Everything that happened on the Light Screen left the various powers across the Douluo Continent utterly dumbfounded.
Everyone watching the scene before them involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air.
They had truly never imagined that Xuan Zi, a mighty Level 98 Super Douluo, would let a mere Soul King Evil Soul Master slip away right under his nose!
And as that Evil Soul Master escaped, he had even seized Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng as hostages.
Honestly, something this absurd was beyond anything they would have dared imagine even in their dreams.
After all, the gulf in strength between a Soul King and a Super Douluo was like a chasm between heaven and earth-the difference between clouds and mud.
Even if Lin Fan had severed one of Xuan Zi's arms earlier, diminishing his strength, he still should never have performed so abysmally.
Besides, this team had been under the personal protection of a Super Douluo. Who could have imagined that Shrek Academy would still suffer such devastating casualties?
Meanwhile, inside the main hall of the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.
Watching Xuan Zi's impotent fury on the Light Screen, the Ghost Emperor burst into uproarious laughter.
"Who exactly was this Death Messenger?"
Admiration gleamed in the Ghost Emperor's eyes as he addressed the Evil Soul Masters behind him.
"To think that our Evil Soul Master lineage produced such a dazzling genius ten thousand years ago!"
"A mere Soul King managed to escape unscathed right under the nose of a Level 98 Super Douluo, even snatching up two top geniuses along the way. Those methods were simply incredible! What a shame that our Holy Spirit Cult's ancient records contain no mention of him!"
"Surely no one before him ever accomplished such a feat, and no one after him ever will?"