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Chapter 243 - Chapter 243 A letter from Titan and Niu Tian? What kind of trouble is this now?

Chapter 243 A letter from Titan and Niu Tian? What kind of trouble is this now?

At this moment, In the shadows of Shrek Academy in the dark world, Xuanzi's hand trembled as he pushed open the heavy wooden door of the Sea God Pavilion.

His facial muscles were contorted with anger and extreme anxiety, making him look ten years older than usual.

He disregarded his dignity as a Limit Douluo and jogged all the way to the door of Mu En's meditation room.

"Elder Mu! The Sun Moon Empire has succeeded!" Xuanzi's voice came through the door before he even entered.

Inside the quiet room, Moon was still sitting in his wheelchair.

His hair looked somewhat dry, and his eyes were sunken.

Upon hearing Xuanzi's words, he merely raised his eyelids, but in that instant, the weariness that had accumulated deep in his eyes was so intense it seemed almost tangible.

"They succeeded?" Moon repeated, his voice old and hoarse. "How long did it take them?"

"Three months." Xuanzi rushed into the room, slamming the wine gourd he was holding onto the table, his knuckles bleeding from the force. "That old bastard Kong Deming, they didn't pause for a second. From the moment the details of the two-word battle armor were displayed on the screen, they mobilized all their forces. Now, that test subject has reached level eighty in combat power. The Sun Moon Empire's soul tool research and development has completely left us behind at this moment."

Upon hearing these words, Mu En did not react with the anger or panic that Xuan Zi had anticipated. He simply closed his eyes slowly and let out a long sigh.

"Since they can do it, it means this path is feasible," Moon said calmly. "It's just that we can't."

"Elder Mu, what do you mean by this?" Xuanzi paced anxiously. "Are we just going to watch them grow stronger? That's a two-word battle armor! If they equip every Soul Master with something like that on the battlefield, what will we use to defend ourselves? Just our Shrek Academy students?"

"It's unstoppable." Mu En opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. "When the One-Word Battle Armor appeared, I understood it. Our heritage is declining, while they are building a new system from scratch. This is not just a difference in battle armor, but a difference in national fortune and resource allocation."

Xuanzi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He knew Moon was telling the truth, and that hurt him even more than defeat.

"The era of the Sun and Moon Empire should be coming soon." Moon looked at the gray sky outside the window. "If they master this technology, the situation on the continent will be fundamentally reversed within a few years."

"All we can do is try our best to save those children's lives during these turbulent days ahead."

Looking at Mu En's seemingly resigned expression, Xuanzi felt an indescribable pang of sorrow.

Shrek Academy was once a sacred place for soul masters on the continent, but now they have become gatekeepers guarding the ruins.

He wanted to say something, but all that came out of his mouth was a heavy sigh.

[In the scene depicting the sky.]

The Qiankun Wenqing Valley area of ​​the White World, or rather, that pure training ground, appeared exceptionally peaceful.

After successfully creating the two-word battle armor "Black Hole," Huo Yuhao returned to the Sea God Pavilion immediately. He didn't become engrossed in the powerful armor itself, but instead immediately reported the entire inscription process to Bai Xuanzi.

Bai Xuanzi stood by the window, sunlight falling on his tall, straight back. He listened to Huo Yuhao's report, a rare, genuine smile appearing on his face.

"Very good. Now that your battle armor has taken initial shape, what you need now is not only the accumulation of power, but also the tempering of your mindset." Bai Xuanzi turned to look at Huo Yuhao. "Your soul power has now crossed the threshold of Soul Saint. The next step is the deep resonance of your Martial Soul True Body. The degree of integration with the battle armor will determine your future potential."

Huo Yuhao nodded; he always humbly accepted his teacher's guidance.

In the days that followed, Huo Yuhao in the White World returned to a stable routine.

Every day, he would go to the Tang Sect workshop to discuss the optimization of the soul tool circuit with Bei Bei. In the evenings, he would return to the Sea God Pavilion, where he would feel the pulse between his battle armor and martial soul in the quiet environment.

Although this life was ordinary, Huo Yuhao felt extremely content. He was no longer the boy struggling in the midst of slaughter, but a Soul Master constantly perfecting himself.

Until this day.

Wang Dong'er walked quickly from outside the Sea God Pavilion, her face showing a hint of urgency, but even more so, respect.

"Yuhao, there was a message just delivered from the Haotian Sect." Wang Dong'er handed a letter to Huo Yuhao. "It's from my eldest and second fathers."

Huo Yuhao accepted the letter and read it. The letter wasn't complicated; it simply invited him and Wang Dong'er to return home.

"They want to see me?" Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback, a hint of nervousness rising in his heart.

Seeing his reaction, Wang Dong'er smiled and said, "Yes. After all, we've been together for so long, and my uncles have always been very concerned about me. Now that you've broken through to level seventy, they want to meet you, their son-in-law, and also discuss our future cultivation paths."

"It's only right," Huo Yuhao nodded, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. "As a son-in-law, it's only proper for me to pay a visit. I'll go prepare the gifts now, and then we'll set off."

"Mmm." Wang Dong'er nodded, a happy smile spreading across her face.

The major empires and cities of the underworld are currently reeling from the news of this letter.

The Soul Masters looked at Huo Yuhao, who was still preparing gifts in the sky, and thought of their own Haotian Sect.

"Titan and Niu Tian? Are those two old monsters coming out again?" A Soul Master's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step back, as if the name carried some kind of curse. "Does everyone remember? Back in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they did a lot of bad things. This time, who knows what they're up to?"

"Yes, they must have ulterior motives for summoning Yuhao back at this time," someone nearby chimed in.

"I bet Titan and Niu Tian are up to no good. In the underworld, they treat Huo Yuhao as an accessory. Who knows what kind of wicked scheme they're plotting to get something out of Yuhao this time?"

"Do you think they're up to something?" a young Soul Master asked worriedly. "Although things seem peaceful in the White World right now, those two old guys getting together is bound to cause trouble."

The Soul Masters in the underworld were filled with distrust in their discussions.

In their minds, the two sect leaders of the Haotian Sect had always been the kind of people who would sacrifice everything for the benefit of the sect.

They even suspected that this meeting might be the start of another round of psychological torture or deprivation of benefits for Huo Yuhao.

(End of chapter)

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