Chapter 132 The Crashed Mu En, Void Champion Huo Yuhao
Chapter 132 The Crashed Mu En, Void Champion Huo Yuhao
Chapter 132 The Crashed Mu En, Void Champion Huo Yuhao
Zhongli Wu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and looked up at Kong Tianxu, only to meet his gaze with eyes devoid of warmth.
"Any further questions regarding this matter, Sect Leader Zhongli?"
Zhongli Wu paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his body even further: "Yes, Holy Emperor."
After he finished speaking, he did not rise; instead, his tall frame slumped even lower, silently dissipating into the air like melting wax.
Extremely far from Kong Tianxu's convoy.
"The evening water is still so beautiful, but I—"
Long Xiaoyao still vividly remembered the shock he felt when he first saw his crippled appearance. Compared to the other party's vigorous spirit and Ye Xishui's undiminished charm and beauty, Mu En stroked the deep lines on his face, which resembled the bark of an old tree, with a self-deprecating smile. He couldn't help but sigh for a moment.
Immediately, he stopped suppressing his internal injuries, his face suddenly turned golden, and he spat out a mouthful of dark, stagnant blood.
Although his main body was unharmed, a wisp of his soul resided in his clone! He thought he was safe, but unexpectedly, he was annihilated by Kong Tianxu's punch.
A terrifying talent.
Mu En sighed. He, who was once regarded as a Soul Master who suppressed an era, finally understood the helplessness he felt when facing true geniuses.
Ironically, given his current physical condition, the mental injuries that should have been extremely serious will no longer affect his lifespan; the irreversible loss of life is his greatest enemy.
However, his soul was damaged, and after his death, he may have to enter a long period of slumber before he can recover after merging into the Golden Tree.
Fortunately, there is still time.
Recalling his previous conversation with Long Xiaoyao, Mu En felt a little more at ease. "Xiaoyao, I really didn't expect that the two of you would choose to cooperate with the Sun Moon Empire."
"Brother Mu, although I am only following Xi Shui's wishes, you and I both know that a unified continent will bring better order."
silence.
Mu En was unable to answer the question at all. As an older generation of Soul Master, he had received the most orthodox education in the Douluo Three Kingdoms since childhood, and the concept that the people of the Sun Moon Empire were all alien races was deeply ingrained in him.
Moreover, Shrek's glory, his lingering sense of national pride, and the familiar order he was bound to cause him to instinctively avoid them.
"What about that kid? He doesn't seem like your disciple, Xiaoyao. With his talent, when he truly grows up and even you can't control him, will everything still develop in the direction you expect? Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts, Xiaoyao."
"Tianxu possesses the potential to truly purify evil spirit masters. Brother Mu, you know that not all evil spirit masters are born evil. Xishui hopes to use him to allow evil spirit masters to truly stand on the stage. You've seen his combat skills; that vast and magnificent spirit is definitely not that of someone with wicked intentions. And—well, in short, I still hope you can understand Xishui's predicament."
Mu En remembered clearly the strange expression on Long Xiaoyao's face when he spoke of that place—a mixture of hesitation and mystery, and a hint of arrogance—that made him think all sorts of things.
Shaking his head, Mu En banished some unrealistic speculations from his mind. Having received some assurances from Long Xiaoyao, he felt his trip hadn't been in vain.
Weakly lying on the chair, a faint glow of soul power flickered, and a white dragon radiating intense golden light appeared out of thin air. It actually hovered beneath Mu En, lifting his body and the chair up, and slowly flew into the air.
Before disappearing into the air, he sensed something and opened his eyes to look at the distant horizon.
A glimmer of silver light.
Mu En's eyes widened suddenly, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, fleeing swiftly toward the spatial rift. Yet, just as he was about to disappear completely, the silver ray of light struck his body with pinpoint accuracy.
The black spatial rift flashed by, and Moon, surrounded by silver lightning, completely disappeared.
Ten thousand meters away, the precision-guided soul-guided helmet gradually dissipated, revealing Kong Deming's face beneath it. He tossed aside the cannon barrel that was emitting a puff of blue smoke, his eyes narrowing slightly: "As expected of the strongest Limit Douluo in Shrek Academy in a thousand years, his perception of danger is indeed sharp. No wonder he dared to come and risk his life."
"However, if you dare to touch my grandson, Kong Deming, don't think you can leave so easily."
Kong Deming transmitted a message to the soul tool on his forehead, and his figure disappeared in the silver light.
Black mist filled the air, and when Zhongliwu reappeared, he was already a kilometer away.
"Master."
Upon seeing him appear, the emaciated Original Sin Douluo immediately knelt down with ten powerful black-robed men behind him, his newly replaced Earthly Fiend Pig face twitching slightly.
Zhongli Wu looked at him, remained silent for a while, and finally said nothing, only waving his sleeve: "Elder, go. Once you go, don't come back. You should understand what I mean."
"Yes, sir. The child—I entrust him to the Master."
Original Sin Douluo kowtowed heavily, then led the ten evil soul masters behind him, transforming into streaks of light and fleeing towards the horizon.
He didn't see Zhongli Wuna shaking his head very slowly behind him.
With a flash of golden light, Moon's figure reappeared in the air. However, he seemed to have lost control of his body, lying on the chair with his eyes closed, several chains-like silver lights tightly binding his body.
Without the support of his soul power, he immediately began to fall freely as soon as he appeared in the air.
Driven by the airflow, he fell slightly faster than the deck chair, crashing face down onto the ground.
This is thousands of meters in the air. If he continues in his current state, he could very well become the first Limit Douluo in history to fall to his death.
The howling wind grew stronger, but Moon seemed completely unaware of his predicament. His whole body burst with golden light as he desperately tried to break free from the restraints of the silver light.
Just as his old face was about to make intimate contact with the ground, at which point, with only a foot to go, Moon finally opened his eyes.
His pupils had turned into vertical pupils, the silver light suddenly shattered, and most of it gradually dissipated, but it seemed that a small part still merged into his body. A burst of blazing golden light suddenly erupted, forcefully stopping the fall with a "splat!"
The Dragon God Douluo was still knocked off his own recliner, falling and getting completely disoriented.
After spitting out several mouthfuls of the mud he had swallowed, Mu En lay on the muddy ground, panting heavily for a while, his heart filled with coldness.
Soul tools?! Soul tools have actually developed to this extent?!
However, reality left him no time to think. In this desolate place, on the horizon, several sinister streaks of light appeared.
Evil Soul Masters? There are even Evil Soul Super Douluo!
With a forced smile, Mu En's body slowly rose from the soil.
A magnificent scene unfolded: two yellow, one purple, three black, and three red—nine complete soul rings appeared one after another around him, and a deafening dragon roar suddenly resounded throughout the wilderness!
Even in this sorry state, Dragon God Douluo can still easily defeat evil!
Within the Star Luo Empire, in a magnificent yet elegant convoy, Huo Yuhao, who had been unconscious for a long time, slowly awoke.
He didn't know what he saw while he was unconscious, but the first thing he blurted out upon waking was, "We are the champions!"
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