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

Chapter 341 The Fall of the Twin Dragons
"Master Kong, what do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Ju Zi withdrew her gaze and looked at Kong Deming.

Her cultivation level was still shallow, and she couldn't see the battle in the air clearly, so she could only ask Kong Deming.

“Mu En and Long Xiaoyao, the Black and White Twin Saint Dragons who were once famous throughout the continent, are now both determined to die and have no intention of leaving alive.”

After Kong Deming finished speaking, Ju Zi raised her eyebrows slightly and leaned forward a little, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

"Sigh." Kong Deming seemed to have guessed what Ju Zi was thinking. "As a Super Douluo, I naturally have great respect for these two seniors."

"But as a member of the Sun Moon Empire, I must admit that this is indeed a rare opportunity for us."

"Although we are not fully aware of Shrek Academy's other methods, Moon's appearance today has deprived them of a key asset, making it more difficult for them to stop the army's offensive."

"Moreover, Long Xiaoyao of the Holy Spirit Cult also has no intention of living. We don't even need to take action; the Holy Spirit Cult is already doomed."

"Perhaps it really is His Highness Tianyou." Kong Deming was still watching the figures fighting in the air, a complicated expression on his face.

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

Two dragon roars rang out almost simultaneously. The dazzling gold collided with the black and red on the other side. The dazzling light caused the onlookers to involuntarily avert their gazes, as if they had been strongly stimulated, and tears streamed down their faces.

The sky was torn apart by the powerful force of the three Limit Douluos, and conspicuous black cracks appeared out of thin air. Chaotic spatial power escaped from them, stirring up the clouds in the sky.

Some Soul Masters with lower cultivation levels were knocked to the ground by the aftershocks, and some even fainted on the spot.

Atop the Heaven Dou City, a verdant barrier of soul power rose, blocking the aftershocks that were spreading toward the city.

On the other side, towards the Sun Moon Empire, a group of Soul Masters released arrays of Soul Guidance Shields, but they still managed to take two steps back from the aftershocks in the air before regaining their footing.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the golden light in the sky gradually faded away.

"Mr. Mu!"

Xuanzi shouted and leaped into the air. Just as he stepped into the air, a golden spot of light appeared in the dim sky.

Moon's aura had clearly weakened considerably, but he still stood in the air.

Meanwhile, Ye Xishui, holding Long Xiaoyao's body, fell straight to the ground.

"Xiaoyao..."

Ye Xishui, who felt that she no longer had any feelings in her heart, had tears welling up in her eyes.

She could not deceive herself after all. Although she had never made any intimate moves with Long Xiaoyao in the Holy Spirit Cult, her feelings for him had never changed.

“Cough…” Long Xiaoyao coughed lightly, his voice weak, “You should go. Your injuries are not fatal. Mu En can’t stop you.”

Ye Xishui didn't speak, but shook her head and simply held Long Xiaoyao in her arms, pressing him close to her chest.

Hearing the clear sound of his own heartbeat, Long Xiaoyao's breathing calmed down, and he slowly closed his eyes.

High in the sky, Mu En waved to Xuan Zi who was approaching from afar, glanced down at Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui on the ground, and ultimately did not disturb them.

Mu En abruptly turned his head to look at Zhongli Wu, the golden light in his eyes so solid it seemed almost tangible.

Zhongli Wu felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He raised his hand, and a weapon resembling a staff and a scythe appeared in his grasp, summoning countless beast souls. However, as the golden light around Mu En intensified, the beast souls he summoned disintegrated one after another.

"Who else wants to have a match?"

"I……"

Zhongli Wu only managed to utter one word before Mu En interrupted him, "If you don't dare, then you should settle accounts for the countless innocent people you've killed."

"Evil spirit masters are perverse and commit numerous evils. Your Holy Spirit Cult should not exist in this world."

After saying that, Mu En raised his hand and grabbed, and the right arm covered with dragon scales seemed to cross space, giving Zhong Liwu a feeling that there was no way to avoid it.

At this moment, Mu En was no longer the old man in Shrek Academy who would only watch the freshmen fight at the entrance of the freshmen dormitory, but the Dragon God Douluo who hated evil a hundred years ago.

Seeing Mu En's attack getting closer and closer, Zhong Li's eyes widened in fury, he opened his mouth, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Shrek Academy, you actually dare to say that our Holy Spirit Cult shouldn't exist in this world? Then what kind of clean place is your Shrek Academy? Isn't your Martial Soul Department Dean Yan Shaozhe also from our Holy Spirit Cult!"

"what!"

Zhongli Wu's voice carried far with his soul power, causing an uproar in both the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Sun Moon Empire.

Countless eyes, both overt and covert, were focused on Yan Shaozhe, and various whispers and discussions circulated among them.

On the ground, Long Xiaoyao, who was in Ye Xishui's arms, twitched his eyelids and opened his eyes again. The surrounding discussions also reached his ears.

He raised his head slightly and met Ye Xishui's eyes. Ye Xishui nodded slightly and said, "I have never told you that we have a child."

“That child possessed my other martial soul, the Phoenix of Light. I changed his surname to my original surname, Yan, and sent him out of the Holy Spirit Cult.”

"Unexpectedly, our child's descendants eventually became disciples of Moon."

Long Xiaoyao slightly opened his mouth, as if to smile, "I... have no regrets in dying, but there is one thing..."

As he spoke softly, he suddenly frowned, raised his left arm abruptly, and with a flash of cold light, his right arm was severed at the root.

“…” Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly in pain, “…entrust this soul bone to a child, and beg him, under no circumstances should it fall into the hands of someone with ulterior motives…cough…”

After saying that, Long Xiaoyao looked up at Ye Xishui again, "I hope that in the next life... we can be a real husband and wife..."

Long Xiaoyao's voice grew softer and softer until finally, there was no sound at all.

Ye Xishui gritted her teeth, leaned down slightly, and hugged Long Xiaoyao even tighter.

While the surrounding crowd was still discussing, high in the sky, Mu En heard Zhong Liwu's words and suddenly stopped. It was too late to stop him, and he could only let his words spread far and wide.

He sensed countless suspicious gazes falling upon him and Yan Shaozhe, and his cultivation level allowed him to hear their hushed conversations perfectly clearly.

Mu En, the Dragon God Douluo who was capable of fighting against two Limit Douluos, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, finally collapsed at this moment, as if he had been given the last straw.

"Mr. Mu!"

Mu En only had time to look up at Xuan Zi once before the figure shrouded in golden light completely vanished into thin air.

(End of this chapter)