Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

The existence of the Douluo God Realm ultimately depends on the power of faith in the Douluo Continent. That is the foundation of the God Realm's existence and an important source for the gods to hold their divine positions and obtain divine power.

Lin Feng's actions can be said to have directly seized the power of faith from the divine realm.

This thought churned in Tang San's mind, his gaze silently falling on the Destruction God King beside him.

He wanted to see if the King of Destruction would make any statement.

The God of Destruction remained silent, his face expressionless, as if everything happening within the light screen had nothing to do with him.

Tang San's jaw clenched involuntarily.

This God of Destruction is usually quite energetic when dealing with me, bringing out all sorts of rules and regulations to oppress me.

But now? This is a matter of great importance concerning the power of faith in the divine realm, yet he remains silent, appearing as if he has no desire to interfere.

Tang San gritted his teeth inwardly.

It is truly unfortunate that the divine realm possesses such a god-king.

Of course, since the God King of Destruction said nothing, it was not appropriate for Tang San to say anything more at this time.

After all, he had already emphasized Lin Feng's interference in the mortal realm at the very beginning, and now that Ma Hongjun has brought it up again, it's as if he has already made his stance clear.

The fact that neither the Destruction God King nor the Goddess of Life expressed their opinion suggests that they did not care.

This won't do. As a member of the Divine Realm Committee, I must take this seriously. To not take it seriously would be a dereliction of duty.

Tang San's gaze returned to the light screen. He decided to wait until things had worsened before accusing the Destroyer God King.

At that time, reason was on his side.

In Douluo Continent, Long Xiaoyao also witnessed the scene of Nangong Wan turning into blood mist, and a trace of fatigue appeared on his face.

A moment later, he slowly stood up and then walked directly out of the hall.

Ye Xishui, who was standing to the side, also noticed Long Xiaoyao's actions, but she didn't say anything. Now, no matter what Long Xiaoyao was doing, she had to finish her own business and focus all her attention on her Death Tower.

After Long Xiaoyao walked out, his figure transformed into a gray light in the night sky and flew towards the direction of the pirated Shrek Academy.

Not long after, Long Xiaoyao arrived at the Golden Tree in the pirated Shrek Academy.

The members of Yixingfei Rke Academy were taken aback when they saw Long Xiaoyao appear.

As he glanced at the scene, a look of confusion flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes. How could the once number one academy on the Douluo Continent now have so few people left? Apart from the elders of the Sea God Pavilion from Shrek Academy, there were less than ten people left.

When Old Song saw Long Xiaoyao in the crowd, she was stunned. A look of surprise flashed across her aged face, which quickly turned into vigilance.

As someone of the same generation as Xuanzi, she naturally recognized Long Xiaoyao.

"Lord Dragon Emperor Douluo, what brings you here?"

Old Song's voice was clearly wary, his shrewd eyes fixed on Long Xiaoyao, his soul power surging around him, ready to strike at any moment.

Long Xiaoyao ignored Old Song and focused his gaze on Beibei. He had already recognized Beibei when he came last time.

"I have come here to return what belongs to Moon."

Beibei was taken aback when she heard this.

"The things of the Xuanzu?"

Long Xiaoyao nodded, then extended his withered hand. A beam of light emerged from his storage soul tool and transformed into a glass bottle upon landing in Long Xiaoyao's palm. Inside the bottle was a cherry-sized pill, perfectly round and radiating a faint golden light, clearly an extraordinary item.

"This is a dragon pill."

“It was given to me by Moon before he died. He intended for me to give it to you to take at an appropriate time in the future.”

He paused for a moment, his gaze falling on Beibei's young face.

"The Dragon Pill requires the body to have absolutely no resistance to take it, which means that one must be on the verge of death to take it. Mu En was afraid that no one would take care of him after he was gone, so he entrusted it to me."

Upon hearing these words, Bei Bei remained silent, her gaze fixed on the Dragon Pill. Even in death, her ancestor had shown her great kindness and respect.

But when Beibei thought of Shrek Academy now, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Shrek Academy was quite powerful under Moon's control, but it was not when it fell into her hands.

A few days ago, Yan Shaozhe had Du Weilun take Xing Sui away, ostensibly to choose a new location to establish Shrek Academy, but in reality, he wanted them to make their own choices: continue as Shrek Academy members or leave.

Faced with such a tragic scene, most people naturally chose to leave.

Beibei didn't blame them, after all... staying at Shrek Academy now wouldn't be a good thing for their future.

Long Xiaoyao continued speaking.

"But now, I don't have that much time."

“I am a demonic spirit master, and I will die soon, so I am returning this item in advance.”

He handed the dragon pill to Beibei.

"Please apologize on my behalf at Moon's grave."

“Just say… I, Long Xiaoyao, have wronged him.”

When Beibei took the Dragon Pill, her fingertips trembled slightly. She held the Dragon Pill in her palm and looked at the old man in front of her with a very complicated expression.

Long Xiaoyao is an evil soul master, and the two should have been enemies. However, this evil soul master kept the promise Mu En made before his death.

In contrast, Xuanzi...

Beibei's lips twitched, and finally she uttered two words.

Thank you.

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, without saying anything more. He turned around, his figure slowly rising and flying into the night sky.

After Long Xiaoyao left, Yan Shaozhe frowned and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Long Xiaoyao is, after all, an evil soul master. Could there be a problem with this dragon pill?"

Old Song shook his head and began to speak.

"This is indeed a dragon pill. I never expected that Elder Mu would entrust this to Long Xiaoyao before his death."

"However... if this item hadn't been given to Long Xiaoyao, it would probably have already fallen into Xuanzi's hands."

Speaking of Xuanzi, it's said that the former Taotie Douluo has now embarked on a completely different path.

After a moment of stunned silence, no one spoke again.

On the competition stage, fewer and fewer evil spirit masters are willing to take the stage.

Those who had initially fought with a do-or-die mentality are mostly dead; the rest have either been completely crushed by fear or are still secretly praying for their lives.

After waiting for a long time, no one else went up to the competition stage.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the stage, his gaze sweeping over the silent evil soul masters in front of the light screen, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"Is there no evil spirit master below the Super Douluo level willing to challenge me?"

Upon hearing these words, a group of people trembled with malice, wondering if they were going to randomly pick someone.

The next moment, Lin Feng slowly opened his mouth and smiled.

"Then let's end this part of the match."

As soon as the words fell, in every corner of the Douluo Continent, those evil soul masters whose cultivation was below the level of Super Douluo suddenly froze, all turning into blood mist.

This scene unfolded before everyone's eyes, and it was quite a shocking sight.

How could a Soul Master below the Super Douluo level just die like that?

Chapter 419 Even Food-Type Soul Masters Need Mechanisms

The Holy Spirit Church's main hall was now empty; to be precise, only three figures remained.

Ye Xishui sat in the highest seat, her thin hands gripping the armrests tightly.

Zhong Liwu stood beside her, his face ashen, his entire body trembling slightly.

Feng Ling stood on the other side of the main hall, her eyes swirling with complex emotions.

Just a moment ago, there were still quite a few people in the Holy Spirit Church's main hall. The elders, protectors, deacons, and those usually arrogant and domineering evil spirit masters were all still standing here.

But in just a moment, they all turned into a cloud of blood mist.

At this moment, large patches of dark red bloodstains still remained on the floor of the main hall, and a strong stench of blood permeated the air, making people nauseous.

Zhong Liwu's gaze swept over the bloodstains, then quickly returned to his own.

Seeing death through a screen of light and seeing it appear directly in front of you are two completely different things.

While looking at the light screen, he was able to remain somewhat calm, and he could still weigh the gains and losses in his mind, and even think about whether that guy Nangong Wan could find a way out for the evil soul master.

But when the blood mist exploded right beside him, when his subordinates who had been standing alive in front of him just moments before turned into minced meat before his eyes, the string in his heart snapped.

Fear overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Zhong Liwu's lips trembled twice before he finally spoke.

"Mother... what should we do next?"

A dark cloud hung over Ye Xishui's withered face. She glanced at Zhong Liwu, a sharp glint in her eyes.

"I've already told you the solution."

Her voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.

"That's a fight to the death."

"If we don't fight to the death now, we can only wait to die."

Her sharp eyes swept over Zhong Liwu and then landed on Feng Ling.

Are you all ready?

Ye Xishui's question only intensified Zhong Liwu's fear.

He had lived for so many years, his hands stained with the blood of countless people, and he had faced life-or-death crises, but never before had he been so close to death, especially with nowhere to escape.

That light screen could cover the entire Douluo Continent, and the locations of all evil soul masters were locked. Where could he hide?

Zhong Liwu clenched his teeth, and after a moment, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Listen to your mother."

A hint of resentment flashed in those eyes.

Since there is no way to avoid it or retreat, then we can only fight to the death.

Since death is inevitable whether you go left or right, at least you should take a bite out of the other side before you die.

At that moment, on the competition stage, Lin Feng slowly announced the rules for the competition.

"Next, sixth to fifteenth place."

“Evil Soul Masters below the Limit Douluo level are welcome to take on the challenge.”

Zhong Liwu's gaze unconsciously fell on Feng Ling. He knew that, according to this order, both Feng Ling and he would be playing in the upcoming matches.

Feng Ling also knew that whether she went first or last, she would have to face this crisis herself in the end. Besides, all the cannon fodder of the Holy Spirit Cult had died, and she was the weakest one, so she had no choice but to be the cannon fodder herself.

And right beneath the light screen, Feng Ling's figure and appearance were revealed to everyone at this moment.

She was an exceptionally beautiful woman with fair and delicate skin, exquisite and alluring features, and an alluring charm emanating from her entire being.

She had a pair of unusual eyes, not large but very bright, with dark red lines at the corners of her eyes extending to her temples. Paired with a long black robe, she looked like a poisonous datura flower.

Beneath the golden ancient tree, Yan Shaozhe stared at Feng Ling through the light screen, completely stunned. She was his ex-girlfriend.

The two dated for three months back then. Although it wasn't a long time, it was a very special experience for Yan Shaozhe.

Later, Feng Ling's evil energy suddenly flared up, and after a fierce battle between the two, Feng Ling disappeared without a trace.

But now she's here, standing on the arena of Shrek Academy in the sky. If it weren't for a matter of life and death, Feng Ling probably wouldn't have gone up there. So... after I let her go back then, she still went down the path of an evil soul master, which really chills my heart.

Yan Shaozhe felt a pang of pain in his heart, but it quickly turned into a silent sigh. He knew that everything was irreversible.

On the competition stage, Feng Ling has made her choice.

Her gaze swept over the five students from the tenth to the sixth, finally landing on Xu Lizhi.

He was a round, fat man with a simple, honest smile, who stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

Food-type Soul Master.

Feng Ling knew very well that among the people present, only Xu Lizhi was a food-type Soul Master, and she had little confidence in the abilities of the others.