Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 326 Cat Plays with Mouse
in the afternoon.

A million rebel troops were stationed outside Baicao City.

The center of the rebel base.

Xue Kui was lying there leisurely with his legs crossed.

"Xue Leng" sat to one side, shaking her head and looking at the sky, as if waiting for something.

Two titled Douluo guarded him from the side.

One of the titled Douluo looked at Xue Kui and asked, "Junior Brother, is this alright?"

“Absolutely.” Anzhen, dressed as Xuekui, said.

An Zhen plays Xue Kui.

Old Song dressed up as Xue Leng.

Yan Shaozhe and Elder Zhuang impersonated the titled Douluo who originally protected Xue Kui and Xue Leng.

The entire army, except for those four who were alive, was entirely fake. The entire camp was simulated by An Zhen using mimicry, while the hundreds of thousands of prisoners were concealed by mimicry beneath the walls of Baicao City.

Firstly, Anzhen didn't need those two guys to fall into the trap.

All he needed to do was for those two guys to appear within his mental perception range.

Those two weren't particularly skilled in matters of the soul, and their mental strength was far weaker than An Zhen's. Leaving aside whether they could see through the disguise, An Zhen had used the Imprinting Authority to perfectly simulate the auras of Da Jun and Xue Kui and Xue Leng. The key issue was that Zhong Li and Wu Fengling's mental perception range was much smaller than An Zhen's, meaning An Zhen could detect them earlier within a certain distance.

In addition, there's the world.

If they dare to show up, those two guys definitely won't escape.

Second.

A battle at the Super Douluo level would have a far-reaching impact. If those soldiers stayed with them in this disguise, facing two Super Douluo-level evil soul masters, they would likely suffer heavy casualties. Some of them might deserve to die, but many more did not. Many, like Orange's father, were simply pitiful victims caught up in the war.

“Elder Song.” An Zhen looked at “Xue Leng” and said, “If those two guys get within five miles of us, I’ll give Feng Ling a soul strike. Even if she has a level nine mental defense soul tool, she’ll definitely feel bad after taking that hit.”

Level 9 defensive soul tool.

The high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult, who had long been lurking within the Sun Moon Empire, naturally understood the importance of level-nine soul tools. They themselves were also level-nine soul tool masters, and An Zhen suspected that these two might be carrying some. After all, during the suppression of the Holy Spirit Cult, those high-ranking members possessed high-level soul tools, even level-nine ones.

"Hmm." Old Song's eyes narrowed slightly as he conserved his energy. He seemed like an arrow ready to be released at any moment, but this sharpness was quickly concealed by a mental fluctuation.

There is one hour left until the agreed time.

An Zhen looked at Zhong Liwu and Feng Ling reflected in the virtual world, and only after the two had run dozens of kilometers did she speak, "They've arrived."

Forty-five kilometers.

Yan Shaozhe: !
Yan Shaozhe stared wide-eyed at An Zhen in disbelief.

no? !
Junior brother, can you perceive such a great distance?

“Just some ability,” Anzhen said.

Even a Soul Master with strong mental power can detect objects within a 30-kilometer radius using the Sun and Moon Divine Needle. How much more so in his virtual world!

"Get ready," Old Song said.

Yan Shaozhe adjusted his state.

He parted ways with his first love from years ago, and they were about to meet again, but they had become enemies, and that person had become his uncle's wife.

Thirty kilometers.

"Ten kilometers."

When Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling were about six miles away from them, the two suddenly slowed down, but did not stop moving forward.

"Make your move!" An Zhen's soul voice echoed in their ears.

Reflection·Spirit Eyes
Soul impact.

A powerful and boundless spiritual force gathered into a needle, shooting into Feng Ling's brow at a speed exceeding that of light. Suddenly, one of the two people in black robes who were traveling in the air stopped, and even seemed to be about to fall from the sky.

As expected, it possesses a level nine soul defense soul tool.

"Wow!"

A high-pitched, clear eagle cry resounded through the sky the moment An Zhen's soul echoed. A blue divine eagle with a wingspan of hundreds of meters appeared, riding the wind like an arrow released from a bow, transforming into an incomparably sharp blue spiritual light, rushing straight towards the two figures clad in black robes in the air.

"Ambush!" Zhongli Wu instantly became alert when he saw his wife's unsteady stance. He instinctively wanted to run away with Feng Ling, but before he could even reach out, a powerful and chaotic mental storm attempted to invade his mental sea. His level nine mental defense soul tool was triggered immediately, but his attempt to rescue her was a beat too slow.

"what!"

A painful groan escaped Feng Ling's lips. At the cost of her level-nine mental defense soul tool being almost destroyed, Feng Ling, though weakened, ultimately withstood the attack. As a veteran Super Douluo, she did not hesitate at all, directly releasing her Martial Soul True Body, which provides the greatest boost to a Soul Master.

A colossal, dark phoenix appeared high in the sky. Somber and malevolent, it seemed poised to crush the heavens. Soldiers patrolling the city walls immediately ducked back into their shells. A pair of purple wings, hundreds of meters long, unfurled, turning a patch of sky a purplish-black. Ripples spread through the air, accompanied by sharp, piercing howls, and the strained, contorted faces of the phoenix struggling in agony.

At that moment, a beam of azure divine light arrived.

It brought a storm that seemed to sweep across the heavens and earth. The fierce gale was like countless sharp blades, tearing Feng Ling's long robe and revealing her beautiful figure wearing black scale armor. The speed of the storm did not decrease at all. It stretched out a beak that seemed to be made of blue gale and pierced into Feng Ling's heart.

"boom!"

Just as the Vice Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult was about to perish, a blue light emanated from her body, transforming into a protective shield that directly isolated the surrounding azure storm. Countless azure divine eagles frantically attacked the shield, but this perfect opportunity had ultimately been missed.

"Another level nine soul tool!" Old Song's figure appeared in the air, her brows furrowed. Although she was not a level eight soul tool master like her daughter Xian Lin'er, she still had some knowledge.

But there is some good news as well.

Despite not being destroyed by the assassination attempt of a Super Douluo, this level-nine soul tool is no longer capable of unleashing its power in the short term.

"He certainly has a lot of good stuff on him." An Zhen's figure appeared in the void. "Senior brother, you see? Soul guidance technology is an indispensable part of a soul master."

"I know, but there really isn't any room to reduce the Spirit Department's budget any further," Yan Shaozhe said helplessly. This was the truth. The purchase of level-nine spirit tools had used up some of the Spirit Department's budget, and he had been subsidizing the Spirit Department students with his own savings for the time being. He wouldn't be able to recover until next month.

A radiant phoenix, no weaker than Feng Ling, appeared alongside a flourishing tree of life. The aura of light and life, like sunlight illuminating darkness, influenced the world and resisted the evil aura brought by the two super Douluo-level evil soul masters.

The two, along with An Zhen and Old Song, formed a triangle, surrounding Zhong Liwu and Feng Ling.

"I know, I was just mentioning it," An Zhen said casually, showing no sign of the tension that a great battle was about to break out. "Afterwards, I'll raid the homes of the traitorous nobles to see if I can secure a batch of soul tool orders for the academy and improve the basic infrastructure of the Douling Empire. Senior brother, you can talk to Dean Qian about getting a discount then."

An angry roar interrupted the conversation.

"Yan Shaozhe!" The purple-black phoenix looked at the bright phoenix with its blood-red eyes full of ferocity.

Unlike Feng Ling's anger, Zhong Liwu was remarkably calm. He didn't even release his Martial Soul True Form. Dropping his black robe, the handsome man with short silver hair glanced at the Shrek Academy members, his gaze settling on An Zhen.

"You're the one who just ambushed us?"

"A sneak attack?" An Zhen looked at Zhong Liwu with amusement, her mental fluctuations rippling behind her, her thoughts materializing and displaying a scene.

It was a vast plain, and two people dressed in black robes were moving quickly in one direction.

"You can't say that."

"I watched you two idiots run for dozens of miles," An Zhen said mockingly. "You didn't even realize you were weak, so how can you blame others for ambushing you?"

Zhongliwu: ...

Zhong Liwu, who had been calm, was now ashen-faced, not because of the other party's attitude, but because, as An Zhen had said, they had run dozens of kilometers without being detected by the enemy.

"Are you An Zhen?" Zhong Liwu looked at the handsome young man and recalled a piece of intelligence he had obtained in the past.

“Exactly.” An Zhen nodded. “In a few months, the disciple of Dragon God Douluo will become the new, and the youngest and most powerful, Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion in history!”

"Then should I say congratulations?" Zhongli Wu's eyes narrowed slightly. He remembered that, according to the intelligence, this An Zhen was quite young.

“Then let’s take your head as a congratulatory gift.” An Zhen locked onto Zhong Liwu with her mental power. “No need to test us anymore. There are only a few of us here today. Our teacher and Elder Xuan are not here.”

"How dare you be so arrogant!" Six black and three red soul rings, a ratio beyond ordinary people's understanding, appeared next to Zhongli Wu. There was not much aura revealed, but the sky suddenly darkened. The terrifying energy fluctuation startled the three elders.

Zhongli Wu knew that with An Zhen, whose spiritual perception was almost godlike, and Qingying Divine Eagle, whose speed was even faster than his and Feng Ling's, they had to fight this battle regardless of whether the Limit Douluo of Shrek Academy was present. They had to at least severely injure these two people so that they could not pursue them. Otherwise, they would not be able to get rid of these two people's entanglement, their whereabouts would be constantly exposed, and they would eventually face the encirclement and annihilation of the Limit Douluo.

even……

Zhongli Wu stared at An Zhen, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

This man must die!
Although he couldn't sense the other party's aura, perhaps they were carrying some kind of treasure, such abnormal mental perception, coupled with An Zhen's young age, meant they would undoubtedly become a major threat to his Holy Spirit Cult in the future!

"You're the one who's arrogant!"

A white-haired beauty and a forest-green twin-tailed loli appeared behind Anzhen. A terrifyingly cold force swept over them, and goose-feather snow covered the sky and earth. A beam of ice-blue light pierced through the sky and earth. The terrifying power disrupted the celestial phenomena, and the space seemed to be frozen. A chill spread in all directions, and the whole world seemed to have become a paradise of ice and snow. The evil power that the Holy Spirit Cult's leader and deputy leader had unleashed was dispelled as a result.

The boy stood in the void, like a god who wields ice and snow descending to earth to judge evil and filth:
"After those two bastards, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, were executed by the Regent of the Sun Moon Empire, instead of fleeing overseas like stray dogs, you dared to continue to harm the masses!"

(End of this chapter)