Ominous dark clouds covered the skies of Shrek Academy. Students and faculty members looked up with solemn expressions.
Just a few minutes ago, it was all clear and sunny. Although the weather can be unpredictable and change, this sudden change was unnatural and intimidating.
This was man-made!
The last time the sky and the weather had changed was when the Body Sect attacked!
"Is it another attack?!"
"Whose bolder than even Body Sect to attack us? The pressure emitting from the sky... is making me nauseous..."
"Students! Get back into the buildings! This is not a drill, I repeat! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!"
While outer courtyard students and faculty members focused on hiding, dozens of colorful lights shot off from the inner courtyard and stopped in the air.
Standing at the front was Xuan Zi, but unlike his usual disheveled drunk appearance, he looked clean, sober, and absolutely livid!
This was the second time within the last ten years that people invade Shrek Academy this wantonly. Moreover, judging by the fluctuations that this group was emitting, they were incredibly familiar and loathsome!
"Evil Soul Masters!" Xuan Zi growled, immediately activating his martial soul. He had personal beef with these people. The others followed his lead after they also realized who they were dealing with.
The rumbling dark clouds parted, showing an eerie purple fog with several figures wearing heavy dark cloaks, masks and hoods that concealed their identities, but not their killing intent. It poured off them like a miasma—thick, suffocating, and corrupted. All of them each had 9 soul rings, the one leading in front was the most impressive with 6 black soul rings and 3 red soul rings!
Xuan Zi and the others were utterly stunned from what they were seeing. Several Evil Soul Masters at the Titled Douluo level! This was impossible!
Almost all Evil Soul Masters have terrifying cultivation speed, capable of achieving Soul King level within five years after awakening their martial soul! But because they overly relied on their martial soul to cultivate and absorb power without consolidating their foundation, most would be stuck forever in the Soul Sage or Soul Douluo realm, never achieving the peak of mortal cultivation — Titled Douluo.
Xuan Zi had encountered the Ghost Emperor Douluo over a year ago and thought he was a very rare case and thought that he was the Great Elder of their mysterious group of evil soul masters.
He thought there were like 3-4 Evil Titled Douluos in the continent, but never would he expect there'd be so many of them! And none of them seemed to be as weak as that Ghost Emperor Douluo, especially their leader!
The only person who could match with that guy's soul ring configuration was the Body Sect's Leader, Du Busi. But only with the 3 red rings, on the surface, this guy seemed to be stronger than Du Busi by the quality of his soul rings!
Though, only a confrontation between the two would know who was stronger.
"Fufufu! Shrek Dogs, we've come to play~!" A cold voice cackled beside their leader, the purple fog surrounding them slightly began to recede and covered their lower bodies. The one who spoke had worn a mask and only their eyes was visible, but their curvy figure and ample bosom made it very clear they were a woman.
Yan Shaozhe narrowed his eyes, feeling as if the woman was a little familiar.
Their leader raised his hand, silencing the women and the jeers of his fellows. But unlike them, he was surprisingly calm, composed and sane, well, by Evil Soul Master standards.
He said, "Shrek Academy. I am called Death God. I want to assure you, we've come in peace—"
"Enough bullshit!"
Xuan Zi wasn't up for pleasantries right now, there was no talking to or negotiating with psychos after all.
Anyone can tell that this group didn't come here with good intentions!
Mooo~!
Xuan Zi unhesitatingly threw a fist towards them, his eight soul ring shone brilliantly at that moment, followed by a golden light emitting from his fist with an immense surge of devouring force. Soul power and every elemental energies in the atmosphere was being pulled into his body, empowering his fist as it shot off a golden-brown light fist at the evil soul masters.
Eight soul skill: Devouring Earthly Might!
It was like the inferior version of his incomplete self-created ability, Heaven and Earth Resonance. No, it was more truthful to say that this was the foundation of his self-created ability! This soul skill creates a golden orb that devours surrounding soul power and elemental, even from the bodies of other soul masters!
The evil soul masters, excluding the Death God, all felt their soul power being drawn towards the golden-brown light at an alarming rate. With such an intense devouring force, some couldn't properly activate a soul skill.
This was the terrifying part of the Devouring Earthly Might, taking the energies of others and converting it into its own power! When that golden-brown fist hits them, they would be severely injured.
They tried running away but space around them had collapse under the overwhelming might of the Devouring Earthly Might.
The Death God however, was unperturbed. He calmly blinked and shrugged. "Oh well, I tried to be nice."
He raised his hand and the appearance of a ten meter-tall Death God holding a long sickle, the blade of the sickle was of similar length as its height. His eight soul ring shone blood-red, a death scythe appeared in his hand.
His eyes glowed a mystical blue color with a hint of red.
"Death. I see it..."
With a single swipe of the scythe at the golden-brown light fist, it was cut in two and gradually disappeared into tiny specks.
"What?!"
Xuan Zi's eyes widened in shock. When the Death God cleaved the fist construct, there was no fluctuation of soul power, spiritual power, or even elemental energy! What kind of power was this?!
"Surprised? Well, that's to be expected." The Death God coldly snorted and placed his scythe over his shoulder, looking down at Xuan Zi and the rest with contempt. "This kind of power, is not meant for this world. It was a power that I obtained when I stumbled across a strange realm by accident years ago. It was there that I found a mysterious skeleton but with its eyes still pristine and living.
To me, they didn't look like eyeballs. For a while, I thought of them as mere jewels that I could've sold for some snacks. It wasn't until I stumbled across a trap within that secret realm that I almost died and, ironically, lost my sight.
But when I was on the verge of death, darkness only waiting for my death, that was when those jeweled eyes transmitted into my sockets, becoming my new eyes, and I gained its powers!"
"The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!" The Death God started laughing maniacally, his eyes shining brightly.
As expected of an Evil Soul Master. Even though he acted calm and cool earlier, his personality quickly changed like flipping one's own hand!
Xuan Zi and the others trembled, feeling a deep chill in their hearts as the Death God stared at them with his Mystic Eyes.
They felt that when he looked at them, it was like Death itself was truly staring straight at them. Waiting for the right moment to take their lives!
"You must be wondering why I'm telling you all this? Well, after several years of training on how to use this power, I finally have the opportunity to show these off." Death God ginned, full of twisted pride. "And who better to test it on than the so-called strongest academy on the continent?"
His voice dropped in pitch, serious now—dangerous. "Each of you...is filled with cracks."
Xuan Zi gritted his teeth. "What the hell are you talking about?"
The Death God pointed his scythe toward the group lazily, but his glowing eyes didn't blink. "Cracks. Fractures in your life force. In your soul. Your fate," He swept the weapon horizontally through the air.
"I can see them all! And once I see the lines, I can cut them!"
"Your lives...are mine to reap!"
In that moment, even the bravest Shrek elders felt it—the uncanny sensation that a thin, cold blade was hovering just beneath their skin, like a sword of damocles.
One mistake, one cut of his scythe...means instant death.
"You're crazy, no, you're insane!" Yan Shaozhe snapped, unleashing his martial soul and soul rings in full display, roaring golden phoenix flames swirling around him. "You think some freak ability makes you a god?!"
Death God chuckled. "No, nephew. But it makes me your executioner."
"What did you—"
Then he raised the scythe, his eyes glowing.
And his ninth soul ring shined.
Suddenly, a large golden dragon appeared out of the Golden Tree, emitting overwhelming might that it changed the sky to bright gold! Holy light element emitted from its body. It locked straight towards the evil soul master, heading straight at Death God!
"Teacher/Elder/Mu En?!" Xuan Zi and the rest looked at the Holy Light Dragon in complete surprise. As expert Titled Douluos, they can easily tell that this was no illusion or spiritual avatar of Mu En.
This was Mu En's true body martial avatar! This was really him!
Death God calmly smiled.
"It's over."
He then swung downwards, producing an invisible and formless energy blade.
Death aura!
Ninth soul skill: Death God's Execution!
Roar! The Holy Light Dragon wasn't going to meet that head on, even though he couldn't see it, he can still feel that something was there. He let out a loud roar, opening his huge mouth, he then fired a highly concentrated holy-fire dragon breath at Death God.
Booom!
The sky split open.
For a moment, the world went silent. Everyone was silent. They all stared at the aftermath of the two's confrontation.
The large Holy Light Dragon, which was hundreds of meters long, went still in the air.
Puchi! Suddenly, blood spewed out from the head all the way to the tail of the Holy Light Dragon as it split down the middle.
The Dragon God Douluo, one of the rare few Limit Douluos in the world, felled.
"Nooooo!"
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AN: And so, a great old and wise dragon dies...