Shrek Academy's Yan Shaozhe Pleads, Don't Kill Ye Xishui

The Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword in Luo Feng's hand erupted once more with dazzling pure-gold light.

The law of Destruction, condensed to its utmost limit, carved an icy arc through the void.

Without the slightest mercy, it slashed down toward the two people locked in each other's arms.

"Stop! Your Excellency Luo Feng, spare them!"

At that critical instant, an urgent cry suddenly rang out from the distant sky, so frantic that the voice even cracked.

A brilliant blaze of bright fire shot forward at a speed that seemed as if it would burn itself out completely.

It tore madly through the night, racing over from Shrek Academy's direction.

It was the phantom of a gigantic Bright Phoenix.

Though it could not compare to the sky-blotting form Ye Xishui had unleashed earlier, it still carried an exceedingly pure aura of radiant sovereignty.

The newcomer was none other than the dean of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department, a rank ninety-five Super Douluo, Yan Shaozhe!

With a thunderous boom, Yan Shaozhe crashed heavily into the ruins between Luo Feng and Ye Xishui like an out-of-control meteor.

He gasped for breath in great mouthfuls, the soul power throughout his body fluctuating violently from extreme overexertion.

When he raised his head and saw the terrifying scene around him, with everything within a hundred li completely razed flat, and the million-year divine ring beneath Luo Feng's feet, so dazzling that it could not be looked at directly, the renowned Super Douluo's legs actually trembled beyond his control.

Too terrifying! This was not destructive power a human could create at all. This was a true god's world-ending calamity descending upon the earth!

Yan Shaozhe forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart.

He turned his head and glanced at Ye Xishui, who lay in a pool of blood, her life force nearly severed, and at Long Xiaoyao, whose face had grown aged, his eyes filled with despair.

"Yan Shaozhe? Instead of guarding the academy, what are you doing here?"

Luo Feng did not put away the Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword in his hand. He merely shifted the edge of the blade half an inch aside.

Those deep golden eyes looked down from above, scrutinizing this high-ranking member of Shrek.

"What, you want to plead for these two old monsters?"

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath, then actually dropped to one knee before Luo Feng, lowering his stance to the utmost humility.

"Your Excellency Luo Feng... no, Your Majesty Luo Feng!

Shaozhe knows that these two are steeped in sin and deserve death.

But... but I beg you, for Elder Mu's sake, for Shrek Academy's sake, leave them with the barest thread of life!"

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, the cold smile at the corner of his mouth growing even stronger.

"Give me one reason not to kill them.

You should know that letting a tiger return to the mountain is a grave mistake.

Although these two are already toothless tigers, I don't like leaving trash alive to offend my eyes."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes reddened slightly, and his voice carried a bitterness and pleading he could barely conceal.

"Your Majesty Luo Feng, since you have already seen that Ye Xishui's second martial soul is the Bright Phoenix, then you should have guessed...

I, Yan Shaozhe, am a direct blood descendant of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao!"

The moment those words were spoken, Ye Xishui, who had been waiting for death with her eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open and stared in disbelief at the middle-aged man standing in front of her.

"You... you are..."

A complex surge of emotion suddenly welled up in Ye Xishui's clouded eyes.

"Yes. I was an orphan adopted by Elder Mu, but flowing through my body is the bloodline of the two of you."

Yan Shaozhe did not look back. He only stared fixedly at Luo Feng.

"Your Majesty Luo Feng, your invincible bearing tonight has already shattered the Holy Spirit Cult's foundations completely.

Zhongli Wu is dead, and Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's martial soul origins have also been utterly crippled by your divine light.

Right now, they are not even the equals of an ordinary Soul Sage."

"On behalf of Shrek Academy, I guarantee to you that as long as you spare their lives and fulfill Elder Mu's final lingering wish, Shrek Academy will remember your great kindness forever!

We will imprison them for life in the lowest level of the Sea God Pavilion, and have them spend the rest of their days atoning for those innocent lives that were lost!"

The night wind swept across the devastated border plain, and the air was filled with an oppressive, deathly silence.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

Long Xiaoyao held Ye Xishui tightly, staring nervously at the godlike youth in midair.

The two of them were peerless prodigies who had lived for more than two hundred years, yet in this moment, the power over their life and death rested solely on a single thought from this youth.

Luo Feng quietly looked at Yan Shaozhe, who knelt on the ground.

There was no denying that Yan Shaozhe had lowered his stance as far as it could go with those words.

He had also given Luo Feng, this newly ascended rank ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, more than enough face.

Killing these two Ultimate Douluo, who had once shaken the world and held everyone in contempt, would certainly settle everything once and for all.

But if he crippled their cultivation like dogs instead, and imprisoned them for life in the lightless depths beneath the Sea God Pavilion, forcing them to spend the rest of their days in despair and regret, then for old monsters who had long been used to standing high above everyone else, perhaps that would be ten thousand times crueler than simply killing them.

Besides, giving Shrek Academy—and Mu En—some face would bring Luo Feng a hundred benefits and not a single harm.

A super-overlord who held absolute authority and made the Sea God Pavilion owe him an enormous debt of gratitude was the true uncrowned king.

"Dean Yan, you really are a fine, filial great-grandson."

A meaningful curve lifted the corner of Luo Feng's mouth as he slowly put away the Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword in his hand.

That million-year divine pressure, which had crushed everyone until they could barely breathe, also gradually receded like the tide.

"Since you brought up Mu En, I'll give you this face."

Hearing those words, Yan Shaozhe collapsed weakly to the ground as if drained of all strength, letting out a long breath of relief.

"Thank you... thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty Luo Feng!"

"However, though they may be spared death, they cannot escape punishment."

Luo Feng's gaze turned cold. From the six pure-gold wings behind him, two divine shackles condensed to the extreme suddenly shot out.

Like two bolts of lightning, they instantly sank into the centers of Ye Xishui's and Long Xiaoyao's brows!

"Ah!"

The two of them let out a muffled groan of pain at the same time.

They discovered in horror that the last trace of Ultimate Douluo essence remaining inside them had been completely sealed by that tyrannical pure-gold holy light.

Not only that, these divine shackles even locked their meridians and their spiritual seas.

They were reduced completely to two ordinary old people without the strength to truss a chicken.

"I've already planted the Archangel's Shackles of Judgment in their bodies.

As long as they dare use even the slightest bit of soul power, or take so much as half a step out of the Sea God Pavilion, this holy flame will instantly burn their internal organs to ash."

With his hands clasped behind his back, Luo Feng looked down coldly at the battered pair of desperate lovers.

"Take them back to the Sea God Pavilion and lock them in the black prison on the lowest level.

Let them listen to the bells of Shrek Academy every day and properly repent for the sins they've committed over most of their lives."

Yan Shaozhe nodded again and again, so excited he did not know what to say.

He stood up, walked over to Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, and looked at the two legends who had once been renowned across the continent with complicated eyes.

"You two, come with me. The dungeon beneath the Sea God Pavilion will be your final home in this life."

Long Xiaoyao gave a miserable laugh and did not resist.

With difficulty, he helped Ye Xishui, who had aged more than a decade, to her feet. The two leaned against each other.

Their hunched, bleak backs no longer held even the slightest trace of an Ultimate Douluo's supreme bearing.

The era that belonged to the Black and White Holy Dragons and the Death Goddess Saintess

was, on this night, brought to a complete and utter end by a youth named Luo Feng in a brutal, domineering fashion.

Watching Yan Shaozhe take the two crippled people away as streaks of light, Luo Feng slowly turned around and casually released the divine light barrier protecting Tang Ya.

He gently lifted the purple-haired girl, who was still unconscious, with his soul power.

His deep gaze turned toward Star Luo City, and the corner of Luo Feng's mouth once again lifted into a wickedly charming smile.

"Tonight's workout did go a little over the limit, but at least I finally brought her back safe and sound."