Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Blood seeped from the wound, trickling down his skin and pooling at his feet.

His soul power was fading, his physical strength was declining, and his breathing was becoming rapid and disordered.

Another incense stick has burned out.

His defenses began to crack.

The chrysanthemum gears finally cut a deep wound on his arm, and blood gushed from the wound, dripping down his arm.

Then comes the second, the third, and the tenth.

The wound kept widening, penetrating from the epidermis into the dermis, and from the dermis into the muscle. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"what!"

A scream came from Zhao Wuji's mouth.

The Immovable King finally couldn't help but let out a scream.

Those petals and gears are not ordinary cuts; they draw his life force as they cut.

With every drop of blood he shed, with every cut he made, a sliver of life force would leak from the wound, be absorbed by the flower petals, and drift back into Gu Linyuan's body.

This is the hidden killing intent behind Gu Linyuan's two soul skills.

He grew weaker the more he fought, while Gu Linyuan grew stronger.

"How could this be? I am clearly a Soul Saint..."

Zhao Wuji knelt on one knee, his arms hanging at his sides, blood dripping from his fingertips, spreading into dark red flowers in the soil beneath his feet.

He looked at Gu Linyuan, whose angular face appeared exceptionally young in the morning light.

A level 38 Soul Master defeated a level 76 Soul Saint, leaving the latter powerless to retaliate.

He had never seen or heard of such a person before.

All he knew was that he and Shrek Academy had provoked someone they shouldn't have.

Gu Linyuan walked up to Zhao Wuji, put away the Ancient Tree of Life martial spirit, and squatted down in front of Zhao Wuji.

“Zhao Wuji…”

He looked at Zhao Wuji's blood-stained face and his bloodshot eyes.

His face was reflected in Zhao Wuji's pupils—a young, composed face with a hint of a smile.

Gu Linyuan leaned forward slightly, getting close to Zhao Wuji's ear.

"Zhao Wuji, I'll let you die knowing why."

Zhao Wuji's body stiffened abruptly. His eyes widened, his cloudy old eyes filled with disbelief.

Gu Linyuan's voice gently rang in his ear.

"god……"

Zhao Wuji's bloodshot eyes widened in surprise.

He looked at Gu Linyuan's angular face, at the emerald green leaf mark between his brows, and felt the indescribable, otherworldly aura emanating from him.

He suddenly understood everything.

Why is his martial soul so strong? Why is his soul ring configuration so luxurious? Why can he possess a domain? Why can he defeat a level 72 opponent at level 35?

It's not talent, not effort, not luck. It's bloodline.

It is the divine bloodline from the realm of gods that flows in his veins.

"So, we were going against God..."

Zhao Wuji's voice was very soft. There was no fear or anger in his eyes, only a deep, bone-deep sense of relief.

It's not that he's too weak, it's that his opponent is too strong.

He had no chance of winning from the start. Who can defeat God?

Even if he defeats Gu Linyuan, he cannot kill him.

Given Gu Linyuan's status, he must have protectors by his side.

"Thank you."

"At least I didn't die with regrets and resentment..."

As soon as Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

His life force had long been drained.

"Why bother."

Gu Linyuan shook his head slightly, grabbed Zhao Wuji's corpse, and threw it into his storage ring.

……

Shrek Academy. Dean's Office.

The air inside seemed to have solidified, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

Zhao Wuji lay on the wooden platform.

His wounds had been cleaned, but the dense, spiderweb-like tiny scratches were still clearly visible in the pale light.

His face was ashen, his lips were blue, his eyes were closed, and his expression was calm.

Flanders knelt before the wooden platform. His knees slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, like two stones colliding.

"Old Zhao."

Why did you walk ahead of me?

"Didn't I tell you not to seek revenge against Long Yuan in secret?"

Flander reached out, his withered fingers landing on the back of Zhao Wuji's hand.

Flander closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

His nose involuntarily stung, and his eyes involuntarily swelled, but he didn't let the tears fall.

He's the headmaster of Shrek Academy, the pillar of these kids. What will happen to them if he cries?

Flander never imagined that Shrek Academy, once brimming with vitality, would suddenly become like this. The children all seemed to have lost their souls, Zhu Qing had left Shrek, and now Zhao Wuji was a corpse, never to wake up again.

Yu Xiaogang stood to one side. He wore a faded gray robe, his hair was somewhat disheveled, and his face was thin and haggard. His hands were behind his back, his fingers clenched tightly together, his knuckles white.

"Fortune has already shifted..."

"Moreover, the speed of the transfer far exceeded my expectations."

Yu Xiaogang murmured softly.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's corpse, he had a chilling premonition: Zhao Wuji was the first, but perhaps not the last.

He turned his head to look at everyone in the room, feeling increasingly panicked.

Chapter 77 An Era of Great Contention: Yu Xiaogang's Ambition

He stared at Zhao Wuji's corpse, his gaze lingering on the fine wounds for a long time.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze passing over Zhao Wuji's corpse and landing on the tightly closed door.

The image of a young man appeared in his mind. He wore a black robe and a hood that covered his face, obscuring his expression. Only his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss.

"Dragon Abyss has become the biggest variable on this continent."

"He's the one who stole Shrek's fortune."

"Yu Xiaogang said in a low voice. He clenched his fists, a murderous intent flashing across his face."

"Fortune? What fortune?" Liu Erlong couldn't help but ask as he listened to Yu Xiaogang's whisper.

Tang San and the other direct descendants of Shrek Academy couldn't help but look at Yu Xiaogang.

Although Teacher Zhao's death saddened them, they could not lose their fighting spirit no matter how painful it was.

"Fortune is a very mysterious thing."

"But when I was in the Spirit Hall, I read through the biographies of those geniuses who grew into true powerhouses. Those top powerhouses almost always got what they wanted, had smooth sailing in everything they did, and eventually became giants in their own right."

"With Tang San and Xiao Wu, I was able to combine with Xiao Ao, Mu Bai, and Hong Jun led by Flander, and then recruited Zhu Zhuqing and Rongrong. It seems as if fate was arranging for us to come together and form a team of top geniuses."

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, everyone nodded secretly.

"After forming the Shrek team, we were practically invincible. Our training with each other went extremely smoothly, and everyone's training speed even increased slightly... At this time, luck was on our side."

"But ever since Long Yuan appeared. Hong Jun suffered a crushing defeat at Long Yuan's hands, followed by Xiao San. After that, Xiao San's external soul bone was taken away, Zhu Qing left Shrek Academy, and Old Zhao died a violent death..."

"It all happened so fast that we could hardly keep up. It was probably from the moment Hongjun and Xiaosan were defeated by Longyuan that our fortunes began to shift toward Longyuan. And then the speed of the shift accelerated."

As Yu Xiaogang began to speak, everyone's expressions turned serious.

Those who knew the importance of fortune, such as Tang San, Flander, and Liu Erlong, looked even more displeased.

Luck is very important.

Among geniuses of equal talent, the difference between those with bad luck and those with good luck can be vast.

Some people are just one opportunity away from breaking through, but their luck is too bad, and they just can't break through.

People with good fortune can easily seize opportunities for breakthroughs. Moreover, they can easily discover various opportunities.

"The moment our Shrek team was formed, our overall luck was extremely strong."

"You can tell from the fact that we were able to snatch soul beasts from Meng Yiran time and time again. Meng Yiran was very unlucky, while we were very lucky. Among them, Xiao San was the luckiest, and even almost got an external soul bone."

you do not say.

Snake Granny, a powerful figure with considerable strength, was halfway through her hunt for a soul beast when Shrek Academy intercepted her. Moreover, this happened twice. One side experienced extreme bad luck, while the other experienced extreme good luck.

Both the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent and the Human-faced Demon Spider are top-tier soul beasts.

The Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent's flying soul skill and the external soul bone within the Human-Faced Demon Spider are both extremely fortunate opportunities.

“Our Shrek Academy was originally blessed with great fortune. This means that whatever we do, we have a very high chance of success.”

"But this fortune was stolen by Longyuan."