Godpen Douluo Yu Guanzhi dared not be the slightest bit careless. He raised his right hand, and a long white brush about 1.2 meters appeared in his grasp. At the same time, nine soul rings slowly rose from beneath him.
"I want to see if the Light and Dark Douluo can still fight against the masses." Yu Guanzhi waved his divine brush in the air. In just an instant, figure after figure began to take form under his strokes.
Tang Wulin, Yang Nianxia, Luo Guixing, Yulong Ri, Ning Hong, Tang Sect's Ah San, Long Yue—each one vividly lifelike.
The most outrageous part was that… they were all completely naked.
With a thought, Yu Guanzhi brought them to life, and they rushed toward Long Yeyue.
A strange scene unfolded—these figures grew stronger as they ran toward Long Yeyue. In almost no time, their aura had risen to the level of Super Douluo. Each of them charged toward her with grinning faces.
Void-born beings—this was the power of the Godpen Douluo.
His ability was extremely rare among soul masters. When he first rose to prominence, he was hailed as one of the most powerful assault-type battle soul masters.
Relying on his divine brush, he could create any being, with any attribute of energy.
Aside from the high energy consumption while casting, it was practically flawless.
Of course, his greatest weakness was his vulnerability to agility-type soul masters, as he wasn't adept at close-range combat.
But for long-range combat and battlefield control, he was definitely top-tier.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the successor of his generation's family.
Seeing those naked figures in the sky, everyone present was instantly reminded of Cao Dezhi's mental projection.
Even Long Yeyue was momentarily stunned—but then she quickly became furious.
Yu Guanzhi was rubbing salt into her wounds.
And doing it in front of so many people.
"You brat, if you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Long Yeyue's long hair flew wildly, and she let out a dragon's roar toward the sky. As a black-and-white four-word battle armor emerged on her body, a pair of pitch-black dragon wings sprouted from her back.
Martial soul: Dark Holy Dragon—possessed!
"Dark Burst!" Long Yeyue roared. In an instant, dark orbs of energy appeared around Yu Guanzhi and shot toward him at breakneck speed.
The orbs tore through the air, the terrifying energy fluctuations producing shrill screeches in space.
"You want to kill me? You'll need more than that!" Yu Guanzhi sneered. He drew in the air with his brush, opening a space rift before him. Stepping into it, he vanished.
When he reappeared, he was several kilometers away.
But Long Yeyue was already surrounded by multiple Super Douluo.
Even with her strength, it would take effort to escape such an encirclement.
"Get lost!" she shouted. Her Dark Holy Dragon shot out, slapping away the "Tang Wulin" in front. Soul rings flared, and a dark vortex formed, instantly swallowing the "Xu Yucheng" and "Yulong Ri" clones.
But suddenly, she felt her body tighten. The clone of "Long Yue" had hugged her from behind.
He didn't apply much force—just lightly embraced her—but his hands slid over her battle armor and gave a firm squeeze.
"Ahh!" Long Yeyue screamed. With her cultivation, even surrounded, no one should have been able to touch her.
But her fury had thrown her off balance. With so many enemies around, and all her focus on Yu Guanzhi, she'd left herself vulnerable.
Yu Guanzhi knew this would enrage her—possibly even lead to a life-and-death vendetta.
But that was exactly what he wanted. Under normal conditions, he had no chance against her. Only by throwing her into a rage could he have even the slimmest hope.
He didn't expect to kill her—but if he was going down, he wanted to disgust her first.
"Hmph!" Yu Guanzhi snorted and raised his brush again. A tall figure appeared—it was a towering, majestic old man, golden-eyed and exuding dominance. But when he looked at Long Yeyue, his gaze softened with affection.
"Tian… Tianya!" Long Yeyue was stunned.
Yes—this was none other than the former Sea God Pavilion Master of Shrek Academy, Heaven blessed Douluo Yun Tianya, teacher to Limit Douluo Yun Ming and Yue Tian Douluo Guan Yue.
Long Yeyue's first husband.
Of all that had happened in her life, the one person she truly felt she had let down was this man.
"Yeyue, are you alright?" Yun Tianya's voice was gentle, his gaze full of tenderness.
"I… I'm not," Long Yeyue lowered her head, not even daring to look at him.
They had been married for decades, yet he never touched her once.
Still, Yun Tianya always protected her. Even when she slapped the Spirit Pagoda Master Qiangu Dieting, he was the one who smoothed it over.
He never even told her how much it had cost to resolve that.
"Junior Brother, you've gone too far." Seeing Long Yeyue distraught, Chen Xinjie could no longer stand by. He couldn't let Yu Guanzhi continue.
If Yu Guanzhi truly awakened Long Yeyue's guilt toward Yun Tianya, and she never chose him in the end—wouldn't all his efforts be wasted?
Chen Xinjie's gaze turned ocean blue in an instant. Releasing his divine-level spiritual power, he pressed both hands into the air. Waves of deep-blue seawater erupted from his palms, surging toward Yu Guanzhi.
Yu Guanzhi's face paled. He slashed the air with his brush, opened a rift, and leapt in.
But when he reappeared several kilometers away…
He was surrounded by a vast ocean.
Chen Xinjie had predicted his movements with divine-level spiritual power, laying a trap in advance.
Poor Yu Guanzhi—he'd just spent most of his soul power to harass Long Yeyue, only to fall into Chen Xinjie's ambush.
Though technically Chen Xinjie's junior, Yu Guanzhi had joined the sect when Chen Xinjie was already an adult, closing in on Limit Douluo level.
So Chen Xinjie had practically watched him grow up—and knew his abilities better than anyone.
As the waves engulfed Yu Guanzhi, all his illusions—Tang Wulin, Yun Tianya—vanished instantly.
"Who told you to interfere!" Seeing the illusion of Yun Tianya vanish, Long Yeyue was completely enraged. She slapped Chen Xinjie across the face.
She didn't hold back—and she was still wearing four-word battle armor.
Instantly, a fiery red palm print appeared on his swollen cheek.
"Yueyue, I just felt we can't linger here. We need to get the Eternal Heaven back to Shrek City for safety." Chen Xinjie quickly bowed his head, explaining.
"I don't need you to remind me!" Long Yeyue snorted coldly and vanished in a flash of light with Tang Wulin.
"Hall Master!" the War God Temple members turned to Chen Xinjie. "What now?"
Chen Xinjie rubbed his temples with frustration. "Yu Guanzhi was right… If it were just the military, no one would say anything because of me. But the police…"
The implication: what they'd just done looked like treason.