At this moment, inside the cave.
Ma Xiaotao was covered in blood, severely injured and unconscious.
Dai Yueheng had lost a leg, and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead.
The two of them were at the core of the corpse explosion, and the fact that they weren't blown to pieces was a testament to their strength.
Ling Luochen stared blankly at the scene before her, her mouth slightly open, tears streaming down her face.
Although she and Ma Xiaotao had some conflicts, it was only due to their incompatible personalities, and there were no other issues.
Now, seeing her teammates in such a state, she…
Standing beside Ling Luochen was Xi Xi. Fortunately, Ling Luochen had reacted quickly, otherwise, a delicate soul master like Xi Xi would have been reduced to nothing.
Although the two of them survived, they had suffered significant impacts and were poisoned by corpse toxins.
Their positions were on the flank, and with the protection of soul skills and invincible shields, they managed to survive.
Chen Zifeng's right arm and right leg were gone, lying in a pool of blood, his condition unknown.
He Caitou and Zhu Lu sat on the ground, their eyes filled with fear.
With just one wave of corpse explosions, the Death Messenger had achieved a "godlike" feat!
"Hahahaha…"
"This is the consequence of offending the Death Messenger!"
"Not bad, these girls are quite attractive!"
"After I've had my fun, I'll turn them into corpse slaves!"
The Death Messenger was filled with pride. After saying this, he seemed to sense something, his pupils contracting. But by the time he thought of running, it was already too late.
"A… Titled Douluo?!"
He never expected that behind these talented students, there would be a Titled Douluo.
"You… deserve to die!"
Xuan Zi was furious, his eyes bloodshot, wishing he could tear the Death Messenger into pieces to vent his hatred.
Once again, something had gone wrong during his leadership!
Who could have known that a Soul King-level evil soul master would possess a secret technique like corpse explosion?
"So what if you're a Titled Douluo? Killing and crippling so many geniuses right in front of a Titled Douluo is worth it!"
The Death Messenger smirked, his eyes narrowing, as he retreated further into the cave.
Xuan Zi was, after all, a level 98… no, a level 96 Super Douluo. His speed was something the Death Messenger couldn't hope to match.
This Death Messenger wasn't Tang San, and Xuan Zi wasn't the Titled Douluo chasing Tang San. The chances of the Death Messenger escaping were very, very low.
"If you dare take another step forward, the heavens and earth will be overturned!"
The Death Messenger stared fiercely at Xuan Zi, shouting.
No one wants to die, not even evil soul masters.
Hearing this, Xuan Zi remained unmoved and charged toward the Death Messenger, intending to subdue him instantly and then tear him apart.
Seeing this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the Death Messenger's terrified eyes, and his lips moved slightly.
"Boom…" With a loud explosion, Yao Haoxuan, who had been reduced to half his body, instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
Fortunately, the others were far enough from Yao Haoxuan's position to avoid being affected.
"Hahaha, another one dead!"
Seeing this, Xuan Zi's right hand trembled slightly, his anger reaching its peak.
"Roar…" With a furious roar, he turned into a blur and charged toward the Death Messenger.
Xuan Zi's earth elemental abilities had been sealed all this time, and without them, his strength was greatly diminished. But he was still a Super Douluo!
The Death Messenger, however, took advantage of the explosion to flee for his life.
The escape route inside the cave was extremely narrow, only wide enough for one person, a design specifically created by the Death Messenger.
If a Soul King or Soul Emperor came, the traps ahead would be enough to severely injure or even kill them.
If a Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, or even a Titled Douluo came… although the traps ahead couldn't kill them, they could buy some time, allowing him to escape through the passage.
Unfortunately, the traps had been used to kill the younger generation, and now, facing a Titled Douluo, he had nowhere to run!
Just as Xuan Zi was about to catch the Death Messenger, the latter gritted his teeth, as if he had made a decision.
"Even in death, I'll take a bite out of you!"
The Death Messenger's body began to swell, and then it exploded.
"Boom…"
The strongest Soul King in history had finally met his end.
He was ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.
From the day he became an evil soul master, he had anticipated this day.
Thus, his body was filled with corpse toxins, and self-destruction was his final resort.
Xuan Zi, after all, was a level 96 Super Douluo. Even in such a confined space, facing a corpse explosion, he didn't suffer a single injury, at most just a bit of dust on his face.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
After killing the Death Messenger, Xuan Zi stood in a daze, his expression constantly shifting.
Compared to the students of Shrek Academy, the Death Messenger was nothing.
Yet, this one Death Messenger had caused Shrek Academy to suffer heavy losses.
These children were the future of Shrek Academy.
At this moment, Wang Yan and another leading teacher were at a loss.
This was a trial for the Shrek Seven Monsters and their substitutes, so they hadn't entered the cave.
It wasn't until Xuan Zi rushed in that they followed.
"Shrek… is completely finished…"
Wang Yan muttered, sitting down on the ground.
Before coming, Wang Yan had reminded Xuan Zi to deal with the evil soul masters after the competition, but he was just a teacher, and his words carried little weight. Xuan Zi hadn't taken his advice.
Now that it had happened, the Shrek Seven Monsters were either dead or crippled, and those who weren't dead or crippled were severely injured.
As for the substitute members, only He Caitou and Zhu Lu had survived…
This wave of corpse explosions was enough to cause a generational gap in Shrek Academy's legacy!
"What nonsense are you spouting!?"
Xuan Zi shouted.
Shrek is finished?
He didn't like that!
Hearing this, Wang Yan snapped out of it, but he didn't look at Xuan Zi. Instead, he looked at the surviving team members.
Although they were still alive, the impact of today's events would likely haunt them for the rest of their lives.
"This is my fault. I was arrogant, I was overconfident, I…"
"I'll take them back to Shrek Academy immediately for treatment. As for the competition…"
At a time like this, he was still thinking about the competition. Truly, this was Shrek Academy.
Shrek Academy wasn't out of people. They could still assemble another team to compete.
Although they wouldn't be as strong as Ma Xiaotao and the others, they wouldn't be too shabby either.
If they didn't replenish their numbers, Shrek Academy wouldn't even have the qualifications to compete.
After all, the minimum requirement for participation was seven people.
"Wang Yan, take them out to rest. I'm leaving."
Xuan Zi didn't bother wasting words with Wang Yan and immediately left with the severely injured Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and the others.
After a while, He Caitou, Zhu Lu, Ling Luochen, and Xi Xi finally regained their senses. They looked at each other and, with tears in their eyes, began to clean up the battlefield.
As Zhu Lu cleaned the battlefield, she pondered her future.
She was Dai Huabin's fiancée. Now that Dai Huabin was dead, would the Dai family or the Zhu family still have a place for her?
After all, Dai Huabin's death was one thing, but the eldest son, Dai Yueheng, was also crippled!