Ahead were the Soul Hall powerhouses led by Qiangu Dongfeng.
Behind were the Holy Spirit Cult army led by the Ghost Emperor and the Nether Emperor.
It was a case of fierce tigers ahead and a pack of wolves behind.
"Qiangu Dongfeng, Shrek Academy and the Spirit Pagoda have shared a friendship spanning ten thousand years."
Long Yeyue looked at Qiangu Dongfeng. To save her own life, she could only bring up the past, play the emotional card, and resort to moral coercion.
She only hoped Qiangu Dongfeng would turn over a new leaf, abandon darkness for the light, help Shrek Academy, and fight the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Hehehe."
"Long Yeyue, you old hag, have you forgotten that I stopped being the Spirit Pagoda's master many years ago?"
"Now, I am Qiangu Dongfeng, master of the Soul Hall. I am a divine apostle, not some mere master of the Spirit Pagoda."
"The friendship between Shrek Academy and the Spirit Pagoda was slapped away by you yourself a hundred years ago."
"If you tried to invoke ties with my father and elder brother, you might still manage to morally coerce those two honest men."
"But I am different. I am the bad man you people call corrupted by bad company. I have no morals."
"Hehehe."
Wearing Four-Word Battle Armor, Qiangu Dongfeng stood atop the palm of the Red-Rank Mecha, arms folded as he laughed arrogantly.
A standard Uchiha-style grin.
"Qiangu Dongfeng, you bastard! You're not a man! You accomplice of the Holy Spirit Cult, lackey of the Rakshasa God, and henchman of Qian Xunji!"
Long Yeyue was furious, yet she did not dare slap Qiangu Dongfeng. She could only point at him and continue roaring.
"You innately evil little Qiangu brat! You couldn't win Leng Yaozhu's body and heart, so you