Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 233 Holy Spirit Cult Headquarters
Having experienced the immense power hidden within Wang Dong'er, when Huo Yuhao sensed a similar power emanating from the black-haired woman before him, his gaze towards the woman in his arms became incredibly profound, as if he wanted to penetrate her body and explore the essence of this power.

Besides the power in Wang Dong'er's body, Electrolux's divine sense power is also similar to that of the black-haired woman. Therefore, Huo Yuhao can be certain that the black-haired woman is related to a deity, otherwise she would not have power similar to that of Wang Dong'er and Electrolux.

"Tch, fine, don't care. So what if he got lustful? All men are the same!" Third Master Fei Yan curled his lip, his face full of disdain.

As she spoke, she looked the black-haired woman up and down.

It must be admitted that even though the woman looked disheveled and was covered in injuries, her beauty was still flawless.

In particular, the aura she exudes—noble and mature, as if untouched by worldly affairs, seemingly transcending the mundane world—is truly impressive.

In Fei Yan's view, Huo Yuhao's sudden decision to save this woman was simply because he was attracted by her beauty. After all, in her mind, most men were like that.

The night was as dark as ink, pressing heavily upon the demon forest.

In the forest, ancient trees towered into the clouds, their lush branches intertwined, rustling in the night wind as if emitting a faint sob.

The shadows of the trees swayed gracefully in the moonlight, dancing like ghosts, with a winding path leading towards the heart of the forest.

Huo Yuhao carried the unconscious black-haired woman and walked steadily along the path.

The surrounding silence was like a thick curtain, tightly enveloping him, with only the sound of his own footsteps echoing in the silence, sending chills down his spine.

At the end of the path lies the mysterious headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult—a dungeon slumbering in the abyss of darkness.

The entrance to the underground city is an archway made of solid rock, the strange and ancient characters carved on it undiminished by the erosion of time.

As soon as Huo Yuhao stepped in, a cold wind howled from the depths of the underground city, carrying a damp and musty smell that went straight into his nostrils.

The torches on the wall emitted a faint and flickering light, and in the dim light, the faces carved on the wall appeared lifelike.

The hideous face seemed ready to leap off the stone wall at any moment, sending chills down one's spine.

The wet, slippery flagstones underfoot reflected the dim firelight, and with each step, the heavy echo of my footsteps reverberated in the silent space.

The underground city's corridors are as intricate as a maze, with the unknown lurking at every turn.

From time to time, you'll encounter patrolling Holy Spirit Cult members. Their eyes are sharp as knives, vigilantly scanning every corner, not missing any possible unusual movements.

However, when their eyes fell on Huo Yuhao, they would immediately lower their heads and respectfully address him as "Your Highness the Holy Son".

Even when they saw Huo Yuhao holding a strange woman in his arms, they dared not ask any further questions. This was due to the strict hierarchy and rules of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Walking along the corridor, you'll reach a magnificent and enormous underground palace.

The towering dome is inlaid with luminous gems, and the deep blue light cascades down like flowing water, illuminating the entire empty space.

On the altar in the center of the palace stood a distorted statue of a god, surrounded by raging flames that seemed to have a life of their own, leaping and flickering, emanating a suffocating sense of oppression.

At this moment, the followers of the Holy Spirit were holding a ceremony around the altar.

The deep chanting and rhythmic tapping intertwined, echoing throughout the palace and creating a captivating atmosphere.

Each participant in the ceremony was expressionless and solemn, but their eyes shone with fanaticism; they were completely immersed in this faith that transcended ordinary understanding.

This underground city is undoubtedly the core of the Holy Spirit Cult's power.

Every nightfall, the deep chanting of incantations echoes through the Demon Forest.

On the high platform of the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a dark gold robe sat on a magnificent throne.

He had long, dark red hair, a cold and stern face, and deep, sharp eyes. This man was none other than Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Standing next to him was a woman with long black hair.

With her alluring figure and captivating beauty, she exuded charm in every gesture. She was none other than Zhong Liwu's wife, Feng Ling, the Vice Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Evil Phoenix Douluo.

"Yuhao, you are still young, you should focus on your cultivation!"

Seeing Huo Yuhao carrying the black-haired woman in, Zhongli Wu, who had already received the news from the Third Elder, did not show much surprise. He simply gave a calm and understated warning.

He placed high hopes on Huo Yuhao and even planned to pass on the position of leader of the Holy Spirit Cult to him in the future. For this reason, he was even prepared to give up Yan Feng, his personal disciple whom he had carefully cultivated for many years.

It's worth noting that he had been grooming Yan Feng as his successor, which shows how much he valued Huo Yuhao.

That's why he waited here specifically when he learned that Huo Yuhao had rescued a woman. "Master, you misunderstand. I just felt that she was extraordinary, so I wanted to save her." Huo Yuhao shook his head slightly, feeling helpless.

Zhongli Wu was unaware of his physical defect, so how could he have harbored lustful thoughts because of lust for women!

Within the entire Holy Spirit Sect, only the Supreme Leader Ye Xishui and the Supreme Elder Long Xiaoyao knew about his physical condition, and naturally, these two would not reveal this matter. Even Zhongli Wu was kept in the dark.

After all, the news that the Holy Son has a physical disability would definitely affect his prestige in the Holy Spirit Church and be extremely detrimental to his future leadership of the Church.

"That's good. Her injuries are very serious. I'm afraid only Mother and Uncle Long can save her." Zhongli Wu's expression remained calm.

He only offered a slight reminder, but in his heart he still believed that Huo Yuhao would not let personal feelings for his children interfere with important matters.

After all, Huo Yuhao's performance during this period was perfect. His ruthless style, outstanding wisdom and strategy, and powerful strength all satisfied him.

Not only does he have the younger generation of the Holy Spirit Cult completely under his control, but he is also able to command the Blue Silver Saintess Tang Ya to serve him. Such a talent is undoubtedly the best candidate for the position of leader.

Huo Yuhao was not surprised by this, as he had originally planned to ask Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao for help.

The residence of the Supreme Elder, Ye Xishui, is located in the deepest part of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters. Normally, only Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling are qualified to enter. Now, Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya have also been included in this special list.

"The injuries are severe. I can heal him using the secret technique I taught him, but the power involved is..."

Ye Xishui looked at the black-haired woman Huo Yuhao had brought back, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She was very satisfied with Huo Yuhao. After all, he was Mu En's disciple, possessed twin martial souls, and had inherited the undead demiplane of a powerful being from another world. He was simply a natural-born evil soul master.

If it weren't for the fact that no one had become a god in Douluo Continent for ten thousand years, Ye Xishui believed that Huo Yuhao would have a great chance of embarking on the path to godhood.

Because of Mu En, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao have always paid special attention to Huo Yuhao, and at the same time, they look down on Shrek Academy.

The person Moon risked his life to protect was easily abandoned by the Shrek Academy students, who saw it as utterly spineless.

"This power is even stronger than soul power; the only power I can think of is divine power!"

Long Xiaoyao, the tall and imposing Dragon Emperor Douluo with white hair, also stood to the side. Like Ye Xishui, he also keenly sensed the high-level power within the black-haired woman, the intensity of which far surpassed the soul power they possessed.

"Teacher, are you saying she is a goddess!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed instantly. He truly hadn't expected that the person he had casually rescued on his way out would actually be a deity.

"Originally, yes, but now she is seriously injured and has fallen off the Douluo Continent. Although she is still a god in essence, it will be extremely difficult for her to return to her peak."

Long Xiaoyao said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

A deity right before their eyes, even one in a crippled state, is like a priceless treasure to them, allowing them to glimpse the realm they've always dreamed of.

As Ye Xishui used the Holy Spirit Cult's secret technique, a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast was brought to the stone platform.

Ye Xishui quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. A powerful force surged from her hands, instantly enveloping the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.

The soul beast let out a painful roar, its life force being drawn out as if by an invisible hand and continuously injected into the body of the black-haired woman lying on the stone platform.

The black-haired woman was enveloped in a crimson light, and the shocking external wounds on her body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This secret method of the Holy Spirit Cult can extract the power of other lives for its own use. Although it cannot achieve the miraculous effect of limb regeneration, it is quite effective in treating some serious injuries.

The life force of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast is extremely strong. Although it is not enough to heal the black-haired woman's internal injuries, it can still repair her external injuries and save her life.

After all, a divine power within the black-haired woman was stubbornly maintaining her life.

Logically speaking, given the powerful life essence of a deity, their injuries should have healed on their own.

However, a scorching divine power remained within the black-haired woman's body. In addition, she seemed to have fallen into a spatial turbulence, causing the spatial power within her to rage wildly, with various forces clashing with each other, creating utter chaos.

It's a miracle that she's still alive, let alone expecting to return to her peak condition.

On the Douluo Continent, there simply weren't enough resources to help her recover.

Only by draining the powerful life force of the Golden Tree of Shrek Academy can her injuries be healed and she return to her prime.

Of course, that's just a possibility, since they are still too unfamiliar with the realm of gods.

(End of this chapter)