Wang Nan looked up and saw the teachers who had come out of Sea God Island. Each of them had at least eight spirit rings, led by Yan Shaozhe. As soon as they approached the dormitory building, they scattered, seemingly searching for something.
Yan Shaozhe glanced at Wang Nan. Even though it was night, with his strength, he could still clearly see what Wang Nan was doing.
"All teachers and students immediately return to your dormitories. No one is allowed to leave without permission."
Yan Shaozhe's voice echoed through the sky, spreading across the Outer Courtyard of Shrek Academy.
Wang Nan wasn't sure if Yan Shaozhe's words were meant specifically for him, but an incident that required so many Spirit Douluo to appear was not something he could get involved with. Without hesitation, he quickly entered the dormitory building.
The alarm and Yan Shaozhe's voice lit up the entire building. Students, whether meditating or sleeping, were startled awake, eager to see what was happening outside.
As soon as Wang Nan stepped into the dormitory building, a female voice, full of anger, rang out from behind him.
"Yan Shaozhe, stop pretending! When did you become so kind, or are you afraid of tarnishing your reputation as the Head of Shrek Academy?"
Wang Nan's spiritual sea boiled violently. The Golden Tree branch he wore close to his body emitted a faint light, enveloping him.
Protected by the Golden Tree branch, Wang Nan peeked through the dormitory door and saw a figure flying up into the sky. The nine spirit rings around her—three purple, five black, and one red—were particularly eye-catching.
Upon hearing this voice, Yan Shaozhe fell silent for a moment, not refuting her.
"What, did I hit a nerve?"
Yan Shaozhe was silent again, then spoke, his tone much softer, "Feng Ling, I didn't expect you to appear at Shrek Academy."
"Do you regret not killing me back then, or do you find my appearance an eyesore, ruining your good deeds?"
Yan Shaozhe heard this and fell silent again. He was not unfamiliar with this person; in fact, he knew her very well. Decades ago, when he was still a Spirit Emperor, he met a young Feng Ling during his travels.
At that time, Yan Shaozhe was a genius of Shrek Academy, a disciple of the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En, and was a favored son of heaven.
Coupled with his flirtatious nature when it came to romantic matters, he quickly exchanged vows with Feng Ling, spending an unforgettable time together.
However, due to the influence of his Bright Phoenix Spirit, Feng Ling's Spirit completely mutated into an Evil Phoenix, and she herself became an Evil Soul Master. Yan Shaozhe, remembering their past, let Feng Ling leave, and there had been no news of her since.
"Feng Ling, I was soft-hearted then and let you go. Today, no matter what, I will not let you leave Shrek Academy."
"Heh, since you're putting on airs and pretending not to know me, then we'll see if you have the ability."
After Feng Ling finished speaking, her third spirit ring glowed brightly, and a pair of dark purple wings spread out from her back. In an instant, an uncomfortable evil aura surged outwards.
The students in the dormitory building were all affected, revealing their spirits to resist the evil aura. Some students with weaker cultivation couldn't resist in time, and the evil Qi entered their bodies, causing them to tremble.
Seeing this, the teachers who accompanied Yan Shaozhe to the Outer Courtyard quickly circulated their spirit power, protecting the dormitory building.
Yan Shaozhe sighed slightly. Behind him, a golden Phoenix spread its wings, as if about to soar, illuminating the entire night sky.
As Mu En's eldest disciple, Yan Shaozhe naturally knew Mu En's ultimate skill, Monarch's Descent. This golden Phoenix was a skill he created by mastering Monarch's Descent and integrating his own concept.
However, what he didn't expect was that when the golden light shone toward Feng Ling, she blocked it. Behind Feng Ling, countless wronged souls seemed to be wailing and crying, preventing Yan Shaozhe's golden light from advancing an inch.
For a moment, the entire sky was divided into two parts, one golden and the other purple. In the confrontation between gold and purple, Yan Shaozhe gradually fell into a disadvantage.
At this moment, Feng Ling's aura was fully revealed. Her spirit power fluctuations had already surpassed Yan Shaozhe's. Undoubtedly, she was a level 96 Super Douluo.
At the Titled Douluo level, the difference between each level is vast. Although Feng Ling was only one level higher than Yan Shaozhe, Yan Shaozhe knew in his heart that he alone could not defeat the Feng Ling before him.
Before Yan Shaozhe could think further, he heard a "bang." Feng Ling's first spirit ring exploded, her aura intensified, and the evil aura pressed down on Yan Shaozhe as if it were a physical entity.
Then, her figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages behind her. Her right hand extended, transforming into a huge purple bird claw, descending towards Yan Shaozhe's head.
Yan Shaozhe naturally wouldn't sit idly by. The golden light contracted, his essence, Qi, and spirit merged into one, concentrating his power in his right hand, and he met Feng Ling's attack.
Accompanied by bursts of Phoenix cries, two figures, one golden and one purple, intertwined in the air. The intense aftershocks spread downwards, and several Spirit Douluo had to work together to barely protect the dormitory building.
Feng Ling and Yan Shaozhe had not yet determined a victor, but the light on Sea God Island in the distance gradually dimmed.
Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe's movements paused, and he looked anxiously towards the island. He didn't know how the battle on the island was progressing. Although his teacher was a level 99 Limit Douluo, his opponent was by no means inferior.
If Mu En was defeated, and with Feng Ling here, Shrek might be facing a disaster.
"Yan Shaozhe, look at the romantic debt you've accumulated; the creditor has even chased you to the Academy." Just as Yan Shaozhe was frowning in distress, a stream of green light streaked across the night sky, followed by Xian Liner's mocking voice.
"Liner, you've come at a good time. How is Teacher's side?"
Although Xian Liner and Yan Shaozhe had always been at odds, with an external enemy present, it was not the time for an argument.
After a brief taunt, she came to Yan Shaozhe's side and whispered, "Teacher is injured, but that person has also retreated. Several elders have already begun to search for that Disciple's whereabouts. I came to help you first, and Mei'er will arrive shortly."
Feng Ling watched Xian Liner arrive, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Her purple wings vibrated, and her figure flew high into the sky. "Yan Shaozhe, I won't disturb you and your old flame, but remember, the debt you owe me will be repaid sooner or later."
Yan Shaozhe didn't respond, but Xian Liner had a short temper. A flash of green light in her hand, and a long spear appeared. "What do you think Shrek Academy is? A place you can come and go as you please?"
With that, she held the spear with both hands and, engulfed in green flames, thrust it towards Feng Ling.
Feng Ling merely retreated, widening the distance, then raised both hands. A purple sun appeared above her head.
As Feng Ling's ninth spirit ring lit up, a purple beam of light shot out from the sun above her head, heading straight for the ground.
If this attack were to hit the ground, the entire dormitory building would likely be reduced to ashes.
Xian Liner quickly turned around. She and Yan Shaozhe, who was flying towards her, simultaneously unleashed their attacks. Their spirit rings continuously flickered as they jointly blocked the attack.
Looking at Feng Ling again, her wings were constantly flapping, and her figure was already flying out of the Academy.
Xian Liner was about to gather her Qi to pursue again, but a loud Dragon roar echoed in the distance. Her expression changed repeatedly, and she reluctantly had to withdraw.
Outside Shrek Academy was a forest. After leaving Shrek, Feng Ling put away her Spirit and descended into the dense forest below. Not long after walking, two cloaked figures appeared before her. One of them had something tucked under their arm, which looked somewhat human-shaped.
"Vice Cult Master." The cloaked figure with the person under their arm quickly stepped forward two paces after seeing Feng Ling and greeted her.
"Mm." Feng Ling nodded, then looked at the other cloaked figure, "How was it?"
That person coughed twice, took a deep breath to suppress the internal injuries, "Ultimately, that old injury dragged him down, otherwise I might not have been able to leave that place."
Feng Ling frowned tightly, "Does that mean the Holy Cult's plan can't be implemented?"
"No." The cloaked figure paused for a moment, letting out a long sigh, whether of emotion or sadness, "After this battle, his Origin Qi is greatly damaged. In at most ten years, no one will be able to stop the Holy Cult."
"Good." Feng Ling sneered, "It wasn't in vain for me to endure the disgust and put on such a show."
"Let's go."
With that, the three figures no longer lingered and headed west into the distance.