Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The following morning, before the first rays of dawn had pierced through the morning mist of Shrek Academy, the Sea God Pavilion was already shrouded in a heavy, deathly silence.

Old Master Song, who was temporarily in charge of the academy, sat listlessly in the seat that Mu En used to have exclusively. He was clutching two letters with the ink still wet in his hands. His knuckles were white from the force, his old face was pale, and his body was trembling slightly. He was almost fainting.

Each of these two messages was like a thunderclap, enough to drag Shrek Academy, which had just barely calmed down after Moon's death, back into a raging storm of no return.

Old Song took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging blood in her chest, but her disordered breathing betrayed her inner panic.

The spot where she sits now is the place where Mu En has guarded for decades. In the past, no matter how great the crisis, as long as Mu En was here, everyone had a pillar of support.

But now that her pillar of support has been shattered, these two sudden mountains have left her completely at a loss, utterly unsure of how to cope.

Sitting at the lower end of the table, Elder Zhuang was the first to recover from his shock. He tapped the table lightly, breaking the suffocating silence, and suggested in a hoarse voice, "Elder Song, Elder Long's body... has been sent back from the Star Luo Empire. Shall we go and take a look now?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere inside the Sea God Pavilion became even more oppressive, as if the air itself had frozen.

The elders present all had solemn expressions and no one spoke; all eyes were focused on Elder Song.

Now that Mu En has fallen, and Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe have been placed in solitary confinement, the strongest combat power and decision-making ability in the academy has fallen on her shoulders, and everyone is waiting for her orders.

Mentioning Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe, Old Song's brows furrowed even more.

Those two, known as "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix," were hot-tempered and extremely brainless. Upon learning of Long Xiaoyao's death, they would undoubtedly go to great lengths to settle scores with the Star Luo Empire and the Sun Moon Empire.

Given the current state of the academy, it simply cannot withstand another upheaval. If they were to cause any more earth-shattering events, Shrek Academy might truly be doomed.

Therefore, the most crucial thing right now is to keep the news under wraps and absolutely not let those two know about it.

After a full half-incense stick's time of silence, Old Master Song slowly raised his head, the panic in his eyes fading slightly, replaced by a more resolute look.

She leaned on the table to stand up and said in a deep voice, "Let's go take a look."

The Star Luo Empire sent Long Xiaoyao's body back overnight, its intentions clear—both to make a statement and to exert pressure.

Old Master Song knew that the academy was already in dire straits and could not withstand any more turmoil, but since the other party had already delivered the body to her door, she had no choice but to face it head-on, no matter how unwilling she was.

Meanwhile, inside the White Tiger Duke's mansion, in a simple servant's quarters, Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

This room was where Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of destiny, lived before he rose to prominence, and the last wisp of his divine consciousness that he had been searching for for many days, which remained in the White Tiger Duke's mansion, was hidden here.

At this moment, that wisp of divine consciousness had been completely absorbed and refined by him, and the soul power in his body surged like boiling magma, directly breaking through to the Soul King realm!

Five spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet, slowly rotating around his body, their colors being three purple and two black—purple-purple-purple-black-black!

Such a configuration of spirit rings is considered top-tier even in the entire spirit master world.

Tang San felt the surging power within him and couldn't help but clench his fists, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

But soon, his eyes dimmed a little: "Being merely a Soul King is not enough... This level of strength is far from sufficient to seize Huo Yuhao's fortune."

Just as he was pondering this, a sudden burst of chaotic footsteps and noise came from outside, and the servants inside seemed to be thrown into disarray.

Tang San's heart stirred, and he quickly concealed his aura, composed himself, and pushed open the door to go out.

He stopped a servant who was rushing around carrying bedding and asked in a deep voice, "What happened? Why are you in such a panic?" The servant was initially impatient, but when he looked up and saw that it was Tang San, his impatience instantly turned into respect. He quickly stopped and bowed, replying, "Reporting to Lord Tang San, the Duke has instructed us that distinguished guests are visiting today, and we must hurry up and prepare a banquet to ensure they are properly received."

"A distinguished guest?" Tang San's eyes flashed with interest, and he immediately asked, "Where is Duke White Tiger now?"

"His Excellency the Duke is in his study handling official business," the servant replied truthfully.

"Okay." Tang San nodded and turned to walk towards the Duke's study.

A new plan quickly took shape in his mind. If it could be successfully implemented, it would not only solve the current predicament but also achieve two goals at once, paving the way for seizing future opportunities.

He was completely unaware that the moment he turned to leave, several discreet gazes swept over him from the corners of the mansion, the treetops, and the shadows of the pillars, taking in his every move.

Tang San took it as the servants' awe and envy of a Soul Master. Little did he know that the owners of these gazes were all spies of the Dragon Soul Clan. From the moment he stepped into the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, he had been completely exposed to the Dragon Descendants' surveillance and had no secrets whatsoever.

Meanwhile, inside Shrek Academy's private hotel.

On the second day of the Soul Master Competition, the Shrek Academy team had no matches scheduled. Mo Yan was lazily lying in bed catching up on sleep when the sudden opening of the door made her frown instantly and open her eyes with displeasure.

"Mo Yan." Zhang Lexuan closed the door behind her and walked quickly to the bedside. Her tone was somewhat solemn. "The Star Luo Empire sent Long Xiaoyao's body back to the academy last night. The speed was astonishing. They probably used some kind of soul skill that we don't know about."

"Oh, let them do as they please." Mo Yan yawned, his tone nonchalant, and rolled over to continue lying down, too lazy to even lift his eyelids. "It's just a corpse, sending it back won't cause any trouble."

"Are you really that confident?" Zhang Lexuan asked helplessly. Mo Yan's confident demeanor made her feel both at ease and somewhat unsure of him.

"Who knows?" Mo Yan replied vaguely, his voice still languid from just waking up. "Anyway, everything that needs to be arranged has been set up. The rest is up to those old guys at Shrek Academy to decide."

Seeing that she had no interest in discussing it, Zhang Lexuan said no more, bid a simple farewell, and turned to leave the room.

As the team leader, she and Han Ruoruo also had to go to the competition venue to check on the other teams' performance and gather intelligence.

Although these things may be useless to the end of the fire, the appearances must still be done properly.

At the same time, inside Shrek Academy, Elder Song led a group of elders to the room where Mu En had lived before his death.

Old Zhuang placed Long Xiaoyao's body here, perhaps hoping that the two old friends could "see each other one last time," but this intention added a touch of sorrow and eeriness to the air.

If Moon's spirit knew that his old friend's corpse had been placed in his room, he would probably be both amused and annoyed...

On the bed in the center of the room, Long Xiaoyao's body was completely covered by a white cloth.

Old Song walked forward slowly, took a deep breath, and with a slightly trembling hand, slowly lifted the white cloth.

The moment the white sheet was pulled down, the scene on the bed was clearly revealed to everyone.

All the elders present froze on the spot, their pupils contracted sharply, and gasps of astonishment rose and fell, completely dumbfounded.

The gruesome state of Long Xiaoyao's corpse before their eyes was far too shocking to bear, exceeding everyone's imagination!

...(End of chapter)