Joining Forces with the Radiant Holy Dragon Mu En, Severely Injuring Deathgod Douluo Zhongli Wu

"Phew!"

Luo Feng chuckled softly in the direction of the dormitory, then transformed into a dazzling golden meteor.

He tore through the dark night and sped straight toward the heart of the battlefield where the aura of the Radiant Holy Dragon had erupted.

Star Luo City's night wind howled past his ears. The tremendous soul power of a rank eighty-eight Spirit Douluo, combined with the extreme speed of a hundred-thousand-year left leg bone, allowed Luo Feng to cross half the distance of Sea God Island in just a few breaths.

At this moment, the sky above Shrek's outer courtyard had already been torn cleanly in two by two distinct extremes of energy.

One half was churning black deathly qi, like the depths of the Nine Nether Hells.

Countless shrieking vengeful spirits wailed within the dark clouds, condensing into a hundred-zhang-tall Death God Phantom wielding a blood-dripping scythe.

It radiated a terrifying pressure that seemed capable of freezing the soul itself.

The other half was dazzling golden light, carrying vast righteous force and fierce thunder at its absolute peak.

A colossal Radiant Holy Dragon, over two hundred meters long, coiled in midair.

Every dragon scale seemed forged from the purest gold, gleaming brilliantly in the night sky.

A rank ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, master of the Sea God Pavilion, Dragon God Douluo Mu En!

Even though Elder Mu's body was hunched from old hidden injuries and his lifespan was nearly exhausted, the moment he truly manifested the true body of his Radiant Holy Dragon martial soul, he remained one of the mightiest, most untouchable supreme legends on the Douluo Continent.

"Mu En, you're old! Your era should have ended long ago!"

Beneath the Death God Phantom, Death God Douluo Zhongli Wu hovered in midair, nine heart-stopping soul rings revolving around him.

He looked down from above at the Radiant Holy Dragon below, his eyes filled with arrogance and cold cruelty.

"To pin down an old thing like you, this cult leader brought out the entire elite force of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Though we lost a few people, as long as Feng Ling succeeds, and brings back that Shrek girl with ultimate evil fire to the Holy Cult, all of this will have been worth it!

Once she becomes the Holy Maiden of our Holy Cult, it will be the end of your Shrek Academy!"

Zhongli Wu laughed wildly.

The Death God Scythe in his hand swung out fiercely, carving a pitch-black rift several hundred meters long, trying to pin Mu En down completely.

The Radiant Holy Dragon let out an earth-shaking roar. Its massive dragon tail lashed out, smashing that Death God rift to pieces.

Mu En's aged voice echoed through the night sky, carrying a dignity that inspired awe even without anger.

"A pack of gutter rats who can't bear the light, and you dare run wild in my Shrek Academy!

Even if this old man has to spend his last breath, I'll make sure every last one of you Evil Soul Masters stays here today!"

Though Mu En's words were forceful, a trace of anxiety still rose in his heart.

He had already been entangled tightly by Zhongli Wu, while Sky Spider Douluo and Dark Cloud Douluo were leading several Spirit Douluo in destruction all around.

If that demoness Feng Ling really managed to sneak into the inner courtyard, Ma Xiaotao, who had only just suppressed her evil fire, would likely be in grave danger.

"Keep us here?

Hahaha, Mu En, you can barely protect yourself right now. What are you going to use to keep me—"

Zhongli Wu's wild laughter was still echoing through the night sky.

However, his words came to an abrupt stop in the very next second, as though someone had seized him by the throat.

Because in that pitch-black night sky that had originally belonged to the pressure of the Death God, a speck of golden light suddenly appeared.

At first, that golden light was only the size of a firefly.

But in just one ten-thousandth of a second, it transformed into a blazing sun bright enough to rival the sun and moon!

"Boom!"

A force of light completely different from the Radiant Holy Dragon's overwhelming, thunderous dominance, yet carrying an even loftier, supreme sacred majesty that seemed able to purify all filth in the world, erupted without warning behind the Death God Phantom!

Three pairs of pure-gold wings that blotted out the sky suddenly unfurled, and blinding holy light turned into a sky full of golden rain, pouring down.

The vengeful spirits and deathly qi that had been baring their fangs and claws moments ago, the instant they touched that golden rain, didn't even have time to scream before they evaporated directly into nothingness like melting ice and snow.

"Who told you Shrek only had one Ultimate Douluo holding the line tonight?"

A lazy, icy young voice, laced with endless mockery, drifted through heaven and earth.

Luo Feng had his hands in his pockets, standing on the void, like a six-winged god who had stepped out of an ancient myth.

Just like that, he appeared in Zhongli Wu's and Mu En's line of sight as casually as if he were strolling through a garden.

"Who... who are you?! That aura on you..."

Zhongli Wu's pupils shrank sharply as he stared fixedly at the young man before him, the one with six golden wings.

A fierce terror and trembling that came from the deepest source of his martial soul spread from the bottom of his heart, completely beyond his control.

"Luo Feng, kid?"

The Radiant Holy Dragon below also let out a dragon roar tinged with astonishment.

Mu En naturally recognized this supreme genius whom the academy valued so highly.

But he never would have imagined that this boy's cultivation had already reached such a terrifying level.

"You're the cult leader, right? Just now, you told that old phoenix to go pick up your holy maiden?"

Luo Feng looked at Zhongli Wu with a smile that was not quite a smile, a cruel curve lifting the corner of his mouth.

"I'm terribly sorry, but the holy maiden you're looking for is currently sleeping in my bed.

As for that old crow called Feng Ling, I already shattered every bone in her body just now. She's tied to a pillar in my courtyard like a dead dog."

"What did you say? You dare hurt Feng Ling!"

Zhongli Wu's eyes instantly turned bloodred, and his entire being sank completely into madness from extreme fury.

Feng Ling was not only the vice cult leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, but also his partner.

This Six-Winged Angel who had appeared out of nowhere actually dared humiliate her like this!

"I'll rip out your tendons and flay your skin, then pull out your soul and burn it as a sky lantern!

Death God's Scythe, cut him down!"

Zhongli Wu went completely berserk, pouring his terrifying rank ninety-eight soul power without reservation into the Death God Phantom behind him.

That enormous pitch-black scythe locked onto Luo Feng's aura, carrying a law of despair that severed all life.

It tore through the void and hacked viciously toward Luo Feng.

"Careful, Luo Feng! That's the Death God's law!"

Mu En shouted, and the massive Radiant Holy Dragon soared into the sky, preparing to block this fatal strike for Luo Feng.

"Elder Mu, just hold the line from the side. A mere cult leader with one foot in the grave doesn't require you, old sir, to take the hit."

Luo Feng chuckled softly, and not only did he not retreat, he instead took a step forward to meet the Death God's Scythe that was powerful enough to split mountains.

[Eighth Soul Skill, First Form · Law of Deprivation: Divine Forbidden Domain!]

Buzz!

A layer of invisible orange-gold light rippled out, enveloping the entire battlefield in an instant.

Zhongli Wu discovered in terror that the rank ninety-eight evil soul power within him had actually been forcibly deprived, suppressed by a full eighty percent!

The huge phantom of the Death God's Scythe also collapsed by more than half in an instant under the radiance of the Forbidden Domain, its power plummeting!

"Elder Mu, it's our turn to counterattack."

Luo Feng turned his head and gave the Radiant Holy Dragon below a bright laugh.

What kind of figure was Mu En? In that split second, he immediately grasped Luo Feng's intent.

Looking at the Death God Phantom that had been weakened to its limit, the Radiant Holy Dragon let out a resonant dragon roar that shook the highest heavens.

"Good lad! Today, this old man will go mad with you!

Radiant Holy Dragon, Thunderous Might!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu En began burning what little source power he had left.

The Radiant Holy Dragon's enormous body transformed into a bolt of golden lightning that pierced heaven and earth.

The dragon god law that represented the ultimate light and ferocity of the Douluo Continent blasted without reservation toward Zhongli Wu in midair.

At the same time, the six wings behind Luo Feng suddenly beat.

[Eighth Soul Skill, Second Form · Law of Annihilation: Wrath of the Archangel!]

Luo Feng instantly drained all the light elements within a hundred miles, compressing them to the extreme at his fingertip.

An orange-gold beam of annihilating light, condensed to the limit and ignoring any laws of space or defense, shot from his fingertip and converged perfectly with Mu En's Radiant Holy Dragon lightning.

The ultimate purification of the Six-Winged Archangel, paired with the ultimate ferocity of the Radiant Holy Dragon.

These two top-tier martial souls standing at the very peak of Douluo Continent's light-type pyramid

formed a perfect "soaring side by side" at this moment!

The two forces of ultimate light merged into one, transforming into a pure golden pillar of light powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth.

With irresistible force, it slammed viciously into Zhongli Wu's Death God Phantom.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

The entire sky above Sea God Island seemed to have been overturned by that terrifying explosion.

Half the night sky over Star Luo City was dyed a dazzling pure gold, and the massive sonic boom made countless soul masters fighting below clutch their ears.

They collapsed to the ground in agony.

"Crack... bang!"

The Death God Phantom, said to be capable of slaying gods and destroying Buddhas, stood before that unmatched fusion skill of light.

It was like a fragile ice sculpture; it could not even last a single second before it shattered with a boom into black mist that filled the sky.

"No!"

Zhongli Wu let out an utterly shrill scream.

The Law of Annihilation from Wrath of the Archangel and the thunderous power of the Radiant Holy Dragon pierced viciously through his chest, shattering every rib in his body.

The deathly aura protecting his body, which he had been so proud of, was completely purified, and he spewed a huge mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of his organs.

Like a tattered meteor, he was blasted thousands of meters away!

"Damn it! Damn it! Shrek, my Holy Spirit Cult will never coexist with you!"

"Retreat!"