Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 332 Two Dragons
Before Tiandou City, the sun hung in the sky. Although it was not yet noon, the sunlight still dispelled some of the surrounding chill.

Not far outside the city, tens of thousands of troops of the Sun Moon Empire were on high alert. Their armor, engraved with sun and moon patterns, completely covered the snow on the ground. From a distance, they looked like a dark, endless mass.

However, despite assembling such a large army, the Sun Moon Empire had no intention of attacking Tiandou City.

Before the military formation, more than ten figures stood in mid-air, seemingly waiting for something.

A moment later, several figures finally appeared on the top of Tian Dou City. Leading them was none other than Xuan Zi, the strongest person in Shrek Academy at the moment, a level 98 Super Douluo.

Xuanzi looked around and, with his perception, he could naturally sense that many eyes were focused on this place, whether openly or secretly. Those people might just be ordinary Soul Masters, or they might be hidden masters.

This duel between Shrek Academy and the Sun Moon Empire has unknowingly attracted the attention of the entire Douluo Continent, with more than half of the titled Douluo on the continent appearing here, either openly or secretly.

"As expected of Shrek Academy, their timing is exactly as we planned." Zhongli Wu slowly took a step forward, his voice carrying far with the fluctuations of his soul power.

A deep yellow light shone around Xuanzi, and his figure also rose into the air. He had changed his clothes; although they weren't extravagant, they were quite appropriate and different from his usual attire.

"I have nothing to say to you evil spirit masters. Since you've agreed to a duel here, bring the person out."

"Hahaha." Zhongli Wu wasn't annoyed at all, and laughed loudly. "It seems you have some misunderstandings about our Holy Sect, but it doesn't matter, the person you want is right here."

As he spoke, he turned around and glanced behind him. Feng Ling, who was beside him, grabbed Yan Shaozhe and flew into the air.

After some time apart, Yan Shaozhe had become quite listless, his face visibly thinner, and even his breathing seemed somewhat intermittent.

"What did you do to Shao Zhe?" Xuan Zi frowned. He had just shouted the word "you" out loud when his tone suddenly changed as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"You mean him?" Zhongli Wu looked back again. "He owes us a debt, which he naturally has to repay. But you can rest assured, he has a deep connection with our sect, and his life is not in danger."

"You're talking nonsense!" Xian Lin'er shouted from the top of Tian Dou City, flying into the air. "This is utter blatant lies! How could the people of Shrek Academy have anything to do with you evil soul masters!"

Zhongli Wu chuckled lightly, but didn't want to explain anything further.

Xuanzi, standing to the side, remained silent for a moment, his gaze warily falling on Feng Ling. Her cultivation seemed to have just broken through and was still very unstable; the aura she occasionally revealed was already similar to that of Zhongli Wu beside her.

"Further words are useless. Since you want to challenge Shrek Academy, then make your move."

As Xuanzi spoke, he raised his hand to gesture for Xianlin'er to step back.

Then, a long roar, like that of a bull or a dragon, rang out, and the surrounding light instantly became dazzling, releasing a terrifying aura without reservation.

At the forefront of the Sun Moon Empire's army, thousands of Soul Masters shone with a faint milky-white light, which intertwined with each other, completely blocking the aura released by Xuanzi.

Xuanzi frowned slightly upon seeing this.

The Sun Moon Empire's soul tools are clearly capable of gaining immense power by connecting a large number of soul masters. If these soul tools cannot be cracked, the three great empires may even lose their advantage of having titled Douluo.

Opposite him, Zhongli Wu's expression was equally unpleasant.

He was also familiar with Xuanzi's method. Back in the Sun Moon Empire, he was able to hold his own against Long Xiaoyao, who was a Limit Douluo, using this technique.

Is the fact that they've used such tactics right from the start an attempt to end the battle quickly, or are they hiding some other tricks up their sleeves?

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and glanced behind him, his gaze landing on one of the worshippers.

"Yes, Master."

The elder understood immediately, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and also flew into the air. The elders in the Holy Spirit Cult were stronger than all the elders; even Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo with the cultivation of a Super Douluo, was only a sixth-rank elder.

However, just as everyone was anticipating a spectacular battle, the light emanating from Xuanzi grew even brighter, and it seemed as if dragon scales were sprouting from his body.

A halo spread out, and everyone, near or far, felt their bodies sink, while the worshipper was bound to the spot by the power of the earth and could not move.

In the next instant, Xuanzi flashed past, and the retainer fell to the ground without any struggle.

In an instant, the surroundings fell silent, with only the sound of the offering's corpse falling to the ground being particularly clear.

Zhongli Wu's expression suddenly changed. Compared to that night, Xuanzi's strength seemed to have increased considerably.

"next."

Xuanzi's deep voice rang out, though not loud, it still clearly reached everyone's ears.

Zhongli Wu looked back and saw that all the worshippers behind him were slightly avoiding his gaze.

"Sigh, I'll do it."

Just as Zhongli Wu was struggling with his decision, Long Xiaoyao's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Uncle Long!"

Zhongli Wu's eyes lit up immediately.

“Xuanzi, I know where your power comes from. You are no match for me. Let Mu En come out.”

Long Xiaoyao's voice echoed powerfully between heaven and earth, but no one appeared and no overwhelming aura was felt.

But in Tiandou City, the Sun Moon Empire's army, and the surrounding Soul Masters, regardless of their cultivation level, all shared a common feeling at this moment.

The sky seemed to darken.

Extreme Douluo.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao told all the Soul Masters present what kind of cultivation level was considered to be the limit.

It is not only the limit that a Soul Master's cultivation can reach, but also the limit of the power that this continent can contain. With every move, it is enough to affect the heavens and earth themselves.

Long Xiaoyao's figure appeared silently in the air, as if he had been standing there from the very beginning.

Before Xuanzi could respond, he spoke again, "Mu En, don't you want to come out and see your old friends?"

"Ugh--"

With a long sigh, a new sun seemed to rise in the dim world, starting as a small dot and then suddenly spreading outwards.

In the blink of an eye, the vast Tiandou City was covered by a layer of bright light, as if it were cast in gold.

Yan Shaozhe, held in Fengling's hands, seemed to sense something and gradually regained consciousness.

Looking up slightly ahead, the entire world was divided into two distinct shades of gold and black by two completely opposite forces.

(End of this chapter)