Long Yeyue Died, Chen Xinjie Went Mad, and Shrek Was Doomed

At this critical moment, Long Yeyue could only take out her Communication Soul Tool and look for someone named Chen Xinjie.

At that moment, the battle atop the ruins of Shrek Academy had likewise reached the height of brutality.

The Nether Emperor wielded the Nether King Sword, its blade wreathed in the laws of death, as he fought fiercely against Chen Xinjie.

Chen Xinjie wore the Vast Sea Cosmos Four-Word Battle Armor, boundless Soul Power surging endlessly around him. His Vast Sea Domain spread out at full strength as he fought with everything he had to withstand the Nether Emperor's powerful offensive.

Both were veteran Quasi-Gods. Without deploying the Sea God Helmet, Chen Xinjie could not defeat the Nether Emperor in a short time either.

Only then did he notice his communicator ringing. He knew from the ringtone that it was Long Yeyue, and he was overjoyed. He was just about to answer, but the Nether Emperor interrupted him outright.

Elsewhere, Yun Ming's injuries were already extremely severe.

After blocking two God-Slaying Cannon shells in succession, his combat strength had already fallen below that of a Limit Douluo.

Yet his opponents were Blood Demon, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings and a veteran Level 99 Limit Douluo, as well as Dark Bell and Dark Hummingbird, two powerful fighters skilled in mental attacks and soul devouring.

Terrifying blood-red baleful Qi coiled around Blood Demon as he kept Yun Ming firmly locked in his sights. Dark Bell and Dark Hummingbird stood to either side, forming an encirclement and constantly unleashing bizarre Soul Skills.

Jingle~ buzz!

Eerie, ethereal evil sounds swept across the entire battlefield, carrying extremely powerful stunning and soul-devouring effects.

Yun Ming's soul was already damaged and his Soul Power unstable. Under the interference of those two, his combat strength dropped considerably further.

Leng Yaozhu's heart tightened. She immediately enveloped them both in Nirvana Phoenix Flame to resist the invading Evil Spirit Sound. At the same time, Heavenly Phoenix Burns the World erupted at full force, and Phoenix Flame poured down from across the sky, forcing Blood Demon back.

"Yun Ming, hold on!"

Yun Ming's face was deathly pale, and he remained on the defensive throughout. Whether facing Blood Demon's attacks or those of the other two Heavenly Kings, he could only struggle to resist with the Atlas Spear.

Leng Yaozhu's heart ached unbearably. She recklessly blocked every attack for him, whether lethal evil spirit attacks or Blood Demon's blood fiend attacks. She did not hesitate even to burn her own Soul Power and blood essence.

After enduring several moves in succession, her body's endurance had reached its limit. After all, she was merely a Level 98 Super Douluo.

Yet even so, she continued to control her Phoenix Wings, darting across the battlefield to block all manner of lethal attacks for Yun Ming.

Watching Leng Yaozhu's face grow paler and paler, Qian Gu Dongfeng's heart bled in the distance.

He was beginning to lose control of himself. He wanted to rescue her, but if he did, would that not bring all their efforts to nothing?

But Leng Yaozhu's miserable condition truly made his heart ache!

"Damn you, Yun Ming!

Aaaah...

You actually dared to let Yaozhu suffer like this. I will never let you off."

As he spoke, Qian Gu Dongfeng summoned his Coiling Dragon Staff and was about to charge forward.

But just then, a Coiling Dragon Staff thicker than his and a Halberd pinned him down from the left and right.

"Hold this idiot down."

"Yes, Father."

"Dad, Brother, what are you doing?

Yaozhu is dying! I have to save her!

Let go of me! Boohoo!"

"The reason we still haven't swallowed up the Leng Family is that you, you idiot, keep giving in to her, letting her take a mile whenever she's given an inch. It would be better if she died."

"I won't let you talk about her like that!"

Qian Gu Dongfeng's face flushed red, and he panted like an ox.

Yet he could only rage helplessly.

At that moment, Leng Yaozhu finally could hold out no longer and was sent flying by a palm strike from Blood Demon.

But Yun Ming did not even glance at her. Instead, a cold smile appeared on his face. The Heaven-Reaching Spear in his hand had already solidified again, his face no longer showed the slightest trace of weakness, and his presence had stabilized at the Limit Douluo level.

Just now, Ya Li had transferred all her Power of Faith to him. With the time Leng Yaozhu had bought, he had recovered from some of his injuries, replenished his Soul Power, and repaired his Martial Soul.

Now, with the Heaven-Reaching Spear in hand, killing these few opponents who were not even Demigods would be effortless.

After that, he could join Chen Xinjie in killing both the Nether Emperor and the Ghost Emperor. Today would not count as too great a loss; instead, it could go down in history.

He, Yun Ming, would have destroyed the entire Holy Spirit Cult. That would be a genuine achievement.

"This Pavilion Master has already regained his strength."

Yun Ming gripped the Heaven-Reaching Spear, a fierce gleam showing in his eyes:

"If you have no hidden cultivation, then you can die."

With that, Yun Ming swiftly charged toward Blood Demon, ready to wash away his earlier humiliation.

Elsewhere!

Long Yeyue could no longer hold out at all. Seeing that Chen Xinjie had finally managed to answer the call, she immediately shouted:

"Chen Xinjie, if you don't come now, all you'll be able to do is collect my corpse! I'm really about to die!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'll give you everything. I'll give you all the Dragon Horns, Dragon Claws, and Dragon Scales.

You're full of the darkness attribute. Could you be the Demon Empress?

I can also tell you all of Shrek's secrets. I only ask that you spare my life."

"Long Yeyue!"

Yun Ming bellowed through gritted teeth.

At that moment, Chen Xinjie was even more like a man possessed:

"Yeyue, what happened to you?

Who is he?"

"Who exactly are you?"

Chen Xinjie roared. He could no longer remain calm. Faced with the Nether Emperor's attacks, which clung to him like maggots to bone, he immediately summoned the Sea God Helmet. Sea God's Light blossomed, driving the Nether Emperor back. Then, disregarding the battlefield here, he sped toward the coordinates Long Yeyue had provided.

Yun Ming stared dumbfounded at the sight.

"Chen Xinjie, you dare?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?

I only helped you fight the Evil Soul Masters for Yeyue in the first place. Now that something has happened to her, of course I have to save her.

Hold out a little longer. I'll be right back."

With that, Chen Xinjie paid no further heed to anything and vanished into the horizon.

Yun Ming fell into utter despair. Victory had finally been within sight, only for Chen Xinjie to drop the ball again. And it was because of Long Yeyue again. That bitch would not rest until she had screwed their Shrek to death.

"Yun Ming, your ally seems like a joke."

Seeing that Chen Xinjie had already fled, the Nether Emperor naturally would not pursue him. He immediately turned his sword toward Yun Ming, his Quasi-God cultivation instantly placing immense pressure on him.

Having recovered some of his strength, Yun Ming had finally managed to gain the upper hand. But now, with Chen Xinjie's disappearance, the battle instantly reversed.

Elsewhere, Long Yeyue's protective barrier had already been broken, and her Four-Word Battle Armor had been completely shattered. She lay on the ground, her presence feeble.

Di Tian raised his hand slightly, and a powerful suction dragged Long Yeyue bodily off the ground. His bloodstained Dragon Claw closed around her neck, suspending her in midair.

"You can't kill me.

If you kill me, my husband will avenge me.

He's someone even stronger than Yun Ming. He's the Vast Sea Douluo, the master of the War God Temple. He has a Divine Artifact. If you kill me, he'll hunt you to the ends of the earth."

"If those are your last words, they're far too ugly.

In truth, I only need one move to kill you. I played with you for so long simply because I wanted to torture you to death.

Even I feel that doing something like this is beneath me.

But for trash like you, letting you die too quickly would leave me displeased. It truly wouldn't suit my wishes."

"Even as a ghost, I won't..."

Crack!

Di Tian twisted her neck cleanly, and Long Yeyue breathed her last.

After killing Long Yeyue, Di Tian merely said indifferently:

"Shrek amounts to trash like this, yet the Master still insists on lying low. I truly can't understand it."

Having said that, Di Tian took all the Dragon Horns, Dragon Claws, and Dragon Scales from Long Yeyue's Storage Soul Tool, tore open space, and departed without a backward glance.

Only Long Yeyue's corpse remained, its eyes wide open, repenting for her sins.

An unknown amount of time passed before Chen Xinjie finally arrived.

Upon seeing Long Yeyue's corpse, he went completely mad.

"Who was it?

Who exactly was it?

Who exactly did this?

Boohoo, you damned bastard! You've left me without love!"