"Break for me!!"
Wang Chen let out a fierce shout, detonating two more hundred-thousand-year soul rings. Terrifying energy surged into his body, tearing and stretching his meridians.
Blood seeped from his skin, staining his soul tool armor red. However, alongside the excruciating pain of his body being torn apart came a power surpassing that of a Limit Douluo.
With the energy from four hundred-thousand-year soul rings exploded, Wang Chen's strength reached an unprecedented height.
The stalemate with Mu En's Dragon Emperor's Evil-Breaking Slash was no more.
Wang Chen looked up at Mu En's hundred-meter dragon claw, his eyes sharp. Gripping the God-Suppressing Spear tightly, he transformed into a sharp arrow, forcefully shattering the immense power within the Dragon Emperor's Evil-Breaking Slash.
He broke through the dragon scales, tore through the claw, and pierced Mu En's dragon claw entirely.
In the process, the God-Suppressing Spear's sharp tip proved its dominance. Mu En's dragon body was extremely tough, with the claw being the most resilient part, but it was utterly ineffective against the God-Suppressing Spear.
Seeing that Mu En couldn't restrain Wang Chen, Song Jie's expression darkened.
He had taken advantage of Wang Chen's stalemate with Mu En to launch an attack, intending to kill him. But who could've expected Wang Chen to unleash such immense power, breaking the stalemate, piercing the dragon claw, and causing his attack to miss completely?
The drop of seawater aimed at Wang Chen's head fell from the sky, striking the ice plain of the Far North, creating a bottomless hole in the ice.
Seeing this, Song Jie's figure flashed, swiftly charging toward Wang Chen.
At this moment, Wang Chen, having pierced Mu En's dragon claw in the sky, maintained his momentum. Gripping the God-Suppressing Spear, he transformed into a black-golden bolt of lightning, thrusting toward Mu En's thousand-meter dragon body.
Wang Chen sensed the High Priest of Sea God Island charging at him but paid him no mind. By the time the High Priest reached him, he would have completed his attack on Mu En, and then he could turn to deal with the High Priest.
From their brief exchange, Wang Chen had gauged the strength of Mu En and the High Priest.
Their power was roughly equal, but Mu En's manipulation of spatial power far surpassed the High Priest's. His attacks, infused with spatial power, disrupted the normal flow of space, rendering Wang Chen's fourth soul skill, Instant, useless.
Wang Chen even suspected that attempting to use Tianmeng Iceworm's remains for long-distance teleportation in Mu En's presence would likely be affected by his spatial power, drastically reducing the teleportation distance.
It was similar to how Wang Chen had used Spatial Confinement to disrupt Tianmeng Iceworm's teleportation before.
Wang Chen found this reasonable. After all, Mu En was over two hundred fifty years old and had been a Limit Douluo for a long time. With such a span, it was natural for him to have some comprehension of spatial power.
In contrast, the High Priest of Sea God Island, judging by his appearance, was not very old. He likely hadn't been a Limit Douluo for long, and his understanding of spatial power was far inferior to Mu En's.
Wang Chen didn't detect any use of spatial power in the High Priest's attacks.
However, the High Priest wasn't without advantages. Being younger, his vitality and recovery were far superior to Mu En, an old man with one foot in the grave.
Mu En was too old, and with his origin previously severely damaged, his body paralyzed, his strength was significantly diminished compared to his peak.
If Mu En were at his peak, his strength would be at least fifty percent greater than now.
Even for ordinary people, a middle-aged person is stronger and faster than an elderly one. While Limit Douluos were immensely powerful, they were not gods and were still affected by aging and injuries.
Considering Mu En's age and the fact that, in the original story, he would pass away in two years, Wang Chen seriously doubted whether Mu En's vitality could sustain such a high-intensity battle.
After all, a Limit Douluo-level battle was extremely taxing on the body. As a young man with the Gold of Life, Wang Chen had abundant vitality and terrifying recovery. Even if severely injured, he could endure.
But Mu En, an old man nearing the end of his life, might collapse from vitality depletion after the battle, heading back to Shrek Academy to give his final words.
Wang Chen wouldn't even be surprised if Mu En, unable to withstand the strain of such a battle, died midway.
Thus, Wang Chen's strategy was to focus all his attacks on Mu En, trying to take him out of the fight as quickly as possible.
When fighting outnumbered, the key was to concentrate firepower to eliminate one enemy first. As the saying goes, better to break one finger than to injure ten.
The reason he targeted Mu En instead of the High Priest was that Mu En posed a greater threat.
With Mu En present, Wang Chen couldn't easily use teleportation or Tianmeng Iceworm's remains to escape. Moreover, Mu En's advanced age and dwindling vitality made him the weaker link.
The same attack might only injure the High Priest, not threatening his life. But for Mu En, it could be the final straw that breaks the camel's back.
Wang Chen raised the God-Suppressing Spear, its tip shattering space as it passed. Dense spatial power surged from the rifts, drawn by the spear's razor-sharp tip.
If this strike hit, with Wang Chen's terrifying soul power surpassing a Limit Douluo and the God-Suppressing Spear enhanced to utmost sharpness, it would surely tear Mu En's dragon body apart.
Seeing Wang Chen attack, Mu En let out a resounding dragon roar. He immediately unleashed another of his ultimate techniques.
Dragon Emperor's Shocking Domain!
A massive golden halo appeared around Mu En's thousand-meter dragon form.
In an instant, hundreds of smaller Bright Holy Dragons, each a hundred meters long, materialized within the halo. The space within the halo seemed sealed, with no more spatial rifts appearing.
The smaller Bright Holy Dragons turned into golden bolts of lightning, frantically charging at Wang Chen.
Facing these golden dragons, Wang Chen remained unfazed. Divided strength is weak—what threat could these smaller Bright Holy Dragons pose?
Wielding the God-Suppressing Spear, Wang Chen didn't exert much effort, casually sweeping left and right. Each sweep obliterated a large swath of the smaller Bright Holy Dragons, which were as fragile as eels before him.
However, Mu En clearly knew these smaller dragons couldn't defeat Wang Chen. His goal was merely to dull Wang Chen's edge.
As the master of the Sea God Pavilion, Mu En understood that the power from ring explosion was temporary, with a long cooldown once depleted.
Though he didn't know how Wang Chen recovered from the severe injuries Xuanzi described in just four days, or how his six black soul rings became hundred-thousand-year red ones, enabling him to use the ring explosion technique again, Mu En was confident that Wang Chen's burst of power was limited. If he could drag it out, Wang Chen would eventually enter a weakened state, making him easy to kill.
Having lived over two hundred fifty years, Mu En's combat experience was vast. He wouldn't clash head-on with Wang Chen, who was at his peak with terrifying attack power from the ring explosion.
Wang Chen, seeing Mu En recklessly creating numerous Bright Holy Dragon energy forms, frowned, immediately realizing his intent.
This old man Mu En… he's trying to wear me down.
Realizing Mu En's plan, Wang Chen poured a massive amount of soul power into the God-Suppressing Spear, activating its Spatial Confinement skill.
Dense silver-white spatial power surged, its terrifying confinement force first locking the Dragon Emperor's Shocking Domain, then restraining Mu En's Bright Holy Dragon form, and even affecting Song Jie, who was not far behind Wang Chen.
Mu En thought to himself, "Here it comes—the Spatial Confinement Xuanzi mentioned."
Having learned from Xuanzi about Wang Chen's Spatial Confinement, Mu En was prepared.
He immediately activated his dual soul cores' resonance, causing the surrounding space to vibrate, preventing it from being fully confined.
However, the God-Suppressing Spear, amplified by six hundred-thousand-year soul rings and one million-year soul ring, had power faintly surpassing a level-nine soul tool. Its might was terrifying.
Even with Mu En's spatial manipulation, he couldn't avoid being briefly confined, unable to move.
After all, his dual soul cores were resonant, not complementary like yin-yang cores, and thus far less powerful. Moreover, spatial power was profoundly complex. Despite years as a Limit Douluo, Mu En had only scratched its surface, with limited application. Naturally, he couldn't instantly break Spatial Confinement.
However, the confinement was extremely brief, as Mu En's dual soul cores continuously vibrated space, loosening the confinement. It would likely break in one or two snaps of a finger.
But would Wang Chen stand idly by and let Mu En break free?
A single snap of a finger was enough for Wang Chen to launch a high-quality attack.
Feeling the energy from the ring explosion depleting, Wang Chen detonated another hundred-thousand-year soul ring, maintaining his soul power at the brink of his body's breaking point.
Raising the God-Suppressing Spear, he used its sharp tip to shatter all of Mu En's defenses, piercing fiercely into the massive dragon body, tearing it apart from head to tail.
Boom!
A pained dragon roar echoed through the skies. The thousand-meter dragon dissipated, the Dragon Emperor's Shocking Domain shattered, and Mu En's aged body reappeared.
Mu En bore no visible injuries, but his face was ashen, his eyes dim. His already aged appearance grew even more decrepit, his white hair turning faintly gray, shrouded in a deathly aura.
Clearly, the intense Limit Douluo-level battle was extremely taxing for an old man like Mu En, already half in the grave. The breaking of his Martial Soul True Body was a significant blow, like the final straw breaking the camel's back.
Mu En's already dwindling life flame was now on the verge of extinguishing.
Song Jie, briefly affected by the Spatial Confinement, quickly regained mobility. He glanced at Wang Chen with apprehension, shocked by his displayed combat power.
Then, turning to his teammate Mu En and seeing him looking near death, Song Jie's eyes nearly popped out.
He almost couldn't help but blurt out, "What? When did Limit Douluos become so fragile? One spear strike and he's nearly dead?"
Wang Chen wasn't faring well either. Cracks appeared on his body, blood gushing out, his meridians and organs heavily injured by the ring explosion's energy. But under the Gold of Life's effect, his wounds quickly stopped bleeding, and his injuries began to heal rapidly.
Looking at Mu En's ashen face, Wang Chen said in a low, powerful voice, "Mu En, you're old. How much of your peak strength do you have left?"
Mu En gazed at Wang Chen with weary eyes and said, "I am old, but you're welcome to try and take my life."
Lights flashed at Mu En's middle and lower dantian, radiating a heart-palpitating, terrifying energy that made one's eyelids twitch.
Wang Chen wouldn't underestimate Mu En just because his life was nearing its end. Though Mu En's vitality was depleted and his body weakened, far from his peak, he was still not to be trifled with.
At the Limit Douluo level, even if the body perished, the soul could persist for some time, capable of dragging an opponent down with them.
Wang Chen had no desire to test whether a Limit Douluo's dying counterattack could take him down too.
At that moment, Song Jie threw a punch at Wang Chen. Surging waves of endless seawater crashed, shattering space, rushing toward Wang Chen with overwhelming force.
Wang Chen, heavily injured and significantly weakened, didn't dare use the ring explosion again, fearing his damaged body couldn't withstand the energy and would shatter.
Against a full-strength Song Jie, Wang Chen was naturally no match. His red fourth soul ring lit up, and with a flash, he vanished, reappearing five hundred meters away.
After upgrading to a hundred-thousand-year soul skill, Wang Chen's fourth soul skill, Instant, had its teleportation distance greatly increased from fifty meters to five hundred meters, and he could use it continuously until his soul power was exhausted.
When fighting Mu En, Mu En's spatial manipulation, especially the Dragon Emperor's Shocking Domain, sealed space over a vast area, preventing Wang Chen from using Instant for attacks or evasion.
But now, with the Dragon Emperor's Shocking Domain broken and Mu En's life flame nearly extinguished, no one was left to seal space.
Wang Chen's Instant soul skill was effective again.
Teleporting continuously, Wang Chen quickly headed toward the core area of the Far North, clearly unwilling to tangle with Song Jie.
Mu En glanced at Wang Chen's retreating figure, his form hunched. In his current state, continuing the pursuit might lead to him dying of old age on the way.
He said to Song Jie, "High Priest, I leave the rest to you. After killing this villain, be sure to visit Shrek Academy."
Song Jie, brimming with confidence, said, "Leave it to me."
In Song Jie's view, this demon was already heavily injured, and killing him would be easy.
Then, Song Jie transformed into a blue beam, chasing after Wang Chen at a speed barely slower than teleportation.
As Wang Chen teleported to escape, he thought to himself, "Once I join forces with Snow Emperor, I'll make sure to keep both of them here."
Moments later, in the core area of the Far North.
In the sky, Wang Chen and Song Jie engaged in a fierce pursuit battle.
While fleeing, Wang Chen spread his mental power, releasing the Ice Emperor's aura.
Deep within the Far North, in a cave, a cold voice sounded, "Ice, and a human…"
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