After ten thousand years, Angel Holy Light shone upon the Douluo Continent once more!
Radiating brilliant holy light, Qian Daoliu strode through the heavens, then slowly descended from the sky to stand before Huo Yuhao.
"Holy crap, little Yuhao, this human is seriously strong!"
Within the Sea of Consciousness, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm could not help exclaiming in astonishment.
"His aura is even stronger than that Chicken Leg Douluo who got his ass beaten by a bunch of monkeys!"
Bathed in Qian Daoliu's Angel Holy Light, Huo Yuhao immediately felt all his earlier chills disappear.
The bone-piercing cold caused by the encroaching shadows of Sleep Nightmare Douluo's martial soul was completely dispelled.
In its place came a cozy warmth, as though he were soaking in a hot spring.
Within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, the gray orb suddenly shattered, releasing a stream of gray energy.
Then an old man in white robes, holding a Golden Scepter, appeared above the seawater.
"With sun and moon in my grasp, I pluck the stars; beneath the heavens, none compares to me!"
"To think I would still encounter such pure light and holiness in this world."
At this sight, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm froze for a moment, then instantly flew into a rage.
"Huh? You rotten thing that stole my turf-you actually dare show yourself?"
"You are nothing but a great fat worm. Do you really think you are worthy of fighting this old man for territory?"
The White-Robed Elder's aged voice rang out, thick with disdain.
"You..."
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was momentarily rendered speechless with anger.
Seeing that the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had fallen silent, the White-Robed Elder addressed Huo Yuhao.
"Child, I am Electrolux, the Holy Necromancer."
"I am not a native of this world. I came from another."
"Such an experience may sound bizarre to you, but now is not the time to explain these matters."
"The being before you, whom your people call a Soul Master, possesses extremely powerful holy and light attributes."
"If you wish to escape, you may follow him for the time being. Shrek Academy is not a place that can shelter you."
Though somewhat bewildered by the sheer amount of information in Electrolux's words, Huo Yuhao still nodded.
Having left the White Tiger Duke's Mansion with an obsession for revenge in his heart, he was especially sensitive.
Betrayal, in particular, was something Huo Yuhao could never accept.
In his eyes, his mother, Huo Yuhao, had suffered such a wretched fate precisely because his father, the White Tiger Duke Dai Hao, had betrayed her.
And now, despite being a student of Shrek Academy, he had been betrayed by the academy.
Not only had his homeroom teacher Zhou Yi, whom he had always respected, sold him out, but Du Weilun, the Director of Teaching, had also turned a blind eye.
In that case, Shrek Academy was merely another White Tiger Duke's Mansion. What reason did he have to stay?
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Sleep Nightmare Douluo froze the instant he heard the name "Qian Daoliu."
Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu?
Wasn't that the name of the Spirit Hall Pope who, according to the Douluo Continent's history, had been hailed as "invincible in the skies" ten thousand years ago?
A powerhouse from ten thousand years ago had appeared in Shrek City?
Was this some kind of joke?
But when Sleep Nightmare Douluo saw the six-winged phantom behind Qian Daoliu, his entire body went rigid.
Its golden wings gleamed in the sunlight, noble and holy.
In its hands, the phantom held aloft a Holy Sword blazing with roaring golden flames.
The sword's tip pointed straight toward the heavens, as though poised to judge all the evil in the world.
He stared blankly at the Six-Winged Angel's phantom, every trace of color draining from his already pale face.
"Six wings upon its back, unmatched in purity..."
"Holy Sword in hand, passing judgment in all directions..."
Sleep Nightmare Douluo's legs began trembling violently. Cold sweat was practically pouring out of his crotch.
"This is... the divine martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel?!"
Sleep Nightmare Douluo's Nightmare Demon martial soul had been passed down through his family.
He had heard his elders say that although the Nightmare Demon martial soul was powerful, it had a fatal nemesis.
Should the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, inherited by Spirit Hall's lineage ten thousand years ago, reappear in the world, all evil would scatter beneath its holy light!
And an incorporeal evil martial soul like the Nightmare Demon could not wield even the slightest shred of power beneath the radiance of Angel Holy Light!
"Blue seas have turned to mulberry fields; things remain, but the people are gone, and all has come to an end..."
Qian Daoliu glanced at the surrounding scenery and the faint outline of Shrek City in the distance, speaking with a soft sigh.
The next instant, his gaze turned toward Sleep Nightmare Douluo.
"But I never imagined that vermin like you would grow into such a force. That little bastard Tang San truly had no humanity!"
"In that case, I shall carry on my ancestors' will and cleanse the entire Douluo Continent once more!"
By now, Sleep Nightmare Douluo's heart was dead ashes.
Fuck, this man really was the Angel Douluo from ten thousand years ago?
Wasn't something wrong with this plot?
We villains didn't even get resurrection cheats, so why did you good guys get to come back to life?
But Qian Daoliu could not be bothered to give Sleep Nightmare Douluo any chance to speak. He immediately circulated his soul power.
Behind him, the Six-Winged Angel's phantom abruptly burst with dazzling Angel Holy Light.
Beneath that holy radiance, Sleep Nightmare Douluo's Nightmare Demon martial soul was forcibly purified.
The black shadows turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.
A martial soul and its Soul Master were one. With his martial soul utterly destroyed, Sleep Nightmare Douluo's body abruptly erupted in roaring golden holy flames.
"Aaaaaaah..."
Agonized screams rang out without cease as the holy flames reduced Sleep Nightmare Douluo's body entirely to ashes.
A streak of golden light flew from his ruined remains and merged into Qian Daoliu's body.
This was precisely the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's innate gift: purifying evil could increase his cultivation.
But for Qian Daoliu, who stood at the Limit Douluo level, that meager increase was nowhere near enough.
To swiftly advance to the Demigod level, or even the Quasi-God level...
Perhaps he would have to purify the entire Evil Soul Master organization known as the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Child, your name is Huo Yuhao?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Huo Yuhao before him and spoke.
"Are you willing to follow me back to Shrek City?"
Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao nodded.
"Senior, I'm willing to follow you!"
At that moment, however, another thought arose in Du Weilun's mind.
If Evil Soul Masters could trade Huo Yuhao to the people of the Phoenix God Continent, why couldn't Shrek Academy?
If handing over Huo Yuhao alone could persuade the Spirit Hall Empire to withdraw its troops, wouldn't he, Du Weilun, become the hero who saved Shrek Academy?
"Senior, Huo Yuhao is a student of our Shrek Academy. I don't think you can..."
But before Du Weilun could finish speaking...
Qian Daoliu casually waved his hand. Angel Holy Light condensed into a solid blade and swept straight across Du Weilun's neck.
His head flew high into the air, blood spraying a full three feet upward.
Du Weilun's eyes had yet to close.
He could not understand why this powerhouse, who had slain an Evil Soul Master and was wreathed in holy light...
Would be even more unreasonable than an Evil Soul Master.
"Even those two good-for-nothings, Flender and Yu Xiaogang, would never abandon their own students!"
"Shrek truly grows more rotten by the day!"
With a cold snort, Qian Daoliu took Huo Yuhao into the air and flew straight toward Shrek City.
Sea God Island, Shrek Academy.
"Shi Xing!!!"
Pale-faced, Yan Shaozhe stared at the scene in the sky, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
In a single instant, Shrek Academy had lost a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse, and the eastern city wall had been completely destroyed.
Shrek Academy now seemed to have spread its legs, leaving the Spirit Hall Empire's army free to take whatever it pleased.
"Yan Shaozhe, take a few of the elders and hold them off for a while!"
"Junior Granduncle is devoting all his strength to controlling the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud's defenses. I must guard him, so we can only rely on you now."
Xuan Zi's backside was still swollen high, forcing him to lie facedown on a table as he directed those around him.
Though Yan Shaozhe hesitated, Shrek now faced a crisis of life and death. As its dean, he had no choice but to fight.
"Xiaotao, take the Inspection Corps' elites and go out to meet the enemy!"
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