Silently approaching Yali, Yuanen Yehui took out a letter from her soul tool storage device, crouched down, and slipped it into Yali's clothing pocket.
But she quickly realized that this was not an appropriate method.
After this catastrophe, their longtime home, Shrek Academy, had been reduced to ruins, and Yali's beloved companion, Yun Ming, had perished.
In such deep sorrow and pain, how could Yali even notice something extra on her body?
Moreover, it was a thin, folded letter—so light that it was imperceptible to touch.
Thinking this through, Yuanen Yehui immediately retrieved the letter from Yali's pocket and clenched it in her palm.
Her gaze swept over Yali's unconscious form from top to bottom. She skipped over the storage soul tool that Yali couldn't open and only stopped when her eyes reached Yali's lower body and feet.
Retracting her gaze, Yuanen Yehui glanced down at her own lower body for comparison.
Would it be a good place to hide the letter? Would it be immediately noticeable?
However, when she looked down, she didn't even see her lower body—she couldn't even see the tips of her toes.
In an instant, inspiration struck.
Ah! She had thought of a brilliant idea!
Acting immediately, Yuanen Yehui leaned in closer to Yali and stretched her slender hand toward the neckline of her clothes.
"Duang～"
"Duang～Duang～"
"..."
She parted the soft fabric and placed the letter within. When she withdrew her hand, the softness successfully clamped the letter in place.
"Yehui."
The sudden voice belonged to Xie Xie. Not seeing Yuanen Yehui nearby, he immediately looked around in search of her.
The moment she heard his voice, Yuanen Yehui instantly pulled back her hand, stood up with an impassive expression, and turned to face Xie Xie, who was approaching at a brisk pace.
"I was checking the injuries of Her Holiness, the Holy Spirit Douluo," she said.
The brief exchange snapped the others out of their daze.
Tang Wulin hurried over and anxiously asked, "How is Her Holiness, the Holy Spirit Douluo?"
After all, they had just survived thanks to Yali's protection.
"There is no danger to her life. She has only overexerted her soul power and will require a long period of recovery."
"That's good, that's good."
A small relief amidst a sea of misfortunes—the only piece of good news in a pile of bad ones.
Just as the group felt a slight sense of reassurance and took a deep breath, a sudden beam of light illuminated the sky above them.
The brilliant radiance was even more dazzling than the morning sun, instantly drawing their attention.
A mass of blinding light streaked across the sky like a meteor chasing the moon, descending rapidly into their sight.
A fixed soul-guided artillery shell—another fixed soul-guided artillery shell!
Even before it landed, its overwhelming aura was already pressing down on them, making it difficult to breathe.
The terror of the impending destruction filled them with an acute sense of doom.
Annihilation!
At that moment, only these four words echoed in their minds.
Despair! The air was thick with despair!
Perhaps affected by the sacrifices of Yun Ming and Yali, Tang Wulin immediately stepped forward, striding a few paces ahead to stand protectively in front of the group.
His action sent waves of worry through his companions, and the golden trident symbol on his forehead shone intensely in response.
Xie Xie and the others wanted to follow immediately, but the ninth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell only allowed time for one person to react—it would not grant a second chance.
The terrifying energy suppressed them, making it nearly impossible to move forward. They could only watch as Tang Wulin leaped into the air, charging toward the incoming wave of destruction unleashed by the ninth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell.
At the moment when the dazzling light of destruction was about to consume Tang Wulin, a pair of massive silver wings spread wide.
Brilliant silver light burst forth, forming what seemed like a silver barrier in front of them. A colossal silver dragon silhouette emerged, shielding them with its back against the catastrophic power of the ninth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell.
The explosion raged on for what felt like an eternity before finally subsiding.
The ground had sunk three meters deep, and violent energy storms whirled chaotically within a thousand-meter-wide abyss.
Half-buried in the dirt, Shrek's Seven Monsters and Yali remained in the crater, but most of the explosion's shockwaves had been kept at bay.
As the last of the scorching aftershocks dissipated, one by one, people crawled out of the rubble.
There was no time to grieve. The group quickly lifted the still-unconscious Yali and immediately fled from Shrek Academy—and even from Shrek City.
After all, no one knew whether their enemies would attempt another extermination strike.
In a single night, Shrek Academy was reduced to ruins by two twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells. This explosive news spread across the entire continent and reached all factions in record time.
Sun Moon Federation, Mingdu, Five Corner Building.
"Crash!"
A crystal glass fell to the floor, shattering into pieces.
The Federation's current Speaker of Parliament turned deathly pale, all color draining from his face.
"What did you just say?!"
"Shrek City has been completely destroyed by two twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells! All of Shrek Academy's students and teachers have been wiped out!"
"The culprits are the Evil Soul Masters!"
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his voice quivered in sync.
As a man in high office, he was supposed to remain composed—calm even in the face of disaster.
But at this moment, he could not remain calm.
He knew exactly what Shrek's destruction signified. Though he had long harbored resentment toward Shrek Academy, his goal had always been to bring it under the Federation's control—not to see it annihilated.
Moreover, Shrek City had perished under the firepower of two twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells—weapons that should have been under strict parliamentary control!
And it was orchestrated by Evil Soul Masters!
The Federation Parliament bore undeniable responsibility. More than that, his own political career as Speaker had now come to an end.
Whoever had manipulated events behind the scenes had not only aimed to destroy Shrek Academy but had likely planned for his downfall as well.
"Investigate! Immediately investigate the whereabouts of the third twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell—Eternal Kingdom!"
"Wait!"
"I will personally oversee this matter!"
Forcing himself to calm down, the Speaker issued a series of rapid orders.
The Federation Parliament—normally infamous for its inefficiency—was now operating at an unprecedented level of urgency.
Orders were dispatched with an almost pleading intensity, summoning the Federation's most powerful figures in record time.
The Commander of the Central Army Corps, Ultimate Douluo, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Yu Guanzhi.
The Commander of the Sea God Army Corps, Ultimate Douluo, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Chen Xinjie.
The Commander of the Western Army Corps, Ultimate Douluo, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Dong Zi'an.
The Commander of the Southern Army Corps, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Yue Zheng'en.
The Commander of the Blood God Army Corps, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Zhang Huanyun…
With a heavy expression, the Speaker swept his gaze across the gathered figures and convened his final Federal Parliamentary meeting.
In a deep voice, he declared:
"Everyone, you are already aware of the two twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells that were stolen and used by the Evil Soul Masters to obliterate Shrek City."
"This meeting is not about assigning blame—it is to determine where we should secure the last twelfth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell, Eternal Kingdom, to ensure that it will never fall into the wrong hands."
"You all are the pillars of the Federation. You understand that Eternal Kingdom's power far surpasses that of the other two shells, Devour Heaven and Earth and Destroy Heaven and Earth."
(End of Chapter)