Cai Yue'er, who had been sent flying by her battle with the War Temple's Third War God Luo Yuhang, landed near Huo Yuhao. When she saw him suddenly appear here, her eyes lit up.
"It is you."
Huo Yuhao ignored her and surveyed the surroundings.
Unlike the relatively harmonious sparing outside the city, within Shrek Academy, the Federation side showed no mercy at all. Their attacks were vicious, their offensive like a tide. Life and death were on the line.
The opportunity had been given. Now, those who did not surrender would not be given another chance.
Although the remaining Shrek teachers, students, and elders were not lacking in experts, having lost the presence of top combat forces like Yun Ming, with low morale and being systematically surrounded and divided by the Federation, they were retreating step by step and beginning to suffer casualties.
Amidst the broken walls, spirit ability lights flickered. Explosions, roars, and screams rose and fell. The air was thick with the smell of blood and the scorched odor of burning spirit power.
After a quick scan, Huo Yuhao did not sense the activation of a planar passage. His brow furrowed deeply.
They had not come.
Having reached this point, they still had not arrived. Were they wary of Di Tian, who had now reached the divine level?
That was right. Not only Di Tian, but Yun Ming reaching the divine level and making such a choice were probably both beyond their expectations.
"Brat, since you are here, help us out."
A flash of ruthlessness passed through Cai Yue'er's eyes. She reached out to grab Huo Yuhao.
Although she herself was prepared to live and die with Shrek, that did not mean she was willing to watch Shrek teachers and students die before her eyes. She did not know why the two true gods had still not acted. She had to buy time for the others.
But earlier, facing Luo Yuhang, who was also level 96 but slightly stronger than her, approaching level 97, just holding on had been difficult enough. Let alone helping others.
Fortunately, this brat from the Spirit Transmission Tower had appeared here for some reason, bringing a glimmer of opportunity.
"Be careful."
Luo Yuhang was greatly alarmed.
Huo Yuhao was an important figure in the Spirit Transmission Tower. If something happened to him because of his negligence, he could not bear that responsibility.
In his urgency, the Dark Emperor Dragon's shadow behind Luo Yuhang roared. His seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up, the Martial Soul True Body, Dark Emperor Dragon.
Pitch black dragon scales instantly covered his entire body. His form expanded rapidly, carrying a violent dragon might, trying to accelerate and forcibly collide with Cai Yue'er to stop her from attacking Huo Yuhao.
However, Huo Yuhao and Cai Yue'er were now too close.
In Luo Yuhang's view, he was probably too late to save the other party. Just as he thought this, Huo Yuhao's actions exceeded both his and Cai Yue'er's expectations.
Cai Yue'er's five fingers, containing moon white spirit power, were about to touch Huo Yuhao's shoulder, but they hit an invisible, intangible, yet incredibly tough air wall.
That air wall was not condensed from spirit power. It seemed more like a subtle distortion and folding at the spatial level. Cai Yue'er felt as if she had grasped a thick, viscos gel space. Her power was rapidly dispersed and slowed, ultimately completely missing, not even touching the corner of Huo Yuhao's clothes.
"What?" Cai Yue'er's pupils shook violently, unable to believe it. "Spatial power? Your strength."
Huo Yuhao turned to look at her. His right hand maintained the spatial power. His tone was low.
"I have no time to waste on you."
As his voice fell, his battle armor attached itself. The seven spirit rings of the Ice Empress martial soul appeared around Huo Yuhao.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red.
Seven blood red spirit rings illuminated Huo Yuhao like a deity emerging from a sea of blood, emitting a terrifying pressure that made souls tremble.
The chaotic battlefield around seemed to quiet for a moment. Many people's gazes were drawn to Huo Yuhao.
There were only a few ways for a soul master to obtain a hundred thousand year spirit ring. If choosing a spirit soul, one either reached the Spirit Abyss realm, which normally only Titled Douluo could achieve, before level ninety and merged with a hundred thousand year spirit soul, or became a Titled Douluo and then relied on spirit soul contracts to raise the spirit soul's cultivation or went to the Spirit Transmission Tower for spirit elevation.
And regardless of which method, hundred thousand year spirit souls were generally the last spirit soul. To turn all the earlier spirit souls into hundred thousand year ones required not only Spiritual Domain realm spiritual power but also connections with the Spirit Transmission Tower.
After all, if ten thousand year spirit souls were the backbone of a large family, hundred thousand year Inherited Spirit Souls were clan protecting treasures. Without several generations of friendship, why would the Spirit Transmission Tower let a Spiritual Domain realm expert use the Spirit Elevation Platform and enjoy their resources to create a hundred thousand year spirit soul?
Now, the three Limit Douluo fighting on Sea God Island had spirit ring configurations of only seven black and two red, or six black and three red. From this, one could see how astonishing and eye catching Huo Yuhao's spirit ring configuration was.
For Huo Yuhao, even this spirit ring color was concealed. Otherwise, it would be even more shocking.
After the spirit rings appeared, Huo Yuhao did not pause. He immediately activated his seventh spirit ring.
Martial Soul True Body, True Body Possession.
True Body Possession did not necessarily require a Super Douluo to use. As long as a soul master's spiritual control ability reached the standard, solved the problem of merging spirit power and spiritual power, and solved the issue of the martial soul transforming into a true body and merging with oneself, then it could be used. For Huo Yuhao, these were naturally not problems.
In Cai Yue'er's eyes, it seemed a young girl's figure flashed briefly behind Huo Yuhao, merging into his body. Then an even more terrifying aura emanated from him.
Cai Yue'er's movements were stiff. A look of shock appeared on her face.
"Semi Divine?"
Huo Yuhao turned his palm, palm facing up, and suddenly clenched it.
Spatial Imprisonment.
A strange fluctuation spread instantly like quicksilver.
The space around Cai Yue'er suddenly became stagnant, heavy, and solid.
As if an invisible cage, completely independent of the outside world, constructed from ultra dense spatial walls, suddenly appeared, completely enveloping her.
Her movement to raise her arm and use a spirit ability suddenly stopped.
In contrast, Huo Yuhao, at such close range, calmly raised his hand. His palm glowed with an interweaving of ice blue and gold, a sign of highly condensed Ice Empress spirit power and spiritual power, and forcefully pressed it against Cai Yue'er's completely undefended abdomen.
Cai Yue'er's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints. All her shock, confusion, and struggle turned into blankness at that moment. When the palm fell, she only felt an extremely restrained, yet profound and abyss like terrifying force at the point of contact.
"Urgh."
Cai Yue'er could not even complete a cry of pain. Her entire body, like a meteor thrown by an ancient titan, turned into a blurry streak of light that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, suddenly flying backward.
The residual silver white protective spirit light on her body surface completely extinguished like a candle in the wind the moment she flew out. A long, twisted white trail was left behind her in the air by the violent air current.
Everything in her vision was madly retreating, stretching, blurring. In just one breath, she crossed hundreds of meters.
Boom.
A deafening explosion sounded. Cai Yue'er eventually crashed through a corner pillar of the Sea God Pavilion, deeply embedded in the load bearing main wall at the far end. The entire Sea God Pavilion trembled under the impact.
Dust and smoke spread.
"Elder Cai." Several Shrek teachers and students who noticed this scene cried out, wanting to rescue her, but they were blocked by the Federation experts and had no chance.
Huo Yuhao withdrew his palm and looked at Luo Yuhang, who had fallen into a daze at some point.
"She still has half a life left. Whether to capture her alive or let her quietly perish is up to Your Majesty."
Luo Yuhang's whole body trembled. He suddenly snapped back to reality. But his throat seemed choked. It took him a long while to squeeze out a few words. "Th... thank you."
This one did not need his rescue. Perhaps one day he would need to be saved by him.
Huo Yuhao nodded and walked toward the battlefield of the three Limit Douluo.
Seeing this, Luo Yuhang took a deep breath, as if to suppress the shock in his chest. He hesitated no longer. His figure flashed and appeared before the cracked main wall.
Looking at Cai Yue'er deeply embedded in the wall, her aura as weak as a gossamer, Luo Yuhang's gaze was complex.
Although Cai Yue'er was not his match, she was still an expert who could reach level 98 with Three Word Battle Armor. Being nearly beaten to death by a Soul Sage with a single palm was unbelievable.
"That aura was definitely a Limit Douluo. But how could a Soul Sage possess such strength?"
Luo Yuhang truly could not understand.
This might be the only case in history from ancient times to the present.
Shaking his head, Luo Yuhang looked at Cai Yue'er again, recalling her resolute words from earlier. "I cannot protect Shrek's ten thousand year foundation, but I am willing to be buried with it."
"Since you want to perish together with Shrek, then watch from here."
Luo Yuhang murmured to himself, turned, and walked toward the other battlefields.
There was a powerful spirit power within her body wearing away her vitality. Without a Titled Douluo level healing system soul master, Cai Yue'er's injuries could not be healed. And the Federation would not pity this diehard of Shrek. Let her stay here and watch Shrek approach its final twilight.
His task was not yet finished. Clearing out the resisters was the priority. As for a doomed enemy's final moments, they no longer deserved further attention.
"Old woman, it seems this day next year will be your death anniversary."
Ferocious Wolf Douluo Dong Zi'an glanced at Huo Yuhao, who was heading toward them, and grinned at Long Yuye, whom he and Divine Brush Douluo had been suppressing.
Compared to Long Yuye, with Divine Brush Douluo assisting him, he was naturally more relaxed. He had also used his spiritual power to see what had happened after Huo Yuhao's arrival.
He had originally thought the other party would be taken hostage by Cai Yue'er, affecting the battle, and had silently muttered about how Bear Lord had not looked after his own genius. He had not expected the other party to give them a "surprise."
Now, regardless of how Huo Yuhao had managed to make a Soul Sage rival a Semi Divine, they now had another Semi Divine on their side.
Then Long Yuye could advance.
"Perish."
A fierce light flashed in Dong Zi'an's eyes. The blue wolf claw shadow in his hand suddenly solidified, carrying a sharp howl that tore through space. Together with the ink colored mountains and rivers painted by Divine Brush Douluo Yu Guanzhi's brush, which blocked space, he once again pressed down fiercely on Long Yuye.
The pressure suddenly increased.
Long Yuye groaned, staggering. Her dragon scale covered hands crossed in front of her, barely blocking the combined attack. But her protective spirit power flickered again. Blood was already seeing from the corner of her mouth.
Yet her gaze did not completely remain on the enemy before her. The corner of her eye also caught the figure of the young man emerging from the ruins and smoke, and the astonishing limit aura on him.
If another Semi Divine came, relying on herself alone, she truly could not hold on any longer.
Long Yuye's expression darkened. She decided to hold nothing back. She took out a golden, divine sickle.
When the divine realm had changed, Shrek had naturally also received "gifts" from the divine realm.
"You want to use my old bones to pave the Federation's path. Let us see if you have the teeth for it."
"A divine weapon?"
Dong Zi'an snorted coldly. "As long as it is not one of those evil god's divine weapons, you cannot unleash its true power."
Because of the objects left behind by the divine realm, there was now some understanding of the divine realm within the Federation.
Although dividing deities into good gods and evil gods based on their divine office was somewhat crude, in terms of the usage threshold and backlash risk of divine weapons, this division was surprisingly effective. Divine weapons from deities with normal divine offices were not very dangerous to use, but it was also difficult to unleash their true power.
Divine weapons from evil gods often came with a huge cost, often requiring the sacrifice of life force. But they could unleash their full power.
The aura emanating from the divine weapon in Long Yuye's hand was biased toward natural, clearly not from an evil god.
"Moreover, do you think we have not prepared strategies to deal with divine weapons?"
Behind him, Divine Brush Douluo had already lifted an object in his hand at some point.
It was not the divine brush he usually used to splash ink, but an octagonal stone shield, dark yellow in color and ancient in form.
The shield's surface was not smooth, but covered with natural, rugged rock patterns, as if cutting a profile from an ancient mountain. As soon as it appeared, an aura of sedimentation, heaviness, as if it could suppress the earth, spread out. Even space itself became vaguely stagnant.
"The Rock God's lost divine weapon, the Thousand Mountain Heavy Rock Shield."
Yu Guanzhi's voice was calm and unruffled. "Although it is not an offensive weapon, in terms of sealing and suppressing and protection, it is among the top of the known lost divine weapons. You have no chance of winning."
By this time, Huo Yuhao had also arrived at the battlefield, but he did not immediately act. Instead, he vaguely observed the surrounding space.
But Long Yuye's heart had already sunk.
Today, things were looking grim.
However, she could not understand why those two true gods had not acted at the agreed time.
...
In another space, a burly man over two meters tall watched Shrek's situation, frowning.
"Big brother, act now. If we wait any longer, it will be too late."
"I know."
The Azure Bull Python, Da Ming, gave one last glance at the battlefield where Yun Ming and Di Tian were fighting, and nodded gravely.
"I will take the Golden Tree. You open the planar passage to receive Shrek's people. Hurry. Atlas Douluo cannot hold out much longer. If Di Tian frees up his hands, we will be in trouble. Although our strength here is also at the divine level, this is not a suitable place for a divine battle."
Upon hearing this, the Titan Giant Ape, Er Ming, also turned solemnly. While nodding, he muttered, "Di Tian's foundation is truly terrifying. I thought our cultivation was now no different from his."
"We were just lucky that Tang San took us to the divine realm, allowing us to directly cross the Boundary between Mortal and God. But Di Tian's accumulation is still beyond our comparison."
Da Ming said in a low tone. "Enough. Stop lamenting. Go quickly."
"Oh."
On Sea God Island, Huo Yuhao's gaze condensed. He looked at the spatial passage that had suddenly appeared above him, his eyes flickering.
Finally unable to resist acting, were they?
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