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The Demonic Forest is currently the site of an earth-shattering battle. In the distance, two imposing figures are rapidly approaching the battle scene. One is clad in a blue robe, his hair draped over his shoulders in a somewhat unkempt manner. It's none other than Xuanzi, a Level 98 Super Douluo from Shrek Academy.
The other figure is a burly man with white hair, dressed in black-scaled armor. A faint aura of Ultimate Douluo emanates from him.
"Xuanzi, you've finally arrived," the white-haired man said calmly as they stopped just outside the central battlefield.
"Dragon Emperor, you're still as impressive as ever," Xuanzi replied, though his eyes showed signs of caution. This Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, was renowned as one of the top-tier experts in the world. Although Xuanzi was no slouch in terms of strength, he was clearly outclassed in terms of soul power.
After exchanging nods, they turned their focus to the heart of the battle.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At the center of the battlefield, Shui Yuanchen unleashed devastating power, completely overwhelming the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord. The air was filled with resounding blasts, and scarlet beams of light flashed incessantly.
The spectacle left Xuanzi and Long Xiaoyao in awe. A battle between an Ultimate Douluo and an 800,000-year-old spirit beast was a rare sight.
However, within just a few seconds, Xuanzi's gaze shifted to a seemingly inconspicuous figure on the periphery of the battlefield.
"That's... Shui Wuya!" His pupils widened with shock as he recognized the figure. Why was Shui Wuya at the edge of the central battlefield? The intense spiritual energy there was enough to make even him hesitant, yet Shui Wuya seemed utterly unaffected as he hovered in the sky without flinching at the battle's shockwaves.
What level has he reached?
For a moment, Xuanzi was filled with doubt. He realized he could no longer see through Shui Wuya's true strength.
"You're insane! Absolutely insane!" roared the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord as his energy plummeted following a direct hit from Shui Yuanchen. The relentless barrage of Shui Yuanchen's nearly maniacal attacks was taking its toll on the overlord's spirit. Finally, he decided to fight back with all his might.
"You've forced me to this point!"
Another earth-shattering roar echoed through the battlefield as the 800,000-year-old spirit beast unleashed its full power. The enormous scarlet eye of the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord radiated waves of mental energy, an overwhelming spiritual attack rapidly forming.
The sight sent chills down Long Xiaoyao's spine as he watched from the distant sky.
The intensity of the attack made him wonder if Ye Xishui could withstand it, let alone defeat it. Perhaps only with the aid of that tenth-level soul tool could she stand a chance against such power.
Long Xiaoyao's eyes widened in disbelief as he felt the pressure mounting from the black-robed man. This person seemed significantly stronger than Ye Xishui.
"No, even with the soul tool, Ye Xishui might not be able to take him on," Long Xiaoyao thought, revising his earlier assessment. It was a daunting realization.
The Holy Spirit Sect once used a partially completed tenth-level soul tool to convince the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord to collaborate, leading to a monumental battle between Ye Xishui and the overlord. Although that battle was fierce, it didn't reach the level of destruction they were witnessing now. Ultimately, Ye Xishui lost by a narrow margin, whereas the current black-robed man was completely overwhelming the overlord. The contrast was stark.
"The Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord must have held back a lot of power during that battle," Long Xiaoyao concluded, feeling a chilling sense of danger.
The intensity of the spiritual energy in the air continued to escalate. Suddenly, Xuanzi blinked and reappeared next to Shui Wuya.
"Shui Wuya, why are you here?" he asked, unable to contain his curiosity.
"Xuanzi," Shui Wuya nodded slightly, acknowledging him. "My uncle brought me here to obtain a soul ring."
"Uncle?" Xuanzi's confusion deepened, but a moment later, it clicked. Who else could be Shui Wuya's uncle if not the black-robed man battling the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord?
"May I know your uncle's name?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Xuanzi suppressed his inner shock and asked another question.
"His name is Shui Yuanchen," Shui Wuya replied with a faint smile, already seeing the astonishment on Xuanzi's face.
"Shui Yuanchen..." Xuanzi repeated the name, though it didn't ring a bell. However, when he glanced back at the black-robed man battling the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord, his eyes widened in shock.
Wait a minute! Could the soul ring that Shui Wuya wanted be from the 800,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord?
Xuanzi's heart raced as he looked back at Shui Wuya. This could only mean one thing: Shui Wuya was the heir of the Shui family. Only someone of such high status would be worthy of having a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo fight an 800,000-year-old fierce beast to obtain a soul ring.
Suddenly, his intense shock was mixed with relief. He was grateful that he hadn't followed Shui Wuya to the Shui family estate as he'd once considered. If he had, given the Shui family's terrifying power, he might not have survived or could've been severely injured.
While Xuanzi was lost in his thoughts, Long Xiaoyao was intensely focused on Shui Yuanchen. His breathing grew heavy as realization hit him.
"Shui Yuanchen! That's the name old ghost Zhongli mentioned. The Warden of the Hell of Slaughter!"
Long Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with disbelief and fear. He'd overheard Shui Wuya's conversation with Xuanzi, recognizing the name Shui Yuanchen. It reminded him of what old ghost Zhongli had told him years ago.
The Hell of Slaughter was a prison where evil soul masters were detained, overseen by a super-powerful warden named Shui Yuanchen. old ghost Zhongli himself had been imprisoned there for decades.
"What is he doing here?" Long Xiaoyao was genuinely alarmed. Although he wasn't an evil soul master, he was the chief priest of the Holy Spirit Sect. If Shui Yuanchen found out, the consequences could be severe. He remembered how old ghost Zhongli had described Shui Yuanchen, the sheer terror in his eyes still haunting him.
This was a dangerous revelation, and Long Xiaoyao knew he needed to tread carefully.
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(End of the Chapter)