Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 444 Hunting Souls at Sea
The group began to break up into smaller groups and disperse to reduce the risk.

During this period, news from various channels was gradually gathered, and the situation was not optimistic.

The Tang Clan headquarters also suffered heavy losses in the attack, with a large number of elite disciples sacrificing their lives.

The master craftsman Zhenhua was also attacked by an unidentified powerful figure. Fortunately, his disciple Muyi was at the Forging Masters Association at the time, learning Heavenly Forging from him.

At the critical moment, Mu Yi unleashed the Platinum Awakening of his original martial soul, relying on his powerful physical body and the tenacious vitality of the ultimate wood to fight against the powerful enemy, buying precious time for Mu Ye to arrive in time to provide support, thus protecting Zhen Hua.

The Tang Clan's businesses have been subjected to comprehensive suppression. The branches of Xuan Shi Tang Clan Company in various parts of the Federation have been frequently attacked. The military forces that had previously cooperated closely have also changed their attitude drastically, completely terminating all cooperation with the Tang Clan. The speed and decisiveness of their break-up were clearly premeditated.

The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, which could have provided assistance, had already been completely emptied by Gula, so it was impossible for it to provide Tang Wulin with a 100,000-year-old soul spirit.

Faced with such a dire situation, the surviving core members of Shrek Academy unanimously decided to venture into the vast ocean to hunt sea spirit beasts in order to obtain the soul spirits necessary to rebuild the academy and restore Yunming's strength.

At this moment, regulations protecting soul beasts and ecological balance are no longer of concern; survival and revenge are the top priorities.

Bai Yuan originally planned to set off for the Blood God Legion as soon as possible to try to devour the energy of the abyss, but he was also full of curiosity about what kind of opportunities Tang Wulin, the "chosen one," would encounter in the ocean.

Moreover, strictly speaking, as an elite member of the inner academy, he is considered a member of the Shrek Seven Devils, and might be able to "get some benefits" from it.

So he temporarily put aside his idea of ​​joining the Blood God Legion and set off with the team.

The Donghai City Wharf was shrouded in deep night.
The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, brushed against the solemn faces of the group. They boarded in batches a rather old and unremarkable cargo ship called the "Conch".

This is one of the properties that the Tang Sect has secretly preserved. The captain is a taciturn old Soul Master with a scar on his face. He respectfully bowed to Wu Changkong and then silently directed the sailors to set sail.

"Once we reach the sea, we shall follow the instructions of the sea and Mr. Yun."

Wu Changkong addressed the group, temporarily changing his form of address to avoid revealing Yun Ming's identity. He looked at Yun Ming, whose face was still pale, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Yun Ming nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the young yet resolute faces, and said softly, "The sea is unpredictable, fraught with danger, but it also contains opportunities. Take this time to rest, because once we enter the deep sea, there will be no more peaceful sleep."

The initial part of the voyage was uneventful, and no accidents occurred under the protection of the two powerful figures, Wu Changkong and Feng Wuyu, who still exuded a chilling aura even after losing his arm.

Three days later, the ship entered the deep sea area.

The ship sailed on the dark blue sea, and all around, there was only the water and sky merging into one color.

Yun Ming stood alone at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze ruffling his slightly disheveled hair. He closed his eyes, and his vast spiritual power, like invisible ripples, continuously spread into the deep sea.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them: "Found it. About three thousand meters below the port side, a large starfish colony, whose leader is nearly ninety thousand years old."

The crowd immediately gathered around.

"I'll lure it away!" A burly man named Haider, a water-type Soul Saint, patted his chest. His two-word battle armor, "Tide," glowed with a pale blue light. "In the water, it might not be able to catch me!"

"Be careful of its mental interference and devouring abilities," Yun Ming warned, his voice steady. "Strike and retreat immediately; do not linger in battle."

"Understood!" Haider grinned, his figure gliding silently into the sea like a fish, leaving only a ripple.

On the deck, the atmosphere instantly became tense. Tang Wulin gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly, while Bai Yuan leaned casually against the ship's railing, his gaze fixed on the sea.

About an incense stick's time later, the seawater below suddenly surged violently and turned murky.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "boom", a huge pink figure burst out of the water, bringing up a spray of water everywhere!
It was a giant starfish with a diameter of over ten meters, its pink skin covered with eerie fluorescent patterns, and dozens of thick tentacles waving wildly. It was the 90,000-year-old Pink Demon Starfish!
It seemed to be completely enraged, its mouthparts at its core opened, emitting a silent mental shriek that made some of the lower-level students on the deck dizzy.

"Mental intimidation!"

Yun Ming let out a low shout. Although his soul power was weak, his pure spiritual power, which belonged to the god level, descended like Mount Tai pressing down!

The pink starfish froze instantly, and the speed at which it was moving its tentacles noticeably slowed down.

"Do it!"

Wu Changkong's cold voice rang out, and the Heavenly Frost Sword was drawn, its extremely cold sword intent instantly freezing several tentacles.

Tang Wulin leaped out like a golden lightning bolt, his Golden Dragon Spear piercing straight into the core area with unparalleled power.

The other students also unleashed their soul skills, their light flashing as they bombarded the massive body of the pink demon starfish.

The battle was intense but brief. Under Yun Ming's mental suppression and the siege of the others, the Pink Demon Starfish was quickly covered in wounds and its energy waned.

"Bai Yuan, it's up to you now!" Wu Changkong shouted.

Bai Yuan then slowly stepped forward. He stretched out his palm, which seemed to contain a tiny black hole vortex, and gently pressed it onto the dying body of the pink demon starfish.

"What is he doing?" a student asked in a low voice.

"It seems to be extracting souls... creating spirits?"

"Such bizarre methods, unlike those of a normal spirit medium..."

Ignoring the discussions, Bai Yuan focused his mental energy, guiding the pink demon starfish's raging soul power, while using his fingers as a brush to draw complex silver runes in the air.

The runes carried an ancient and profound aura as they slowly imprinted themselves into the very essence of the soul beast's soul.

A moment later, a soft pink ball of light formed in his palm, with the faint outline of a miniature starfish visible inside.

"It's done." Bai Yuan handed the soul to Yun Ming. "The quality is acceptable. Its ability to amplify mental power and control tentacles should be quite good."

Yun Ming accepted the gift, sensing the pure soul power within. He nodded to Bai Yuan and said politely, "Thank you for your trouble." He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the energy. As a massive amount of energy surged in, his body trembled slightly, and sweat beaded on his forehead due to his weakened state, but his aura steadily increased.

When he opened his eyes again, four soul rings appeared beneath his feet, and his soul power fluctuations stabilized at the Soul Master level.

"We did it!" The trainees let out a low cheer, and long-lost smiles appeared on their faces.

In the following days, they successfully hunted down an 80,000-year-old demonic soul great white shark to serve as Yun Ming's second soul spirit. Yun Ming's cultivation level recovered to the Soul King level.

But the continuous killings also brought trouble.

One morning, a lookout sailor sounded an urgent alarm: "A large number of sea spirits are approaching! We are surrounded!"

On the sea surface surrounding the fleet, countless dorsal fins and ferocious heads appeared, and all kinds of fish, snakes, and crustacean spirit beasts swarmed in, including many that were tens of thousands of years old.

"It's revenge! We've killed too many soul beasts here!" Feng Wuyu's one arm transformed into a dragon claw, his expression grave.

"Prepare for battle!" Wu Changkong's voice was icy, and the Heavenly Frost Sword Intent spread out, causing the sea around the ship to begin to freeze.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, a 50,000-year-old thunder eel, over 20 meters long and crackling with violent electric snakes, stood out. The high-voltage current it released caused several trainees to suffer losses.

"Wu Lin, that electric eel!" Xie Xie shouted, "Its lightning power is incredibly strong!"

A golden light flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes as he sensed the faint trace of dragon blood within the other's body: "It suits me perfectly!"

He took the initiative to meet the attack, unleashing his golden dragon body to withstand the electric current. His dragon might spread as he engaged in a fierce battle with the thunderous electric eel.

Bai Yuan moved back and forth on the deck, and wherever a soul beast was killed, he would immediately go forward to process its soul and create a soul spirit.

His movements became increasingly fluid, and the quality of the spirits he created was significantly higher than that of ordinary spirit mediums.

"Just how strong is this guy?" Le Zhengyu couldn't help but glance at Bai Yuan while releasing holy light to purify the soul beast.

The beast tide not only did not subside, but intensified.

Finally, two terrifying auras rose from the deep sea, causing the entire sea area to tremble.

It was a 100,000-year-old blue-spined tuna with a streamlined body and sharp blue bone spikes extending from its head like a knight's lance. It was so fast that it left a blur in sight.

On the other side was a two-headed dragon turtle that looked like a small island, with one head spewing high-pressure water cannons and the other controlling a rock barrier, making it incredibly strong defensively.

"Finally, something decent has arrived." Yun Ming stood up, his gaze fixed on the blue-spined tuna. "Its speed and aggressiveness are just what I need."

"Sect Master, your soul power..." Tang Wulin said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter."

Yun Ming's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable confidence: "Chang Kong, you take some men to restrain the dragon turtle. Wu Lin, Feng Wuyu, you two come with me to deal with this fish. Bai Yuan, prepare to collect the soul spirit."

The battle instantly intensified. The Bluethorn Tuna transformed into a streak of blue lightning, relentlessly assaulting the ship's defenses.

Although Yun Ming could not use powerful soul skills, his god-level combat awareness and mental prediction were brought to their peak. He could always point out the tuna's attack trajectory in advance and direct Tang Wulin and Le Zhengyu to intercept and counterattack.

"Three meters to port, a sudden thrust underwater!"

"Feng Wuyu, block its retreat!"

"Wu Lin, Golden Dragon Shakes the Heavens, Clash Head-on!"

Under Yun Ming's precise "command", the three cooperated perfectly. In the end, Tang Wulin seized an opportunity, and with the help of Le Zhengyu's holy light, the Golden Dragon Spear pierced into the relatively weak gills of the Bluethorn Tuna!

Yun Ming's mental attack, which concentrated all his soul power, completely shattered its soul core.

The enormous bluespin tuna floated to the surface, lifeless.

On the other side, the two-headed dragon turtle was also exhausted under the fierce attack of Wu Changkong, Yuanen Yehui and others.

It sensed the unfathomable spiritual pressure emanating from Yun Ming, and even more so, the dragon clan's suppression originating from the pinnacle of bloodline emanating from Tang Wulin.

The two heads looked at each other and simultaneously let out a low, submissive whimper, their soul waves transmitting to Tang Wulin.

"It...it's willing to become my soul?" Tang Wulin was both surprised and delighted.

Yun Ming nodded slightly: "It is quite intelligent and knows how to assess the situation. Absorb it; this is your opportunity."

Amidst the envious and expectant gazes of the crowd, Tang Wulin successfully signed a soul contract with the 100,000-year-old two-headed dragon turtle.

A month later, the "Conch" quietly returned home, laden with its harvest and exhausted.

On the deck, Yun Ming absorbed the soul of the 100,000-year-old Bluethorn Tuna, and his cultivation level recovered to that of a Title Douluo. Although he was still far from his peak, he now had the ability to protect himself.

He gazed at the gradually clearing coastline in the distance, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

“Brother Ming,” Ya Li walked to his side and gently took his hand, “we will definitely rebuild Shrek Academy.”

Yun Ming grasped her hand in return and nodded vigorously.

Bai Yuan watched this scene, then glanced at Tang Wulin, who was familiarizing himself with the power of his new soul spirit on the deck, and thought to himself, "He is indeed extraordinary, blessed by destiny. However, it's time to go and see the Blood God Legion."

He turned and walked towards the cabin, beginning to plan his next move.
(End of this chapter)