The Mountains You Wield Are the Unchanging Faith of My Life~

Lin En shifted his gaze away from Old Wolf's corpse, his eyes filled with sorrow and gravity.

He was a Soul Grandmaster with two and a half years of training. What was everyone else's first battle after making their debut? A Wind Baboon.

Lin En's first battle after debuting was fucking high-end combat. He had fought Soul Ancestors and Soul Kings, while demons danced wildly in the skies above.

Normal Soul Masters would never see a Soul Douluo in their entire lives, yet today, Titled Douluo had appeared in clusters.

Sometimes, Lin En truly wanted to curse the damned heavens. Two transmigrations, three worlds, and not a single one had given him a smooth landing. Being an orphan was one thing, but fate had also arranged wave after wave of absurd upheaval for him.

If the world were a game, he seriously suspected the author was Hidetaka Miyazaki!

Lin En had roughly figured out that old man's identity: the Holy Spirit Cult's Third Elder, the Nether Thunder Douluo. A ninety-third-ranked Titled Douluo and Ninth-Level Soul Engineer, he carried numerous Ninth-Level Soul Tools.

His raw strength was average, but with a full set of Ninth-Level Soul Tools, even a Super Douluo would struggle to deal with him. He was practically a well-rounded hexagonal warrior.

Golden flames ignited across the pure white dragon's body as he spoke softly to Lin En and the others.

"You three need to run as soon as you can. The Shrek Inspection Corps has a special method of communication.

"He killed members of the Shrek Inspection Corps. The Inspector's Ring will automatically send out a mental signal. Someone should already be heading this way."

"Once you reach them, you'll be safe. The Heaven Dou Empire authorities can't possibly remain completely unresponsive either."

Yu Mu'en did not repeat himself. His dragon wings spread wide as his origin began to burn. He was going to stake his life on this. No matter what, he had to kill a Titled Douluo today and make him accompany the countless wronged souls in death!

The Nether Thunder Douluo's gaze was cold and sinister. "You don't know when to quit."

A web of lightning instantly blanketed heaven and earth. It was an Eighth-Level Soul Tool, Thunder God Binding—the very one used against Huo Yuhao in the original work.

Dazzling golden light blasted apart the lightning net. The giant dragon's eighth Soul Ring shone with scarlet radiance as a sun erupted in an instant, endless light and heat reducing the land below to Void.

The Nether Thunder Douluo was startled. Blue-black electrical currents flickered through the air, isolating the light and heat outside. Various defensive Soul Tools activated, centered around a Ninth-Level Defensive Soul Tool.

This Soul Tool was purely lightning-attributed, specifically meant to prevent him from being countered by Soul Masters with light and holy attributes.

A fully prepared Ninth-Level Soul Engineer was terrifyingly powerful. Like Batman, he might not excel in chance encounters, but he had never lost a scheduled fight.

Below, Lin En looked toward the battle in the sky, his Golden Eyes burning fiercely.

"Little Sage, is there any way for me to blast those bastards?"

"My mental domain tells me this place is full of electric charge, and there seems to be a large amount of metal in the nearby hills.

"Can I use Word Spirit: Snake, Word Spirit: Royal Sword, Word Spirit: Heaven and Earth as Furnace, and the Vector Manipulation Domain to hit them with something big?"

"If I don't give those animals a good blast, I won't feel right all over!"

Little Sage swiftly began calculating.

"Little Sage's recommendation is: retreat, or send the cocoon away."

"As for attacking, it is theoretically possible, but not rational."

Lin En laughed. "Rational? Retreat? That may indeed be the safest route, but that is the way of thinking of the weak!"

"The Dragon Clan has never been a rational species!"

Little Sage said, "Keeping you rational at all times truly is a hopeless expectation. The calculations have been completed."

After confirming that the theory could be put into practice, Lin En followed the three Soul Saints as they ran toward the rear.

One of the Soul Saints grabbed Lin En. The five of them fled the battlefield at tremendous speed. After hearing Yu Mu'en's words, they did not hesitate or put on false airs.

In a battlefield of that level, staying behind would only make them burdens. Only by escaping could they live up to Old Wolf and Yu Mu'en's sacrifice.

As they passed a small peak, Lin En suddenly activated the Vector Manipulation Domain. Its intensity was not high; it merely freed him from this Soul Saint's grasp.

That Soul Saint was named Ma Yunshan. His Martial Soul matched his surname: a Golden-Horned Pegasus. He was huge, over two meters tall. Back in the dungeon, he had been quite cheerful and fond of telling bad jokes.

"Kid, what are you doing?!"

Standing atop the hill, Lin En smiled. "I have some things to do, so I won't be heading over there with you."

"Besides, if I showed up looking like this before those Shrek people, there'd probably be a whole lot of explaining to do."

"Hurry up and leave."

Zhang Lexuan tried to break free from the arms of the only female Soul Saint. Her little legs kicked through the air, and her small face was full of anxiety.

"Are you insane?!"

"You'll die if you stay here!"

Lin En confidently waved a finger. "Sister Lexuan, who in this world can kill me?! Who would dare kill me?!"

"This very moment is the great wave I have waited so long for!"

After saying that, Lin En threw out an azure-gray solid object. Zhang Lexuan hurriedly caught it. It was a piece of bone growth, Lin En's unique cocoon.

If Lin En overplayed his hand and died here, his spirit and soul would be reborn within the cocoon. The Dragon Clan of this world had no such method.

"I'll leave this to you, Sister Lexuan."

"This is everything I have. As long as it remains, I will not die. My mechanics are beyond your imagination."

Zhang Lexuan instinctively hugged the cocoon tightly against her chest. She chose to believe Lin En—she could only believe him. Tears glimmered in her dark eyes, and her face was filled with deep concern.

Lin En pointed at the four of them, a savage edge in his smile. His Golden Eyes shone brighter than the sun.

"Let me make one thing clear first: those Evil Soul Masters are the challengers!"

"Old Ma, get your Martial Soul ready. I'll give you a gale!"

The moment Lin En finished speaking, all the wind in the world was forcibly gathered by an invisible hand into accelerating currents.

Ma Yunshan ignored how Lin En addressed him and reached out, trying to drag Lin En away by force, only to be bounced back by Vector Manipulation.

He could only give up helplessly. This brat possessed too many strange abilities. He barely seemed human.

More importantly, under these circumstances, he could not afford to waste time. Every second was crucial. Ma Yunshan had to take responsibility for Zhang Lexuan and the others. He had sworn to get them out of here.

No one knew how long Yu Mu'en could hold on. Rather than hoping the Shrek Inspection Corps and the Heaven Dou Empire's latecomers would arrive, they might as well hope these Evil Soul Masters suddenly turned purple-lipped and dropped dead on the spot.

After several more futile attempts, Ma Yunshan knew he could not waste any more time. He said seriously,

"Live well, then live brilliantly! Never let the soul skill that Devours all things Devour your own heart in the end! Because there will always be someone who mourns for you."

"I hope that when we meet again, you'll be taller and stronger than me!"

His Martial Soul Avatar activated. The towering white horse carried everyone away on the gale, racing toward the sunset at the horizon.

The sun boiled the sky red. The setting sun seemed melted, like scarlet blood staining the sea of clouds and draping the battlefield in crimson.

Lin En looked down at the peak beneath his feet, crouched halfway, and pressed his palm against it. The compressive stress, shearing force, and gravity within the hill all had their directions altered!

All the energy he had accumulated over the years, along with all the Soul Power and mental power he had gained by Devouring Evil Soul Masters just now, was poured into it!

The entire mountain was sliced open as though by a precise surgical scalpel, revealing the metal ore at its core.

Lin En landed beside the metal ore. The Vector Manipulation Domain activated at full power, Little Sage spinning furiously as every usable force was layered together.

Unfortunately, Lin En's mental power was insufficient. If it were enough—if he reached the so-called Divine Origin Realm—he would even dare use the force of an entire galaxy's drift.

Galaxies had never stood still. They raced through the universe, and the universe itself expanded faster than light.

The metal ore was precisely stripped from the ground by countless forces. Fighting off the sensation of passing out, Lin En forcibly activated his dragon blood, letting instinct act in his place to conserve Soul Power and mental power.

Ancient and solemn Dragon Script flowed from his lips.

The elements of heaven and earth danced along with the Dragon Script and the will of the Dragon Clan. Word Spirit: Snake sensed every electric field in this region. Thanks to the Nether Thunder Douluo, the concentration of electric charge here was extraordinarily high.

Word Spirit: Royal Sword, the innate Word Spirit of the Bronze and Fire King's bloodline, possessed the ability to manipulate magnetic fields.

The two Word Spirits erupted with power far beyond their limits under the coordinating effects of Vector Manipulation.

Electric currents exploded through the air. Massive rings of electricity appeared high in the sky, powerful magnetic fields forming between them as Vector Manipulation constrained every last bit of energy.

"Word Spirit: Heaven and Earth as Furnace!"

This too was an innate Word Spirit of the Bronze and Fire King. Its effect was to construct an enormous furnace through powerful magnetic fields and fire elements.

The entire metal ore was refined by this Word Spirit, taking the form of a pointed cone. Its magnetic domains were remelted and rearranged, granting it magnetic properties.

The cone-shaped shell was loaded into an electromagnetic coil cannon, and Vector Manipulation completed the final restraint.

The shell began accelerating, astonishing kinetic energy accumulating within it. This was the most primitive form of attack—it was still just throwing a rock, except nature had far greater strength!

"You bastards! Uncle Lin En is treating you to something good today!!"

"A fifty-meter-diameter Railgun! Catch it!!"

A terrifying dark-red beam pierced the sky. It moved so fast that it left sound far behind; by the time the sound arrived, the strike had long since landed.

The earth along its path was torn apart, mountains pierced through. Beneath the dusk, its color was darker and murkier than blood.