Mu En Rebukes Xuanzi in Fury-Giving Up? He Really Was Finished!

Beneath the Golden Tree's radiance, Mu En's complexion looked somewhat ashen. His eyes were dull, and half of his already white hair had turned a faint gray.

This... was the price Mu En had paid for acting.

He had thought that the contingency he had left behind would never be needed.

Yet it had still been used, and the price of using it had been extraordinarily steep.

"The Sea God Pavilion meeting will begin."

Mu En spoke in an aged voice that was nearly numb. After murmuring those words,

his entire body gradually faded into the darkness.

"The course of events... was like this..."

At that moment, the Sea God Pavilion was filled with such oppressive tension that it seemed water could drip from the air.

Wang Yan stood there with those children,

as though they were awaiting judgment.

Yet what truly rendered the Sea God Pavilion silent were the two corpses beside them.

Both had been Shrek's future. There was no need to mention Ma Xiaotao's talent.

More importantly—or rather, more troublingly—

Xu Sanshi's father's Black Tortoise Sect might not have been a top-tier power, but it was far from weak, with a Titled Douluo stationed there.

As for his mother, she was even a princess of the Dou Ling Empire, with the imperial family behind her.

It was no exaggeration to say that he had been second only to Bei Bei.

Such a person had died under Shrek's protection.

While they would not come directly to cause trouble, they would... at the very least strip away some of Shrek's influence and mystique.

Previously, aside from Shrek's brainwashing ability, it had also been absolutely protective of its own before outsiders.

Once that was gone, the impact might appear minor, but when combined with the glory that had endured uninterrupted for ten thousand years being severed,

one could imagine... what they would face.

Mu En's face, which had still carried a trace of grayish pallor, was forcibly flushed red.

Yes, from anger.

"Get out here!"

Following Mu En's furious roar,

that figure finally emerged from within the Golden Tree.

Xuanzi no longer had any trace of his formerly lofty appearance.

When they saw him, everyone instinctively drew a sharp breath.

Not only was his aura utterly listless, but gray-white hair, nearly like Mu En's, covered most of Xuanzi's head.

His right arm was gone!?

One had to know that once a person reached the Super Douluo realm, physical injuries already had a significant effect on soul power.

Yet Xuanzi's current condition was even worse than they had imagined.

And this was after he had already received some barely effective treatment through the Golden Tree.

It had helped Xuanzi stabilize his rapidly draining lifespan.

Even now, whenever Xuanzi recalled it, his eyes still held traces of fear mixed with despair.

When that Silver Dragon Spear had pierced his body, it had seemed to greedily devour him, intent on sucking him completely dry into a desiccated corpse.

Although he had severed his right arm in time, if one had to put it plainly, his lifespan was now only slightly longer than Mu En's.

Around ten years.

Normally, Mu En's case was an extremely special one. The old injuries he had suffered in his youth had been too severe; otherwise, a Limit Douluo could generally live beyond three hundred years.

Even someone at Rank 98 could live past two hundred.

But Xuanzi still considered himself quite young. He was only a little over two hundred years old.

This battle had forcibly drained nearly a fifth of his remaining lifespan.

Most of the elders stared at Xuanzi in disbelief, because they understood what Xuanzi's current state meant.

His strength had likely fallen below that of a Super Douluo?

But Mu En understood the true situation even more clearly.

Though he had barely avoided detonating his Soul Core,

even with the Golden Tree's life force supporting him, Xuanzi could now, at best, only be called a Pseudo-Titled Douluo.

His soul power might still appear to be at Rank 91, but after this incident, Xuanzi was destined to never use his Soul Core again.

For a Titled Douluo of this era, that was a world of difference.

What truly separated Soul Douluos from Titled Douluos in this era was the Soul Core.

At most, relying on the foundation of his martial soul, he could barely contend with someone who had just entered the Titled Douluo realm—and even then, their martial soul could not be especially powerful.

"Xuanzi, you're really something! If the Star Luo Emperor hadn't spoken up, were you going to publicly kill someone in Shrek's name?"

"Do you know what Shrek's foundation is?"

As Mu En roared,

Xuanzi merely lowered his head without saying a word.

His eyes were filled more with lingering resentment over that battle.

"Tell me, how many things have you ever actually managed to do right?"

Wang Yan and the others did not know, but they did.

Xuanzi had once been steady and dependable, someone who could even suppress his own Taotie Martial Soul.

What had truly changed Xuanzi's temperament was his first failed attempt to break through to Limit Douluo.

Xuanzi was not much younger than Mu En, so he knew all about the events of that generation.

Mu En had succeeded on his first attempt.

Even Du Bishi, the elder brother of Du Bushi, had succeeded as well.

At that realm, if one failed the first attempt, the difficulty of the second would increase geometrically.

It was precisely because his first attempt had failed, and because even with Mu En's help he had still been left with some hidden injuries,

that Xuanzi had thoroughly realized he did not have the qualifications to reach the limit.

Instead, he stopped suppressing his desires and focused solely on eating.

Even while carrying out missions, food could sometimes drive him to do all sorts of foolish things.

But there was nothing to be done. Xuanzi's strength was there for all to see.

The elders could only remain silent before, but now Xuanzi had been crippled.

Xuanzi would soon experience the shift in their attitude firsthand...

Now, after his extreme fury, Mu En instead became indifferent.

It was the result of profound disappointment.

He no longer held any hope.

"Describe that mysterious expert who appeared again."

As Mu En spoke weakly,

Xuanzi suddenly raised his head and said with some unwillingness,

"Elder Mu, it really wasn't because I was careless. That woman was also an evil soul master."

"She was an incredibly powerful evil soul master."

Upon hearing this, Mu En's body trembled instinctively. Even his expression of resigned acceptance revealed traces of lingering fear and complicated memories.

An incredibly powerful evil soul master?

Could it have been her?

Could it have been Ye Xishui, whom he had let escape back then?

Just as Mu En was still blaming himself, Xuanzi described how the other party possessed elemental control.

In an instant, Mu En dismissed his suspicion, because Ye Xishui's martial soul did not possess elemental control.

"The most important thing was that spear that devoured life force. It was an exceptionally strange evil weapon."

Mu En fell briefly silent upon hearing this, his confusion growing deeper.

In the end, whether such a strange evil weapon was evil depended on who wielded it.

He understood that, but he could not say it outright.

What truly made Mu En curious

was this: just how powerful did two martial souls capable of suppressing Xuanzi's bloodline rank have to be?

And besides Gu Yuena, the most terrifying one was naturally Lin Yuan...