Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion

Moon's hands, which were resting on the wooden armrest, slowly tightened. He supported his heavy body and stood up from the main seat.

His back was still hunched, and his withered right hand immediately grasped the cane he always carried with him. But the moment he stood up, his eyes, which had been cloudy with age, suddenly became clear.

A pure and vast aura of holy light rose from the frail old man.

Specks of dazzling golden light emerged along the surface of his sleeves, and beneath his feet, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red—unfolded one after another, silently floating in mid-air.

This oppressive aura was precisely controlled by Mu En, remaining within a small area and not pressing down on Huo Yuhao in the slightest.

Yan Shaozhe's expression changed slightly.

Several elders quickly adjusted their positions, tacitly protecting Mu En on both sides, while deliberately leaving a straight line of sight between Mu En and the phantom of Yu Xiaogang.

The air inside the Sea God Pavilion seemed to thicken. This oppressive feeling did not come from startled surprise, but rather from the extreme caution that Mu En, the Sea God Pavilion Master, displayed in a manner rarely seen in a century.

Mu En leaned on his cane, his gaze still fixed on Yu Xiaogang in mid-air.

"How can you prove that you are Yu Xiaogang?" Mu En asked, only this one question.

Yu Xiaogang had been standing with his hands behind his back, waiting for the younger generation to come forward and pay their respects. Upon hearing this blunt question, his composure vanished, and his expression quickly darkened.

"Proof? My face is the proof!" Yu Xiaogang shouted, pointing towards the door.

"Whose statue stands outside the academy? You see it every day, don't you recognize it?"

He saw that Mu En's martial spirit and spirit rings showed absolutely no respect, and shouted:

"And you. You have the blood of the Holy Dragon of Light flowing through your veins, have you even forgotten the origin of your bloodline? Back in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the entire clan revered me! Tang San also listened to my teachings and cultivated according to my theories, which is how he gradually reached the final level and became a god!"

"I am the teacher of God! Now, it's your turn, you juniors, to interrogate me?"

Yu Xiaogang spoke with increasing fluency, his chin slightly raised. In his words, all of Tang San's later achievements seemed to be attributed to the theoretical foundation he had laid back then.

Yan Shaozhe frowned as he listened to the reprimand. He was about to retort when Mu En pressed his hand back down.

……

In the realm of gods, the sea of ​​clouds churns and surges.

Tang San, the Sea God, who was dealing with central affairs of the God Realm, suddenly sneezed.

Xiao Wu stopped what she was doing, turned her head, and asked with a look of surprised concern, "Third Brother, have you caught a cold?"

Tang San rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat bewildered himself. How could he, now holding the dual divine positions of Sea God and Asura God, possibly experience something like a mortal sneezing?

However, he didn't reveal his doubts, but just smiled gently at Xiao Wu: "It's nothing. I guess I've been missing Wu Tong too much lately."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu sighed softly and looked towards the Douluo Continent: "Yes, I wonder if our daughter is doing well down there."

Tang San agreed, but a purple figure faintly appeared in his mind.

He pondered to himself that this sudden anomaly was most likely due to some secret manipulation by the God of Destruction, who had been at odds with him recently.

……

Inside the Sea God Pavilion.

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's arrogant declaration, Mu En's brows furrowed even more.

The face before me was indeed identical to the statue in the square. Most of the things he had just said about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and his experiences teaching Tang San also corresponded perfectly with the historical records in the academy's secret manual.

If the remnant soul before him truly was that ancestor, then as a junior, it would be perfectly acceptable for him to perform a respectful greeting. However, a mere face and a few widely circulated anecdotes were simply insufficient to explain the most egregious flaw.

Mu En did not argue with Yu Xiaogang about who was right and who was wrong back then; he simply asked in a deep voice:

"If you are indeed our ancestor, then I will certainly apologize. However, according to the records stored in the academy, Master Yu Xiaogang's cultivation level at the highest point he reached was only the Soul King realm."

"How have you preserved your soul, allowing it to remain for thousands of years to this day?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression froze slightly.

The words "Soul King" struck a nerve, instantly igniting an overwhelming sense of irritation within him. He felt that Mu En was deliberately exposing his weaknesses in front of all the elders.

"Absurd!" Yu Xiaogang flicked his sleeve and snorted coldly.

"You use the abilities of an ordinary Soul King to measure me, the Teacher of God? How can my spirit and theories be limited by mere Soul Power levels!"

Moon did not continue arguing with him, whose words were clearly tinged with emotion.

"We'll discuss this later," Mu En said calmly, but his tone left no room for Yu Xiaogang to continue his presumptuousness.

"Whoever you are, now that you reside in the spiritual sea of ​​the academy's disciples, I must first ascertain his situation."

After saying that, Mu En turned to look at Huo Yuhao, his voice softening slightly: "Yuhao, relax and don't resist."

Huo Yuhao's heart tightened suddenly.

If Tianmeng and Bingdi are exposed after their spiritual sea is probed by a Limit Douluo, he will have no idea how to explain the existence of this million-year-old soul beast and the Northern Heavenly King.

"Brother Tianmeng!" Huo Yuhao called out anxiously in his spiritual sea.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm also put away its usual frivolous demeanor.

"Stay calm and leave it to me! You mustn't lose your composure or reveal any weaknesses!"

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm dared not be careless in the slightest. It used its purest spiritual power to peel away and gather its enormous aura, along with the ice and snow that enveloped the Ice Emperor's dormant origin, bit by bit.

It carefully concealed these two auras belonging to the soul beasts within the sealed area of ​​its spiritual sea.

Moon raised a hand, and a wisp of gentle, golden soul power emerged from his fingertips.

He first quickly and cautiously scanned Huo Yuhao's limbs to confirm that his meridians and body had not been eroded by any insidious forces. Then, the wisp of soul power transformed into spiritual perception and slowly probed into Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea along the spiritual connection left by Yu Xiaogang when he manifested.

Moon's purpose in this investigation was quite clear.

He only wanted to confirm whether the remnant soul residing there was secretly invading and seizing Huo Yuhao's consciousness. Therefore, his perception only swept across the shallow and middle layers of the sea of ​​consciousness, without forcibly searching the boy's personal memories, let alone tearing open the deep area at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is precisely the key to Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's successful concealment.

Within the range that Moon detected, Huo Yuhao's spiritual essence was very pure, and his self-awareness was complete and clear, with no signs of being forcibly erased or suppressed.

And the alien soul that was revealed to the outside was indeed only Yu Xiaogang.