Death of Yun Ming, Million-Strong Retreat of the Holy Spirit Cult

The aura of ultimate darkness still lingered over this battlefield, and a great deal of it remained upon Long Yeyue's corpse.

Chen Xinjie held Long Yeyue's corpse in his arms, weeping so hard he was practically choking; this was the person he loved most in his entire life.

He loved her so much that he was even willing to send her into another man's arms, watching her make merry with someone else.

Because he believed that true affection was about letting go, and even if they married, it was not impossible to stay together. The three of them lived together until Heaven's Blessing Douluo died, only then ending this absurd relationship.

From then on, Long Yeyue belonged to him alone, yet he had only been happy for a short while before someone had actually destroyed his happiness, and he could already determine who it was.

"Holy~ Spirit~ Cult~"

Chen Xinjie roared up at the sky:

This place was filled entirely with pitch-black energy and evil auras—if not the Holy Spirit Cult, then who?

The Soul Power within his body had already begun to run wild,

"Night's life, I will make all of you from the Holy Spirit Cult pay in blood! I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Right, there was still a final glimmer of life: the Holy Spirit Douluo, Yali. Yes, it was her.

Before becoming a Limit Douluo, her Prayer Angel had a chance of resurrection once a year; as long as the body had not suffered severe damage, she could bring people back to life.

There was still hope, there was still hope!

Chen Xinjie seemed to have grasped at the last straw, frantically speeding toward Shrek.

Di Tian had no idea that he had merely used his own dark energy to kill Long Yeyue just to conceal his identity and avoid discovery by Master, and had inexplicably framed the Holy Spirit Cult.

Who said there were no perfect crimes?

Chen Xinjie cradled Long Yeyue's corpse, rapidly heading in the direction of Shrek, but unfortunately, it took him far too long to rush over.

At this moment in Shrek, the overall situation had been decided.

The tragic slaughter was still ongoing, with the corpses of Shrek teachers and students scattered everywhere.

At the center of the battlefield, the Nether Emperor held the pitch-black Nether King Sword. Taking advantage of the moment when Yun Ming's Soul Power was overdrawn and he suffered a severe backlash from countershores, his figure flashed and a cold light pierced the void!

Splat!

The incomparably sharp Nether King Sword directly pierced through Yun Ming's chest without the slightest obstruction.

Yun Ming's boiling hot fresh blood gushed out, staining his white robes red.

His body shook violently, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His already withered body swayed even more now.

Ever since his severe injury, he had been relying on a single breath to sustain himself, and by this point he had reached his limit, unable to dodge even a single sword strike from the Nether Emperor.

At this moment, it truly was the final chapter.

The dying Yun Ming cast his peripheral vision into the distance, toward Leng Yaozhu, who lay quietly in a pool of blood.

At this moment, her Heavenly Phoenix True Flame had completely extinguished, and her Soul Power was entirely exhausted. Her aura was so faint it was almost imperceptible, and it was impossible to tell whether she was alive or dead.

Then Yun Ming looked to the side.

Several Sea God Pavilion elders of Shrek—Zhuo Shi, Cai Yue'er, Feng Wuyu, and others—were barely holding off evil soul masters such as the Dark Blood Demon, the Dark Bell, and the Dark Hummingbird with Ya Li's assistance.

Yun Ming knew that if he did not die, the others would not come out.

This god of his had suppressed the Douluo Continent for too long; in truth, he still had a sliver of strength left, and he could have dodged just then, but he did not dodge. He was tired.

Yet he could die; Ya Li absolutely must not die. If Ya Li died, he truly died.

Seeing that Ya Li and these elders were about to be surrounded and executed by a throng of evil soul masters, a final spark of light ignited in his near-death eyes. He burned away every last shred of remaining Power of Faith, together with his Martial Soul.

Hiss, hiss—

The golden fire of faith burned fiercely from his body. After the Heaven-Reaching Spear melted, it transformed into an extremely formidable spear intent, and his ninth soul skill was unleashed, blooming with its final brilliance!

Heaven-Reaching · Shooting the Sun.

The ultimate spear intent and a dazzling pillar of golden light pierced the heavens and earth, brushing past the Nether Emperor and shooting straight toward the Blood Demon, slamming fiercely into his body.

The Blood Demon had no time to dodge at all. The blood-red baleful aura around his body was instantly shattered, and one of his arms was blasted into a bloody pulp before he was sent flying away heavily, temporarily losing his combat capability.

Yun Ming's desperate strike successfully bought precious time for the Sea God Pavilion elders, and this was Yun Ming's final swan song.

The Nether Emperor's Nether King Sword continuously released deathly energy, eroding his body, and coupled with this burning of his essence, Yun Ming was left with truly only one breath remaining.

"Many thanks to you, Nether Emperor, for not stopping me just now."

He knew the Nether Emperor could have intercepted that strike, yet the Nether Emperor did not do so, not even moving an inch.

"The Blood Demon couldn't dodge and couldn't block it; that means he lacks skill.

Besides, even if the Blood Demon were killed, they would still have to die. Your burning was completely meaningless."

"No, it still has meaning. I am dead, and they will no longer watch from the sidelines. Shrek is saved."

With that, Yun Ming frantically grasped the Nether King Sword, looking at him with a mutual cherishing of kindred spirits,

"In the next life, I truly hope you are not an evil soul master."

Upon hearing this, the Nether Emperor merely murmured in response:

"I hope you don't enter Shrek in your next life. This place is even more cultish than our Holy Spirit Cult; to be brainwashed to this extent, you are utterly ruined."

"Bullshit!"

Yun Ming was so furious that his breath failed him, and he choked his last breath right there.

The continent's number one powerhouse of a generation, Heavenly Douluo Yun Ming, had thus fallen.

Nether Emperor coldly pulled out Nether King Sword, gave it a strong flick, and shook off all the fresh blood.

With a loud crash, Yun Ming's corpse slowly dropped to the ground.

"You get unhappy when I tell the truth."

After speaking, Nether Emperor gripped Nether King Sword and moved to slaughter Ya Li and the others.

"Yun Ming—"

"Pavilion Master—"

Seeing Yun Ming fall, Ya Li felt as though she had been struck by lightning, her mind and heart shattering.

Yet no matter how devastated she was, she could only force herself to endure and keep healing everyone, while simultaneously raising a holy light barrier to protect her body and block Nether Emperor's fatal strike.

Just as she was about to be decapitated by Nether Emperor's sword, the next moment countless overbearing auras tore through the air one after another.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several figures appeared above Shrek Academy.

Tang Sect's Passionate Sword Zang Xin, dressed in green robes with sword intent fierce around his entire body, took the lead in cutting through the evil cloud above the battlefield.

Following closely behind were Body Sect Master Mu Ye, Blacksmith Association President Zhen Hua, and powerhouses from all other major Top Powers, who had all arrived in full force.

Even the Qian Gu Family, which had been watching the battle from the shadows the whole time, had arrived; as soon as Qian Gu Dongfeng arrived, he immediately flew to Leng Yaozhu's side, his bootlicking face completely exposed.

Seeing this scene, Nether Emperor lost all will to fight as well; he put away Nether King Sword, looked at Yun Ming's corpse, and finally shook his head.

"Look, look, this is the Shrek you all boast as the number one embodiment of justice."

As he spoke, his voice grew even louder, carrying extreme mockery as it spread across the entire battlefield and into the ears of everyone present.

Including Shrek's survivors and those powerhouses who had rushed over temporarily,

"The high-and-mighty Shrek is infinitely glorious on ordinary days, but when true peril arrives, all your allies are praying for you to die!"

Even the Tang Sect, which had the deepest ties of interest with you Shrek folks, was unwilling to step in and save you; you are simply too pathetic.

It's a pity you died, otherwise this scene probably would have made you suffer more than death itself, right?

Hahahaha!"

"It's time to go too. This deity personally sending you off on your final journey can be considered your honor."

This wave had simply been an absolute feast!

Shrek was wiped out, Yun Ming was killed, and there was also the soul of a mysterious powerhouse.

"Jie jie jie!"

Ghost Emperor's chilling, eerie laughter suddenly rang out, and an eerie Black Formation Banner hovered between his palms, still spinning frantically at this moment.

Sealed within this formation banner was a golden soul—startlingly the soul of Blue Silver Emperor.

After Ghost Emperor laughed, a look of apprehension surfaced on his face once again:

"This soul is utterly heaven-defying; it doesn't look like a human soul at all."

Nether Emperor felt that they had gotten themselves into trouble this time and that they needed to hurry and have Demon Empress make an appearance:

"Then let's leave. Demon Empress is knowledgeable and experienced; she will definitely know what kind of soul this is."

"Indeed."

Ghost Emperor let out a cold, sinister laugh, and his sharp shout immediately echoed across the entire battlefield:

"All members, retreat!"

Following his sharp cry, all Evil Soul Masters immediately reined it in and stopped fighting.

Dark Bell, Dark Hummingbird, the heavily injured Blood Demon, and all the remaining Evil Soul Masters transformed into streaks of light and retreated behind Nether Emperor and Ghost Emperor.

The members of Holy Spirit Cult were about to strut away just like that, but Zang Xin and the others had no intention of pursuing them either.

How many lives did they have to go chasing after them?

Although Nether Emperor and Ghost Emperor were both quite exhausted by now, they were still Quasi-God powerhouses, and the others didn't have a single Quasi-God among them—even the strongest, Zang Xin, was only a Demigod.

However, just as everyone thought that Holy Spirit Cult's people were about to withdraw and that the matter here was settled.

Just as the people of Holy Spirit Cult also thought they could safely retreat right away.