Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe were completely stunned.
Their eyes were fixed on the six wings behind the woman. In all of Shrek Academy, there was probably no one who could mistake that Martial Soul.
Throughout the history of Douluo Continent, only one person had ever possessed a Martial Soul of this form—the one who had once forced their ancestor Tang San into a desperate corner—
"Six-Winged Angel?!" x2
Yan Shaozhe was unwilling to accept the reality before him, but the radiant aura emanating from her body, which utterly surpassed his Radiant Phoenix Martial Soul in every aspect, kept assaulting his nerves.
He pointed at Saber and said hoarsely, "Impossible... The Six-Winged Angel... wasn't it completely wiped out by our Sea God ancestor Tang San ten thousand years ago?!"
Saber's brows furrowed slightly. Ignoring Yan Shaozhe, she slowly spoke to Ye Chenxing.
"My lord, is everyone present an enemy?"
"That's right."
The instant Ye Chenxing gave his confirmation, a sword flash too swift for the naked eye to catch shot straight for Yan Shaozhe's throat!
It was too fast—so fast that no one present could react.
Yet at that critical moment, a pair of dragon claws abruptly appeared and forcibly blocked the lethal strike.
When the blade collided with the dragon claws, a terrifying shockwave erupted. Yan Shaozhe felt as though he had just walked through the gates of hell, cold sweat instantly soaking his back. He whirled around and cried out tremblingly, "Teacher, you've finally come!"
At some point, a withered old man hunched over in a wheelchair had silently appeared behind Yan Shaozhe.
Seeing the old man, Ye Chenxing put away the composure he had displayed while toying with Elder Xuan.
Before this old man, his expression finally turned serious for the first time.
The master of the Sea God Pavilion, a Limit Douluo—Mu En.
"The dungeon boss has appeared..."
Sensing the dangerous aura from him, Saber decisively stepped forward with her sword held across her body, shielding Ye Chenxing.
"Saber, how much of your strength can you use?" Ye Chenxing asked in a low voice.
"Master, although I stepped into the Divine Realm in life, I am limited by the summoning rules and can only display my peak strength." Saber's gaze remained locked on Mu En, her tone cool and rational. "I can defeat the old man in the wheelchair, but it probably won't be easy."
Ye Chenxing pondered for a moment, his gaze turning toward the powerful auras rapidly approaching.
"You two, stay where you are."
Seated in his deadwood-like wheelchair, Mu En spoke in an aged voice carrying an unquestionable weight of authority. "The foundation accumulated by generations of Shrek's forebears is not so easily taken."
As Mu En's words fell, the Sea God Pavilion elders who had arrived one after another revealed their Martial Souls. For a moment, several Titled Douluo released their soul rings at once. The oppressive force filled every corner of the Sea God Pavilion, sealing off all paths of retreat.
Faced with so many Titled Douluo, Saber's expression grew slightly more serious.
"Master, I am confident in my speed. I can forcefully take you away."
"Their Limit Douluo has difficulty moving. He can't keep us here."
"Yeah..."
Ye Chenxing reached out and lightly stroked his chin.
"But I'm not particularly fond of running for my life..."
"Hand over the Golden Tree's origin!"
Elder Xuan climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at Ye Chenxing through gritted teeth. "Otherwise, you will die here today!"
"I've already absorbed the origin, so I can't return that." Ye Chenxing spread his hands, then pulled something from his pocket and tossed it toward Xuan Zi.
"But I can return this to you."
Xuan Zi was briefly stunned. Then, taking a closer look, he saw that what Ye Chenxing had thrown him was the culprit behind his misjudgment—the dragon scale with the darkness attribute.
"You dare humiliate this old man?!" Already enraged, Xuan Zi could not endure such provocation. In his fury, he struck out with his palm.
Crack—!
The instant the scale shattered, Mu En seemed to sense something, and his expression changed drastically.
"Not good! Xuan Zi, retreat!"
Before his words could fade, a terrifying pressure filled with the aura of ultimate darkness tore through the Sea God Pavilion's ceiling and descended with a crash!
The space before them suddenly shattered, and a tall man dressed in black stepped out from within. The aura of a Limit Douluo was unmistakable.
Another Limit Douluo?!
Forced back several steps by that aura, Xuan Zi stared at the man in black in shock and uncertainty. "Who are you?!"
The man in black paid no attention to the Shrek group as they faced a great enemy. His golden eyes swept over the dried-up Sea God Pavilion before turning to Ye Chenxing.
"It seems you succeeded. I never expected that using just one of my scales as a means, you could accomplish this much."
The man in black spoke indifferently, a trace of amazement and approval in his tone.
"Just luck." Ye Chenxing rubbed his nose.
"Now that the plan has succeeded, it's time to withdraw."
The man in black nodded and was just about to raise his hand to tear open space when a woman among the elders, holding a long spear, immediately shouted.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
"Everyone, stop!"
Mu En abruptly raised a hand, stopping Xian Lin'er and the others who were preparing to attack. He stared fixedly at the man in black, his voice bitter as if he had chewed bitter gall. "Beast God, Di Tian."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone on Shrek's side turned pale in horror.
The true ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the strongest person on the continent today, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King with eight hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation—the Beast God Di Tian?!
Yan Shaozhe's mind went blank. Looking at the white-haired youth protected between Di Tian and the Six-Winged Angel, his heart churned violently.
Who exactly was he?!
Mu En drew a deep breath and looked at Di Tian. "Are you truly determined to protect him? Even if it means launching an all-out war against Shrek Academy?"
Di Tian did not answer, merely snorting coldly as the terrifying pressure around him intensified once more. Several of the weaker elders in the hall were already beginning to struggle for breath.
The atmosphere was taut as a drawn sword, ready to erupt at any moment.
After a long silence, Mu En seemed to have been drained of all strength. He closed his eyes wearily.
"...Let them go."
"Elder Mu?!" "Teacher, how can we allow this?!" The elders cried out in disbelief.
Mu En waved a hand, cutting off all their protests. He gave Ye Chenxing a deep look, his eyes filled with wariness and complicated emotions. "This is not over."
Di Tian coldly swept his gaze over everyone. With a wave of his hand, a black spatial rift swallowed him, Ye Chenxing, and Saber, and they vanished completely from the Sea God Pavilion.
The heavy pressure faded, leaving the entire hall deathly silent.
"Teacher!" Yan Shaozhe's eyes reddened as he clenched his fists unwillingly.
Leaning against the back of his chair, Mu En's voice was frighteningly hoarse. "I am old. Di Tian alone is enough to force Shrek to expend all its strength. In the past, with the Golden Tree's foundation supporting us, we still had the strength to fight. But now..."
Mu En did not continue. With the Golden Tree gone, the other side possessed not only Di Tian, but also a Six-Winged Angel whose cultivation had reached the level of a Limit Douluo.
"If we had forcibly attacked today, they might have been injured and forced back, but Shrek would inevitably have been destroyed." Mu En looked at the gathered elders. "As long as you Titled Douluo remain alive and the academy still stands, we have a future. The Sun Moon Empire is still watching us like a tiger. We cannot perish together with them here."
Thud—!
Elder Xuan's knees gave way, and he fell heavily onto the cracked floor, tears streaming down his aged face. "Elder Mu! It was all my fault! I was blind! I was the one who brought this calamity back!"
Mu En weakly waved his hand. "What has happened cannot be undone. There is no use saying more. Leave... Let me have some peace."
No one dared disobey. They helped Elder Xuan up and withdrew from the hall with grim expressions.
The vast Sea God Pavilion was left with Mu En alone.
He lowered his head and looked at the wheelchair beneath him. The wheelchair, once made from Golden Tree branches and constantly radiating the glow of life, had now completely become cold, decayed ordinary wood.
Mu En stroked the rough armrest and closed his eyes. In that instant, he seemed to have aged several decades.
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