Chapter 75 Countless Soul Masters in the Dark World Kneel Before Bai Xuanzi! Hei Xuanzi Breaks Through the Great Defense!
The light and shadow inside the Sea God Pavilion were shaking violently. The sound of Xiao Tao's forehead hitting the ground echoed in the silent pavilion and struck Mu En's heart heavily.
Mu En quietly looked at Ma Xiaotao, who was kneeling on the ground.
This descendant, whom he had always treated like his own daughter but had never been able to cure, was now offering all her gratitude to a phantom that did not exist in this world with an almost pious attitude.
Unlike Hei Xuanzi, Mu En did not feel the anger of betrayal.
On the contrary, those insightful eyes now held only endless emotion and... shame.
He felt no jealousy whatsoever that the White World's Xuanzi was able to gain such respect; he was simply reflecting on his own actions.
At this moment, as the supreme spiritual leader of Shrek Academy in the dark world, he felt a stinging pain called "dereliction of duty".
'Xiao Tao... I didn't realize you'd really suffered so much all these years.'
Mu En looked at Ma Xiaotao's shoulders, which were trembling slightly from the long-term struggle against the evil fire, and sighed inwardly.
What kind of proud and arrogant person is Ma Xiaotao?
She was Shrek Academy's number one genius, a proud phoenix, but before that technique, she knelt so sincerely, so decisively.
This can only prove one fact:
The straw that Xuanzi casually tossed out in the white world was a miracle of rebirth for Ma Xiaotao in the black world.
"We're just... too useless."
Moon let out a barely audible sigh, and his once straight spine seemed to bend even more.
He closed his eyes guiltily. If they could be as outstanding as Xuanzi of the White World, if he, the Dragon God Douluo, had a little more creativity, why would these children have to suffer the torment of being devoured by ten thousand ants?
Why seek survival by looking at a sky?
This self-reproach for his inadequacy led the old man into deep contemplation.
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However, Ma Xiaotao is not the only one who benefits.
As the essence of the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique spreads throughout the continent, the plague known as "Redemption" is reshaping the landscape of Douluo Continent at an incredible speed.
In the far northern border of Douluo Continent, in the deep mountains and forests, and even outside the darkest lair of the Holy Spirit Cult, countless figures with chilling auras were frantically circulating their soul power with trembling hands, following the mental techniques they had just memorized.
Evil Soul Master is a profession that has been extremely difficult to define in the Douluo Continent for thousands of years.
In this cannibalistic world, if you are born with an evil martial spirit, even if you never do evil and even struggle to suppress your killing intent...
But in the eyes of the world, you are still an evil spirit master.
People won't understand your kindness because they don't dare gamble on that one in ten thousand chance.
In an environment of prejudice and exclusion, countless people who were originally kind but were driven into the abyss by malignant mutations in their martial souls or were born with evil are forced step by step, and in the end, they can only fall into complete depravity in order to survive.
But just now, the appearance of this technique has opened a new door to life for this group of people who were "driven to the brink of despair"!
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"The first transformation... I've mastered it... I've truly refined the evil energy!"
In a dilapidated earth god temple, a young man with an evil martial soul, who had not committed any evil deeds, was hunted down by his sect because his martial soul had mutated and he was considered a danger that would inevitably lead to evil in the future...
Looking at the ball of soul power in her palm, which was originally as black as ink but now exuded a trace of dark red righteous energy, she burst into tears.
Without the slightest hesitation, he pushed open the temple door, knelt heavily on both knees facing the sky, and pressed his forehead against the earth.
"Thank you, Lord Bai Xuanzi! I will forever remember your kindness in saving me!"
This scene was playing out simultaneously in every corner of the Douluo Continent.
Thousands upon thousands of Soul Masters who had been forced to become evil Soul Masters put aside their hatred and violence at this moment. Like Ma Xiaotao, they knelt before the phantom of the white-clad youth.
To them, Bai Xuanzi was not a "comparison object," but a god who truly saved them from the inferno.
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However, just as this transdimensional "pilgrimage" reached its climax, the scene in the sky suddenly distorted.
The scene, which was originally filled with a sense of holiness, seemed to be instantly ripped away by some invisible force.
[Buzz—!]
The sky trembled, and the beautiful scene of the white world vanished completely.
Instead, there was the familiar, decadent scene of the underworld.
At the center of the image is Hei Xuanzi, dressed in sloppy clothes, holding a half-eaten greasy chicken leg, his mouth greasy, staring wide-eyed at the camera in a somewhat comical manner.
Dead silence.
The moment all the Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent saw this face, they froze in their tracks.
It's a psychological gap like falling from the clouds into the mud, a strong sense of nausea from suddenly turning from watching a "miracle" into watching a "circus".
"Holy crap! Turn back now! Who wants to see this scruffy old man eating chicken legs?!"
On the streets of the underworld, angry complaints erupted like a tsunami, instantly shattering the previous peace.
"Get out! Black Xuanzi, get out of the sky! We want to see Lord White Xuanzi! We want to see the rest of his Nirvana evolution!"
"It's disgusting. After watching Shrek in the white world, watching ours... I really feel like washing my eyes."
"While Bai Xuanzi is creating a divine-level cultivation technique to save the world, what is our Xuanzi doing? Is he researching which part of a chicken leg is the crispiest?!"
"What's so interesting about Black Shrek? It's nothing but embarrassment! Quickly switch the camera back, don't delay my training of divine skills!"
Insults, disgust, and sounds of vomiting came from every corner of the mainland.
If sound had a physical form, Hei Xuanzi would probably have been completely drowned in spittle by now.
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The Dark World, within Shrek City.
Hei Xuanzi, who was sitting to the side and had been thinking about how to get revenge, now stiffly held up the chicken leg in his hand.
He looked at his own image, which appeared particularly lewd in the live broadcast on the screen, and listened to the undisguised disgust of the random Soul Master. His old face turned from red to green, then from green to black, and finally trembled violently due to extreme humiliation.
"You...you bunch of ingrates!"
Hei Xuanzi was trembling with rage. He slammed the chicken leg in his hand to the ground and shouted like a madman:
"I have protected Shrek Academy for so many years!"
"How many soul beasts have I killed? How many injuries have I sustained in order to protect the people of Douluo Continent?"
"You're actually telling me to 'get out' for some fake parallel world?!"
"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"
Xuanzi's heavy breathing echoed throughout Shrek City; he felt an unprecedented sense of isolation.
Those who once held him in awe now looked at him with undisguised disdain and impatience.
That look in his eyes hurt him more than if he were killed.
hateful!
It's all that damned Bai Xuanzi's fault!
It's all because of this broken skylight!
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