Outside Heaven Dou City, everything was quiet. Everyone was stunned by Mu En's strike just now, unable to make a sound for a long time.
Long Xiaoyao's appearance had already made everyone feel the pressure brought by a Limit Douluo, and Mu En's single strike, knocking Long Xiaoyao down, shocked them even more.
Moreover, no one had expected that the strongest person in Shrek Academy was not Xuanzi, but the Dragon God Douluo Mu En, whose fame had resounded across the continent a hundred years ago.
No one had thought that what was originally just a gamble between the Sun Moon Empire and Shrek Academy would end up involving a full three Limit Douluos.
Although they couldn't immediately recognize who the newly appeared figure was, the aura emanating from that person could not be faked.
Whether it was the Heaven Dou Empire observers or the other soul masters present, they now realized that the Sun Moon Empire's strength was not only in soul tools. If Shrek Academy won, that would be fine, but if they lost, who else could stop the Sun Moon Empire's advance?
The three people high in the sky had no idea what the onlookers below were thinking at this moment. Mu En only looked at the figure that had appeared before him, his heart trembling slightly.
Many years ago, it was this very figure that had captured all of his attention. He had given his love to this person without reservation, yet because of an accident, they never saw each other again.
So many years had passed, and even though he was now old and decrepit, he still could not forget the person before him, even though she had not yet revealed her true appearance.
"You finally decided to show yourself and meet me." Mu En sighed softly. "Back then, it was my fault that pushed you onto the path of an evil soul master. I was soft-hearted for a moment and let you leave."
"Under your protection, evil soul masters committed countless atrocities. Since all of this started because of me, now it should come to an end. I'm sorry."
"No, the one who should apologize is me." Just as Mu En raised his right arm, Ye Xishui suddenly spoke, causing him to stop abruptly.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ye Xishui raised her hand and removed the hood from her head. Although her age was similar to Mu En and Long Xiaoyao's, she did not appear overly aged. Though no longer in her youth, one could still see that a hundred years ago, she had been an unparalleled beauty in the world.
"These years, the one who could not let go was not only you." Ye Xishui's expression was not good, and her voice sounded slow. "I didn't come to see you because I didn't know how to face you."
"Back then, it wasn't because of what happened between you and Xiaoyao that made me walk the path of an evil soul master. At that time, I was already a member of the Holy Spirit Cult. The Holy Spirit Cult did not want to see the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons together disrupt the arrangements of the holy sect, so I followed the cult leader's order to sow discord between you and Xiaoyao."
"If there is truly guilt, it should be mine toward both of you." Ye Xishui looked at Mu En's upright figure before her, her gaze deep, the sorrow within it impossible to conceal.
As a fellow Limit Douluo, she also knew that the Mu En before her appeared strong, but he was already at the end of his rope. He was merely using some kind of power to maintain his current appearance. Once his soul power was exhausted, both his body and his lifespan would completely vanish.
"At this moment, as your time draws near, there are some things I have kept in my heart for so many years. Now, I should tell you the truth."
"Back then, I should have returned to the Holy Spirit Cult to report early, but during the time I spent with both of you, I truly developed feelings. And between you and Xiaoyao, my choice has always been Xiaoyao."
Mu En seemed stunned for a long while. Hearing the events from a hundred years ago retold from Ye Xishui's mouth again, his heart did not seem as stirred as he had expected.
Perhaps after a hundred years, the feelings he once had for Ye Xishui had faded. What he had been clinging to all this time was merely an obsession, or even just an unwillingness to accept the facts.
Back when he, Ye Xishui, and Long Xiaoyao traveled the continent together, all three were already powerful soul masters. How could they have so easily mistaken someone and caused such a great mistake?
Perhaps it wasn't just Mu En himself; even Long Xiaoyao had simply been unwilling to accept the real truth.
"Thank you." Mu En slightly lowered his head and sighed softly. "Thank you for being willing to tell me all of this. With this, I have no regrets left in my heart."
With that, his expression turned solemn, and his eyes had already transformed into dragon-like vertical pupils. "The past is gone. Let all the old matters come to an end today."
On the side, Long Xiaoyao had already adjusted his form and flew up once more. He looked at Mu En with a complicated gaze.
He had also heard Ye Xishui's words just now. Although Ye Xishui had developed true feelings and had not acted according to the Holy Spirit Cult's arrangements, an irreparable rift had still formed between him and Mu En after all.
"I have committed all sorts of wrongs. If I can die by your hand, that would be considered dying without regrets."
Long Xiaoyao slowly raised his head. "In the past, when we fought, I always lost to you by one move. In the end, the name of Dragon God went to you, and I could only take the title of Dragon Emperor."
"Today, let us settle the score between us once more."
With that, a hoarse dragon roar sounded from Long Xiaoyao's throat. Flecks of blood sprayed from his mouth along with the roar, and his body transformed into a massive black dragon that soared into the sky.
"Xiaoyao!"
Ye Xishui let out a soft cry. How could she not see that Long Xiaoyao had already resolved himself to die, just like Mu En at this moment, using his power without regard for what came after?
"You have never owed me much. Why go this far?"
The black dragon that Long Xiaoyao had become seemed to hear Ye Xishui's voice. Its huge dragon head turned slightly to look back.
"In my life of actions, half was spent slaying demons and upholding justice, and half was spent aiding tyrants. I only wish for death to wash away the sins of my body."
Long Xiaoyao paused for a moment, a faint light flickering in his dragon eyes. "Though we never had the name of husband and wife, we did love each other once. This is the last thing I can do for you."
With those words spoken, he no longer hesitated. Even though he knew the current Mu En's strength surpassed his own, he still charged forward without any fear.
"Xiaoyao…"
Ye Xishui watched Long Xiaoyao's departing figure, softly calling his name. She looked up at the sky where light and darkness intertwined, her expression constantly shifting.
Turning back, the people of the Holy Spirit Cult were staring at her with fanatic gazes. At their head, Zhongli Wu's mouth was slightly open, seemingly calling "Mother."
A trace of disgust flashed across Ye Xishui's face. Finally, she sighed lightly, as though she had made some decision, and flew upward.
On the ground, within the central army tightly protected by the Sun Moon Empire forces, Juzi, clad in armor, was looking up into the distance at the sky.
Beside her, an old man stood quietly, also gazing upward into the distance.
"Elder Kong, how is the battle situation? Do you think we have a chance of winning?"
Kong Deming slightly shook his head, his face looking extremely ugly. "As expected of Shrek Academy, they actually still had such a trump card hidden."
"I can't be sure if we can win this contest, but after today, we will lose two opponents at the same time."
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