Titan Douluo, a Game Between God Kings! (Please Subscribe! 3,000 Words)

But since Long Wushang had said so, Long Xiaoyao did not ask further. He knew his son was more capable than he was, and might even be connected to the gods somehow.

The first time he had ever witnessed power beyond the limit was through Wushang's Original Sin Demon Puppet martial soul.

"Do we need to call the people from the Offering Hall back to help?"

"No. Too many people would only get in the way."

Long Wushang took Tang Ya's hand and pulled her to his side. "Father, deal with anything that might block our way. I'll identify and gather the herbs."

Thus, the three changed course and flew toward the Heavenly Soul Empire.

Long Wushang gave Shrek one final glance over his shoulder.

Sea God's Light had just been forced out there, and Mu En had already reached the end of his life.

Shrek's most urgent task now was to save lives, rebuild the academy's defenses, and prevent the Holy Spirit Cult from launching a second surprise attack on Shrek Academy anytime soon.

No one would turn their attention toward the Heavenly Soul Empire, toward the vast and boundless Sunset Forest.

Shrek Academy, inside Sea God Pavilion.

All the elders had arrived.

Mu En lay on a specially made rattan chair, one arm hanging limply at his side. His eyes were vacant, and his breath was faint.

Yan Shaozhe knelt before him. Xuan Zi stood by the window, the bloodstains on his clothes still untreated. The other elders were injured as well, and not one of them spoke.

Huo Yuhao had been placed on a bed to the side.

Elder Zhuang had reconnected some of his meridians, but his broken bones and damaged martial soul origin could not be repaired in a short time.

The more troublesome issue was his Sea of Spirit. No matter how Elder Zhuang examined it, he was repelled by a layer of gray power. As a result, they could not treat him immediately and could only let it develop on its own.

Wang Dong stayed by Huo Yuhao's bedside, her eyes red-rimmed. Beside her stood a burly man.

By the time Er Ming reached Shrek, the battle had already been over for some time.

When he saw the devastation at Shrek Academy and Wang Dong's condition, he had been suppressing his rage.

He had originally intended to chase straight into the Star Dou Great Forest and tear those evil soul masters to pieces, but Wang Dong stopped him.

The reason was simple. The enemy had already scattered and retreated, so it would be difficult for them to find Long Wushang again.

Besides, Huo Yuhao's life still hung in the balance. Wang Dong could not let Er Ming, her only support at the moment, leave.

Er Ming carefully examined Huo Yuhao's injuries, his palm hovering above his chest.

The examination did not last long. After a moment, he slowly withdrew the power he had sent into Huo Yuhao's body, then rose and spoke to the elders who were waiting anxiously nearby.

"His body can still be saved, and his meridians can be nourished back over time. Overall, the treatment will be difficult, but it isn't impossible."

Only after hearing this did Wang Dong let out a breath of relief. Heaven knew how anxious and worried she had been just now.

Wang Dong continued, "Second Father, then why hasn't Yuhao woken up yet?"

Er Ming did not answer immediately. Instead, he began to ponder in silence.

He had discovered two types of power lingering within Huo Yuhao's body.

One was ultimate darkness, though the power of the Golden Ancient Tree had temporarily suppressed it.

The other was hidden very deeply, lingering near his spiritual origin.

That was not soul power, nor did it belong to the realm of a soul master's strength. Er Ming had spent a long time in the God Realm. Even though he now remained in the lower realm, he could not mistake that sensation.

It was divinity—or rather, a trace left behind by a god.

And that aura made him extremely uncomfortable.

Mu En laboriously turned his head. Looking at the silent Er Ming, he struggled to ask, "Sect Master Titan, did you discover something?"

Er Ming raised his head and looked at everyone in Sea God Pavilion. "Do you know the name of the person who injured him?"

Wang Dong gritted her teeth. "That person is called Long Wushang."

"He is the son of Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao and Death God Douluo Ye Xishui. He has twin martial souls. One is the Dark Sacred Dragon, and the other is a massive Demon Puppet."

"A massive Demon Puppet...?"

Er Ming silently repeated the words. His thick fingers pressed against Huo Yuhao's brow again, drawing out an extremely faint trace of aura from the residual power buried deep within the wound.

The instant that wisp of power leaked out, it immediately retreated deep into Huo Yuhao's spiritual origin, hiding itself completely.

But that single instant was enough for Er Ming to recognize it.

That was fucking destruction divine power!

Though it was so weak it was almost imperceptible, and mixed with traces of ultimate darkness and the evil aura of original sin, its core undeniably belonged to the God of Destruction.

The moment he realized this matter involved the God of Destruction, Er Ming's expression darkened.

It had been mentioned before that he had lived in the God Realm for many years, so naturally, he was no stranger to one of the God Realm's law enforcers.

The God of Destruction wielded immense authority in the God Realm. His status was no lower than that of Sea God Tang San, and his personality was even more domineering and uncompromising.

In other words, throughout the entire God Realm, who did not turn pale at the mention of destruction?

How could he possibly mistake destruction divine power?

Yet another question arose. Huo Yuhao was merely a four-ring Soul Ancestor, someone who had not even come into contact with the God Realm. Why would destruction divine power remain in his spiritual origin?

Had that power been implanted by the evil soul master Long Wushang?

Or had it been hidden within Huo Yuhao all along, only leaking out after he suffered such grievous injuries this time?

Er Ming did not continue his investigation. Though that power was weak, it was of an exceedingly high level. If he forcibly touched it, he might directly injure Huo Yuhao's spiritual origin.

More importantly, this was no longer a grudge between mortal soul masters.

Behind it stood two top-tier gods of the God Realm.

The waters ran far too deep. Far, far too deep.

Not only could Shrek not handle this, but even he and Da Ming could not afford to touch it. This matter had to be reported to the Sea God, or a huge disaster might result.

"Sect Master Titan?" Mu En's voice grew weaker and weaker.

Seeing the change in Er Ming's expression, unease rose within him.

"Is there another problem inside Yuhao's body?"

Wang Dong hurried closer to the bed as well. "Second Father, what exactly did you find?"

Er Ming slowly withdrew his hand and did his utmost to suppress the shock in his heart. His gaze swept across everyone in Sea God Pavilion, but he did not choose to reveal the matter of the destruction divine power.

This was not a matter of trust. It might not be a good thing for mortals to know too much, and they were not qualified to know such things.

"Near his spiritual origin, there is a very unusual power hidden away."

Er Ming said grimly, "That power is neither soul power nor any known martial soul. I cannot determine its origin for now, nor can I rashly remove it."

Elder Zhuang frowned. "Even you cannot make sense of it?"

"I cannot." Er Ming shook his head and answered without hesitation.

"It is too high-level. Forcibly dealing with it would only kill the boy. For now, we must stabilize his injuries. As for that power, I need to take him back to the Haotian Sect and have my elder brother confirm it further."

Wang Dong opened her mouth, clearly wanting to ask more, but Er Ming silenced her with a look.

"Dong'er, do not ask about this again."

"Some things will do you no good to know."

It was rare for Wang Dong to see Er Ming this serious. She looked at the unconscious Huo Yuhao, then finally nodded.

Mu En had likewise seen Er Ming's reaction. Having lived for over two hundred years, how could he fail to see that Er Ming was concealing the truth?

But he did not expose him. In Huo Yuhao's current state, Shrek truly lacked the ability to treat him.

Elder Zhuang could repair his physical body, but he could not resolve the issue within his spiritual origin.

The Haotian Sect, meanwhile, was shrouded in mystery, and its two sect masters possessed unfathomable strength. Entrusting Huo Yuhao to them was already the safest course of action.

Mu En slowly closed his eyes. After several breaths, he opened them again, and his gaze had returned to calm.

"Shao Zhe, gather everyone."

Yan Shaozhe knelt before the rattan chair, his Adam's apple bobbing. He knew his teacher was about to leave his final words.

"Teacher, the elders are all here."

"The deans of every division who could come have all arrived as well."

Mu En nodded, his gaze passing over Xuan Zi, Song Lao, Elder Zhuang, Yan Shaozhe, and the others one by one.

All of them were injured. Outside, wounded disciples were still being brought into the academy without end. Shrek City had become a living hell.

Mu En had guarded Shrek for centuries, yet he had never seen the academy reduced to such a state.

But he no longer had time to grieve.

"Time is short. First, Huo Yuhao."

Mu En looked toward the young man on the bed.

"His injuries have surpassed Shrek's ability to treat. After today, Sect Master Titan will secretly send him to the Haotian Sect, where the two sect masters will treat him."

"This matter is to be classified as the academy's highest secret."

"Other than those present, no one is to reveal his whereabouts."

Yan Shaozhe immediately nodded. "Rest assured, Teacher. We understand."

Mu En looked at Huo Yuhao's pale face, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

This child possessed a body martial soul, ultimate ice, and spiritual talent beyond anything ordinary people could imagine.

He should have grown gradually at Shrek and inherited the academy's legacy. But Long Wushang's appearance had completely thrown everything into chaos.

That young man had struck ruthlessly. He had not sought to defeat Huo Yuhao, nor to humiliate him. He had truly wanted to kill him.

Had it not been for the gray power hidden within Huo Yuhao's body, along with the succession of unexpected events, Huo Yuhao would have died long ago on the outer academy plaza.

Mu En slowly exhaled the oppressive breath in his chest.

"This child bears too much. As long as he can stand again, the foundation he lost today may yet be restored."

By this point, Mu En's aura had weakened further.

Yan Shaozhe was just about to step forward when Mu En raised a hand to stop him.

"Do not waste the Golden Ancient Tree's life energy. Save it for the living, for Shrek's future."

The moment those words fell, everyone in Sea God Pavilion's eyes reddened. Xuan Zi abruptly turned away, his broad hand pressing hard against the windowsill.

The wooden frame cracked beneath his strength, though even he did not notice it.

Mu En showed no intention of stopping and continued, "The second matter is Sea God Pavilion."

All the elders straightened at once. They knew the arrangement that would truly decide Shrek's future had arrived.

Mu En looked at Xuan Zi. A trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes, but in the end, he let out a soft sigh.

"After I depart, Xuan Zi will temporarily act as the Master of Sea God Pavilion."

Xuan Zi's body went rigid. He immediately turned around, staring at Mu En with bloodshot eyes in disbelief. "Martial Uncle, I can't!"

"You know my temperament best."

"Let me fight, let me kill evil soul masters—I have no complaints. But managing the academy? What kind of state would I manage this place into? Even I have no confidence!"