"Hah!"
As Du Busi let out an angry roar, his entire body suddenly swelled up. In that moment, his previously battered and broken frame radiated a stunning aura once again.
"You're insane!"
Clearly, even Long Xiaoyao had not anticipated this turn of events. After all, in the estimations of the Holy Spirit Cult's upper echelons, these experts from the Douluo Continent should have been beaten until they were scattered and broken. The Holy Spirit Cult would then establish its reputation and, after a period of recuperation, gradually devour the Douluo Continent like a frog being boiled in lukewarm water.
Although they had invaded Shrek tonight, they had never intended to wipe everyone out; it was merely to flex their muscles, suppress some, and recruit others.
But who would have thought... that old freak Du Busi would actually choose to self-destruct!?
"Long Xiaoyao, come to your death!"
Du Busi roared in anger, his figure rushing rapidly toward Long Xiaoyao, tightly binding with his Martial Soul Incarnation.
"Get the hell away from me!"
A trace of genuine anger appeared on the face of the usually calm and composed Long Xiaoyao. He could not suppress the self-destruction of a ninety-eighth-rank Super Douluo. If he took it head-on, he would either die or lose half his life, not to mention that this was the old freak Du Busi.
A surge of killing intent rose in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, and he swiped his dragon claws at him. New wounds appeared on the massive green giant, but the latter seemed to fear no pain, grinning hideously as he wrapped himself around and completely embraced the black dragon's abdomen.
Boom!!!
The sound of the explosion shook the heavens and the earth.
Countless disciples suddenly looked up at the sky. A mushroom cloud rose, and a powerful blast of air swept through the entire Shrek City, tearing apart even the last faint barrier maintained by the golden ancient tree.
Mu En watched this scene with complex eyes. He had not expected that this old freak, who had always been at odds with Shrek, would do something like this at such a critical moment...
What a grand perspective.
However...
Ye Xishui wants to escape?
A trace of melancholy flashed in Mu En's eyes. The Body Sect had died defending Shrek Academy; Xuan Zi could not die, as he had to continue guarding Shrek Academy. Since that was the case...
He would throw away this old life of his to eliminate the hidden danger for Shrek Academy.
"External Incarnation!"
Mu En tapped his long staff lightly. The ancient golden tree behind him shone with a brilliant golden light once more. The figure of a light holy dragon in its prime slowly emerged, and its dragon roar resounded through the heavens. This was the final strike he unleashed, exhausting all his life force with no more hesitation.
Mu En looked gently at Ye Xishui, whose expression had drastically changed opposite him.
"Today, let me bring all of this to an end."
"Damn it!"
Ye Xishui's expression was ugly. A light shone behind her as a Class 9 flying spirit tool spread open like a pair of wings, transforming into a dark shadow that fled rapidly toward the horizon.
"You cannot escape..." Mu En's expression remained gentle.
Up until this moment, he had completely detached from the sustenance of the ancient golden tree. Like a terminally ill old man experiencing a final burst of energy, he struggled to pull out his ventilator and returned to his peak state.
"Children, from today on, Lexuan shall inherit the position of the next Pavilion Master of the Sea Gods' Pavilion. The other elders must provide plenty of support and not bully a child like her..."
Before pursuing, Mu En's gaze was gentle, and his deep voice spread throughout all of Shrek Academy.
Many Shrek Inner Academy disciples knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with hot tears, remaining silent.
"Elder Mu! "
The leading senior sister, Zhang Lexuan, also had hot tears welling up in her beautiful eyes. She naturally understood that Elder Mu was leaving his final words. This old man had dedicated his entire life to Shrek Academy, and he was naturally worthy of their respect.
Meanwhile, Lu Cheng calmly watched the dark shadow and the Light Holy Dragon streaking across the sky one after another. His coughing became increasingly violent; he covered his mouth and coughed up another mouthful of blood-stained phlegm.
"It is time..."
He broke free from the offensive of Elder Song, Xian Liner, and the others and also transformed into a shooting star, chasing off into the distance.
Song Yunzhi cursed in anger, but she was blocked by Crow, Zhang Peng, and the others and could only watch helplessly as Lu Cheng left.
On the other side, Du Busi had self-destructed and died, leaving not even a scrap of remains. Long Xiaoyao had fled with heavy injuries, and Xuan Zi had also gone in pursuit.
The many Holy Spirit Cult Disciples did not display the overwhelming power that had been imagined; instead, they were tightly latched onto by the recovering Shrek Academy and the forces of the Douluo Continent, unable to escape and suffering heavy casualties.
"I will go in pursuit!"
Zhang Lexuan's beautiful eyes were red. A silver moon behind her fired a blood-red ray, repelling several Spirit Douluo-level Holy Spirit Cult experts. She informed Song Yunzhi, then soared into the air, chasing in the direction where the others had left.
...Star Dou Great Forest.
The morning light had just appeared when two figures streaked across the sky at high speed, simultaneously engaged in battle. Merely the aftermath of their fight caused many ten thousand-year-old Spirit Beasts to prostrate themselves on the ground, not daring to look up.
"Pfft... Xuan Zi, do not go too far!"
Blood seeped from the corner of Long Xiaoyao's mouth. His hair was disheveled as he stared coldly at the relentlessly pursuing Xuan Zi.
"Senior Long is joking. When you were wreaking havoc at my Shrek Academy last night, you never considered these consequences," Xuan Zi said relentlessly.
Swish!
Just as Long Xiaoyao reached a dead end and was prepared to turn around and explode with Xuan Zi, a fiery red arrow shot from the other side of the horizon, igniting Xuan Zi's entire body and turning him into a human torch.
The speed was so fast that it was difficult to dodge, not to mention that Xuan Zi himself was already at the end of his rope.
"Elder Long, let us join forces and eliminate him first!"
Lu Cheng's voice rang out.
"Good..."
Seeing this, Long Xiaoyao's expression suddenly relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"Ahhhhh!!"
As a Ninety-Eighth Rank Super Douluo, Xuan Zi had no choice but to meet his end under the joint siege of Long Xiaoyao and Lu Cheng, not even having the chance to self-destruct like Du Busi.
"You should hurry and pursue the Grand Elder. I will return to the academy to provide support. Today, we must root out the problem completely." Lu Cheng said righteously.
"Good child..." Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly. His gaze was gentle, yet somewhat urgent. The way Mu En was acting, he really intended to drag Xishui down with him to the grave. He had to be quick...
Pfft~
But the next instant—
Long Xiaoyao's figure suddenly stiffened. He slowly looked down in disbelief, and there it was: the tip of a crimson arrow, stained with bright red blood, having pierced right through his body.
"Wh-why..."
Long Xiaoyao turned his head with difficulty, looking at the young man behind him who was still maintaining his shooting posture. In his eyes were an indescribable confusion and bewilderment and even some shock.
Wasn't this child a born evil seed?
Joining the Holy Spirit Cult had always been like a fish in water for him. He and Xishui had given him almost everything, cultivating him to be so powerful, but why...
"Elder Long, I love her."
The fire bow in Lu Cheng's hand slowly dissipated. He quietly met the gaze of Long Xiaoyao, who was already in a semi-dead state, and spoke softly.
"You love her, you..."
Long Xiaoyao's mouth twitched, and he pointed at Lu Cheng, but his eyes were somewhat unfocused. He suddenly understood everything.
They had always been the same kind of people.
It was just that he hadn't truly seen through the youth's heart.
Whether it was guilt or anger in his eyes, it all faded away.
"Remember… to bury me together with Xishui."
"Okay."
Lu Cheng nodded.
"Sigh..."
Long Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood. His gaze gradually grew unfocused, and unable to hold on any longer, he fell downward.
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