A desperate crisis: Wang Qiu'er begged me to save Shrek

"Damn it!"

"It seems I still underestimated Luo Feng!"

"But a disciple of mine, Zhongli Wu, won't fall so easily. Perhaps..."

While Zhongli Wu was comforting himself,

Luo Feng and the others had already taken care of everything.

As long as they killed those few members of the Holy Spirit Cult,

the remaining guards naturally posed no threat.

Especially after witnessing what these three were capable of,

those guards understood perfectly well.

If they dared breathe a word about what happened today,

their entire families would lose their lives.

However, compared with the relatively relaxed Luo Feng and Nan Qiuqiu,

Wang Qiu'er beside them was far less composed.

Compared with the small fry they had encountered,

the situation at Shrek Academy was what truly mattered.

Most of the evil soul masters besieging it were probably Soul Saints or stronger.

There were certainly Titled Douluos among them, too.

Although they had a Super Douluo like Xuan Zi protecting them,

two fists could hardly fend off four hands.

With the Sun Moon Empire deliberately favoring the attackers,

Shrek's quarters had probably already become an isolated island.

No one from the nearby academies dared venture out to help!

"Brother Luo, could I please ask you to help?"

"Otherwise, Shrek Academy will..."

As she spoke, the beautiful young woman kept casting glances at Nan Qiuqiu beside him.

This was one of the deep-rooted problems on the Douluo Continent.

On the surface, the three great empires shared a common enemy.

But when trouble actually arose, they struggled to support one another from head to tail!

The present situation was a perfect example.

Everyone could clearly see Shrek coming under attack.

Yet whether they were from the Star Luo Empire or the teams from the Heaven Dou and Dou Ling Empires,

they all kept one eye open and the other shut.

Not a single person lent a hand.

And Luo Feng technically belonged to the Heaven Dou Empire as well.

He had no reason to help Shrek out of nowhere!

Just as Luo Feng was considering how to answer, Nan Qiuqiu beside him spoke up.

"Help them!"

"Why wouldn't we?"

"These evil soul masters are far too brazen! They actually dared attack openly during the tournament!"

This girl really did wear her heart on her sleeve.

"All right. Since my wife has spoken, I'll certainly go help!"

"But Qiuqiu, you'd better return to the Earth Dragon Sect first. I don't want to see you get hurt!"

"You... A Feng! Do you think I'm a burden?"

Although she knew her husband had her best interests at heart,

Nan Qiuqiu's face still took on a hurt expression.

There was no helping it: a woman adorned herself for the one who cherished her.

And she would also give everything to protect the one she loved!

"All right!"

"Then let's go together!"

Seeing his dear young wife so determined to share life and death with him,

Luo Feng couldn't help feeling warmth bloom in his heart.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

"Brother Luo, I'll look after Qiuqiu. Thank you for being willing to help!"

Wang Qiu'er was someone who wore her heart on her sleeve, too.

And her personality leaned more toward sweet, innocent naïveté.

Whenever he thought of how this girl had sacrificed herself to Huo Yuhao for no good reason in the original story,

he truly couldn't help sighing!

"Save your thanks for later. Let's first harass them from the perimeter!"

"We'll probe their strength before anything else!"

"All right. I'll follow your lead!"

Wang Qiu'er might have been quite strong,

but she had too little experience of the world.

In a situation like this, blindly charging ahead

would not only fail to save anyone, but could easily cost her own life.

Even counting everyone, there were only three of them.

They could hardly be considered a proper reinforcement force.

All they could do was keep some enemies occupied on the perimeter,

then seize opportunities to kill a few powerful foes.

By the time the three reached the outskirts of Shrek's quarters,

the place had already been reduced to charred ruins.

There was some good news, however.

The dozen or so corpses on the ground all belonged to evil soul masters.

Not one was a Shrek student.

Aside from Huo Yuhao's wheelchair, there seemed to be little other damage.

That was good news.

And the Holy Spirit Cult hadn't dared commit all its forces, either.

Still, they could dimly make out several nine-ring Titled Douluos in the air.

They seemed to be preparing something.

"Darling, if you see anything too bloody in a moment, remember to close your eyes!"

The Holy Spirit Cult might have surrounded Shrek's entire compound,

but they had never dreamed someone would launch a sneak attack from behind.

Moreover, the evil soul masters were currently gathered in groups of several dozen.

If an area-of-effect killing move were unleashed now,

they would certainly have a bitter cup to swallow!

"Brother Luo, what are you planning? I'm ready to support you anytime!"

Seeing the gleam in Luo Feng's eyes,

Wang Qiu'er grew excited as well.

But Luo Feng shook his head.

"Just help me protect my wife. Leave the rest to me!"

The next instant,

before either woman could react,

Luo Feng moved like a sleek, powerful leopard.

He swiftly charged toward the evil soul masters ahead!

"What?"

"Enemy attack! From behind!"

Although Luo Feng had caught them by surprise,

the enemy Titled Douluo was no pushover.

Overseeing the formation was one of the Holy Spirit Cult's few spiritual-type Titled Douluos.

He was known as the Masked Douluo!

He was a rank 91 control-type powerhouse.

His rank might not have been particularly high,

but he was undoubtedly an enormous menace.

At this point, Huo Yuhao had yet to mature.

And he was already besieged by so many evil soul masters.

If he faced this Masked Douluo head-on, he would probably end up dead!

"What a nuisance!"

"Let me kill some of these small fry first, then I'll have some proper fun with you!"

Facing the Masked Douluo,

Luo Feng didn't slow down at all.

Instead, he released his five soul rings as he ran.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Primordial Time Domain!"

What did it matter what rank a soul master was?

Before Luo Feng's fifth soul skill, they would become little turtles.

This rank 91 Titled Douluo fared somewhat better.

Realizing something was wrong, he swiftly dropped to the ground.

He even seized two Soul Douluo evil soul masters and hauled them in front of himself.

It had to be admitted,

this bastard had plenty of experience reacting on the fly, and his methods were shameless enough.

He actually used his own underlings as shields!

But that didn't matter.

Once Luo Feng made his move, he had no intention of leaving anyone alive!

"Watch my fourth soul skill: [Space-Time Annihilation Strike]!"

This was an area-of-effect offensive soul skill that Luo Feng had never used until now.

Through spatial cutting and tremors, it could form a visible black hole within a designated area.

Since it inherently carried higher-dimensional laws,

unless someone within its range possessed powerful escape abilities or perhaps a substitute,

it would be difficult to emerge from this attack unscathed!

"What is this thing?"

"Ah! My body! I can't control my body!"

"Help!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Elder, save me!"

In an instant, the entire outer courtyard was shrouded in this terrifying aura of collapsing darkness!

Roughly seventy to eighty evil soul masters

were caught within it completely unprepared.

Bit by bit, they were dragged toward the black hole at its center...

That was the most terrifying part!

It left them absolutely no chance of escape.

They could only watch as their bodies were slowly devoured by that terrifying black hole.

Whether they were rank 70 Soul Saints or Soul Douluos above rank 80,

not one could escape...

Within just a few breaths, the entire courtyard abruptly became empty.

Apart from the Masked Douluo, who had sacrificed his companions to save himself,

the whole dense crowd of evil soul masters was gone!

"You... what did you do?"

Seeing himself reduced to a commander without a single soldier in an instant,

the Masked Douluo couldn't stop trembling.

By now, he no longer cared at all about his standing as a rank 91 Titled Douluo.

The only thought in his mind was: Run, now...