The Heart is Established, Completing the World's Dao; Heaven and Earth's Utmost Good is My Good

Cen Yu naturally knew what Tang San was thinking.

It was a pity, however, that he lacked any peculiar fetishes and had no intention of standing still to let someone finish charging up an attack.

If it were Little Black, he might have been interested in a clash of pure strength.

"Alright, many thanks to Senior Sister and the seniors; this is enough."

The youth severed the soul power connection and leaped lightly into the sky.

In an instant, Hu Liena and the others collapsed powerlessly to the ground, watching Cen Yu with complex expressions.

Wait, what? This wasn't "enough"—this had completely drained their soul power dry.

In the blink of an eye, Cen Yu arrived in mid-air.

Behind him, the massive phantom of the Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden veiled the firmament, making the arena below appear increasingly insignificant.

Cen Yu lowered his eyes slightly, gazing down at the Shrek Seven Devils: "My heart upholds the ways of the world; the ultimate kindness of heaven and earth is my own."

As he spoke, dazzling golden light poured down from the heavens, instantly shrouding the entire Pope Palace.

The shockwave of the impact rippled outward, instantly blasting Yu Xiaogang, who was only level twenty-nine, away.

"Xiaogang!" Liu Erlong cried out in alarm, flashing forward to catch him.

"Xiaogang, are you alright?"

Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest, trembling as he looked up at Cen Yu in the sky: "How is this possible... what kind of power is this?"

Yue Guan glanced at the injured Yu Xiaogang, then at the others who were completely unaffected, and nearly burst out laughing.

This shockwave could likely only injure soul masters below level thirty, and since Yu Xiaogang was the only one in that range, it was a purely accidental hit.

However, Bibi Dong, who should have been anxious, was focused entirely on her disciple, failing to notice her old flame's injury at all.

That is... the aura of a god?

Indeed... although he possesses no divine power, that is the aura of a god...

What kind of insane luck is this? Her disciple is actually an inheritor of a god?

At that moment, Cen Yu closed his eyes and began to chant slowly: "The heart is clear as water; the clear water is the heart."

"The breeze does not stir; the waves remain calm..."

Following his voice, dense Buddhist scriptures emerged from the void, sweeping out in all directions.

In an instant, the light of Buddha surged, circulating through heaven and earth.

"Ah—!"

As shrill screams erupted across the arena, golden cracks spread rapidly across the surface of the massive Clear Sky Hammer.

"BOOM—!!!"

With a thunderous roar, the Clear Sky Hammer shattered, its fragments scattering amidst a violent blast of air.

Tang San could no longer hold on; he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to his knees.

But it wasn't over. Under the influence of the Buddhist chants, he clutched his head with both hands, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The other six members of Shrek were unable to resist either; they all collapsed to the ground, curling into balls and wailing in agony.

The mighty Buddhist chants roared in their ears, accompanied by a terrifying pressure that crushed them layer by layer, making them feel that living was worse than death.

It wasn't just the arena; even the spectators outside the field clearly felt that intense sense of oppression.

It wasn't that the power was overwhelming, but the sensation made one subconsciously want to abandon all resistance.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo's expression changed drastically, his gaze locked on Ning Rongrong, who was curled up in pain on the field.

"Rongrong!"

Without hesitation, he summoned his martial soul, ready to rush into the arena to save her.

But the moment he moved, a bone-chilling killing intent locked onto him.

"Who?!"

Sword Douluo whipped his head around.

High atop the towering dome of the Pope Palace, Guangling Douluo sat quietly, his longbow fully drawn and aimed directly at him.

The fifth elder of Martial Soul Hall, Guangling Douluo?! How is he here?!

Seeing Sword Douluo held at bay, Ning Fengzhi turned to Flender: "Why haven't you surrendered yet?"

"Do you intend to watch these children lose their lives here?"

Hearing this, Flender was about to announce their surrender when Yu Xiaogang lunged forward.

"No! We cannot surrender! We cannot surrender! Tang San must still have a way!"

"We must believe in Tang San! How many miracles has he created? He must have a way—"

"Ah—!!!"

At this moment, a shrill, agonizing scream erupted from the arena.

The crowd turned to look, only to see Tang San instinctively summon his External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances, in a desperate attempt to resist the pressure.

But the mere Eight Spider Lances were utterly incapable of withstanding the pressure of the Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden; they were crushed to pieces right before everyone's eyes!

Flender shoved Yu Xiaogang aside in a rage: "Can't you see what state the children are in?! Xiaogang, have you lost your mind!!!"

With that, he hurriedly shouted toward Bibi Dong: "We surrender! Shrek Academy surrenders! Please, let the children go!"

Hearing this, Cen Yu slowly opened his eyes, ceased his chanting, and asked Bibi Dong: "Have they surrendered?"

Bibi Dong nodded toward him: "Come back."

"Very well." Cen Yu dispersed the power within his body that belonged to others.

In an instant, the heaven-covering phantom of the Heavenly Maiden began to dissipate bit by bit, and the golden light filling the sky slowly faded away with it.

Finally, the Hundred-Day Floating World Web was deactivated.

Cen Yu chuckled and said to the suffering members of Shrek Academy: "Then I thank you for conceding. The final championship, as expected, still belongs to Martial Soul Hall Academy."

A quarter of an hour later, after emergency treatment by the healing-type soul masters, the members of Shrek Academy stood to the side in a daze.

Although their physical injuries could be healed, the mental trauma Cen Yu had inflicted upon them would take time to recover.

The host addressed the crowd:

"Next, we will proceed to the award ceremony. We invite His Holiness the Pope to present the awards to the winning academy!"

As he finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong stepped forward: "The final champion of this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is Martial Soul Hall Academy."

"Congratulations to you, talented young soul masters."

With that, she struck her scepter against the ground.

In an instant, three soul bones radiating immense power slowly materialized before her.

Seeing this, the members of Shrek Academy looked toward the direction of Martial Soul Hall Academy with faces full of resentment.

Damn it...

The host spoke up at this moment:

"Will the representative of Martial Soul Hall Academy please come forward to receive the championship reward!"

Hearing this, Hu Liena and the others exchanged glances and smilingly pushed Cen Yu forward.

Cen Yu was stunned, looking at them in confusion: "Eh? What are you doing?"

Hu Liena smiled and said: "Little Junior Brother, we only won this match in the end because of you. This glory, naturally, belongs to you."

Xie Yue and Yan also nodded, each patting Cen Yu on the shoulder: "Don't decline, just go."

Hearing this, Cen Yu no longer refused and walked toward Bibi Dong with a smile.

Once he reached her, he bowed respectfully: "Your Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong looked at her disciple with gratification and waved her hand, causing the three soul bones to land in Cen Yu's palms.

"Not bad. You are outstanding—more outstanding than any genius I have ever seen."

Including herself.