Douluo: Wuhun Qimen Formation, control everything!

Chapter 115 Old Six Mirrors the Mortal World

On the other side of the battlefield, Elder Song and his group also achieved remarkable results, killing several Title Douluo.

The fall of these titled Douluo instilled fear in everyone else.

These people were not from the same faction. Although they were all titled Douluo, they were just a disorganized bunch. If they really attacked together, they might actually be able to put up a fight.

However, as the saying goes, "once again and again, the third time will be exhausted." After Shrek's several strong intimidations, their fighting spirit has been reduced to its lowest point.

"Go!" At the edge of the battlefield, a titled Douluo dressed in a blue robe shouted to his companion. He was an elder from a sect in the Heavenly Soul Empire and had intended to take advantage of the chaos to gain some benefits.

However, Shrek had anticipated that someone would be lying in ambush and had made arrangements in advance.

Another burly Title Douluo, his face covered in scars, gritted his teeth and said, "They're just leaving like that? Third Brother was just killed by that old woman!"

"Do you want to die?!" The titled Douluo in green robes glanced at his companion one last time, his flying soul tool already on: "These old monsters from Shrek Academy are no match for us. Let's get out of here before they notice us!"

"The dead are dead. Your own life is more important. If you want revenge, I won't stop you. Whether you stay or leave is up to you!"

After he finished speaking, his flying soul tool activated, and he fled frantically into the distance.

There was more than one person like him, or rather, all those who were alive at the scene, except for a few who were still hesitating, were already preparing to run away.

After all, they've all cultivated to the level of Title Douluo, so they have that much decisiveness.

An elderly man, dragging his injured body, barely managed to take off, only to be spotted by Yan Shaozhe.

"Trying to leave?" Yan Shaozhe sneered, his golden wings flapping behind him, countless feathers transforming into golden beams that pierced through him.

The opponent didn't even have time to scream before turning to ashes.

However, since they are all titled Douluo, they all have some tricks up their sleeves. Even if they can't win in a direct battle, they all have ways to save their lives.

In the end, with the combined efforts of Elder Song and the others, they managed to kill three more Title Douluos.

There were twenty Title Douluos who had surrounded them, but only thirteen escaped. In other words, seven Title Douluos perished in this battle.

Even during wars between the two countries, the fighting was never this brutal.

Xian Lin'er slowly descended from mid-air. Cracks appeared on her dragon armor. Although she had fought fiercely just now, she had actually expended a lot of energy.

In addition, her reckless fighting style caused her to be hit by many soul skills. If it weren't for the hardness of the dragon armor, she would have suffered more than just minor injuries.

Yan Shaozhe withdrew his martial spirit and slowly landed beside her.

"Are you okay?"

"A minor injury!" Xian Lin'er snorted coldly, not looking at Yan Shaozhe, but instead looking at the battlefield not far away.

"It's good that you're alright. I'll go check on the teachers at those academies." His martial soul is the Phoenix of Light, which also has some healing abilities.

The battle just now was at the level of a Title Douluo, and Xian Lin'er and the others were able to kill indiscriminately based on their own cultivation level.

However, this doesn't apply to the teachers.

Although their battle formation could rival that of a Title Douluo, they were not true Title Douluos after all, so several of them suffered serious injuries.

On the contrary, Wang Bo and Wang Yan were not injured, thanks to the protection of the crowd.

They are currently helping to treat the wounds of several teachers who were seriously injured.

At this moment, three wounded Title Douluos were swiftly moving through the forest. Leading them was a gaunt old man, whose progress was barely supported by a pair of tattered bat-wing martial spirits on his back.
If it weren't for the flying soul tool, he might not have been able to escape from Yan Shaozhe's clutches.

"Damn Shrek Academy, they're so strong!" The old man gritted his teeth and glanced at the other two. "Hurry up, just hold on a little longer, we'll be safe once we get past this mountain range."

Behind him were two gaunt middle-aged men, one of whom had completely lost feeling in his right arm, and the other with a shocking wound on his chest.

"Old Feng, are you sure this road is safe?" one of them asked, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"Don't worry, this road is remote, and very few people know about it."

The old man, nicknamed Old Wind, whose real name is Feng Xiaotian, is known as the "Bat-Winged Demon Lord." He is a titled Douluo who operates outside the major powers.
Using the characteristics of his bat-wing martial soul, he robbed the rich to help the poor (robbed and plundered), and occasionally acted as a mercenary assassin.

This attack on Shrek was arranged by an old friend, but I never expected something like this to happen.

"Damn it! When we get back this time, I'll make sure this informant is torn to pieces!"

If it weren't for the intelligence indicating that the Shrek Academy team only had one Title Douluo, he would never have dared to come.

The other two were his companions, true friends who would die for each other, so even in such a dangerous situation, he still brought the two with him.

If he hadn't blocked Yan Shaozhe's attack, the two of them probably wouldn't have had a chance to escape.

Just as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the mountain path ahead, blocking their way.

The plump Jing Hongchen looked at them with a smile: "Hello, you three~"

The three of them suddenly stopped.

"Who are you? From Shrek Academy?" They didn't recognize Jing Hongchen, after all, he was the head of Mingde Hall and rarely showed his face.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I need to borrow something from the three of you." Jing Hongchen stood with his hands behind his back, calmly sizing up the three of them.

Old Feng narrowed his eyes. Although this person seemed quite kind, he could always feel a strange sense of oppression from him.

His years of travel experience told him that given their current situation, it would be best for them to leave first.

"Please don't joke, sir. We're just passing by and will be leaving soon."

As he spoke, he tried to bypass Jing Hongchen.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that won't work. I haven't gotten my things yet." Jing Hongchen approached the three of them unhurriedly, but in reality, all three level-nine defensive soul tools on his body had already been activated.

Even if Old Master Song came, he wouldn't be able to defeat him instantly.

Not to mention these three good-for-nothing dogs in front of us.

"Stop joking, sir. Please just say what you want." Jing Hongchen's repeated provocations made Lao Feng a little angry.

But he still trusted his intuition and didn't want to clash with Jing Hongchen.

Jing Hongchen was somewhat surprised to see that this person was not angry. He sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll play the villain myself."

"The three of you, I would like to borrow your soul bones. Is that alright?"

"Aren't you being a bit too unreasonable?!"

If you want their soul bones, isn't that just taking their lives?

As he spoke, he observed Jing Hongchen's actions and subtly signaled to his two companions.

He knew that if he didn't kill the person in front of him, he definitely wouldn't be able to leave today.

Suddenly, the tattered bat wings behind Lao Feng fluttered, and he suddenly shot up, with the two middle-aged men behind him also making their moves.

"Old man! I've put up with you for too long! Wouldn't it be better if we could all just live in peace? You had to come and provoke me, so don't blame me for it."

Although the three Title Douluos were injured, their combined attack was still terrifying. However, Jing Hongchen had anticipated this.

With a simple raise of his hand, a semi-transparent shield appeared in front of him, easily blocking the attacks of the three.

"A level nine Soul Master?!" Old Feng's eyes flashed. Generally speaking, a level nine Soul Master is stronger than a Title Douluo, not to mention that he is currently injured.

"Let's go together!" Although he said this, his body unconsciously lagged behind the other two.

Are you kidding me? Three defeated soldiers think they can fight a well-prepared level nine soul master?
He didn't want to drag this inevitable defeat out any longer, so he could only make things difficult for his two good brothers.

Jing Hongchen snapped his fingers, and two floating soul-guided cannons appeared out of thin air behind him.

Both of these are level nine soul tools.

The soul-guided beam condensed at the cannon muzzle and fired forward.

Just then, Lao Feng turned around and said, "Brothers, since I just saved your lives, please shield me for now. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your families!"

The other two didn't expect Lao Feng to suddenly abandon them, but since he had already made his move, it was too late for them to turn back.

Even Jing Hongchen was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the two of them with a mocking expression: "These are your good brothers?"

"That's a nice thought, but I've said it before, none of you are leaving here today!"

With a flick of his finger, countless golden threads suddenly appeared in the sky, weaving together into a giant net that enveloped the entire area.

Level 9 Soul Guidance Device - Imprisoning Sky Net.

The two people in front of them were instantly subdued, and even Lao Feng, who wanted to escape, was trapped in mid-air.

All three of them felt their soul power being gradually drained away, and the circulation of their soul power became extremely slow.

"Who are you?!" Old Feng stared in horror at the golden network around him, struggling to escape.

Jing Hongchen smiled faintly: "I am Jing Hongchen, the Dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

"It's over!" The three men looked ashen-faced.

"You want the soul bone? Take it! But please spare our lives!" After all, even if the soul bone is removed, there might still be a chance to live.

Where there is life, there is hope.

"You are decisive, but unfortunately, no! I've changed my mind. Compared to a few soul bones, I'm quite interested in you."

"What on earth do you want to do!"

"What do you want to do? You'll find out later." Jing Hongchen didn't plan to kill them; living Title Douluos were far more useful than dead ones.

"In that case, let's die together!"

The nine soul rings on his body began to tremble, and a massive amount of soul power condensed within his body.

"Heh, trying to self-destruct? That won't do!" With that, he beckoned with his finger, and the golden threads in the air shone brightly.

Old Feng felt his soul power being instantly drained from his body, making it impossible for him to self-destruct.

His expression shifted several times, finally settling into a look of relief: "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."

He's used every means at his disposal; any further struggle will be futile.

"I never imagined that after a lifetime of dominance, I would end up in the hands of someone from the Sun and Moon Empire."

"Don't worry, you three are all treasures, I won't let you die so easily." Jing Hongchen manipulated the golden threads to bind the three of them tightly.

Like three large golden cocoons, they floated behind them.

He then looked at the distant battlefield and murmured, "Shrek's foundation is truly terrifying. Although we failed to obtain the soul beast embryo, capturing three titled Douluo alive is not bad."

In the center of the battlefield.

Now only Jin Peng, Elder Song, Elder Xuan, and Du Bu Si remain.

"Jin Peng, is that all you've got?" Old Song transformed into a blue eagle and continuously unleashed wind blades at Jin Peng.

Jin Peng's body was covered in wounds, but he didn't care. The wounds were only scary to look at, and they weren't serious to him.

"Song Yunzhi, all you can do is tickle me! What kind of skill is it to just run around like that?! If you have the guts, fight me head-on!"

Old Song was not angered by Jin Peng's few words. This is the way of the agile attacker. Only a reckless person would do something like head-on confrontation.

In fact, the outcome is already quite clear now; the attack on Shrek has already failed.

The fight is still going on, but it's because the battle between Elder Xuan and Poison Undying is still ongoing.

So they had no choice but to put on a show.

The scene looked terrifying, but neither side was actually injured.

Elder Xuan and Poison Immortal are already fighting fiercely, both of them are really enraged, and it probably won't end anytime soon.

So now a strange scene has appeared on the battlefield.

The two in the sky were fighting fiercely, while the two on the ground were taking a break from the battle. Xian Lin'er and Yan Shaozhe were watching the battle from the sidelines.

They fought all night, and it seemed that Elder Xuan and Poison Undying were finally nearing their end.

Both of them were covered in wounds, and neither of them gained anything.

However, it is obvious that Elder Xuan is still inferior, after all, the difference in spirit rings is real.

"Xuanzi, admit defeat, or I won't hesitate to kill you right now!" Although Du Busi had won, his expression was not good.

Putting aside the fact that he gained nothing this time, the fact that an elder was seriously injured was heartbreaking.

A glint of madness flashed in Elder Xuan's eyes. "If you have the guts, leave me here. Even if I can't beat you, your two elders will definitely die here today!"

And don't forget, I'm not alone! What, you dare to do it again?

Poison Undying's face grew even uglier, but he had to admit that Elder Xuan's words made a lot of sense. If he were seriously injured and lost two more elders, the future of his Body Sect might very well be ruined in his hands.

This is absolutely unacceptable to him.

"Xuanzi, I don't believe you dare to risk your life!"

"Don't believe me? Then try it!" Elder Xuan frantically activated the soul core within his body, and an aura of destruction spread from his body. "Old man, do you still believe me or not!"

Master Xuan's move sent a chill down Yan Shaozhe's spine as he watched from below.

"Elder Xuan! Don't act rashly!"

"Shao Zhe, if I die, you take men and raze their Body Sect to the ground! I refuse to believe that they can leave unscathed without being poisoned!"

(End of this chapter)