Mutual Destruction Plan

Zang Xin suddenly stood up, turned to a Tang Sect disciple who was still able to move, and shouted, "Quick! Take them directly to the underground shelter, use the Tang Sect's encrypted channel to contact Tang Sect headquarters, and have them immediately send reinforcements to Shrek City! Tell them that the Spirit Pagoda is plotting a rebellion, and that Qiangu Dongfeng is colluding with Evil Soul Master!"

The Tang Sect disciple staggered to his feet and ran away.

"No..."

"What?" Zang Xin squatted down again.

"It's too late. Two God-Slaying Level are in the hands of the Evil Soul Master and the Qiangu Family. If nothing unexpected happens, one will be here, and the other will be with the Tang Sect..."

The light in the middle-aged man's eyes was rapidly fading. He looked at Yun Jingheng, his lips moving, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible. "Tell him... tell Qiangu Dongfeng... that someone like me can also defy his script. He can never accurately predict the power of a nobody."

Yun Jingheng reached out and closed his eyes.

He looked at Zang Xin, who was completely dumbfounded.

After his pupils contracted violently, Zang Xin's eyes went into a brief, almost blank state.

His lips moved as he repeatedly uttered those words, "Two God-Slaying Level, one here, one for the Tang Sect," as if he were reciting an arithmetic problem that he could never solve.

Then he abruptly looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Yun Jingheng, his voice hoarse as if each word was being coaxed out of his throat, "What he said... is it true? God-Slaying Level? The Tang Sect also has one?"

Yun Jingheng remained silent.

His silence itself is the answer.

"No—impossible— the Tang Sect's defense system isn't just for show; there are three Titled Douluo stationed at headquarters. How could this be—"

Zang Xin's words caught in his throat halfway through.

Because he suddenly remembered.

Almost all of the three hall masters of the Tang Sect are at Shrek.

One barrier held up the dome above Sea God Lake, while another organized defenses in the direction of the academy's main gate.

At the Tang Sect headquarters, only one Titled Douluo was present at the moment.

If Qiangu Dongfeng were to strike today, the Tang Sect's defense system would be nothing more than a target without a shield against God-Slaying Level attack, though they would still have a chance to retreat.

Yun Jingheng didn't say anything more; he simply turned around and looked in the direction of Sea God Lake.

The barrier has been removed.

It wasn't shattered; Yun Ming and the others voluntarily withdrew the power supporting the dome.

The golden light that enveloped the entire Sea God Lake and its surrounding Core Area was slowly dissipating, like the last fragments of gold on the sea surface at low tide.

Because it's pointless now.

The low-level Evil Soul Master were wiped out by Shuangyue, and only a few scattered routs remained on the ground, being chased down by Xiao Jiu and Zi JI.

The energy density of the rapidly approaching God-Slaying Level in the sky has far exceeded the limit that the barrier can withstand.

Rather than letting the Titled Douluo waste their Soul Power on barriers that are destined to be breached, it's better to reclaim it and use it in the real decisive battle ahead.

Several figures sped towards the direction of Sea God Lake.

Zhuo Shi charged ahead, his robes torn in several places by the blast wave, his face smeared with ash and blood, but he flew faster than ever before.

His gaze was fixed on Yun Jingheng, who was standing under the willow tree. Before his feet even touched the ground, his hand had already reached out and grabbed Yun Jingheng's wrist with such force that it was as if he was afraid that Yun Jingheng would disappear in the next second.

"Come on! Follow me to the underground shelter! Your dad and the others want to—"

He didn't finish his sentence because he pulled on it, but it wouldn't budge.

Yun Jingheng stood rooted to the spot, his feet seemingly planted in the ground.

His wrist was gripped tightly by Zhuo Shi, but his body remained completely still, not even his shoulders swayed.

Zhuo Shi paused for a moment, then pulled even harder. "What are you standing there for?! That thing in the sky isn't something you can lift! Come with me!"

Yun Jingheng still didn't move.

He didn't look at Zhuo Shi. His gaze went past Zhuo Shi's shoulder, past the figures of the Titled Douluo rushing over, past the burning maple forest and the collapsed dormitory building, and landed on the point of light that was falling rapidly in the night sky.

Those weren't ordinary specks of light.

It is larger, brighter, and faster than all previous Fixed Soul Guidance Cannonball.

Its tail flame wasn't red, but a strange dark purple, trailing across the night sky like a torn rift in space.

Before it even hit the ground, the rubble and ashes on the ground began to tremble under its immense pressure.

"I can't leave," Yun Jingheng said.

His voice was calm, so calm that Zhuo Shi's fingers, which were gripping his wrist, unconsciously loosened slightly.

Yun Ming landed beside Yun Jingheng.

He didn't pull his son away, nor did he say "hurry up."

He simply followed Yun Jingheng's gaze to the rapidly falling God-Slaying Level in the sky, and then asked, "What did you see?"

Yun Jingheng raised his hand, pointing to the trajectory of the falling God-Slaying Level. His finger remained steadily in mid-air, without the slightest tremor. "Its landing point is Sea God Lake."

"If he lands directly on Sea God Lake, then the refuge below..."

Yun Ming was stunned by these words. "What are you going to do?!"

"They're betting my defenses will work."

Yun Ming frowned.

He knew his son well; Yun Jingheng was never one to leave his life to chance.

He said he was "gambling," but there was no gambler's fervor in his eyes, only a sense of panic.

"What defensive measures?"

Yun Ming asked in a deep voice, "Your Star Pavilion has crashed, and all your interception arrays are ineffective. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

Yun Jingheng did not answer immediately.

His gaze remained fixed on that God-Slaying Level, which trailed a dark purple tail in the night sky, growing closer and brighter.

His voice was soft, as if he were talking to himself, or reporting to someone who wasn't there, "The Star Pavilion is a defense system, not a counterattack system. The mission of a defense system is to intercept; the mission of a counterattack system is to make the enemy pay the price after interception fails."

Zhuo Shi tightened his grip on his wrist. "Kid, explain yourself! What counterattack system?!"

"Mutual Destruction Plan."

Yun Jingheng finally turned his head, looking at Zhuo Shi, Yun Ming, and the Titled Douluo rushing towards him behind him. "When I designed the Star Pavilion, I added an extra agreement."

"If Shrek faces irreversible Destruction —like now—then the Launch Shaft hidden in the back mountain will automatically activate after the Star Pavilion crashes."

"The first nuclear missile locks onto an aerial target and launches. Even if there is no target in the air, it will still launch and self-destruct in mid-air, directly destroying everything on the surface of the Shrek Academy, leaving no spoils for the enemy."

Zhuo Shi's pupils constricted sharply. "Are you crazy?! That underground shelter—"

"It won't affect the underground. The airburst altitude of the nuclear bomb is precisely calculated; the shockwave will destroy surface buildings, but it won't penetrate to the depth of the shelter."

Yun Jingheng's tone remained calm, as if he were explaining a math problem he had repeatedly calculated countless times, "And the second nuclear bomb—"