the years that followed, this "Eastern Emperor" imparted all his knowledge to him.
Not only did they shower him with countless precious immortal Immortal Herb and top-tier cultivation techniques,
She was even considerate and caring towards him in the smallest details of daily life.
Now that he saw Bibi Dong, he understood everything.
It was because Bibi Dong was in the Chat Group that she appeared in front of him.