Time passed, second by second, amid the fierce clash between light and Blood Soul.
Yet as time slipped away, Mu En's heart gradually sank.
He could clearly sense that of the twelve wraiths surrounding Ye Xishui, only three or four had dissipated beneath his relentless storm of attacks.
Though her true body had suffered losses and her aura had weakened, she was still far from fundamentally injured.
Beyond the madness and venom in her eyes, there was even a trace of fearless mockery.
This has dragged on too long! A rare impatience rose within Mu En.
This was not Shrek, nor was it anywhere within the Three Continent Empires. This was Ming Capital, the capital of the Sun Moon Empire—the heartland of an enemy nation!
Sure enough, at that moment—
"Screech, screech, screech, screech—!"
Without warning, countless Soul Guidance Rays shot out from every direction in Ming Capital like a swarm of bees suddenly awakened!
They tore through the night sky, weaving into a devastating net of death that blanketed the heavens and descended upon the space where Mu En stood!
Arriving alongside them was an aged voice.
"Who dares run wild in Ming Capital?!"
Before the words had even faded, several figures had already torn through the clouds from the direction of Ming Capital and slowly risen into the air.
They were not using flying Soul Tools, but standing suspended in the air through their own vast Soul Power.
The Soul Power fluctuations radiating from each of them were like beacons in the night—overwhelmingly powerful. They were all top-tier beings at the level of Title Douluo!
Mu En's gaze was sharp as lightning as he swept over them, immediately understanding.
These were all outstanding figures among the Sun Moon Empire's Class 9 Soul Engineers. With the support of their Soul Tools and their own cultivation, each of them possessed combat power no weaker than that of a Super Douluo!
Yet what truly made Mu En's pupils constrict and sent alarm surging through his heart was the figure standing at the very front.
The man was extremely tall, with short gray-white hair standing upright strand by strand. He wore a bright yellow robe.
Silver Moon Douluo, Kong Deming!
The true grandmaster of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tool field, the person closest in the world to becoming a Class 10 Soul Engineer, the pillar holding the Sun Moon Empire steady!
Mu En looked at them, especially at Kong Deming, and frowned.
In a one-on-one fight, he was confident he was stronger than anyone present.
Even against the unfathomable Kong Deming, he was certain he could fight and defeat him.
But there were simply too many people now. The others were manageable; at most, they could serve as a nuisance.
The real trouble was still Kong Deming.
The aura emanating from him told Mu En that this was a true powerhouse close to the strength of a Limit Douluo.
His actual combat strength might still fall short of Mu En at his peak after consuming the immortal herb, but he absolutely possessed the qualifications to confront Mu En head-on and contend with him for a long time!
Knowing that the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult were allies, Mu En naturally did not think these people had risen into the sky to help him.
Their goal could only be to join forces with Ye Xishui and completely keep him—the sudden, enormous threat—here for good!
In other words, he had to face all these powerhouses alone.
Yet at that thought, a long-lost blazing battle intent rose within Mu En's heart instead.
Fortunately, that old friend of mine has not shown himself.
Otherwise, I really would have to consider how to retreat unscathed today.
As for now—
Mu En drew a deep breath. The faint impatience in his aura from his prolonged inability to prevail instantly settled into solemn stillness and killing intent.
Brilliant golden phantom dragon scales flickered across his body. Rather than shrinking, the Light Domain abruptly expanded outward.
Its momentum was so overwhelming that it sought to envelop the newly arrived powerhouses as well!
"Since you're here..."
Mu En's voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of every powerhouse present with perfect clarity.
Beneath that calm was an arrogant pride that looked down upon the world.
"Then come and experience it together."
"Roar—!"
What followed was a dragon's roar that resounded through the heavens!
Without waiting for the enemy to complete their encirclement, Mu En took the initiative, drawing every powerhouse—including Kong Deming and Ye Xishui—into the range of his attacks!
The phantom Bright Sacred Dragon raised its head and roared, erupting with indiscriminate, devastating shockwaves in every direction!
"Arrogant!" A sharp light burst from Kong Deming's eyes as he shouted coldly.
He raised his right hand slightly and pointed from afar toward Mu En.
"Buzz—"
A golden point of light, dazzling beyond measure, shot from his fingertip!
At first, the point was no larger than a grain of rice, but it rapidly expanded as it flew.
In an instant, it became a gigantic golden ring over three meters in diameter, descending upon Mu En!
Mu En's gaze narrowed. The feeling this ring gave him was entirely different from that of traditional soul skills.
He did not choose to meet it head-on. Golden light flickered around him.
His entire body seemed to transform into a twisting ray of light, slipping past the edge of the ring by a hair's breadth at the critical moment.
Even as he evaded the ring, Mu En's counterattack arrived!
He casually struck out with a backhanded palm. There was no earth-shattering display, only a semi-transparent golden palm print condensed to the extreme.
It struck after Kong Deming's attack, yet arrived first, instantly imprinting itself before Kong Deming!
"Boom—!"
The palm print crashed solidly into the silver shield of light that suddenly appeared before Kong Deming!
Blinding golden light and silver radiance collided furiously, producing a shrill sound of shattering.
One outer layer of the light shield shattered in response, leaving behind only a thin membrane.
This Class 9 defensive Soul Tool was nearly crippled!
Kong Deming let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward dozens of meters uncontrollably as the silver light around him fluctuated violently.
After merely one probing exchange, towering waves had already risen in Kong Deming's heart, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.
"An absolute gap in strength... not something human effort can easily bridge!"
He made his judgment in an instant.
The purity and depth of this Limit Douluo's Soul Power, as well as his understanding and application of the laws, had reached an utterly unimaginable realm.
Let alone his current self—even if his Soul Power cultivation advanced another step, allowing him to cross the threshold into a Rank 95 Super Douluo, and he successfully developed the theoretical Class 10 Soul Tool—
He still likely would not be able to defeat this man!
"Attack together! No single person can defeat him!"
Kong Deming steadied himself and shouted deeply without hesitation.
There was no need for further words. Jing Hongchen, Ye Yulin, and the other Class 9 Soul Engineers had long been poised and ready.
At the command, they scattered in an instant and took up different positions. Their most powerful offensive Soul Tools lit up one after another with the glow of charging energy.
All manner of destructive energy, representing the pinnacle of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tool technology, began locking onto Mu En at the center of the battlefield!
Meanwhile, Ye Xishui, having gained a chance to catch her breath, let out a venomous, frenzied laugh.
Bloodlight surged from her eyes like an erupting volcano!
Her originally gray-white hair began to turn a bewitching, glaring blood red from the roots, spreading at a visible speed. With no wind to stir it, it nevertheless whipped about wildly!
The enormous phantom Blood Soul Demon Puppet behind her let out a silent roar before abruptly contracting inward.
Like a demon returning to its lair, it completely merged into Ye Xishui's body!
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