"Crack, crack, crack!"
Before everyone's astonished eyes,
the emerald beam instantly pierced the puppet's chest.
Yet it did not continue on to strike Zhongli Wu himself!
"It... it blocked it!"
Seeing this, Zhongli Wu's face lit up with the wild joy of someone who had narrowly escaped death.
Ever since he had seen his wife's aged appearance,
Zhongli Wu had been haunted by an inner demon whenever he faced Luo Feng.
At least until his opponent used that move, he dared not go all out.
And now, although he had paid a steep price,
his own body had suffered no harm.
According to their earlier research, Luo Feng could not fire those terrifying Aging Rays consecutively.
So...
"Little bastard, you've run out of tricks, haven't you?"
Gritting his teeth against that heart-rending pain,
Zhongli Wu slowly rose.
His crimson eyes nearly spat flames of vengeance.
But Luo Feng opposite him remained utterly dismissive.
He seemed to ignore the threat entirely!
"Zhongli Wu, do you really think a puppet can shield you from your own karma?"
"To think the mighty Holy Spirit Cult Leader could be so naive!"
As the one who had unleashed the Soul Skill,
Luo Feng could clearly sense certain things.
They concerned the essence of the old man before him.
It had already become linked with that puppet through a subtle, imperceptible process.
There was no way to sever that connection completely!
"What?"
"Little bastard, don't try to scare me with alarmist nonsense!"
"I..."
Just as Zhongli Wu tried to argue,
he suddenly felt something amiss.
It was like a lotus root whose threads still clung together after it was broken.
As the Death God Demon Puppet cracked apart,
Zhongli Wu suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart!
"Crack, crack, crack!"
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"
It felt as though millions of ants were biting his heart.
Dense cracks also appeared throughout his internal organs.
"How could this happen?"
"How could that power spread to my own body?"
The Douluo Continent was, after all, a bottom-of-the-gutter plane.
Its people did not understand life, death, and karma very deeply.
Naturally, they could not comprehend such a connection!
"Boom!"
The next instant, the puppet's body exploded completely!
It was like the sundering of heaven and earth!
Not a scrap remained.
At the same time, however, the meridians in Zhongli Wu's own body began to split.
His body, which had looked to be in the prime of youth, suddenly aged.
Most strikingly, his long gray-black hair turned entirely white within a single breath, without any warning.
His powerful body also began to bend and stoop like an old man's!
He could no longer even hold the Death God's Scythe firmly!
"How... how could this happen?"
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
A few more breaths passed.
Zhongli Wu began to lose his hair.
No matter how he channeled his Soul Power, it was useless!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"You!"
"Luo Feng, what exactly did you do to me?"
Although he already knew the answer in his heart,
Zhongli Wu still refused to believe it.
The Substitute Puppet had clearly blocked everything just now.
How had he still been struck?
"Wu, what's wrong?"
Sensing that something was wrong here, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao hurried over.
Each reached out a hand, pouring an unending stream of Soul Power into that decaying body.
They seemed to be racing against time to reclaim Zhongli Wu's rapidly fading life.
"Heh, it's useless!"
Luo Feng laughed at the sight.
Had both these old monsters been present earlier,
they might actually have helped Zhongli Wu escape this calamity.
But now!
Time Severance had already taken effect.
It was irreversible!
There was absolutely no saving him!
"How could this happen?"
"Luo Feng, what exactly did you do to my son?"
She could feel her Soul Power draining away like flowing water.
Yet her son showed no improvement whatsoever.
He soon became an old man with one foot in the grave.
Ye Xishui was seething with rage.
But despite the old woman's furious roars,
she had no chance to attack Luo Feng.
She knew that the moment she let go, Zhongli Wu's fate would be even worse than Feng Ling's!
"Heh!"
"Senior Ye Xishui, you're the ones who brought an army to kill us, and now you're turning around and questioning me?"
"Don't you think your logic is ridiculous?"
Compared with this old woman, Luo Feng had a rather favorable impression of Long Xiaoyao beside her.
After all, the man's Dragon Martial Soul shared a certain resonance with Luo Feng.
"Senior Long Xiaoyao, I suggest you stop wasting your strength!"
"Besides, this Zhong fellow isn't your own flesh and blood. Don't you think you should cherish the person right before you instead?"
As he spoke, Luo Feng pointed at Yan Shaozhe nearby.
After what had just happened,
the grandfather and his descendants had finally acknowledged one another!
Perhaps noticing Long Xiaoyao's hesitation,
Ye Xishui beside him grew anxious!
"Brother Xiaoyao, don't stop!"
"Don't let this brat bewitch you!"
As she spoke, Ye Xishui could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood essence.
It sprayed onto her son's face.
She barely managed to preserve a sliver of life in him.
But this only slowed things slightly; it would not last long!
"Young friend Luo, could you perhaps relent? At least let the two of us take him back!"
"That would also lift the siege on your Heaven Dou Empire. What do you say?"
Compared with the old woman beside him,
Long Xiaoyao clearly had his wits about him and was relatively calm!
"Heh, that's a good suggestion!"
"Besides, I don't want to face two Limit Douluos head-on either. You may leave!"
Luo Feng was not letting a tiger return to its mountain.
Rather, he was considering the bigger picture.
He was not the only person here.
If these two level-99 monsters went berserk, more than half the ordinary soldiers and ordinary Douluos would most likely die.
That was an outcome no one wanted to see!
"Very well, then it's settled!"
"Our Holy Spirit Cult won't attack again anytime soon. I can guarantee you that!"
Hearing Luo Feng's affirmative answer,
Long Xiaoyao also breathed a sigh of relief.
He gave Ye Xishui beside him a meaningful glance.
Though unwilling, she had no choice!
Between attacking the Heaven Dou Empire and her son's life, Ye Xishui chose the latter without hesitation.
"Everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult, heed my command! Retreat!"
It was certainly a battle won with the least bloodshed.
The empire's commanders had originally braced themselves to lose hundreds of thousands, or even a million men.
Yet they had never expected Luo Feng to resolve the crisis in such a way!
This young man truly was a blessed general!
But just as Long Xiaoyao and the others prepared to leave, a booming voice rang out behind them!
"Stop!"
"Did I give you permission to leave?"
"Long Xiaoyao, you traitor to the Heaven Dou Empire! I, Du Busi, will cleanse our ranks!"
What was going on?
Everything had already been settled. Why had Du Busi of the Body Sect jumped out now?
It was clear that the old man bore a deep, bitter grudge against Long Xiaoyao.
He did not intend to let him leave so easily!
"Du Busi, you're no match for me!"
"I don't want to kill you, but don't stand in my way!"
Glancing at the green figure flying toward him,
Long Xiaoyao spoke with aloof pride.
Level 98 and level 99 might seem only one level apart.
Yet an immense chasm lay between them.
Even after losing a great deal of Soul Power, Long Xiaoyao was still far beyond Du Busi's ability to shake!
"Heh, Long Xiaoyao!"
"You're far too arrogant!"
"Don't forget, this is our Heaven Dou Empire's territory!"
"I naturally can't keep you here by myself. But do you think I came alone?"
With those words, Du Busi waved his hand.
Several powerful auras immediately appeared.
Every one belonged to a Super Douluo above level 95.
Were they planning to surround and kill Long Xiaoyao?
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