Reversing the Original Blood Tribulation! Angel Instantly Kills Self-Detonating Evil Soul Master

"Uh, this..."

Luo Feng glanced helplessly at the astonishing curves pressed against him, thinking that this senior sister was way too clingy.

But feeling the extremely weak gravity of this fantasy world, he was not afraid at all.

Even if there really was danger, with his high-density Earthling body, he could smash it apart with one punch.

So he accepted this round of "close protection" from his senior sister by default.

"Move out! Yuhao, lead the way. Everyone, conceal your aura and advance step by step!"

At Zhou Yi's command, the entire Shrek Inspection Team moved like a precision machine, silently sneaking toward the depths of the cave.

"Fifteen meters to the front-left. There's a venom trap. Everyone, move close to the stone wall on the right."

"There are two hidden sentries behind the boulder around the bend ahead. Inner court seniors, take them out!"

With Huo Yuhao's precise navigation and Zhou Yi's calm command, everyone moved like ghosts.

Step by step, they removed the eyes Death Messenger had set up around the perimeter, constantly closing in on the deepest part of the cave.

The deeper they went, the stronger the stench of blood became, and the air grew bitingly cold.

There was even nauseating dark-red mucus hanging from the stone walls around them.

Then everyone passed through a long, narrow tunnel, and the view before them suddenly opened up.

A massive underground cavern spanning several thousand square meters abruptly appeared before everyone's eyes!

However, the instant they saw the scene inside the cavern, everyone's pupils contracted sharply.

Corpses!

Corpses piled up like mountains!

In the center of the cavern, a huge blood-colored formation was slowly rotating.

Hundreds, even thousands, of civilian corpses drained of blood had been grotesquely stitched together, turning into flesh puppets that emitted a thick corpse poison.

And at the highest point of that mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a thin, withered figure completely shrouded in a wide black robe, holding a deathly pale skull staff, was looking down on them from above.

His eyes flickered with ghostly green flames as he looked at the people of Shrek as if they were dead things.

"Kekekekeke..."

"The Shrek Inspection Team? So it's a group of tender little genius brats.

How truly effortless. Your vibrant blood and pure souls will be the finest offerings to my lord!"

Along with Death Messenger's wild laughter, shrill as fingernails scraping across a blackboard, he suddenly raised the skull staff in his hand.

Rumble!

The entire cavern shook violently.

The flesh puppets that had originally fallen to the ground actually all stood up like zombies.

Terrifying roars came from their throats as they charged madly toward the people of Shrek.

"Prepare for battle!"

Zhou Yi shouted sharply.

The inner court seniors instantly released dazzling soul rings and prepared to meet the enemy.

However, Luo Feng's gaze turned utterly cold at that moment.

As a transmigrator who had read the original work thoroughly, he knew far too well what would happen next.

This seemingly ordinary encirclement and suppression was actually the most tragic failure in Shrek Academy's history!

Death Messenger's true killing move was not the physical attacks of these flesh puppets at all, but—corpse explosion!

These puppets all had soul tool bombs tied to them.

They could drag the enemy down with them at any moment!

Sure enough, the instant the inner court seniors charged into the puppet horde and prepared to slaughter them, a trace of frenzied cruelty flashed through Death Messenger's eyes, and he suddenly spat out a cold word: "Explode!"

Buzz!

A destructive dark-red energy instantly expanded at terrifying speed inside hundreds of flesh puppets!

That was the deadly resentment and poison contained in hundreds upon thousands of corpses. If it all detonated at once...

Inside this sealed underground karst cave, its power would definitely be no less than a small fuel-air bomb!

"Not good! It's a soul tool bomb! Fall back!!"

Zhou Yi's eyes nearly split with fury as she shouted in despair.

But they were too close!

That destructive red light had already burst out through the bodies!

At that critical instant, the inner courtyard senior Yao Haoxuan's eyes turned bloodred, and he did not hesitate in the slightest.

He took a fierce step forward, blocking the very front of Ma Xiaotao, Huo Yuhao, and the others.

The muscles all over his body swelled violently, and his martial soul possessed him in an instant. He was actually planning to use his own flesh-and-blood body...

To forcibly withstand this terrifying corpse explosion that was certain death, and seize a slim chance of survival for his juniors!

The bloody calamity from the original work was about to repeat itself at this very moment.

The tragedy of Gongyang Mo being near death, Chen Zifeng losing a leg, and Yao Haoxuan being left without a corpse seemed to have already become an inevitable fate.

"You dare call yourself Death with such petty tricks?"

At that critical instant...

A calm, cold voice, yet one carrying endless majesty, suddenly rang out inside the chaotic karst cave.

"Whoosh!"

Before Yao Haoxuan's defensive skill could fully deploy...

A powerful hand directly seized the back of his collar.

As if lifting a chick, it instantly flung his massive body more than a dozen meters backward!

Yao Haoxuan's face was filled with shock as his eyes widened in midair.

Who?

Everyone fixed their eyes ahead, only to see that a tall, slender figure had somehow already blocked the very front of them all.

It was Luo Feng!

Facing that terrifying tide of corpse explosions powerful enough to blast the entire mountain range into collapse...

Luo Feng did not retreat in the slightest. Instead, he slowly raised his right arm.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a sacred hum that pierced through the soul...

A ball of pure golden light, radiant to the absolute extreme, suddenly erupted from behind Luo Feng!

This light was so pure it seemed capable of dispelling all gloom and evil in the world.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three pairs of broad, white-gold wings radiating endless sacred aura abruptly unfurled behind Luo Feng!

The Six-Winged Angel had descended!

At the same time, beneath Luo Feng's feet, three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—slowly rose.

Although he was only a Rank 30 Soul Elder, that divine pressure that towered above all living beings...

Made every Soul Emperor and Soul Sage present feel a burst of suffocation!

"Third Soul Skill—Angel Judgment!"

Luo Feng gave a cold shout, and the Angel Holy Sword in his hand suddenly lifted high above his head.

In an instant, the entire underground karst cave seemed to transform into an ocean of gold!

Countless golden light swords, almost solid in form, shot out from the six wings behind Luo Feng.

They turned into a brilliant, sacred rain of swords.

With unstoppable force, it instantly covered the hundreds upon thousands of flesh puppets ahead that were about to self-destruct!

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"

A dense series of scalp-numbing sounds of dissolution rang out.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no horrific scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The corpse poison and resentment that were about to detonate, the instant they came into contact with the ultimate sacred light of Angel Judgment...

Were like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

Purified in seconds!

"No!! This is impossible!!!"

The Death Messenger standing on the high platform let out a shrill, despairing scream.

"What kind of monster are you?! What exactly is your martial soul?!"

The Death Messenger staggered back in terror, his whole body trembling violently.

"The one sending you on your way."

The Death Messenger did not even have time to raise his staff to block.

Luo Feng's right fist, wrapped in the Six-Winged Angel's sacred golden light and as heavy as meteoric iron, had already smashed hard into his chest!

Boom!

There was no suspense.

It was the ultimate dimensional suppression on a physical level, combined with the absolute restraint of a sacred attribute.

That evil Soul Emperor, the one who had made the original Shrek group pay such a painful price—

His entire body was like a watermelon struck by heavy artillery, utterly blasted apart amid the sacred flames of light!

His sinful soul did not even have time to scream.

It was completely dissolved by the Six-Winged Angel's purifying light, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.