Ling Luochen's unconscious body had slammed against the cave wall, her protective Ice Armor barely preserving her life, a faint breath still detectable.
Her legs were a bloody mess, and intense toxins surged relentlessly, spreading upwards from the wounds, causing Ling Luochen to moan unconsciously in pain.
Gongyang Mo's lower body was gone, and his upper body was covered in ice shards and blood. His eyes, prettier than a woman's, gradually lost focus; he was only taking in air, not exhaling.
Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan's life signs had vanished, their broken, scattered bodies completely still. Xi Xi's limbs were largely missing, and she thrashed and convulsed like a dying fish.
Dai Yueheng and the Soul Tool Department senior had their arms wrapped tightly around the people beneath them. One had activated three amplification Soul Skills, and the other had deployed a defensive Soul Guided Device. Though they were still alive, their breaths were extremely faint, and large areas of flesh on their backs had exploded, causing them to groan in pain.
It's over! It's all over!
A sound like five claps of thunder reverberated through Xuan Zi's Sea of Spirit. Xuan Zi's eyes opened and closed, as if he had returned to that bloody forest many years ago.
At that time, eight of the twelve elite disciples of the Inner Courtyard had perished. It was the same tragedy, the same misery. Only four, including Zhang Lexuan, were still breathing, and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beast, killed only after it had been stained with the blood of the students, lay nearby.
Back then, he had been leisurely eating meat and enjoying a meal outside. How could this have happened, how could he have been so careless? Weren't Shrek's children supposed to be invincible?
And why was it happening a second time?
"Old Xuan, what—what exactly happened~ ah!"
Wang Yan, who was farthest away and hadn't been caught in the explosion but was still dizzy from the fall and had narrowly avoided a head-on collision with Old Xuan, placed Xiao Xiao outside the cave. Clutching his bloody head, he tottered back.
As he gradually saw the horrific state of the seven Inner Courtyard disciples, Wang Yan felt as if his heart had been struck by two heavy hammers. His brain's protective mechanism was about to make him faint to escape the bloody reality before him!
Of the seven Inner Courtyard disciples, three had already lost their lives, and the remaining four were either in critical condition or severely disabled!
The Reserve Team was luckier. Four of them were protected by their seniors and teachers. The only one who fended for himself, Xu Sanshi, had, by chance, used the area-of-effect Soul Skill, Profound Tortoise Tremor, to clear a vacuum around them. Not much of the explosion hit their bodies, so it wasn't fatal.
Even so, the terrifying force had left Xu Sanshi, who was only a Soul Ancestor, severely injured. His Black Tortoise Shield was gone, and a human-shaped hole appeared in the left wall of the cave, with large chunks of rock rolling down.
With the Black Tortoise Shield broken, Xu Sanshi's defense collapsed, revealing Bei Bei and Jiang Nannan, whom he had protected. Bei Bei's body was convulsing and lacerated, but he managed to open his two bloodshot eyes and shakily crawled towards Xu Sanshi.
The only person still standing in the arena was Jiang Nannan. She possessed the life-saving divine skill, Invincible Golden Body, and had managed to withstand the most terrifying three seconds when the Xuanming Shield was breached and the energy wave spread.
Her face was streaked with tears, and she frantically dug through the rubble with hands unsuited for excavation, trying to unearth the figure who had shielded her at the critical moment.
The horrifying scene, so intense it was hard to breathe, made both Xuan Zi and Wang Yan momentarily forget to breathe. However, the Evil Soul Master, having successfully landed his blow, would certainly not miss this chance to escape.
A streak of light flashed out, casually grabbing a defenseless figure and tucking him under his arm, intending to seize the opportunity of Xuan Zi and Wang Yan's shock to find a way out.
He called himself the Death God Envoy, but he wasn't without self-awareness. Although that old man looked foolish, his cultivation was genuine, and he needed to temporarily avoid him.
If he were given ten more years, even a Titled Douluo would tremble and bow before him!
"Old Xuan, don't just stand there! Kill him, kill him!"
Seeing the culprit behind all this about to escape using unknown means, while Old Xuan, Shrek's second strongest, remained unresponsive, only staring blankly at everything, Wang Yan, the first to regain his senses, cried out desperately into Xuan Zi's ear, his voice tearing.
"What are you doing?!"
The heart-wrenching shouts from outside finally roused Xuan Zi, who had been too overwhelmed by extreme spiritual fluctuations to notice his surroundings. He looked at the streak of light that was about to vanish into the distance and cursed, "You scoundrel!"
Overwhelming Soul Power erupted from Xuan Zi, ready to destroy everything in his path. The Death God Envoy remained fearless, merely making a gesture to trigger a second Corpse Explosion, a sneer on his face. "Old man, try this again!"
For the second Corpse Explosion, the explosive material he used was naturally the thoroughly deceased Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan.
In the previous battle, Chen Zifeng's Soul Chasing Sword had been incredibly lethal, almost on par with Dai Yueheng's. Such extreme offensive power meant a lack of defense. Now, flesh and blood flew wildly, and many shattered bones and rotting pieces fell out.
A portion enveloped Xuan Zi, another fell towards the immobile Dai Yueheng, and some landed near Gongyang Mo, who was further back.
Yao Haoxuan's enlarged body was even less fortunate. His body, which had used the Gigantification Soul Skill to enhance his strength before his death, now became a tool for the Death God Envoy's escape, about to explode a second time as it writhed.
"Scoundrel!"
Xuan Zi cursed again. The two simultaneous explosions caused him a moment of indecision. It was this brief hesitation that made him witness two more grand fireworks displays!
He unleashed his profound Level 98 cultivation, trying to control Yao Haoxuan's body, which had been blown into two halves, to one spot. But before he could, the explosive fragments had already engulfed Xi Xi, who could no longer move!
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
In the second spectacular Corpse Explosion, Yao Haoxuan and Xi Xi were utterly annihilated in a flash of blood!
At the same time, Wang Yan watched in agony as the Soul Power Old Xuan had diverted to stop Chen Zifeng's Corpse Explosion was also a moment too slow. Several small fragments of remains landed next to Gongyang Mo, the most fragile member of the team, and near Dai Yueheng's arm.
It was over! A booming sound echoed, causing the cave to show signs of collapse. Wang Yan desperately pulled Ling Luochen, who was closest, further away, and then—
He watched helplessly as the Evil Soul Master's Fifth Soul Ring, three yellow and two purple, flashed, turning him into a wisp of smoke that slipped away from the stunned Old Xuan!
"No~! My children!"
Wang Yan cried out in sorrow, no longer able to tolerate Old Xuan's reaction speed and actions, which were severely mismatched with his cultivation. He cried out in anguish:
"Old man! Go chase him! Bei Bei was taken by him! He was taken!"
"What? Bei Bei was taken? You thief, don't you dare escape!"
Xuan Zi seemed to just now realize the gravity of the situation. Nine dazzling Soul Rings suddenly rose, his Seventh Soul Ring glowing brightly. A mournful ox roar shook the surroundings, his Level 98 cultivation fully displayed.
The massive Gluttonous Divine Ox turned around in the cave, charging out and leaving behind the tottering, collapsing cavern.
A Level 98 Super Douluo personally giving chase to a mere Soul King with three yellow and two purple Soul Rings—the Death God Envoy's record would surely shake ancient and modern times, making countless geniuses throughout history bow their heads.
"Waaah!"
A Super Douluo was still a Super Douluo. The mere shockwaves from activating their Martial Soul True Body sent Wang Yan and Ling Luochen flying, slamming them to the ground, unable to get back up.
Wang Yan vomited two mouthfuls of blood, clutching his chest, unsure how many ribs were broken. Despair filled his eyes.
He watched in despair as the cave collapsed, as broken rocks fell, as the Soul Tool Department seniors, who had fallen to the ground clutching He Caitou, and Dai Yueheng, who was protecting his younger siblings, were buried by giant boulders. Amidst the thunderous roar, there seemed to be the sound of a watermelon bursting – where did that come from? Wang Yan didn't know; he truly didn't know.
"You old fool, how did you even become a Super Douluo! And how did you lead this team! My children! Shrek's good children! You died so unjustly!"
It took over a decade of arduous effort, countless resources, and immense power to cultivate a genius into a Soul King or a Soul Emperor.
Yet, destroying them took only a brief moment.
Sometimes, it only took one single misjudgment from an old fool.
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