Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 219 Xuanzi's Beheading
In the world of Soul Masters, "might makes right" is an unchanging rule. Even those Soul Masters who rely on powerful backgrounds and intimidate others ultimately depend on the strength of their backers. This is a deeply ingrained mentality of admiring the strong.

Ultimately, this stems from the fact that in the Douluo Continent, only those with sufficient strength can truly earn the respect of others. Even Yu Xiaogang, the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch, suffered endless scorn within his family due to his low innate soul power and meager strength.

Just then, Kong Deming led several people to fly up to the high platform. His eyes were like torches, sharp as unsheathed swords, as he slowly swept over the crowd below.

An immense pressure emanated from him, instantly silencing the previously noisy audience below, all the commotion vanishing completely.

Kong Deming spoke slowly, his voice carrying clearly throughout the hall: "Since everyone is quiet, I will say a few words. You have all come here today to verify whether Xuanzi has truly committed a crime. I can guarantee that Xuanzi is indeed guilty of numerous sins, and has already been tried by Shrek Academy itself. Hongchen, bring Xuanzi up."

After he finished speaking, he stood with his hands behind his back, his expression dignified.

Jing Hongchen immediately stepped forward with Xuanzi, who was bound by heavy chains, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Elder Kong, the person has been brought."

Meanwhile, Shrek Academy...

Old Song's gaze was fixed on Kong Deming on the high platform. His brows furrowed slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. He muttered to himself, "Is this Kong Deming?"

He stared at the other person's restrained yet extremely oppressive aura, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the corner of his sleeve, clearly gauging the strength of this powerful figure from the Sun Moon Empire.

At this moment, Mu En walked over slowly. He hadn't returned to the Mingyue Grand Hotel yesterday, but instead found an inconspicuous inn to drown his sorrows in alcohol. The strong smell of alcohol in the room couldn't suppress the melancholy in his heart; that heaviness and disappointment were something no one could understand. At this moment, his eyes were clearly weary as he gazed at the scene on the high platform, his expression complex and unreadable.

"Mr. Mu."

"teacher."

As Mu En approached, the Shrek Academy members turned around and bowed respectfully, their voices filled with undisguised concern. The shock from yesterday's Xuanzi incident had not yet subsided, and seeing Mu En looking haggard, their hearts weighed even heavier, yet they did not know how to offer words of comfort.

Moon's voice was low and hoarse, carrying an undeniable resolve, as he slowly spoke: "There's something you need to remember. After the competition ends, when you return to the Sea God Pavilion, you must announce it—Xuanzi has been expelled from Shrek Academy."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before him, and said, word by word, "As for the final course of action—it is death."

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the expressions on the faces of the Shrek members instantly became extremely solemn. No one had expected such an outcome.

Yan Shaozhe frowned, his tone hesitant: "Teacher, isn't this... going too far?"

Moon turned sharply to look at him, his eyes blazing with suppressed rage, his voice rising abruptly: "Overdone? Do you know what he did?" His question was laced with unspeakable pain, as if every word was stained with blood.

Mu Ligge pulled Yan Shaozhe aside and talked about Xuanzi.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hesitation on his face was instantly replaced by shock. His lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

Mu En's voice suddenly turned stern, carrying a terrifying authority as it swept over everyone present: "I'm making this clear—from now on, anyone who dares to follow Xuan Zi's example, resorting to any means to gain power and disregarding human life, will have their martial spirit destroyed and be expelled from the academy without exception!"

These words struck like a thunderbolt, resounding with unwavering force. The Shrek Academy members all stood with their heads bowed, none daring to utter a single word of rebuttal. A chill ran through them, and they clearly sensed the unyielding resolve in Moon's words. Then, Kong Deming turned around, his gaze returning to the thousands of people below the stage. His voice, amplified by his soul power, clearly echoed in every corner: "Gentlemen, today I will let you all witness firsthand the heinous crimes committed by this once-respected elder of Shrek Academy."

He raised his hand and a water mirror appeared out of thin air on the high platform. The light and shadow in the mirror flowed and revealed the village that had been slaughtered. Bloodstains were everywhere among the broken walls and ruins. The place where smoke once rose from the chimneys was now only deathly silent. Occasionally, there were scattered children's toys and congealed bloodstains, which were shocking to see.

“Three months ago, Xuanzi infiltrated this village to help himself break through his own power, greedily devouring the life force of more than 300 people in the village. Men, women, and children were all killed.” Kong Deming’s voice was as cold as iron. “These innocent lives became sacrifices for his pursuit of power, and it wasn’t just our Sun Moon Empire, but also our friends from the Douluo Three Kingdoms.”

The image in the water mirror continued to shift. Although Xuanzi's ferocious and fanatical appearance was blurred, it was enough for the crowd below to clearly see his crimes. In an instant, exclamations and angry curses rose and fell. The previous curiosity and speculation about Xuanzi had all turned into overwhelming rage.

Kong Deming abruptly stopped speaking, turning his gaze to Mu En and the others below the stage, his tone deliberately calm: "The evidence is conclusive and plain for all to see. As a senior member of Shrek Academy, Xuanzi has committed such a crime, and it is only right that Shrek Academy itself should make the judgment."

He stepped aside to make way, gesturing with his chin towards Mu En: "Now, let's invite Shrek Academy to judge Xuanzi." The platform fell silent instantly, all eyes focused on Mu En—some expectant, some scrutinizing, and some waiting to see him fail. Those gazes were tangible, suffocating him. Mu En's body seemed to have all its strength drained away in an instant; his once straight spine hunched slightly, revealing a hint of old age. He walked step by step towards the center of the platform, each step feeling like he was treading on heavy lead.

Seeing this, Mu Ligge quickly grabbed him, thinking he was going to plead for Xuanzi, but Mu En only turned his head to look at him, his eyes showing no wavering.

“Ancestor Xuan,” Mu Ligge said in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity, “He possesses the power of gluttony, and ordinary methods are insufficient to completely kill him.” With that, he raised his hand and handed over a sword—the blade was as black as ink, yet a faint dark red light flowed along its edge, and an overwhelming aura of destruction rushed over, as if it could devour all life around it.

"use this."

Xuanzi's gaze fell upon the sword in Mu En's hand, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the arrogance on his face was instantly replaced by extreme terror. His voice trembled: "You actually obtained His power?!"

He struggled to retreat, the chains binding him creaking, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror—that power was a forbidden existence that even the power of gluttony feared.

Because this is a sword of the [Destruction Envoy], it's not something he can resist.

"No! Elder Mu! I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Xuanzi struggled violently, oblivious to the excruciating pain of the chains digging into his flesh, his eyes filled with terror. "I'll never do it again, please spare me this time! I'll do anything!"

Moon's grip on the sword remained unwavering, his eyes as cold as ice. Looking at his pathetic state, he uttered only a chilling sentence: "You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

The indifference in that tone was more despairing to Xuanzi than any rebuke.

Mu En walked up the platform step by step, each step as steady as a bell, shutting out the surrounding noise and gazes. He stood in front of Xuanzi, his voice carrying a heavy sincerity through his soul power: "As for Xuanzi's matter, it is my fault for failing to discipline him properly."

He raised his hand, the dark light of the sword of destruction gleaming with a cold sharpness in the sunlight, his gaze sweeping over the thousands of witnesses below the stage: "Today, before all of you, I will personally cleanse the house, to comfort the souls of those who died unjustly."

Once the words were spoken, there was no further hesitation.

Moon's eyes were now completely calm. With a flick of his wrist, the Holy Sword of Destruction, enveloped in a monstrous dark light, slashed down.

The light wasn't dazzling, but it carried a destructive power that devoured everything, instantly covering Xuanzi's entire body. The gluttonous power within him that had once made him so proud was instantly melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, leaving not even a trace.

Xuanzi didn't even have time to scream before his body was torn apart and crushed by the overwhelming destructive power, turning into countless tiny specks of light that were eventually completely annihilated in the air, as if they had never existed.

The high platform was deathly silent, with only the lingering aura of destruction drifting gently in the wind.

Xuanzi died just like that.

Even that wicked soul was completely disintegrated under the force of destruction, leaving no trace. It was as if all the glory and sins of his life had vanished with the fall of that sword light.

Below the platform, all was silent. Everyone was stunned by the swift and decisive outcome, and their gazes toward Moon held a complex mix of emotions—awe, sighs, and a deep apprehension at Shrek Academy's resolute "cleaning house."

Kong Deming looked at the scene on the high platform where the dust had settled, a subtle glint of something unusual flashed in his eyes, and then he said loudly, "Dragon God Douluo's actions were decisive and ruthless. He not only upheld the rules of Shrek Academy, but also gave an explanation to the world. Such courage is truly admirable."

Mu En slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Kong Deming. His voice was hoarse from the recent upheaval, yet he still maintained the composure of a strong man: "Lord Silver Moon, is there anything else?"

Kong Deming addressed the crowd below the stage, saying, "The matter is settled for today. Everyone may leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he led the group of people around him and turned to leave, and the atmosphere on the platform relaxed. The crowd below remained silent for a moment before gradually stirring and dispersing in twos and threes. However, each person still had the shock lingering on their face, and they whispered among themselves about the thrilling scene they had just witnessed.

(End of this chapter)