Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 113 concludes with one death and one injury—a truly astonishing feat.

"Little brat, I've finally caught you."

Zhong Lidi looked at the boy who was so close to him and revealed a ferocious smile. He was a peak Soul Douluo and one of the three brothers, but he was being played around by this kid.

A flashy, over-the-top move that made him want to die.

He simply couldn't imagine how a person could have so many moves.

"Die!"

The staff swung down.

A thick black mist formed from the tip of the staff and then rushed rapidly toward Su Wen and his companion.

At the same time, a black spirit ring rose beneath his feet.

Clearly, he was determined.

midair.

The flying soul tool had already been acquired, leaving only Wang Dong'er's Goddess of Light Butterfly for flight. This was why they were able to catch up so quickly. The two were enveloped in a layer of light cocoon, but if they didn't act soon, it would be too late. They couldn't withstand the full force of a peak Soul Douluo's attack with their bare bodies.

And the next moment.

Su Wen suddenly opened his eyes.

A pale blue light shone in Wang Dong'er's pupils.

Their bodies seemed to merge, reaching a certain critical point.

The emerald green and sky blue blended perfectly together.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone.

A goddess-like figure descended.

It seemed to carry an aura of pressure from the ancient past.

Her eyes were ethereal and indifferent, casting a gaze as if looking down on ants, even more imposing than the Snow Maiden. Her flowing blue dress swayed gently, in sync with Su Wen, who was protected behind her.

"The Emperor's Sword!"

Su Wen uttered two words.

The same applies to women.

The ice crystal longsword in his hand slowly condensed, and then he slashed out with it.

"Get out of here!!!"

Zhongli Tian roared.

His expression was terrified. The feeling of being so close to death made his scalp tingle. Although it was unlikely to kill him, it would definitely traumatize him!

They wanted to get away unscathed...

But it's too late.

Zhongli was closest to them, only a step away, when he was struck by an imperial sword.

Frost spread silently across his body, and Zhongli felt a numbness in half of his body. He was terrified; half of his body was paralyzed!

And what's even more terrifying is.

Zhongli Di's eighth soul skill, the dense black mist surging around his body, was also frozen. The terrifying chill spread and raged within his body, and for a moment, he fell from mid-air.

"Damn it!"

Zhong Litian gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"You little beast, you're asking for death!"

Upon seeing his second brother injured, Zhong Liren instinctively acted out of brotherly bond, summoning his beast spirit and charging towards Su Wen and his companion.

But the next moment, the boy curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Emperor's Palm!"

Su Wen quickly stepped closer to Zhong Liren, and the goddess's palm touched his chest.

"No!" Zhongli Tian casually caught Zhongli Di, whose half of his body was frozen and trapped for a moment, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"boom!"

The chill, as brilliant as fireworks, bloomed within Zhongli's body.

Countless ice spikes condensed on his chest, visibly taking over his dantian, heart, and countless large and small blood vessels, before springing out from his back like a hedgehog bursting out of Zhongli's heart.

"Pfft~" Su Wen's lips curled up as he made the voiceover.

Zhong Liren's eyes were bloodshot. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the devastating wound on his chest. His heart was riddled with holes by countless tiny ice spikes, his dantian was destroyed, and countless blood vessels had burst.

Then, it fell silently.

He was buried in this dense forest.

"You little beast, I'll kill you!!!" Zhong Litian roared. His third brother's life force was fading at a visible speed, and it was now probably impossible to save him.

The three are bound by blood and share a deep bond; even if only one of them dies, it would be a tremendous blow to the other two.

"Don't be angry."

Su Wen's face paled for a moment, but he still wore a smile.

"My feud with your Holy Spirit Cult has only just begun..."

"Beast!" Before Zhongli Tian could launch his next attack, several figures had already rushed out from the city wall.

They sped toward this place.

The leader moved like a shooting star, his pale blue soul power vast and gentle, and the restored moonlight had already shone on Su Wen.

"die!"

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious blood moon crashed down on Zhongli Tian.

……

Shrek Walls.

"Clap clap~"

"Excellent fight."

Xian Lin'er shook her head, her expression filled with emotion, "I didn't expect him to have a trump card at such a crucial moment... I almost couldn't resist making a move."

He is a powerhouse at the Super Douluo level.

The moment the signal flare was launched, less than a second later, they arrived at the top of Shrek City and witnessed the entire life-or-death struggle. Su Wen's endless trump cards and several close calls almost made them unable to resist taking action.

But the final outcome was...

Aside from being overwhelmed with their soul power, Su Wen and Wang Dong were basically unharmed.

However, of the three evil spirit masters who were pursuing them, one was killed and another was injured (temporarily incapacitated).

This record is already quite astonishing.

"Does he possess a unique skill of fusion between his martial soul and the Goddess of Light Butterfly?" Elder Lin pondered.

"Yes." Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly without any change in expression, but he was equally confused. However, as the dean of the Martial Soul Department, how could he not know anything when asked?
"Now that we've made it to Le Xuan and the others, we old folks have fulfilled our duty, hahaha! Each generation is truly better than the last. When will we finally be swept off our feet?" Old Zhuang laughed heartily.

Of course, bringing him along was purely for logistical support.

If Su Wen were to get into trouble, he would give him his skills without hesitation.

But as for those three evil spirit masters...

Do you expect him to save them?

……

Poseidon Pavilion.

top layer.

The spacious conference room contained only Yan Shaozhe and Mu En.

The latter kept his eyes closed, gently tapping the wooden handle, and only slowly opened his eyes after a long while: "Shao Zhe, what can you deduce from this matter?"

“They’ve got their eyes on Xiao Wen,” Yan Shaozhe said decisively.

"And it is highly valued."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have sent the Zhongli brothers."

“Not bad.” Moon nodded slightly.

"The Zhongli brothers, who were once powerful and influential, suddenly disappeared like a dark cloud. And... there's even a master comparable to Elder Xuan. Elder Mu, this Holy Spirit Sect is truly beyond my imagination." Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Should we...?" he asked, his eyes questioning.

"Do not."

Moon shook his head.

"In fact, the Holy Spirit Cult has a much deeper foundation than you imagine. What has surfaced now is just the tip of the iceberg."

"What?!" Yan Shaozhe's pupils dilated in shock.

Is this just the tip of the iceberg?
"Notify all departments of the academy to strengthen defenses and shrink the area the academy is expanding outwards in the near future. All the elders should also pay attention... Well, I'll talk about these things myself when we convene the Sea God Pavilion meeting."

"Also, don't forget to prepare for the Continental Soul Master Tournament..."

"Yes!"

Yan Shaozhe nodded with a heavy heart and took his leave.

P.S.: Two more chapters at 10 PM

(End of this chapter)