"Brother Tianheng, how's Fatty?" Tai Long couldn't help but ask.
"For the short term, he can't be freed." Glancing down at Ma Hongjun, Yu Tianheng's expression was heavy.
As a Soul Ancestor, Dugu Yan's fourth soul skill was absolutely not something a soul rank 34 Soul Elder like Ma Hongjun could withstand.
Hearing this, Tang San's expression darkened even more. From the corner of his eye, he caught the white mist already surrounding them.
"Yang Yunhai chose to continuously release so many Parasitic Spores… his soul power consumption must be enormous. What exactly is he planning?" The next second, as if a thought struck him, he looked up at Dai Mubai, still releasing his first soul skill, and the mist at both flanks. His expression shifted.
Almost at the same time, Yang Yunhai stopped spewing spores. The ground covered in Parasitic Spores began sprouting fresh Blue Silver Grass.
Swish, swish, swish!
From both sides near Shrek's formation, the Blue Silver Grass suddenly shot up. Countless vines rose.
The Shrek team's expressions all changed at once. They were being squeezed into a narrow passage barely two meters wide. Without Ma Hongjun's flames, how were they supposed to clear the vines? Touching them was out of the question—otherwise they'd be infected by spores.
If they delayed further, these vines might start spewing spores again.
"Second soul skill, Explosive Strength!" Tai Long grew anxious. His right hand lifted, his arm swelling into a thick ape arm, and he smashed a vine.
The vine bent from the impact, opening a small gap—yet beyond it, the ground was a dense carpet of Blue Silver Grass.
"Dammit, why are these vines so tough?" Tai Long grew even more panicked.
Breaking out from the sides was pointless. Outside, both ground and air were filled with spores. At this toughness, once caught, even brute force would take too long to break free.
And in that time, Dugu Yan could release poison fog or Petrification Gaze multiple times.
He glanced at Dugu Yan standing beside Yang Yunhai. She hadn't unleashed her petrification again—clearly it was draining, and she couldn't spam it.
But eventually she would recover. They couldn't afford to keep stalling.
Advance or retreat—no other options.
"Tianheng, we can't drag this out," Tang San said, while controlling his Martial Soul to extend a vine forward. It wrapped around the petrified Ma Hongjun and yanked him back to fall at Oscar's feet.
Zhu Zhuqing had vanished. Without a doubt, she was hiding behind the vine walls, waiting to strike.
He couldn't stray too far from Oscar and Ning Rongrong.
"Dragon Transformation! Third soul skill, Thunder Fury!" Yu Tianheng made a snap decision, his body tensing.
"Everyone, follow me through!"
"Fourth soul skill, Blue Lightning Dragon Charge!" Arcs of lightning burst across his body, condensing into a dragon coiling around him. He twisted his waist, thrusting a punch, sending the dragon rushing forward.
The distance of five meters was too short. Yang Yunhai's thoughts moved, countless vines rose under his feet, layered upon layer.
"Third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" Dai Mubai braced himself, stepping forward to charge with Yu Tianheng.
"Third soul skill, Demon Ape Golden Body!" Tai Long likewise activated his enhancement, transforming into a golden giant ape and following behind.
Boom!
The Blue Lightning Dragon struck first, slamming into the massive cocoon of vines wrapping Yang Yunhai and Dugu Yan. The structure shuddered violently, arcs crackling and then fading. The first layer peeled open, revealing a second within.
"Watch me smash your tortoise shell!" Tai Long roared. As the giant ape, he leapt high, raising his thick right arm. "Fourth soul skill, Titan's Fist!"
Golden light gathered into his fist.
Seeing this, Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai both halted.
"Fourth soul skill, Blue Lightning Dragon Charge!"
"Fourth soul skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
They unleashed their strongest long-range techniques from the ground.
The next instant, a gap opened atop the cocoon. From the darkness, a pair of cold eyes appeared.
Two beams of milky light streaked out, striking the airborne golden ape.
Its body froze mid-air, gray-white spreading rapidly across it.
The next moment—swish, swish, swish!—vines lashed out, binding its ankles and dragging it down.
From behind, Yu Tianheng's dragon and Dai Mubai's light beams rained down.
"Not good!" both shouted, faces paling.
Bang, bang, bang!
The gray-coated giant ape exploded in bursts, revealing Tai Long's real body inside.
"Ahhh!" His scream tore through the arena.
"Idiot!" In the Blazing Academy's stands, Huo Wu sneered coldly.
"You know the enemy has two controllers, and you charge before even breaking the outer shell? What were you thinking?"
Still, she admitted—Yang Yunhai's vines were absurdly tough.
"Before, I thought maybe Yu Tianheng went easy when Yang Yunhai beat him across 8 ranks. Now I see—he really couldn't win. With vines this strong, once you're caught, breaking free is nearly impossible."
"Good thing our team excels at long-range fire attribute attacks," a teammate added. "That guy is every melee soul master's nightmare."
Meanwhile on stage, Yang Yunhai had activated his second soul skill, endlessly draining Tai Long's soul power, along with the scattered power from Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai's skills.
In that process, he sensed Tai Long's body condition—and was startled.
"What's this? So many hidden injuries, and traces of medicinal residue inside?"
A thought clicked. He raised his brows slightly.
Secretly building a training ground and equipment, but not knowing the proper usage? Overtraining without proper recovery? If the body can't take it, of course it's damaged. And without medical knowledge, those medicinal baths wouldn't suit every physique. Injured bodies absorbing medicine poorly—what they couldn't absorb became residue in their systems.
He figured he was right on target. He almost wanted to laugh.
'Yu Xiaogang—well done!'
If Tai Long was like this, what about the others? Tang San at least had the Mysterious Heaven Technique and Blue Silver Emperor bloodline to help him recover.
But the rest? Miserable, utterly miserable.
Wrecked by their own teacher—if they knew the truth, the scene would be spectacular.
As he thought, the vines around him, having drunk their fill, suddenly swelled.
Crack, crack…
The cocoon surged, countless vines writhing together into one massive trunk. Jagged barbs rose across its surface.
The audience gawked.
"No way…"
Before their eyes, the shape solidified into a colossal vine-dragon, nearly ten meters high, its barbed body writhing like a living beast. Yang Yunhai and Dugu Yan stood on its head, lifted by vines.
"This is insane!"
"Roar!" The vine dragon opened its maw, jagged teeth gleaming, and let out a rasping roar.
It dipped, snapped up Tai Long's bleeding body, and flung him at Tang San. Then it lunged forward, charging the Shrek formation.
"What do we do?" With vine walls on both sides and the dragon pressing in front, Tang San gritted his teeth. Looking up at the figure standing proudly on its head, he felt helplessness and bitter frustration.
"Surrender?" The thought flickered—then he crushed it.
"No. I can't lose! I will not lose to someone born with only 0.5 innate spirit power!"
Resolve hardened in his eyes.
"Third soul skill, Spider Web Restraint!" He threw a glowing blue net, wrapping the dragon's body.
"Second soul skill, Parasite!" Vines sprouted upon vines, reinforcing the bind.
"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!" Yu Tianheng slashed lightning forward.
"Second soul skill, White Tiger Light Wave!" Dai Mubai unleashed his attack.
"Heh." Yang Yunhai chuckled. Behind him, two vine-serpents lunged, devouring both attacks.
Free energy. Why waste it?
With his vine durability, unless it was at least a Soul Emperor's strike, they weren't breaking him. Even if his vines cracked, he'd repair them instantly with absorbed power. And the spores across the ground were his batteries.
"Tang San, you think this level of control can restrain me? You underestimate me far too much." Yang Yunhai's voice was calm. His spear swept forward, and the vine dragon twisted violently, shredding Tang San's bindings.
The beast charged on.
Despair instantly filled the Shrek team's hearts.
And then, Yang Yunhai leapt from the dragon's head, landing before them. He pointed his spear at their chests.
"Come."
(End of Chapter)
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