Chapter 231: Remember This Humiliation—One Day, Shrek Will Have Its Revenge!
"Damn it!"
Long Yeyue clutched her chest as a mouthful of blood burst out from her lips.
Though Di Tian hadn't appeared in person, he had attacked across space itself.
Having long surpassed the ninety-thousand-year heavenly tribulation, Di Tian was now the strongest being on the entire continent.
"Elder Long! Are you alright?"
The elders of the Sea God Pavilion rushed to her side in panic. She was their greatest pillar of strength—nothing could be allowed to happen to her.
Even though the Pavilion had the highest authority within Shrek, everything still bowed to true power. If Long Yeyue were seriously injured, could they still restrain Yun Ming?
"I'm fine!"
Her face was ghostly pale as she spoke through gritted teeth. "All of you remember well—this day will be marked as a humiliation to Shrek. One day, we will reclaim everything we've lost!"
In another courtyard of the Sea God Pavilion, the Holy Spirit Douluo, Ya Li, stood behind Yun Ming, her tone full of worry. "Brother Ming… are you sure you're not going?"
If that immense life energy were absorbed into Shrek Academy, it would have immensely strengthened the academy's foundation.
But Yun Ming simply shook his head. "If it came from the Star Luo Plane, perhaps. But since our Shrek has already left the Douluo Continent, we have no rightful reason to intervene."
What he didn't say aloud was that even if he did go, the Federation wouldn't just stand by and let it happen.
Sigh.
They complained he was too young, while he thought they were too old.
Too many old men—too much ego. Leading them was a nightmare.
Yun Ming couldn't help but wonder—after his death, how would history remember him? Would he be recorded among the fallen like that infamous "Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Church"?
The thought made him feel hollow inside.
He had once been the unrivaled hero of his generation, hailed as the strongest in the world—yet now, he was doomed to bear infamy after death?
That realization was crushing.
Deep within the Sea God Pavilion stood the Golden Tree—reaching up toward the heavens, brimming with the faint breath of life.
When the Federation had returned the seed of the original Golden Tree to Shrek, the academy had poured all its remaining resources into nurturing it.
It wasn't merely a relic; it was their faith—their ancestral commandment.
The resting place of all past Sea God Pavilion Masters.
However, after being struck by the unprecedented Level-12 Godslayer Soul Cannon, thousands of years of accumulated foundation had been wiped away in one instant.
Though it appeared lush again, it was merely grown through forced stimulation—hollow at its core.
At this moment, deep within the Golden Tree, sat a breathtaking woman in a blue dress, cheeks puffed in indignation.
"Ugh! Why didn't it come to me?"
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have agreed to this!"
The Blue Silver Emperor was sulking.
Had she known, she would've accepted the mission—if she had stayed at the Lake of Life, she'd be overjoyed right now!
All she could do was watch, enviously, as the brilliant seven-colored stream of life energy turned away from Shrek and rushed toward the Lake of Life instead.
"What a waste!"
She glanced toward the seed of life buried deep within the lakebed, sensing its trembling—filled with both excitement and fury.
That was pure life energy, exactly what the seed lacked most.
But now it was gone—of course it was furious!
Come back!
I am the true Core of Life!
Come back!
The Blue Silver Emperor rolled her eyes. "Why get angry? It wasn't yours to begin with, you useless thing."
That only enraged the life seed further.
Infuriated, it flared—only to be immediately stomped on by the irritated Blue Silver Emperor.
"Quit whining already! Let me become the Life Core and everyone wins, got it?"
Meanwhile, she didn't know that in Yuanen Clan's training grounds, the demonized Ye Hui—now covered in shimmering violet-golden scales—had become something far more terrifying.
Though her form was massive, it wasn't grotesque—if anything, she radiated a dangerous, alluring beauty, like a succubus in flesh.
Despite the transformation, her expression remained clear and composed, her mind uncorrupted by demonic influence.
But suddenly, an eerie voice echoed within her mind.
Her face twisted in pain. "No…"
Her clear eyes turned feral and bloodthirsty in an instant.
As the former Demon Monarch Alba, he had personally given Ye Hui her demonic bloodline—and now, that connection allowed him to seize control.
Why not possess one of his original subjects on the Demon Plane?
Because that plane was finished—utterly consumed by the Douluo Plane.
There was nothing left to rule.
He had abandoned it all—his plane, his body, his throne—to rise again within the Douluo Plane.
And when he did, he would take revenge for the countless demons lost!
"Well, well… what's this? A little worm that crawled out alive?"
A calm, mocking voice rang out beside him.
In the next instant, the invading consciousness of the Demon Monarch Alba was forcibly torn out of Ye Hui's mind.
"No! This isn't possible!" Alba shrieked.
"Let me go, human! I can grant you unimaginable power! Don't kill me! We're the same kind!"
Indeed, to Alba's senses, the man before him emanated an aura disturbingly similar to his own—dark, twisted, unholy.
Talron grinned wickedly.
"Let you go? You think you're in any position to bargain with me?"
Talron, the Blood Demon Douluo and current headmaster of Douluo University, had also been a participant in this operation.
Though he hadn't fought on the frontlines, he oversaw the Demon Gate from behind—monitoring Ye Hui's condition to prevent any mishaps with the Fallen Angel martial soul, which originated from the Demon Plane.
The Federation had long prepared for this, knowing the Demon Monarch might attempt some trickery.
But without his full power, Alba was nothing before Talron.
"Please—spare me!"
A surge of crimson mist engulfed them, and in the next moment, the Demon Monarch Alba was devoured whole.
Crunch. Crackle.
Talron licked his lips with satisfaction. "Not bad. A bit of cumin and this would've been perfect."
Absorbing Alba's essence seemed to strengthen him further.
"Yes… this will be useful for my next seclusion."
"Thank you, Headmaster!"
Having regained her clarity, Ye Hui bowed deeply before Talron.
He waved a hand casually. "I'm not a department head anymore. You're the one holding that title now."
In the Federation, soul masters with "Evil Soul Master" potential were rehabilitated through training, moral conditioning, and emotional stability before being transferred into the Heaven Dou Division—the Federation's secret service.
Before Douluo University was founded, Talron had led that division himself.
Now, with the university housing the Federation's best technologies and minds, only a top-tier powerhouse could serve as its head.
He might not rival Yun Ming, but he certainly wasn't far behind.
Thus, Talron had become the university's principal—
and Ye Hui, his most loyal assistant.
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