Cai Yue'er Falls, the Nether Emperor and Ghost Emperor Reap the Rewards

With one slash, the Nether Emperor shattered Cai Yue'er's three-word Battle Armor.

A level 97 Titled Douluo had no power to resist a Quasi-God.

The gap in strength was absolute.

Cai Yue'er knew she would not survive. A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes as she prepared to burn her Soul Core and detonate it, taking the Nether Emperor down with her.

But the Nether Emperor merely gripped his pitch-black Nether King Sword. His third Soul Skill, Netherworld Arises, activated, and his aura surged. He followed it with his fourth Soul Skill, Eternal Tribulation Reincarnation. Eighteen black sword shadows twisted into a deadly spinning wheel as his Rebirth Domain activated.

The Nether Emperor thought, The earlier exchanges were just skirmishes. If you're going to self-destruct, that changes things.

The self-destruction of a level 97 soul master would be powerful. The Nether Emperor had no desire to get hurt.

Within his domain, the law of death suppressed Cai Yue'er's Soul Power completely.

The sword wheel tore straight toward Cai Yue'er!

The moment she thought of self-destructing, the Nether Emperor snuffed out her chance.

All she could do was defend.

But in the next instant, the Nether Emperor appeared behind her and drove his sword through her chest.

"You fools have let Shrek brainwash you senseless, yet you're so devoted to Yun Ming. Has that man been stringing you along on purpose?

"Let me count. Leng Yulai, that mad dog; Leng Yaozhu, that idiot; you; and Ya Li.

"He entangled himself with all of you. Didn't he ever give you a clear no?

"Did he just want to watch you fight over him?"

At those words, Yun Ming's face turned green in Shrek, in the other Legend of the Dragon King world.

Ya Li and Cai Yue'er, seated beside him, wore strange expressions too.

Yun Ming shot to his feet, pointed at the Heavenly Screen, and roared:

"He's slandering me! That's slander!"

"Then why didn't you give them a clear no?" Ya Li asked coldly.

"I did!" Yun Ming protested.

"No, you didn't," Ya Li replied.

Yun Ming was speechless. He had never expected the Nether Emperor of another world to see through that little desire of his.

Who wouldn't want beautiful women fluttering around him?

So many stunning women were fighting over him.

He needed to kill the Nether Emperor in this world as soon as possible.

Shrek in the other world had been bombarded by God-Slaying Cannon shells, but that could never happen to Shrek in this world.

After all, they had been warned. If they still got bombed, they might as well give up.

Now they only needed to guard against challenges from other factions.

But those factions had no Shrek Academy of their own, and it was too late to build one.

Anyone who wanted to challenge them would have to travel all the way to Shrek. Yun Ming would kill them the instant they entered Shrek City. Any challenger would die—unless it was the Demon Empress.

In short, Shrek Academy was already on full alert. All of Shrek City was locked down, and no one was allowed to challenge Shrek's students.

Through the Sea God Pavilion, Yun Ming also hurriedly summoned Shrek's graduates back to Shrek City for protection. Shrek in this world would claim every place in the Dragon God's Ten Trials.

Shrek Academy in The Unrivaled Tang Sect world took the same approach. No one was allowed to enter the academy to challenge its students. Anyone who came would be killed.

So what if it meant making enemies of the entire world?

Then enemies of the entire world they would be.

They would not give up a single place.

As for the Holy Spirit Cult, Xuan Zi admitted he could not beat them. He was prepared to give them a share instead. Cooperation benefited both sides; there was no need to fight to the death.

He was already preparing to become a supreme elder of the Holy Spirit Cult. With two Limit Douluo on their side, what chance did he have against them? Better to cooperate and claim the Divine Examination together.

That meant they only had to keep their own people in line. Shrek knew how to deal with its own.

Once he no longer had to fight the Holy Spirit Cult, Xuan Zi felt everything fall into place. All he had to do was pay tribute.

Fortunately, Shrek had enough students under its control. No matter how many died, it would not run out.

On the arena, the Nether Emperor easily killed Cai Yue'er and took her Red-Level Nine Trials.

They were the same age, yet one was a Quasi-God while the other was level 97. Cai Yue'er even had Innate Full Soul Power, so she did not lack talent. The source of the gap was obvious. Letting love consume your mind was never wise.

The Nether Emperor was glad he had long since closed his heart to love. Such pointless attachments would never hold him back.

Having obtained the Divine Examination, the Nether Emperor vanished and returned to the Holy Spirit Cult's base in Shrek.

On another arena, Lan Muzi and the Ghost Emperor fought back and forth. Neither had overwhelmed the other.

Lan Muzi was only in his twenties, in the prime of his youth. With the cultivation of a level 85 Soul Douluo and two-word Battle Armor, his strength approached that of a Titled Douluo.

He was the senior disciple of the inner court and Yun Ming's personally chosen successor. His Yangmu Blade was a Martial Soul unique across the entire Douluo Continent. Solar Essence Flame lay within its blade, and all eight of his Spirit Rings were black or red.

Lan Muzi had grasped blade intent at eighteen and comprehended blade soul at twenty-one. Righteous yang energy that repelled evil filled his entire being.

Lan Muzi was powerful, but the Ghost Emperor had nine Spirit Rings.

That was right. By twenty-six, the Ghost Emperor had already become a Titled Douluo.

Lan Muzi's elemental advantage let him fight the Ghost Emperor on equal footing despite their difference in level, and that irritated the Ghost Emperor.

The brat could not even see the gap between them. A Soul Douluo thought he could defeat a Titled Douluo? Impossible.

"Brat, your elemental advantage may help you, but Evil Soul Masters are called unbeatable at the same level for a reason. And I'm stronger than you."

The Ghost Emperor summoned an army of undead. They clawed their way up from beneath the arena and surged toward Lan Muzi.

The two-word Battle Armor on Lan Muzi's back shuddered. He unleashed his self-created Yang Wood Blade Technique. Solar Essence Flame rose wherever his blade flashed, burning the undead until they shrieked and dissolved into wisps of smoke.

His sixth Spirit Ring lit up. He compressed all his righteous yang energy into a single point on his blade, then lunged at the Ghost Emperor's face with flames trailing behind him. The strike gouged a white mark into the Ghost Emperor's bone Battle Armor.

"Interesting." Rather than grow angry, the Ghost Emperor laughed. He activated his Ghost King Domain, and every attribute of his undead army surged. Then his seventh Soul Skill, Ghost King Avatar, rose from the ground. His nine Spirit Rings lit up one after another as more undead clawed their way out of the earth, too many to kill.

No matter how fiercely Lan Muzi's Solar Essence Flame burned, it could not cut through that mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Then the Ghost Emperor unleashed his Evil Soul Curse, forcibly weakening Lan Muzi's Soul Power and mental strength.

The Ghost King Avatar's massive claw came down toward his head, and Soul Stripping activated.

With a roar, Lan Muzi burned all eight of his Spirit Rings. His Yangmu Blade Avatar grew a hundredfold, and its Solar Essence Flame became a roaring fire dragon for one final strike.

But before the fire dragon could make it halfway, the undead swallowed it whole.