After seeing his most prized disciple die miserably at Zhou Yi's hands, Wen Mo Douluo's eyes turned blood-red. But now he knew that if he did not break free from this golden pillar of light, he would certainly die.
But this time, he had miscalculated.
The golden pillar of light around him suddenly expanded more than tenfold. The terrifying pressure prevented him from even releasing his martial soul.
Meanwhile, the three golden arrows before him had already reached his chest. With a wet pfft, the three arrows pierced straight through Wen Mo Douluo's chest almost instantly.
A blinding golden light burst forth, flooding every part of Wen Mo Douluo's body in an instant.
Wen Mo Douluo stared in terror at the changes within his body. He could feel his life force rapidly draining away. Within a few breaths, the golden light had devoured all the Soul Power in his body.
"Teacher!"
The remaining Soul Masters cried out, but they all knew it was too late. Wen Mo Douluo, whose Soul Power had reached Level 95, had no chance of surviving.
With a boom, Wen Mo Douluo exploded under the Divine Artifact's attack, turning into clouds of black smoke that were ultimately purified by the holy light.
The Heaven Dou Empire's army erupted in astonishment. This was a rare sight indeed—the Imperial Tutor had killed a Level 95 Title Douluo in a single strike. What kind of being was he?
Marshal Ge Long silently cheered. This time, the Star Luo Empire could be said to have been defeated without even fighting.
"Father!" A young man dropped to his knees and let out a mournful cry as tears streamed from his eyes.
He was Wen Mo Douluo's only son. For this battle, he had personally begged his father to bring him along.