A year had passed.
Time flowed on, with spring departing and autumn arriving. In the blink of an eye…
The impact brought by the destruction of Shrek Academy was unprecedentedly huge. Having lost the deterrence of this number one academy on the continent, the smoke of war had begun to spread everywhere on the continent. The various great empires were extremely tense with each other. Everywhere one looked was a scene of swords drawn and crossbows bent.
Many knowledgeable people had analyzed that a great war would completely erupt in three years at the least, and five years at the latest. Before this, to protect oneself or to choose a side to attach oneself to, it could only be a matter of the benevolent seeing benevolence and the wise seeing wisdom.
And in this one year, the Demon King Huo Yuhao, whose name had moved the continent, had on the contrary completely lost his news, as if he had disappeared into thin air. No one could find his whereabouts.
Some people had guessed that when Huo Yuhao had attacked Shrek Academy back then, his injuries had been too heavy, and he had died without being treated. There were also people who felt that after the great battle, Huo Yuhao had had some enlightenment and had gone into seclusion to cultivate.
It was just that no one could have ever guessed that Huo Yuhao had fallen into a torment of a peach-colored nature, truly unbearable for a woman to bear...
In this one year, not only had Huo Yuhao not had any improvement in his soul power, but on the contrary, because of that matter, his body had been emptied. If not for the two great blessings of the Blade of Vigil and the Goddess of Life, I'm afraid he would have long since passed away.
Now, Huo Yuhao had completely escape into his consciousness into the deepest part of his spiritual sea, letting his body autonomously accommodate Feng Ling. The energy of the Death God Demonic Puppet had already spread to every part of his body. Although it had not yet taken shape, Zhongli Wu could also already dominate his life and death with a single thought.
Although Huo Yuhao had developed normally and had grown a little taller, his figure had on the contrary become much thinner. Feng Ling's situation was the opposite. The current her looked to be under forty, her entire body and every part of her blooming with a moving luster. This was thanks to the feedback of Huo Yuhao's life-affinity physique.
The surface of the soft jade bed under the two of them had already become a sheet of a viscous mess. It was the proof of the two's continuous fierce battle for a whole year. Feng Ling was originally a Super Douluo. Huo Yuhao himself had his Life Carving Knife to continuously supplement his life's origin. So the two had even saved the trouble of eating, drinking, and defecating.
Because the secret room was filled with a large amount of the Ten Thousand People Drunk, Huo Yuhao was unable to normally communicate with the few great soul spirits and Electrolux in his body. It was also unknown if these fellows who had been heavily injured by the heavenly tribulation had woken up.
Of course, in this one year, Huo Yuhao had not just been enjoying that matter. His spiritual clone had quietly, through the soft jade bed under the two, continuously extended downwards, exploring in all four directions. At present, it had already broken through several thousand meters. Huo Yuhao estimated that with just another year and a half, he would have the confidence to break through the isolation of the earth's crust and to lure the Evil Emperor, who was in a deep sleep in the deepest part of the Evil Demon Forest, over.
The spiritual power of an evil soul master was generally weak. Unless the bed under him was moved, otherwise it was simply impossible for them to discover Huo Yuhao's little tricks.
Because his Spirit Eyes martial soul had not yet fully recovered on its own, Huo Yuhao's spiritual power means had also been greatly weakened. In addition, with the one after another of a brightly lit surveillance soul tool in the corner of the secret room, Huo Yuhao did not dare to have too obvious a movement.
After a year of recuperation, Vice Pontiff Feng Ling's injuries had also already healed. She was originally controlled by Zhongli Wu. Her conscious personality had even more so been modified countless times. Now she would only obey the pleasure of her physical body, letting go of her hands and feet to fiercely battle Huo Yuhao.
The two, after a year of a chisel-and-gap getting along, could be described as having me in you and you in me, without distinguishing between each other. Sweat and saliva had even more so seeped into every part of each other's skin. Huo Yuhao was both sunk in the present pleasure of fish and water, and also sighing with emotion at this woman's tragic life.
First, because her martial soul had been snatched away by the first-time scum, Yan Shaozhe, she had been dumped. Later, she had been violated and controlled by the contemporary Holy Spirit Cult's Pontiff, Zhongli Wu, and had had a demonic puppet factor planted. Now she had even become a transfer station for Zhongli Wu's possession, being passed between three men.
Although Huo Yuhao sympathized with her, he also absolutely could not save her. Let alone if he had a way to crack the side effect of the demonic puppet's transfer, he himself was in a difficult position to protect himself.
At the very least, let her leave this world peacefully in a state of extreme pleasure.
With a light sigh, Huo Yuhao continued to control his spiritual clone. He first went deep underground, and then differentiated his spiritual power to spread in all four directions.
Evil Emperor, save me! Come and be greedy for my body!
...
Far away in Mingdu, Huo Yuhao's companions had not received a single bit of news about him all along, not even a single trace.
Huo Yuhao had in the end been brought back by the people of the Holy Spirit Cult. This point, the world all knew.
So, it was very likely that Huo Yuhao was still in the Holy Spirit Cult, recuperating from his injuries, or in seclusion.
But Xie Huanyue and the others did not think so. Huo Yuhao was not the kind of a person who would disappear without explaining anything. Even back then when he had attacked Shrek Academy, he had, before he had proposed a hostage exchange with Yan Shaozhe, sent a person to send a message to Mu Jin, to have her bring out the parents of Nanmen Yun'er who were in Shrek City. Only then had he avoided unnecessary accidental injuries.
For Mu Jin, this outstanding yet unappreciated beautiful teacher, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy was undoubtedly welcoming. Mu Jin both possessed a rich theoretical knowledge and also had her own very unique views on the combination of soul tools and martial souls. She was a rare and capable teacher.
In addition, recently there had been a piece of news from the imperial family of the Sun Moon Empire that was sufficient to shock the entire continent.
And that was that Shrek Academy would, in a few days, reopen in the Sun Moon Empire!
The moment the news had come out, almost the entire continent was in an uproar. There were even many students who had graduated from Shrek who were skeptical about the authenticity of this matter.
It wasn't until the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En, had personally come forward and had suppressed all the voices of doubt.
Immediately, all parts of the continent were in an uproar. They had not expected that Shrek Academy, which had always loved peace and had maintained a balance between the various countries, would actually choose to rebuild in the Sun Moon Empire. What this meant was already self-evident.
Rebuilding along with Shrek was also a sect that had once dominated the scene for several thousand years, the Tang Sect.
And the first Tang Sect master of the reconstruction was impressively the great-grandson of the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En, Bei Bei.
With the support of the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, as well as a rich soul tool theory, the rising momentum of the Tang Sect was already unstoppable. Of course, the price for this was impressively the many hidden weapon blueprints that had been passed down in the sect.
Whether it was Bei Bei or Xu Sanshi, or even Tang Wutong, none were soul tool masters. They were even a complete blank in soul tool research. And to want the Tang Sect's hidden weapons to be combined with soul tools and to once again bloom with its former glory, then naturally the only way was to contribute all the blueprints and materials that the sect had stored, and to let the soul tool experts of the Sun Moon Empire research them.
A year had passed. Tang Ya was still without a single bit of news. Bei Bei's entire person was on the verge of going mad. Even the sect's rules, he didn't care about. As long as his Tang Sect could rise again, the Tang Ya in this world would surely be able to see it. At that time, his Little Ya would very likely come back to his side.
The moment the news of Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect had come out, one person's heart had at the same time trembled.
And that person was precisely Zhang Lexuan.
She, before Shrek had met with disaster, had, according to Bei Bei's wish, traveled far to look for Tang Ya's whereabouts.
The Heavenly Soul Empire, the old site of the Tang Sect, was located in the former Heaven Dou City. This was not just the birthplace of the Tang Sect, but was also the hometown of this Eldest Senior Sister of the Shrek inner court.
The traces of Zhang Lexuan's former family had long since been erased with the passage of time. So even if she were to search in this city without a purpose, it would be impossible to find anything related to her family.
It wasn't until she had, through a secret passage of the Tang Sect that an ordinary soul master could not detect, come to the underground base of the Tang Sect to look for traces of Tang Ya, that she had seen her family's name on a piece of a material.
She was directly dumbfounded.
"On a certain month, a certain day of a certain year, the doorman of a certain family had insulted a member of the sect. According to the third article of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, it was determined that the opponent was an enemy. As long as they had chosen the path to death, one must not be merciful. Otherwise, it would only add to one's own troubles. Thus, they were exterminated."