Mingdu was still quite a safe place.
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Four enormous High-Energy Compressed Array Soul Tools stood at Mingdu's four corners. Ten thousand years ago, Kong Deming, the Sun Moon Empire's first Level 10 Soul Engineer, had led a group of Level 9 Soul Engineers in setting them up. After so many years of upgrades and replacements, their defensive capabilities had long since reached a terrifying level.
The claim that the shock waves from Yun Ming's battle had nearly destroyed Mingdu was pure boasting by a bunch of Shrek people. They had almost blown it up into a story about Yun Ming single-handedly beating the entire Sun Moon Federation into submission. Why hadn't he simply ascended to heaven in broad daylight, then? There had been another reason the Federation had sent only three God-Level Mechas to stop him back then.
In the contests between major powers, unless one side had decided to crush the other outright, even enemies usually observed certain unspoken rules to avoid an all-out war: exchange a few harsh words, deploy some high-level combatants as a deterrent, and go through the motions. They would never reveal their strongest trump cards right from the start, much less grind the other side's dignity into the dirt.
With the Federation's deep reserves, how could it possibly have been unable to field a Limit Douluo who was also a Four-Word Battle Armor Master? But back then, the Federation truly had not expected Shrek to be so arrogant. It had never imagined that damned Shrek Academy would be brazen enough to slap anyone it disliked across the face. It had treated the Spirit Pagoda that way then, and later treated the Federation even worse.
Had Shrek really begun to think of itself as a god standing above the