The entire Shrek Academy, no, the entire area on the southern outskirts of Soto City, seemed to have suddenly fallen into the prelude of an apocalyptic disaster!
"No… impossible…"
"What is that."
"My God a Soul Beast?"
"Run away!"
At the edge of the field, the farmers, vendors, examinees who had failed the tests, and their parents who had been watching from afar had completely descended into hysterical terror.
Under the enormous shadow, the trembling instinctive to their very lives caused their legs to go weak. They were terrified out of their minds, wishing desperately that they had been born with two extra legs. Crying and shouting, pushing and shoving, they fled in all directions without a care for anything else. The entire scene instantly descended into complete chaos.
The reactions of the few people in the central area were even more dramatic.
The moment Tyranitar revealed its colossal form, it was as if all the bones had been pulled from Dai Mubai's body. His legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
His face was as pale as paper, his eyes vacant, and his trembling lips produced only a soundless groan.
The fear from the Rose Hotel yesterday was magnified to its absolute limit at this moment. The aura of destruction emanating from the hundred-meter-tall beast made him feel as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Only one thought remained in his mind.
It was over.
Everything was over.
He had provoked such an existence.
He did not even dare look in Lin Xia's direction. Fear had completely consumed his mind.
Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eyes to their utmost limit, purple light flickering violently within his eyes as he desperately tried to see through the colossal beast before him.
Yet no matter how he circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill or utilized the exceptional eyesight he had cultivated in his previous life as a member of the Tang Sect, he could not comprehend the creature's form or the energy fluctuations that completely surpassed his understanding.
That thick armor appeared even more indestructible than any metal he knew.
The invisible gravitational field distorted the surrounding space.
The sandstorm surrounding it seemed like the power of heaven and earth itself!
The hidden weapons he had always been so proud of?
In front of this colossal beast, they probably could not even qualify as a tickle!
The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched violently, veins bulging at his temples as the foundation of his understanding of the world began to collapse.
Was this really a Martial Soul?
Lin Xia just who exactly was he?!
"Gulp."
A clear sound of swallowing came from his throat.
It was the final struggle of reason in the face of overwhelming fear.
Xiao Wu's eyes were widened so much that they seemed as though they might split apart. Her pink eyes were filled with extreme shock and a deep, instinctive fear originating from her very nature as a Soul Beast!
She could even sense the mournful cry and submission of her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul deep within her soul!
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast?
Before this Lord of the Sandstorm, she felt as though she were nothing more than a rabbit standing before a primordial giant beast!
The immense pressure made it difficult for her to breathe. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and she instinctively grabbed Tang San's arm tightly, her fingertips icy cold.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Rongrong had completely lost all her usual composure.
She covered her mouth tightly with both hands, barely managing to prevent a scream from escaping her throat.
The color had completely drained from her delicate face. Those large eyes that normally carried a hint of arrogance and impatience now held nothing but pure, stunned disbelief.
She looked at the hundred-meter-tall beast.
Then she looked at the impossibly calm and upright young man, Lin Xia, standing beneath it.
Then she looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside him, whose cold gaze contained an unmistakable hint of pride.
Her mind was completely blank.
The City Lord of Gengxin City her father had mentioned.
Actually possessed such power?
And could control such an existence?
How could this still be merely the City Lord of a city?
This was simply, she did not dare continue thinking about it.
She only felt that everything she had once been proud of seemed so pale and laughable before such absolute power.
Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, was the calmest person among them all.
Her cold, catlike eyes gazed at the mountain-like Tyranitar. There was no fear within them, only a natural sense of pride and absolute trust.
The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's lips even curved upward slightly, as though she were admiring a magnificent painting.
She knew that this was Lin Xia's true partner.
One of the guardian behind Gengxin City.
Zhao Wuji?
At this moment, before Tyranitar, he was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
Li Yusong, this Soul Emperor-level examiner, had been completely petrified.
He slumped onto a piece of rubble far from the battlefield, his old eyes wide open and his mouth hanging unconsciously agape. Even the murky drool trickling from the corner of his mouth went completely unnoticed.
The twelve-year-old Soul King had already shattered his understanding of the world. Now, the appearance of this hundred-meter-tall giant beast had completely crushed what remained of his perception into dust.
He had even begun to wonder whether he was trapped in an utterly absurd nightmare.
At the center of the storm, Zhao Wuji was experiencing the most direct and most despairing impact of all, even with his Martial Soul True Body activated!
When that hundred-meter-tall shadow descended over him, he felt as though he had fallen from the summit of a mountain straight into an abyss ten thousand meters deep!
The surge of strength brought about by his Martial Soul True Body was forcibly suppressed by an overwhelming pressure that felt as though the entire sky itself were collapsing!
Those two bear eyes burning with golden flames first contracted to pinpoints under the extreme shock, only to widen violently moments later as an incomprehensible fear took hold!
The five-meter-tall True Body that Zhao Wuji had always been so proud of was as insignificant as a newborn cub standing beneath the feet of an adult dragon!
Even the tip of Tyranitar's casually hanging tail was larger and heavier than his entire body!
Those enormous dark-golden eyes looked down coldly, devoid of the slightest emotion, as though merely examining an obstacle in its path.
Even more terrifying was the vast, ancient aura emanating from Tyranitar, an aura that felt as though the will of the earth itself had descended upon the world.
It was like an invisible set of shackles, firmly imprisoning his Martial Soul True Body!
The Strength, Defense, and gravity-controlling domain that the Mighty King Kong Bear took pride in trembled and recoiled frantically before this higher-level pressure originating from the very essence of life, as though it had encountered its natural predator!
What made Zhao Wuji feel even more powerless was that the enormous beast did nothing more than stand there and breathe.
Yet the surrounding space seemed to solidify into blocks of lead, while the gravity increased severalfold!
Zhao Wuji felt as though he had fallen into the deepest and most viscous swamp. Every time he lifted a leg or gathered his Soul Power, he had to expend ten times more strength than usual!
The confidence he had possessed when he had easily torn apart Lin Xia's sandstorm earlier had now become a bone-chilling joke.
"Roar... Grr..."
Zhao Wuji let out an incoherent roar filled with shock, fear, disbelief, and a trace of humiliation from being completely crushed.
His enormous golden body bent slightly under Tyranitar's invisible pressure, involuntarily hunching as he struggled against the terrifying gravity coming from every direction.
The golden radiance of his Martial Soul True Body looked dim and insignificant against Tyranitar's massive dark-gray armor, which seemed to absorb all surrounding light.
At that moment, the Sandstorm Tyrant standing like a towering mountain finally moved!
It did not launch an attack.
It merely lowered its head slightly.
Its enormous head, covered in layer upon layer of thick steel armor, slowly turned as its dark-golden, molten-lava-like eyes precisely locked onto the "little golden insect" below.
"Tyranitar!!!!"
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