Chapter 125: The Residual Willpower
"Sigh!"
After hearing these words, Mu Lao's brows remained tightly furrowed. He glanced at the severely injured Song Lao and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
His Holy Dragon of Light martial soul was highly sensitive to evil energy, and the intensity of the evil power within Song Lao was far beyond his expectations.
All of this was his fault. He had originally thought that with the Soul Ring Year Enhancement Card, he could help Xuan Zi reach a new realm in a month.
But in the end, Xuan Zi's breakthrough failed, and he had to use his own Light Essence to open a new path for Xuan Zi's breakthrough.
This not only delayed time but also gave him an ominous premonition.
When he saw Song Lao's injured body, he realized his premonition had come true.
He hadn't expected Zhongli Wu's strength to increase to such a level. After all, he knew that Song Lao's eighth soul skill had powerful defensive capabilities.
Although it couldn't withstand Zhongli Wu's full-force strike, it should have been enough to cancel out most of the attack.
But according to Yan Shaozhe and the others' description, Song Lao had still been struck and severely injured by a casual blow from Zhongli Wu even after using her eighth soul skill.
Mu Lao immediately realized that Zhongli Wu had successfully cultivated the Devouring Heaven Soul Skill he had acquired at the auction.
"Old Song, I'm sorry…"
Mu En silently spoke in his heart, filled with guilt and regret.
Looking at Song Lao's weak condition, Mu En's heart was filled with self-blame and regret.
The last time he had spared Zhongli Wu, it had now resulted in such a disaster.
"Zhongli Wu's evil power... is actually several times stronger than the last time we fought."
Mu Lao's voice was hoarse but clear, and his heart was filled with worries for the academy's future.
Zhongli Wu's strength had greatly increased due to the Devouring Heaven Soul Skill, and the Holy Spirit Church still had other members.
He couldn't help but begin to worry: If the two of them break through, can Shrek Academy, with only himself and Xuan Zi, truly withstand them?
Even if Xuan Zi successfully breaks through to the Title Douluo realm, with his current injuries, how long could he hold up?
Mu En stood by the bed, lost in deep thought, while the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense...
Yan Shaozhe said anxiously, "Master, Old Song's condition is too serious. Elder Zhuang said that if we don't remove this evil power soon…"
Mu Lao didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked to the bed and stretched out his thin hand to gently press on Old Song's forehead.
A stream of golden light flowed from his palm and entered Old Song's body.
After a moment, Mu Lao withdrew his hand, a rare solemnity appearing on his face.
"This is more troublesome than I imagined."
Mu Lao sighed lightly. "Zhongli Wu not only injected the evil power into Old Song's body, but he also left a trace of his own will inside. Ordinary light power can only purify the surface evil power, but it cannot eradicate the hidden will."
Xian Lin'er asked anxiously, "What should we do?"
Mu Lao scanned the room and finally focused his gaze on Yan Shaozhe. "You all leave. I need to treat Old Song alone. This process will be very dangerous."
"Master, your body..."
Yan Shaozhe noticed the trembling fingers and more hunched back of his master when he spoke.
Since his master arrived, Yan Shaozhe had sensed his master's aura was weaker than before.
Unsurprisingly, his master had paid a great price to help Elder Xuan's breakthrough.
Yan Shaozhe didn't want his master to overexert himself, causing irreparable consequences.
"It's fine."
Mu Lao smiled faintly. "This old body of mine can still hold up. Go now, and don't let anyone disturb us."
Although everyone was worried, they didn't dare disobey Mu Lao's command and one by one left the quiet room.
Elder Zhuang was the last to leave, gently closing the door behind him.
Inside the quiet room, Mu Lao took a deep breath, and suddenly, brilliant golden light burst from his body.
His hunched form straightened gradually, and his aged face seemed to rejuvenate by decades.
A golden dragon-shaped phantom slowly took shape behind him—this was Mu Lao's martial soul, the Holy Dragon of Light.
"Old Song, oh, Old Song," Mu Lao murmured softly, "Your stubbornness still hasn't changed. You could have avoided this…"
He formed a complex hand seal, and the golden light turned into countless threads, wrapping around Old Song's entire body.
With a low shout from Mu Lao, the golden threads suddenly pierced into Old Song's body.
"Ah!"
Old Song's eyes shot open, her pupils completely black.
Her body convulsed violently as black mist erupted from her seven orifices, gathering in the air into a vague human shape.
"Mu En!"
The figure spoke in Zhongli Wu's voice, "You've finally shown yourself!"
Mu Lao's expression remained unchanged, the golden light intensifying. "Zhongli Wu, do you think leaving a trace of your will will allow you to do as you please?"
"Hahaha!" The black figure laughed loudly, "My power is no longer what it used to be! When the Devouring Heaven Soul Skill is perfected, it will be the end for your Shrek Academy!"
Mu Lao no longer spoke, his hands clasped together as the Holy Dragon of Light behind him roared towards the black figure.
The two clashed violently in the air, golden light and black mist constantly colliding. The entire quiet room trembled from the force.
Outside, Yan Shaozhe and the others felt the terrifying energy fluctuations coming from inside the room and turned pale.
"Can Master's body hold up?"
Xian Lin'er asked with deep concern.
Yan Shaozhe clenched his fists. "We can only trust Master now."
Inside the quiet room, the battle reached its peak. Blood dripped from the corner of Mu Lao's mouth, but he still firmly maintained his soul power output.
He could feel that although Zhongli Wu's will was strong, it was ultimately without foundation.
"Light Purification!"
Mu Lao suddenly changed tactics, and all the golden light immediately shrank into a small golden symbol, which was then directly imprinted on the black figure's forehead.
"No—!"
The black figure let out a roar of unwillingness as it began to crack and shatter. "Mu En! Do you think this is the end? The rise of the Holy Spirit Church is unstoppable! Hahaha, your Shrek Academy, prepare for your doom!"
Before the voice could finish, the black figure completely vanished.
Mu Lao let out a long breath, his body swaying as if he were about to fall.
He barely managed to check Old Song's condition, confirming that the evil power had been completely purified. Only then did he retract his martial soul, returning to his hunchbacked elderly form.
"Come in," Mu Lao weakly called.
The door was immediately pushed open, and everyone rushed in, relieved to see that Old Song's breathing had stabilized, and the evil power had completely disappeared.
"Mu Lao! Are you alright?"
Qian Duoduo shouted, and the others quickly checked Mu Lao's condition, noticing that his aura was even weaker than before.
Mu Lao suddenly coughed violently, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the floor.
Yan Shaozhe reacted quickly and caught the stumbling Mu Lao.
"Mu Lao! How are you?"
Mu Lao waved his hand and weakly smiled. "It's nothing, just over-exertion…"
"Please don't talk. Rest now!"
Xian Lin'er urged, and she and Yan Shaozhe helped Mu Lao sit down.
Elder Zhuang quickly checked Mu Lao, his face becoming increasingly grim. "Master Mu was already in a weakened state, and now he's forcibly using his martial soul... this…"
Mu Lao interrupted him. "How is Old Song?"
Elder Zhuang quickly turned to Old Song, and after a careful check, he smiled. "The evil power has been completely removed. She's just very weak and needs time to recover."
At that moment, Old Song's eyelids twitched slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
(END CHAPTER)
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