Not from Shrek Academy?
"Then could they be people sent by the Star Luo Empire to receive me?"
Tang Feng asked doubtfully.
With his current spiritual power, he couldn't probe very far and could only make rough judgments.
Given his status in the Star Luo Empire, Xu Jiawei could indeed dispatch such a squad of soul masters.
"They're not from the Star Luo Empire either."
The Snow Empress floated out.
She had already met most of the Titled Douluo within the Star Luo Empire.
She was also familiar with the auras of the experts stationed at Xu Jiujiu's residence.
This hundred-man soul master group clearly had nothing to do with the Star Luo Empire.
"They carry an extremely repulsive aura."
Gu Yuena frowned deeply.
The aura of those people made her feel profoundly uncomfortable.
If nothing unexpected occurred, they were here for Tang Feng—and would soon become souls beneath her palm.
"Evil soul masters?"
"A large group of evil soul masters appearing near Shrek Academy?"
A cold smile appeared on Tang Feng's face.
Near the self-proclaimed Douluo Continent Supervisory Corps—Shrek Academy—a massive group of evil soul masters had suddenly appeared.
If Shrek had no reaction to this, something was clearly suspicious.
"They've arrived."
Gu Yuena stepped forward, shielding Tang Feng and Tang Ya behind her.
Although Tang Feng possessed impressive combat strength, he was still only a Soul Ancestor.
As for Tang Ya?
Her combat power could be ignored entirely. Anyone among the enemy could crush her effortlessly.
"Little girl, we meet again."
The leading figure wore a black robe, his entire body concealed beneath a specially made cloak.
His face was wrapped in strips of bandages, resembling a legendary corpse.
In his hand was a dark-purple longsword emitting an eerie glow.
Beneath his feet were nine soul rings—two yellow, three purple, four black—revealing his identity.
"Netherworld Douluo… how can it be you?!"
Tang Ya stared at him in terror.
Even if he turned to ashes, she would recognize him.
If not for Netherworld Douluo—
She would still have a happy family. Her parents would still be alive. The siblings would not have been forced to depend on one another.
"Little girl, come back with us to the Holy Spirit Church."
"Be obedient and serve as our Saintess."
Netherworld Douluo smiled playfully.
They had long set their sights on the Dark Blue Silver Grass.
As long as Tang Ya was brought back, the Sect Master had ways to completely corrupt her into a blade of unmatched sharpness.
"I would rather die than become an evil soul master!"
Tang Ya hid behind Tang Feng, feeling an unusual sense of security.
Even if the opponent was a Titled Douluo—
In front of Gu Yuena, the co-lord of soul beasts, they were nothing.
The Holy Spirit Church's hundred-man squad had only approached after they left the Star Dou Forest—clearly fearing Di Tian and the ferocious beasts.
"Tell me!"
"Why did you go to Heaven Dou City?"
Tang Feng's expression turned cold.
Since the main culprit had appeared, he would extract the truth about Heaven Dou City.
"Brat, who do you think you are? Do we need to report our movements to you?"
Underworld Thunder Douluo mocked.
As Netherworld Douluo's partner, he had not appeared in Heaven Dou City previously.
Though only Rank 91—one level lower than Netherworld Douluo—he ranked higher.
Because he was also a Rank 9 soul engineer, making his overall combat strength even greater.
"He must be the little girl's younger brother. Maybe he also has dark attributes."
"Let's capture him, too, and study him carefully. We might get a pleasant surprise."
Netherworld Douluo planned to capture them alive.
Especially Tang Ya—she was under direct orders from the Sect Master.
As for Gu Yuena?
Though stunningly beautiful, they assumed she couldn't be that powerful.
Otherwise, her name would already resound across the continent.
"Sister Na'er, protect my sister."
"These two dogs are mine."
Tang Feng's expression turned icy.
If it were another Titled Douluo, he might truly struggle.
But these two were unfortunate.
They were evil soul masters—perfectly countered by him.
Both possessed evil martial souls. He could use the Divine Pure Land to purify their martial souls directly.
Underworld Thunder Douluo was particularly unique.
He combined the abilities of his Underworld Thunder martial soul with his self-developed soul tools, forming a distinctive combat system.
Unfortunately for him—
Both his evil martial soul and his soul engineering would be completely suppressed by Tang Feng.
"Hahaha!"
"A little brat wants to fight both of us?"
Netherworld Douluo burst into laughter.
Tang Ya's twelve- or thirteen-year-old brother wanted to challenge two Titled Douluo?
Sometimes, when people are speechless, they genuinely laugh.
Any one of their subordinates could suppress Tang Feng and Tang Ya absolutely.
The Holy Spirit Church had brought so many people, only to block potential reinforcements from Shrek Academy.
In other words, they would take Tang Ya. The others would hold off pursuers.
One excelled in spatial abilities. The other was a Rank 9 soul engineer.
Both were formidable.
What they hadn't expected was that Shrek Academy, upon discovering them, had not pursued—instead recalling their forces.
"I will personally pry the answers I want from your mouth."
Tang Feng slowly opened his right hand.
Blue-silver grass streaked with purple patterns intertwined, forming a Blue Silver War Spear.
"Third Soul Skill — Blue Silver Overlord Thrust!"
Tang Feng activated his third soul ring.
Simultaneously, he triggered three concept-level traits:
Absolute First Strike
Imperial Armor-Shatter
Weakness Insight
A purple phantom condensed behind him, wielding a several-meter-long Blue Silver War Spear.
Whoosh—
Tang Feng struck in a single move.
He virtually ignored distance, appearing instantly before Netherworld Douluo.
Then, launching a close-range assault with the Blue Silver War Spear, he leveraged Absolute First Strike's suppression to drag both himself and the spear straight into the enemy formation.
"Hm?!"
Netherworld Douluo was shocked.
Tang Feng's speed was absurd—there hadn't even been a spatial fluctuation.
But he was merely a Soul Ancestor.
Even if he stood still and let Tang Feng stab him for hours, the boy shouldn't break his defense.
Instead of blocking with the Netherworld Sword, he casually reached out with his left hand to grab the spear.
Slash—
The Blue Silver War Spear arrived instantly.
A long gash tore across Netherworld Douluo's palm.
Before he could react, the spear continued forward—
Piercing straight into his chest.
It sank into his flesh.
"Martial Soul True Body!"
Netherworld Douluo was horrified.
Without hesitation, he activated his Martial Soul True Body, attempting to blast Tang Feng away.
If he died at the hands of a Soul Ancestor, he would become a complete joke in the soul master world.
A colossal hundred-meter phantom holding a Netherworld Sword appeared behind him.
His fourth and fifth soul rings lit up.
Within a thousand meters, the surroundings transformed into a Netherworld Domain.
The earth turned into a pitch-black Netherworld Sea.
Ghostly shadows emerged from the sea, surging toward Tang Feng.
"Divine Pure Land!"
Tang Feng activated the trait again.
Because the Divine Pure Land had a limited range, he had waited until he was close before deploying it.
Now—
Let the ancestor of evil soul masters personally judge these unfilial descendants.