Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

Xuanzi suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, unleashing a burst of intense yellow light. Then, an incredibly powerful attraction instantly captivated all the four-clawed bats that were swarming towards him.

"Swallow!"

The bats let out sharp hisses and desperately flapped their wings, trying to escape, but the suction was too strong. They struggled in mid-air for a moment before being swept away by the yellow light and flying towards Xuanzi's direction.

The four-clawed bats transformed into clumps of gray energy and entered Xuanzi's body.

Xuanzi's eyes were bloodshot, and an evil aura lingered around him for a long time.

The four-clawed bats around him weren't particularly strong, but their level, between Soul Master and Soul King, wasn't much of a threat to Xuanzi.

Moreover, now that he has awakened the true Devouring Talent of the Gluttonous Divine Ox, these low-level abyss creatures have absolutely no chance of escaping in front of Xuanzi who has unleashed his Devouring Power.

With each four-clawed bat he absorbed, Xuanzi could feel his power increase.

The feeling was wonderful; every cell in his body was rejoicing. As Xuanzi devoured the food, a complex mix of emotions surged within him.

He did feel some regret, wondering why he hadn't awakened this ability sooner.

If only this Devouring Talent had awakened when the Abyss creature first descended upon Shrek Academy.

At that time, swarms of four-clawed bats descended from the sky, plunging the entire Shrek Academy into chaos.

If Xuanzi had appeared in this manner back then, as a savior, and turned all those bats into his own power, how glorious that would have been!

With the sheer number of those abyssal creatures, he could easily push his strength to the level of a level 99 Limit Douluo.

If he really had that power back then, how could that brat Beibei have dared to attack him?

That kid couldn't even touch one of his fingers, let alone tear off his arm.

Your level won't drop from 98 to 78, and you won't suffer those humiliating experiences afterward.

Thinking of this, Xuanzi's resentment surged once again.

He hated Beibei, hated Shrek Academy in the sky, hated Lin Feng, hated Zhao Chen, and hated everyone who had brought him to this state.

His teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding together, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with a violent glint.

He was determined to destroy this absolutely terrible world.

Just as these thoughts were churning in Xuanzi's mind, he had already devoured most of the four-clawed bats around him.

After those bats were devoured, they did not continue to generate new ones. Their life energy had been completely absorbed by Xuanzi and could not be regenerated.

Xuanzi felt the life energy flowing continuously into his body and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed through the dark passage, carrying an almost manic joy.

His body began to heat up, and a warm current flowed from his dantian to his limbs and bones.

The severed arm, infused with life energy, began to grow rapidly and soon took full shape.

Xuanzi raised his hands and looked at them; both arms had returned.

Not only that, he could also feel that his soul power had returned to the level of level 80.

Although he was still a long way from his peak level of 98, he was no longer the useless person who was even worse than a Soul Saint.

Now he can use his eighth soul skill. Previously, he was unable to use the eighth soul ring because his soul power was insufficient.

This kind of experience is not something everyone can have. What he needs to do next is to continue absorbing and become stronger.

Xuanzi was completely unaware that the color of his eighth soul ring was a bit off. Although they were all black, there were still some differences. Just then, his body suddenly underwent a change.

A sharp pain shot through his bones, as if something was tearing him apart inside.

His bones crackled and popped, and his body began to swell and deform uncontrollably.

His body rapidly grew taller and larger, a layer of coarse hair appeared on his skin, the shape of his head twisted, and his face gradually blurred, replaced by a ferocious beast's head.

The eyes moved from the face to the armpits, two rows of tiger teeth protruded from the mouth, and a pair of huge, curved bull horns grew on the top of the head, each several meters long.

Xuanzi transformed into a monster with the body of a sheep, eyes under its armpits, tiger teeth, human claws, and a pair of huge bull horns on its head.

The eight soul rings on his body—two yellow, two purple, and four black—disappeared completely upon contact with the pair of enormous bull horns.

Xuanzi lowered his head, looking at his body, which had completely transcended the human realm, and felt the surging, beastly power within him.

He felt no panic whatsoever; instead, he burst into laughter, his voice filled with madness.

"I'm not human anymore!"

"Since this world can't accept me, then I'll live on like this! Even if I become a monster, I will take my revenge! I will make those people pay the price!"

"From now on, I will be their biggest nightmare!"

He abruptly turned his head, looking into the even denser darkness at the depths of the passage.

He could sense that there was more life surging there, four-clawed bats, six-clawed bats, and even more powerful abyssal creatures.

Xuanzi took a step forward, his enormous body rushing into the darkness.

He began to devour the four-clawed and six-clawed bats around him in a frenzy, accepting all that came, as long as they were alive and carried life energy, he swallowed them all whole.

His aura was rising steadily; he could become stronger simply by eating. For Xuanzi, this was undoubtedly the best way to become stronger.

Chapter 414 Even a spineless person is better than an early death

The challenge continues on the competition stage.

One by one, the evil spirit masters walked onto the stage. Some were pale, some had bloodshot eyes, and some were trembling all over.

They all stepped onto the competition stage with the mindset of fighting to the death, but the result remained unchanged.

The bottom ten students stood there like insurmountable walls, keeping all the challengers firmly outside.

They could fight against evil soul masters at the Title Douluo level, but in the end, it was just a matter of holding out for a while longer.

As for those Soul Douluo and Soul Saint level evil Soul Masters, they basically didn't even have a chance to fight back before they fell on the stage.

After each match, Harosa would appear on the stage, and with each rise and fall of his slender cross sword, a head would roll to the ground.

Harosa didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just silently swung his sword, sheathed it, and stepped aside, letting the drops of blood slide down his face.

Anxiety, fear, despair—a mix of negative emotions swirled in the mind of every evil spirit master.

As they watched their companions die one by one, and as the cross sword fell again and again, the tension in their hearts was gradually taut, on the verge of snapping.

The thought that death was inevitable, whether one went up or down, began to spread in the minds of all the evil spirit masters. Since they were going to die whether they went up on the competition stage or not, they might as well take a chance and at least take a few people down with them.

Amidst this wave of despair, two people exchanged a glance.

The Holy Spirit Cult's Third Elder, Ming Lei Dou Luo, and Fourth Elder, You Ming Dou Luo.

Ming Lei Douluo had short hair, an old and dignified face, and was around seventy years old. However, he was still very strong. Even though he was wearing a loose black robe, it could not hide his broad shoulders and back. He exuded an aura of authority without anger.

The Netherworld Douluo was an old man with white hair and a thin body, whose deep-set eyes shone with a cold light.

The two stood in a corner of the Holy Spirit Church's main hall, their gazes passing through the light screen and landing on the figures on the competition stage.

"This can't go on."

Ming Lei Dou Luo lowered his voice, his majestic eyes filled with gloom.

"Although they could know our location, our actions were not hindered."

The Netherworld Douluo nodded slightly.

"We won't die until this damn thing is over."

A cold smile appeared on Ming Lei Dou Luo's lips.

"Then let's make our move while the match is still going on. Those guys' attention will definitely be on the stage. They can't be watching all of our movements all the time."

“We went straight for the guys in that nearby village, wiped them out in a flash, and then left.”

Ming Lei Douluo's voice carried a fierce tone, and his purpose was simple: to prove that the Shrek Academy in the sky could not keep an eye on them all the time.

Once it can be proven that the other party is not omnipotent, the remaining evil spirit masters will unite together.

They didn't want to sit idly by and wait to die; nothing was more terrifying than watching death approach them step by step.

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

The two hit it off immediately, but then turned their attention to another figure in the main hall.

Nangong Wan, the second elder of the Holy Spirit Church.

Nangong Wan looks quite fierce, but those who know him know that his personality is completely different from his appearance.

He is weak-willed and his favorite thing to do is to bully the weak and fear the strong. He is aggressive when he encounters an opponent weaker than him, but shrinks back when he encounters an opponent stronger than him.

Most importantly, he was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Ming Lei Dou Luo walked up to Nan Gong Wan and invited him.

"Second Elder, we plan to take action during the competition and wipe out a village. Do you want to come with us?"

Nangong Wan paused for a moment, then waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no, I won't go. You can do this yourselves."

His voice carried a hint of panic, and his eyes quickly swept across the figure standing by the competition stage on the screen before snapping back to the screen.

"I have no intention of provoking that academy. Didn't you see how easily Sleepy Douluo died? If we were to offend them, do you think we could possibly survive?"

Ming Lei Dou Luo frowned.

"Second Elder, are you really just going to wait here to die?"

"Waiting to die is better than courting death."

Nangong Wan shook her head, her tone carrying an almost stubborn insistence.

He had finally managed to rise to the position of Second Elder of the Holy Spirit Church. Although his life hadn't been particularly glorious, at least he was still alive.

He paused for a moment, his voice becoming even lower.

"I don't want to do anything to offend that Shrek Academy in the Sky."

Ming Lei Douluo and You Ming Douluo exchanged a glance, both of their eyes filled with disdain.

Ming Lei Dou Luo muttered a curse in a low voice, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Soft-hearted."

Although the Netherworld Douluo did not speak, his cold gaze conveyed the same meaning.

Upon hearing the curse, Nangong Wan didn't say anything more; he simply lowered his eyes and pretended not to have heard it.

Nangong Wan regretted her past actions; if only she hadn't become an evil spirit master, she could have survived.

He glanced at the retreating figures of Ming Lei Douluo and You Ming Douluo, and sighed inwardly. Those two are probably going to die soon.

He didn't feel sorry for them, but felt that his own life had been truly full of misfortunes.

Having finally climbed to the position of Second Elder, he hadn't even had a few days to enjoy his retirement when this incident occurred.

Ming Lei Douluo and You Ming Douluo no longer paid attention to Nangong Wan. The two of them, along with several evil soul masters at the Soul Saint level, quietly left the main hall of the Holy Spirit Sect and sped towards the nearby small village.

They moved very fast, their figures almost turning into blurry afterimages in the night.

At the same time, a demonic soul master stepped onto the stage.

That person's strength was only at the Soul Saint level. Standing in front of the student ranked tenth from the bottom, he trembled like a sieve, but he still gritted his teeth and charged forward.

The result was predictable; after only two or three exchanges, the man was already lying on the ground.

Harosa once again appeared on the competition stage.

The sword fell, and the head fell.

Soon, another evil spirit master appeared.

Just then, Ming Lei Douluo and You Ming Douluo arrived at the edge of the village with the few Soul Saints.

Their gazes fell upon the village slumbering in the night, and a sinister smile appeared on their lips.

"Make your move."

With a low shout, Ming Lei Douluo unleashed his soul power, ready to slaughter the entire village.

But just as he was about to make his move, a beam of light descended from the sky.

After the beam of light dissipated, a tall, burly, bald man emerged from it.