Ultimate Pressure! Throw His Corpse Back to Them!

Buzz—!

As Du Bushi stood frozen on the spot, purple-black demonic light poured down from the sky above Wuhun City like a cascading waterfall. Bibi Dong descended upon the world without warning!

Behind her, the phantoms of the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor let out savage roars. The pressure of an Ultimate Douluo crashed down upon Du Bushi without reservation.

Boom—!

That pressure was like a tangible warhammer, smashing viciously into Du Bushi's Body Martial Soul, which he had always taken such pride in.

Du Bushi's expression changed drastically. His massive dark-green body seemed to have been struck by countless bolts of thunder, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably through the air.

Pfft!

Du Bushi spat out a mouthful of blood toward the sky. The arrogance in his eyes had been entirely replaced by intense shock.

He stared fixedly at Bibi Dong and cried out, "An Ultimate Douluo with Twin Martial Souls?!"

At that moment, Du Bushi truly regretted it.

No matter what, he had never expected Wuhun City to have an Ultimate Douluo with Twin Martial Souls guarding it. Such a foundation truly stood at the very peak of the continent.

"All Noumenon Sect members, retreat!"

Du Bushi made his decision at once, no longer caring about the dignity of a powerful expert. Facing an Ultimate Douluo with Twin Martial Souls at the height of her power, staying behind to fight to the death would only condemn the entire Noumenon Sect to eternal ruin.

"You want to leave?"

A bone-deep chill appeared on Bibi Dong's stunning face. Looking down from above at the Noumenon Sect members scrambling to retreat, she spoke coldly.

"Do you really think Wuhun City is a place you can come and go from whenever you please?"

Her voice was not loud, yet it clearly pierced the ears of every Noumenon Sect disciple.

"Damn it..."

Du Bushi forcibly steadied himself and gathered the remnants of his blood and vitality to their limit, shielding the Noumenon Sect disciples behind him.

He stared at Bibi Dong and asked coldly.

"What exactly do you want? My Noumenon Sect may not be your match, but if we fight back with our lives on the line, Wuhun City will not get away unscathed either!"

"What do I want?"

A cruel sneer curled across Bibi Dong's lips. She slowly raised her jade-like hand and pointed directly at Du Bushi.

"Since you dared invade Wuhun City, then... pay the price!"

Boom—!

The instant her words fell, the phantom of the Death Spider Emperor behind Bibi Dong suddenly unleashed a shrill scream.

A purple-black beam of death, mixed with poison capable of corroding everything and the power of destruction, tore through space in an instant and blasted toward the most densely packed section of the Noumenon Sect formation.

"Not good! Dodge!"

Du Bushi's eyes nearly split apart as he roared.

A Titled Douluo elder of the Noumenon Sect, whose cultivation had reached Rank 91, roared and pushed his Body Martial Soul to its limit in order to protect the disciples behind him. Crossing his arms, he attempted to withstand the attack head-on.

Sizzle—!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a chilling sound of corrosion.

The purple-black death beam instantly pierced through the elder's chest. His soul, flesh, and blood were reduced to a pool of foul-smelling pus in the blink of an eye. He was dead beyond death.

"Sixth Elder!!!"

Du Bushi's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Rage and humiliation nearly burned away all reason.

But he was, after all, the master of a sect. His remaining rationality held him back tightly. He knew he no longer dared to fight. If this continued, he himself might be buried here.

He was still one final step away from becoming an Ultimate Douluo.

"Wuhun City... I will remember this blood debt!"

Du Bushi let out a grief-stricken roar toward the sky, transforming into a dark-green curtain of light that blotted out the heavens as he fled Wuhun City's territory like a beaten dog.

High in the sky, several hundred miles from Wuhun City.

Boom!

Mu Yunye wore the Sword Star God Three-Character Battle Armor as he sped back toward Wuhun City like a dazzling white meteor.

[ Ding! Wuhun City has successfully repelled the invading enemy. Wuhun City's fortune +1! Resources surrounding the territory have increased significantly! ]

"Oh?"

Mu Yunye paused slightly in midair, a trace of surprise flashing through his Double Pupil.

"They were driven back already?"

Mu Yunye muttered to himself.

"Could it be that either Aunt Dong or Grandpa Qian emerged from seclusion early and took action directly?"

Mu Yunye had already formed a guess.

There was no other possibility besides an Ultimate Douluo being able to repel Du Bushi with such thunderous force. Thus, it could only have been Bibi Dong or Qian Daoliu.

A moment later.

Mu Yunye descended as a streak of light and landed steadily before Wuhun City's Supreme Council Chamber.

"Yunye, you're back."

Bibi Dong nodded with a smile.

When Mu Yunye learned from everyone what had truly happened outside the city, a sincere smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Aunt Dong successfully condensed her Second Soul Core and has completely entered the realm of a Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo."

Mu Yunye smiled.

With this, Wuhun City had two true peak experts of the present age watching over it. Even the Holy Spirit Church was no match for them.

"Yunye!"

A cold and noble voice came from deep within the hall.

Qian Renxue emerged slowly with elegant steps. After absorbing the Immortal Herb Mu Yunye had specifically brought back for her, Qian Renxue had not only completely purified her sacred aura...

Her soul power had also naturally crossed into the threshold of Rank 80!

"Sister Xue, congratulations on your breakthrough."

Mu Yunye chuckled.

Mu Yunye also saw Ye Guyi. The Holy Angel Bloodline, which had gradually declined with the changing times, had now been fully awakened.

Her martial soul had evolved. Six illusory golden wings radiated dazzling brilliance.

"We meet again."

Ye Guyi's eyes were filled with gratitude and reverence as she looked at Mu Yunye. If Mu Yunye had not brought her back to Wuhun City, her martial soul might never have evolved in her lifetime.

"Holy Son."

At that moment, Gui Mei, exuding a chilling aura all over his body, appeared like a wandering ghost. He held a corpse whose bones had all been shattered, its death gruesome beyond compare.

"Cough, cough..."

Gui Mei casually tossed the corpse into the center of the hall and gave a sinister chuckle.

"Just now, a rat that didn't know its place infiltrated Wuhun City's soul tool forging district. After being severely injured by Her Holiness the Pope's strike, he tried to flee by merging into the darkness, but I ultimately killed him completely."

Gui Mei paused, then kicked the corpse on the ground.

"He looks like a Titled Douluo from the Sun Moon Empire."

"A Titled Douluo with a Shadow Martial Soul?"

Mu Yunye was slightly stunned. His gaze swept across the corpse, and he nearly instantly guessed the man's true identity.

"So it was him."

A bone-chilling sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Yunye's mouth.

"This man is called Xue Chen. His title is Shadow, and he is the personal guard of Xu Tianran, the current crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire."

The moment those words were spoken, everyone in the hall narrowed their eyes.

The crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire had actually sent his personal guard to probe Wuhun City for intelligence. His sinister ambitions were now plain for all to see.

"Holy Son, how should this corpse be dealt with?"

Gui Mei asked respectfully.

Mu Yunye stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze carrying an air of dominance over the world. Since the Sun Moon Empire wanted to investigate, then he would send this grand gift back to them.

"Elder Gui, Elder Yue! Take this corpse to the capital of the Sun Moon Empire."

A sharp glint flashed through Mu Yunye's eyes.

"Hang this Shadow Douluo's corpse high upon Bright City's gate! I want Xu Tianran to see clearly that this is the price for daring to stretch his hand toward Wuhun City!"

"As you command, Your Highness the Holy Son!"

Gui Mei and Yue Guan exchanged glances, each seeing the cruelty and excitement in the other's eyes.