Chapter 74: Ming De Hall

Under a blood-red shroud, over the walls of Shilaike City.

Nine silhouettes stepped on nine circles of soul rings, countless evil qi spread outward from their bodies.

In this Holy Spirit Sect, besides Long Xiaoyao, this thing also has nine titled Douluo, among them four super Douluo, the rest all above level 92.

Over at Jinghongchen, originally he didn't want to be drawn into the battle between the Holy Spirit Sect and the Slake Academy.

Thus he only performed simple defense, occasionally counterattacking a few times.

But the Holy Spirit Sect people don't care what you think; as long as you're not one of their own, they'll seize you and kill without mercy.

Jinghongchen's light shield used to protect the trainees is on the verge of shattering; this seemingly very refined Ming De Hall Hall Master, whose purple‑gold robe has become tattered.

He attempted to flee the combat zone for the third time, but was forced back by three skull‑shaped Soul Guide Devices.

As the Ming De Hall Hall Master and a ninth‑level Soul Guide Mentor, he had never been so suppressed; the fury in his heart instantly ignited.

Twelve eighth‑level fixed‑configuration Soul Guide Cannons shot up instantly, their glare as blinding as the sun exploding, vaporizing all evil soul masters within a hundred meters.

Various soul rings in the sky kept flashing, the sound of explosions never ceased.

The battle lasted until dawn; the titled Douluo of the Slake Academy all suffered various injuries, but thanks to the Light of the Sea God and the Golden Ancient Tree, none were fatal.

"Damn it, had I known I wouldn't have come here; not gaining any benefit is one thing, but wasting so many Soul Guide Devices is another!"

Jinghongchen's face turned ashen, his clenched hands whitened from overexertion, and he felt immense regret.

Long Xiaoyao looked at the scattered corpses on the ground, nine out of ten were from the Holy Spirit Sect, his expression equally grim, he sneered bitterly.

"Hmph, what a Shrek, everyone, retreat!"

Because Jinghongchen and Xuanzi joined, Ma Xiaotao was not captured as in the original.

However, Mu En still could not escape the fate of being injured.

Watching Long Xiaoyao's departing back, Mu En felt a hint of loneliness, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher, are you alright?" Yan Shaozhe forced himself to endure the pain in his body, hurried to Mu En's side, and helped him up.

"Shaozhe, I'm fine." Mu En waved his hand, then said: "In this battle with Long Xiaoyao, it seemed we were evenly matched, but that was only because I used the Light of the Sea God."

"And this battle also once again damaged my core; I'm afraid I don't have many days left."

"This... Teacher, how could this happen?" Yan Shaozhe panicked; if Mu En, the Sea Anchor, were to die, could Shrek still retain its current status?

After all, the Slake Academy, as one of the continent's three top powers, has seen many envious eyes over ten thousand years.

They all plot to overthrow Shrek and replace it.

Although the Slake Academy still has Xuanzi, a 98th‑level Peak Douluo, stationed, thinking of Xuanzi's past deeds leaves Yan Shaozhe speechless.

"Shaozhe, I've lived long enough; when I die, let Xuanzi take the position of Sea God Hall Hall Master."

"As for Bosabei, he is still young, and cannot assume the role in the short term."

The moment he saw Bosabei's martial soul, Mu En had already decided to let Bosabei take over the Sea God Hall Hall Master position.

After the corpses in the academy were cleared, Bosabei finally stepped out from the corner.

As a Soul Ancestor, facing a battle of this titled Douluo level, I have no chance to act.

Half an hour later.

Outside Shilaike City.

Yan Shaozhe shook hands with Jinghongchen, then said: "Hall Master Hongchen, I entrust my junior brother to you."

Jinghongchen smiled faintly, saying: "Don't worry, Dean Yan, I will certainly nurture him well."

After speaking, Jinghongchen suddenly unfurled a pair of golden wings as thin as cicada wings behind him, with faint golden light flowing, no soul power emitted, just gently stretching.

Then, the golden wings behind him suddenly blazed, enveloping Guyuenna and Bosabei together.

When the two opened their eyes, they discovered that Jinghongchen's Soul Guide Device behind him had expanded more than tenfold, and they seemed to stand inside a sphere of light.

Jinghongchen turned around, gave the two a faint smile, and the golden light intensified, making the surrounding scenery appear somewhat illusory.

The capital of the Sun‑Moon Empire, Sun‑Moon City, also called Mingdu.

As the political and economic center of the Sun‑Moon Empire, this city is vast in size.

Upon entering Mingdu's area, Jinghongchen finally slowed the speed of his Soul Guide Device, saying:

"We have entered Mingdu's area; barring any accidents, you will be living here from now on.

"Mingdu can be considered the pride of our Sun‑Moon Empire people; I dare say even if you combine the capitals of the three nations Xingluo, Tianhun, and Douling, they cannot compare to our Mingdu."

The two paid no heed, continuing to watch the scene below.

It was night now; Bosabei looked around, seeing vast buildings beneath his feet, most of which were over five stories tall.

Some even had over a dozen floors!

No wonder Jinghongchen said earlier that other capitals couldn't compare to Mingdu; now it truly seems so.

For some reason, Bosabei felt as if looking at the skyscrapers below was like returning to his original world.

Only lacking traffic lights and cars.

After an unknown amount of time, Bosabei noticed the surroundings becoming increasingly bright.

At some point, the ground seemed to be wrapped in layers of golden light curtains, with tiny specks of golden light surrounding.

"Below is Ming De Hall, also the place where you will study from now on."

When mentioning the three words Ming De Hall, Jinghongchen's face showed a hint of pride.

Soon, the golden light sphere beside the two gradually dissipated, finally settling smoothly on the ground.

A six‑meter‑long metallic gate came into view.

As Jinghongchen's soul power began to flow in, the surrounding air subtly trembled.

As nine gear‑shaped Soul Guide Locks lit up in sequence, the entire gate suddenly disassembled into countless rhombus metal pieces.

"Welcome to the core laboratory of Ming De Hall."

The sound of Jinghongchen trembled with a metallic vibration.

As he passed through the light curtain, a high‑frequency hum rang in Bosabei's ears, and countless silver light particles rose from the surface of his protective suit—this was the Soul Guide Station scanning the intruder.

When his vision cleared again, he seemed to be standing inside an inverted mechanical forest.

Within a circular space up to a hundred meters tall, twelve floating platforms ascended in a spiral, each suspending a gigantic Soul Guide Device under assembly.

Deep‑purple energy conduits, like veins, clung to the transparent dome, delivering liquid soul power to every corner.

The silver‑gray floor beneath their feet suddenly lit up with light tracks, carrying them sliding toward the central console; along the way, mechanical arms were carving the Soul Guide core formation, and the laser cutter's sparks condensed in the air into fleeting golden mist.

(End of chapter)