"Kill that old bastard as quickly as possible!"
Hearing him say that, Xia Ming could not help but chuckle.
Facing a fully recovered Mu En, even if Ye Xishui came here personally with every Evil Soul Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, they might not dare make such a boast.
Let alone a mere Soul Douluo with a few Evil Soul Saints?
Clearly, these Evil Soul Masters still had no idea what kind of enemy they were facing.
At that moment, with the old man's command, seven figures, including himself, erupted with astonishing evil soul power.
Black mist surged forth at once, spreading throughout the barrier. The cries of departed souls could faintly be heard within it, while yellow, purple, and black Soul Rings flickered through the haze.
Six Soul Saints and one Soul Douluo, all Evil Soul Masters with strange methods capable of fighting above their level!
Such a force would not have been considered weak anywhere. It was even enough to stir up a bloody storm across the continent.
Against an ordinary Title Douluo, they might truly have had a chance of killing one.
Yet the person they faced was a genuine Limit Douluo, and the Bright Sacred Dragon who had studied most deeply how to counter them across the entire continent!
Mu En did not even use Martial Soul Possession. He simply stepped forward calmly.
He raised his right hand and gave a casual push forward.
An incomparably pure golden halo silently spread from his palm, covering the entire sky in an instant!
Within the halo, dense light soul power flowed as though it were tangible.
"Roar—!"
A clear dragon's roar rang through the heavens—not one roar, but countless dragon roars!
Within the golden halo, innumerable phantoms of Bright Sacred Dragons condensed from the purest light soul power emerged!
The next moment.
"Boom—!"
Countless dragon phantoms abruptly transformed into golden lightning, sweeping across the halo with domineering might.
Dragon Emperor Quake Domain!
This was the powerful soul skill Mu En had created himself, one that specifically countered Evil Soul Masters.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Amid the continuous explosions, the Evil Soul Masters who could have made even Title Douluo frown were as fragile as paper before this absolute power and elemental suppression.
After the light faded, only the black-robed Soul Douluo elder remained on the open ground, barely alive and collapsed upon the earth.
His entire body was charred black, and his soul power had been completely destroyed.
His survival was not because he could withstand such an attack, but because Mu En needed him alive to provide intelligence.
Mu En skillfully removed the restrictions within the man's body, then asked, "What is the name of your Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Cult Leader? How many members do you have, how are you organized, and where is your headquarters?"
Having been captured in a single strike, this Evil Soul Master had already been frightened out of his wits.
Under the pressure of a Limit Douluo and the instinct to survive, he poured out everything he knew like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.
The Supreme Cult Leader was the Death God Douluo. There was one Cult Leader and one Vice Cult Leader.
Below the two leaders were Eight Great Elders, all powerful Title Douluo-level experts.
The Offering Hall had twelve offerings. The chief offering was the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao.
Below him were eleven offerings, all experts at or above the Title Douluo level, five of whom were Super Douluo.
It matched the information Xia Ming had obtained from the original work exactly.
As Mu En listened to his answer, his expression grew increasingly grave.
He had never imagined that these Evil Soul Masters had developed into such a grave menace within the Sun Moon Empire.
What chilled his heart even more was that Evil Soul Master activities on this scale could never have escaped the notice of the Sun Moon Empire's upper echelon.
Yet they had done nothing and tacitly allowed them to exist. Clearly, some kind of understanding had been reached.
A cold glint flashed in Mu En's eyes. He asked no more questions and slapped the barely living Evil Soul Master to death.
With the dust settled, Mu En remained standing there for a long time, his brows tightly furrowed.
After learning the location of the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters, his first thought had been to contact the experts of the three nations, gather high-level combatants, and sweep through the place with thunderous force to uproot this cancer completely.
However, when he thought of the headquarters' location, the words "Evil Demon Forest" forced him to suppress that impulse.
That was the Evil Demon Forest—the territory of the Evil Eye Tyrant Sovereign.
If they had not reached a partnership with the Evil Emperor, how could the Holy Spirit Cult possibly have established its headquarters there?
In other words, when they moved to encircle and suppress the Holy Spirit Cult, the Evil Emperor was highly likely to intervene and aid them.
He was the continent's second-ranked Beast Lord, an unparalleled existence who had once fought the Beast God Di Tian fiercely and ultimately left both sides severely wounded!
His strength surpassed that of human Limit Douluo, making him the unquestioned second strongest among the continent's soul beasts.
Mu En reckoned that although he had taken the immortal herb this time and his injuries had nearly healed, he had instead risen further after rebuilding himself from ruin.
If he faced a Limit Douluo, he believed he would certainly hold the upper hand.
Even if two of his old friends joined forces against him, they might not be able to do more than hold him at a stalemate.
But unless he was in Shrek City and could draw upon the power of the Golden Tree, he would still be no match for the Evil Emperor.
Even if he could hold back two Limit Douluo, the other Title Douluo joining forces would never be able to stop the Evil Emperor.
Therefore, he still needed to think of another solution.
Fortunately, time was on his side.
Mu En took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed his turbulent thoughts.
He turned around and looked at Xia Ming beside him. The gravity in his eyes gradually turned into expectation.
"We have asked everything that needed asking. Go meet up with the others first. I need to find a few people and discuss this matter."
"Yes." Xia Ming nodded solemnly.
He knew deep down that Mu En, having learned of the Holy Spirit Cult's existence in advance, would certainly take action.
Perhaps he could curb their momentum and buy Xia Ming time to grow.
Once he matured normally, what could the Holy Spirit Cult's two Limit Douluo and double-digit number of Title Douluo possibly do to him?
Let's see whether any of them can withstand a single punch from me!
Seeing that Xia Ming had not been intimidated by the Holy Spirit Cult's terrifying strength and had instead become even more spirited, Mu En nodded in satisfaction.
The next moment, he vanished from where he stood, and the barrier gradually dissipated as well.
The people outside finally saw what had happened within, while the soldiers who had rushed over heard a gentle voice by their ears.
"This old man is Mu En, Master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion. I have eliminated Evil Soul Masters here, and your emperor has already been informed of this matter."
Thus, the soldiers did not make things difficult for the others present. They merely surrounded the merchant association and took away those who belonged to it.
Whether they had colluded with the Evil Soul Masters still required careful investigation.
Xia Ming had long since slipped away amid the chaos, and no one present paid attention to a child like him.
Not long afterward, he arrived at the auction house and reunited with the other members of the reserve team.
Although Chen Zifeng and the others were curious about what he had gone off to do, they did not ask immediately.
After all, the auction was about to begin, and they were all filled with anticipation.
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