Seeing Long Gong withdraw, Chrysanthemum Douluo could finally concentrate on dealing with Shrek.
Luo Diara and the two Soul Saints retreated to the back. With Chrysanthemum Douluo taking action, there was no need for them to step in.
"Well, we've delayed long enough today. It's time to end this." Yue Guan looked down at Shrek with contempt. "Goodbye, talented boy. Fifth soul skill—Gathering of Cold Yin!"
The flower petals in the sky turned into razor-sharp blades, raining down toward the Shrek Seven Devils. Yue Guan would barely show mercy to Ning Rongrong and Liu Erlong, but he had no such restraint for Flender and Tang San. Nearly 80% of the blades were aimed directly at them.
After all, Flender possessed strength close to that of a Soul Douluo, and Tang San was his primary target. Naturally, they had to be taken care of first.
"Don't hurt my Boss Flander!" The hot-tempered Liu Erlong didn't care whether Chrysanthemum Douluo intended to spare her or not—she still rushed forward recklessly.
Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at a Soul Saint behind him, who immediately understood and moved to block Liu Erlong . "Since you belong to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, stay back. There's still a way for you to survive."
"Get out of my way—Explosive Fire Dragon!" Liu Erlong shouted. If she had ever been the type to listen to reason, she wouldn't be Liu Erlong. But her opponent was also a Soul Saint, matching her in level. Victory wouldn't come easily.
Her Explosive Fire Dragon attack was effortlessly blocked.
"Sixth soul skill—Cat-Owl Body Protection!" Flender, knowing he was no match for Chrysanthemum Douluo, focused on strengthening his defenses and shielding Tang San behind him, hoping to delay as long as possible.
However, how long could an agility-type Soul Master's defensive ability truly hold out? Before long, the cat-owl armor on Flender's body began to crack and break apart.
"Haha! A mere Soul Saint dares to challenge a Titled Douluo? You're overestimating yourself!" Yue Guan sneered. Infused with his soul power, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum glowed even more brilliantly.
Just as Flender was about to be overwhelmed, fireballs shot toward him from a distance, alleviating some of the pressure "Fourth soul skill—Fire Bomb!"
It was Qin Ming. He had rushed here, risking his life. Jun Tianlin's guess had been correct—there was no way Qin Ming could stand by and watch his teacher perish.
"Another troublemaker? An explosive fire-attributed Soul Master? What a pity! If you were a Soul Douluo, you might cause me some trouble. But you're merely a Soul Emperor, and your soul power isn't even at full strength. There's no need to be in such a hurry to die." Yue Guan smirked.
"Qin Ming, what are you doing here? Go back! You've graduated—you're no longer a member of Shrek. Return to your Heaven Dou Imperial Academy!" Flender shouted, his voice filled with anxiety. Qin Ming was his proudest disciple—he couldn't bear to see him sacrifice himself.
"Yes, I am no longer a member of Shrek. So that means I don't have to follow the dean's orders anymore, right?" Qin Ming didn't look back. His Fiery Wolf let out a resounding roar, a declaration of war against Chrysanthemum Douluo and a vow to protect his teacher at all costs.
This scene irritated Chrysanthemum Douluo "This touching master-disciple bond is truly disgusting. Since you wish to die together, I'll grant your wish! Sixth soul skill—Golden Core Floating Clouds!"
This ability was far more powerful than the Gathering of Cold Yin. Golden light bloomed across the sky—a dazzling sight hiding lethal intent.
"Sixth soul skill—Explosive Flames!"
"Fourth soul skill—Eagle Claw Blade!"
Flender and Qin Ming wouldn't sit still and await death. Even against a Titled Douluo, they would fight to the very end. Unfortunately, the difference in strength was simply too great.
As soon as their soul skills clashed, Qin Ming and Flender's attacks were nullified instantly. The golden light enveloped them both
"Fourth soul skill—Flowing Light Immortal Slash!"
A massive sword suddenly descended, cutting off the golden core's flowing light and saving the two who had been on the brink of death.
Though Jun Tianlin's attack power wasn't on par with a Titled Douluo's, his Demon Sword's extreme dominance allowed him to slice through energy-based attacks with precise control.
"Who?!" Yue Guan looked up to see a young man standing atop the mountain, wielding a massive sword. Though he had never seen him before, the one yellow, two purple, and two black spirit rings were too distinctive to mistake "Jun Tianlin… the genius who surpasses even our Spirit Hall's Golden Generation."
Jun Tianlin glanced at the gravely injured Qin Ming before turning to Chrysanthemum Douluo, his expression ice-cold "Your Majesty, Titled Douluo."
"Oh? What do you want, young Sword Lord?"
"I have no lessons to learn from you. But if you continue to harm my teacher, Qin Ming… I will kill you right now!" As he spoke, Jun Tianlin swung his Demon Sword, sending a powerful sword aura sweeping toward Meng Yiran.
This was an attack from the Seven Killing Sword Technique—swift and unstoppable. However, under Jun Tianlin's precise control, Meng Yiran remained unharmed. Only the strange mushrooms surrounding her were cut down.
After all, she was a member of his own clan, even if it hadn't been announced publicly. No one could bully her.
'He actually cut through my Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in an instant… This boy's swordsmanship is incredible! And why do I feel a sense of danger from him? Am I just exhausted from using too much soul power?' Yue Guan tensed instinctively.
In truth, Jun Tianlin was fully capable of killing him. After being severely poisoned by Dugu Bo, Yue Guan had spent an entire year purging the venom. Though he managed to cleanse most of it and survive, his soul power had dropped to level 93. Moreover, the lingering traces of poison had seeped deep into his bone marrow, forcing him to constantly suppress it with a portion of his soul power. He would never again be able to fight at full strength.
As a result, his effective combat strength was only around level 91.
At this level, and with his current exhaustion, Jun Tianlin was confident that if he summoned the God of War, he could defeat Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Just as they were about to clash, a bold voice shattered the tense atmosphere.
"Haha! You say this kid talks nonsense, but what about me? Old chrysanthemum, you've truly regressed. Bullying children like this—how disgraceful!"