The Dragon Emperor Meets the Dragon God, The Holy Dragon Reacts!

"Mu En, come out and face me!"

The voice of Long Xiaoyao echoed above the Sea God Pavilion, his momentum pouring down onto Sea God Island below without reservation.

This pressure, originating from a Limit Douluo, instantly caused the blood of every inner court disciple to surge, leaving them in excruciating pain.

"All disciples, fall back!"

Just then, an anxious roar erupted from somewhere on Sea God Island.

Following that, a massive Bright Phoenix emerged, flapping its wings. He forcibly propped up a giant barrier of light in mid-air, attempting to withstand that overwhelming pressure.

A ninety-fifth-rank Super Douluo, Dean of the Shrek Martial Soul Department—Yan Shaozhe!

He had activated his Martial Soul Avatar the moment he arrived, rising into the air while bearing the immense pressure, yet the might of a Limit Douluo left him afraid to act rashly.

He could only tentatively ask: "Senior, why do you trespass upon the Sea God Pavilion? This is a restricted area of Shrek; I ask that you withdraw your pressure, and we can talk..."

However, with his beloved disciple in mortal danger, Long Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to listen to any more of the man's words. Seeing Yan Shaozhe attempting to block his path, he cast a cold glance and spat out five words:

"Noisy. Get down."

Before the words had even faded, he casually raised his right hand and struck the air.

A black dragon claw condensed instantly, carrying a suffocating aura as it slammed fiercely into that barrier of light.

"Crack!"

It didn't even hold for a second; the barrier set up by the Super Douluo at full strength shattered into pieces!

"Pfft—!"

Before Yan Shaozhe could even finish his sentence, he vomited a mouthful of blood, his protective soul power collapsing entirely. Like a falling meteorite, he smashed into Sea God Island, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.

Where on earth did this Limit Douluo pop out from?!

The other Pavilion Elders who had rushed over felt a wave of lingering fear as they watched Yan Shaozhe get swatted away with a single palm.

It was fortunate they had arrived a step late; otherwise, if that slap had landed on them...

Meanwhile, Long Yaochen, who was being held in Long Xiaoyao's hand, finally saw the confrontation between these Title Douluos clearly.

Yan Shaozhe... wait!

Long Yaochen's expression turned strange, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

He had almost forgotten—wasn't this guy the direct descendant of his teacher?

His own great-grandfather almost slapped his own great-grandson back to his hometown; this scene was truly invincible...

But now was not the time to dwell on that. Seeing black light surging on Long Xiaoyao's body as if he intended to strike the other Pavilion Elders as well, Long Yaochen hurriedly coughed.

He then tugged on the corner of Long Xiaoyao's robe and whispered: "Teacher, take it easy! If you actually kill that Dean... I'm afraid it won't be easy to clean up the mess later."

"Do I need you to tell me that?"

Long Xiaoyao snorted coldly, though he did indeed restrain his killing intent by a few degrees.

If not for Long Yaochen, he would have crushed a mere Super Douluo who had just broken through like an ant.

The atmosphere grew heavy bit by bit. The few Pavilion Elders looked at one another, none of them knowing what to do.

Where was Mu En? Where was Xuan Zi?

Where had they gone?!

"Sigh... Xiaoyao, it has been a long time. Your temper is still as volatile as ever."

Just then, a sigh echoed from the depths of the Sea God Pavilion. The voice was aged, yet it instantly caused the eyes of the Pavilion Elders to widen.

Xiaoyao...?

Could it be the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, who was mentioned alongside Mu En hundreds of years ago?!

The Pavilion Elders cast looks of pity toward Yan Shaozhe in the crater in unison.

So, it wasn't that you were weak.

Hum—!

The towering giant tree erupted with an incredibly gentle golden halo, instantly enveloping the people present. As the light flowed, an elderly man with white hair and a hunched back slowly appeared before the Pavilion Elders.

It was the Sea God Pavilion Master, the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En.

He had naturally known of Long Xiaoyao's arrival the moment it happened, but while he was still hesitating on how to face this "old friend," Yan Shaozhe had already rushed up.

He had wanted to see how the other party would handle it, and the result was exactly as he had expected.

Yan Shaozhe never failed to disappoint when it came to being disappointing.

Looking at his old rival, now in such a decrepit and broken state, a trace of complexity flashed in the depths of Long Xiaoyao's eyes, but it was quickly masked by coldness.

"Enough nonsense, Mu En. I have no time to reminisce with you today."

Long Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him from above: "Hand over that girl in your inner court named Ma Xiaotao and let me take her away. This matter will be over."

"What?!"

Before Mu En could speak, Yan Shaozhe, covered in blood, had just crawled out of the crater in a disheveled state. Upon hearing the man's words, his eyes turned red instantly.

"Dream on!

Ma Xiaotao is my direct disciple and the future hope of Shrek. You want to forcibly snatch my student?

We at Shrek would rather be shattered jade..."

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish, Yan Shaozhe was overcome with rage and anxiety, spitting out another mouthful of blood as his aura withered.

Long Xiaoyao didn't even spare him a glance, his gaze fixed coldly on Mu En.

Mu En shook his head, his originally hunched frame straightening slightly as his eyes regained a long-lost sharpness: "Xiaoyao, you cannot take anyone from Shrek."

BOOM--!

The Golden Tree erupted with a hum that shook the heavens, the brilliant power of light transforming into a tangible ocean that surged toward the firmament.

Long Xiaoyao did not yield an inch; the phantom of a black dragon behind him roared at the sky, and his Silent Darkness Domain instantly pressed down upon Mu En.

Without a word of wasted breath, the two men struck.

No one understood this old friend... and enemy... better than they did each other!

At their level, there was no need for flashy soul skill exchanges; there was only the pure, crushing collision of auras and domains!

The space above Sea God Island began to crack, fine black fissures spreading under the pressure of these two extreme powers.

They stood in a stalemate for only three breaths.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Mu En suddenly began to cough violently, a sickly flush appearing on his face as his straightened spine bent once more.

Even the radiance of the Golden Tree dimmed in response.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoyao retracted his domain and sneered: "Enough, stop forcing yourself, you old thing. You've already got one foot in the grave; what do you have left to fight me with?"

He pointed at the Golden Tree, his tone dripping with chilling malice:

"If you don't tap into the origin of the Golden Tree, you cannot be my match.

But if you force it, I'll just drag all of Shrek down to the grave with us."

At these words, the resident elders were incensed, their eyes splitting with rage, yet not one dared to retort.

Because it was the truth.

Long Xiaoyao knew his old friend's weakness better than anyone.

"There were difficulties on both sides back then..." Long Xiaoyao sighed, his tone softening slightly as he descended from the sky with Long Yaochen to stand before Mu En.

This movement caused several pavilion elders to retreat in alarm.

A flicker of disdain crossed his eyes before he continued: "I didn't come here today for the past."

Hearing this, Mu En felt a weight lift from his heart, but in the next second, it tightened again.

"I am only here for Ma Xiaotao today." Long Xiaoyao pulled Long Yaochen to his side, his tone returning to its initial cold and overbearing state: "I will say this one last time: hand over Ma Xiaotao! Otherwise, I will level this Sea God Island today!"

Mu En fell silent.

He looked at Long Xiaoyao, who stood there like a towering demon, and imagined the countless trembling students behind him.

Of all times, Xuan Zi had to be away leading a team on a soul-hunting mission.

The vast Shrek... there was no one left!

After a long while, he let out a long sigh, appearing to age ten years in an instant.

"Go... bring Xiaotao here."

Hearing these words, Yan Shaozhe closed his eyes in despair.

"No need to bring me, I'm already here!"

As the voice fell, a tall, slender young woman stepped out.

She sported long, fiery red hair, her eyes filled with a touch of arrogance as she walked toward them, her explosive figure barely contained by her red robes.

The moment Long Yaochen saw Ma Xiaotao, his pupils constricted slightly.

Sure enough... it was this aura!

The Eternal Blazing Sun Holy Dragon within his body reacted at this very moment.