"Whew..."
The Shrek group all let out long sighs of relief.
On the stage of the National Soul Master Tournament, the situation reversed in an instant.
The Spirit Hall Team, which had been utterly suppressing Shrek just moments earlier, had now plunged into frenzied infighting.
All four of Spirit Hall's team members had blood-red eyes. They had clearly lost their reason and become monsters that knew only how to attack.
They hurled Soul Skills wildly, without any order. Black Soul Power blasted the ground apart, leaving overlapping craters as shattered stones flew everywhere.
Not only the four ordinary team members, but even Xie Yue and Yan had completely lost their minds.
The violence and fury surging in their hearts had swallowed them whole. They had entirely forgotten that their mission was to surround Shrek and kill its members.
Every attack they unleashed rushed madly toward their four out-of-control teammates, because in their eyes, those people were the strongest and most worthy of defeating.
Gales now howled across the entire stage, surging blasts of air swept everywhere, and wreckage filled the eye. Not a trace remained of an orderly tournament final.
The Shrek group huddled in a tiny corner, their chests heaving as they watched the absurd yet staggering scene before them.
Ma Hongjun panted as he spoke hoarsely, his voice full of the dazed disbelief of someone who had survived a calamity. "They've gone mad... They really have all gone mad! But that's good! That's good! If they're mad, we have a chance!"
Blood still seeped from the wound on Dai Mubai's shoulder, and searing pain spread through his meridians and across his body. Yet he stared fixedly at the chaos ahead, his eyes tense and excited. "Chi Wang, is this the opportunity you meant? You're incredible."
Ning Rongrong knelt