"Across the vast desert, a lone sail sailed beneath a sky of stars; a traveler from beyond the heavens tugged at a heartstring until it broke.
I was always a guest passing through reincarnation, yet I knew not where to speak of mulberry trees and hemp."
Soul Cannon shells exploded amid the crowd. As smoke billowed, the black-robed Clones slipped through the Shrek Inspection Corps like ghosts, tearing its encirclement apart.
At the very center of the Clone formation stood one distinct Clone, hands clasped behind his back. His black robe snapped in the surging currents of Soul Power.
"This time, I'm putting my poetry and prose on the line."
Zhou Zige's lips curled into a wicked smile. The black array beneath his feet flared, its intricate patterns twisting like living things.
"Dimensional Summoning!"
At his low shout, the space at the array's center seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand.
A shadow slowly took shape in midair, bearing an indescribable pressure.
Clang!
Something heavy hit the ground, followed by a clear, bewildered bleat.
"Baa—"
The entire battlefield fell silent.
The Shrek Inspection Corps members who had been about to strike to kill froze. Even Mu En and Du Busi, high above, glanced over.
Nearby, Gongyang Mo had been coasting along, occasionally tossing a harmless Soul Skill at a Clone. The moment he saw the goat, he stumbled and dropped straight out of the air.
The Inspection Corps should have been the ones clearing out these Clones with two or three Soul Rings. Unfortunately, its members were sixth-years who had only just graduated into the Inner Court.
They had barely started the job before getting dragged into a battle between monsters. They had plainly been roped in.
Qian Jun casually dispatched a four-ring Inner Court student charging at