Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

Heaven ultimately favors others, granting Lin Feng so many resources, filling Tang San with envy.

Is this your countermeasure to control the consciousness of the Douluo Continent?

A path to death!

Chapter 406 How dare he let an evil spirit master participate in the competition?

After this incident, no one should dare to go up there anymore.

After all, Xuanzi's fate was there, and anyone who saw the tragic situation would have to weigh their own weight.

Although many people knew that Xuanzi ended up like this purely because he offended Lin Feng right from the start, and even though he knew how terrifying the other party's strength was, he still dared to speak in that tone, so it was truly not unjust.

Even so, seeing a former level 98 Super Douluo reduced to an armless cripple in such a short time still evokes a sense of melancholy.

A powerful figure was destroyed just like that.

However, just when the competition seemed to be going to be a bit quiet, another beam of light fell on the stage.

After the light faded, a tall, slender figure appeared in the swirling light. The person wore a loose black robe with the hood pulled low, almost completely obscuring their face, leaving only a pale chin visible.

[The fishy, ​​shimmering, and shimmering substance was so obvious that a second challenger appeared so quickly.]

Meanwhile, Zhongliwu and the others, deep within the Holy Spirit Church, almost simultaneously changed color when they saw the black-robed figure through the light screen.

They recognized him at a glance; he was their Holy Spirit Cult's Eighth Elder, Sleepy Douluo, a level 91 Title Douluo.

"How...how dare he go up there?"

Zhong Liwu's voice was very low, and his tone was clearly surprised.

The other high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Church were also shocked, exchanging bewildered glances. No one had expected that the Eighth Elder would appear at this moment.

You should know that they are evil spirit masters who cannot be exposed to the light of day.

Throughout the entire continent, any evil spirit master with even a little fame is basically a wanted target by various forces. Once their whereabouts are exposed, they will face endless pursuit.

Although Sleepy Demon Lord has kept a low profile all these years, many people still remember what he did back then.

Sure enough, someone in the light screen recognized the figure.

"That man in black robes... why does he look so familiar?"

"I remember now! That was the Sleep Demon Master! The guy who slaughtered an entire village with nightmares back then!"

"What? That Sleepy Evil Soul Master who was hunted down by a coalition of elite Soul Masters, but managed to break through and disappear without a trace?"

"That's right, it's him! He fought his way out of the encirclement, and no one ever saw him again. I never expected him to still be alive and become a Title Douluo..."

Immediately, discussions arose, and many people's gazes became complicated.

That's a long-standing case.

When Sleepy Douluo was young, in order to cultivate and improve his cultivation, he used his Nightmare Martial Soul to slaughter an entire village, sparing no one, men, women, or children.

This incident alarmed Xie Yin, who, being cunning, managed to break through the encirclement and disappear without a trace.

Unexpectedly, he has reappeared now.

Sleepy Douluo stood on the arena, naturally aware that he was being watched by the Bloodthirsty Demons, who might even be his enemies. However, his face remained expressionless, as his hood concealed his emotions.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the figure standing with his hands behind his back, and then made a move that surprised everyone.

He bowed slightly and greeted Lin Feng.

"Dean Lin Feng, now that I've been selected, shouldn't I be qualified to participate in the challenge?"

His voice was deep and steady, and his tone was respectful, a stark contrast to Fang Caixuanzi's arrogant demeanor.

Lin Feng glanced at him, still wearing that faint smile, and replied casually.

"nature."

Hearing this, Sleepy Douluo breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been on tenterhooks, fearing that Lin Feng would kill him upon seeing him. After all, he was an evil soul master with a considerable amount of blood debt on his hands. If Lin Feng wanted to eliminate him, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.

Fortunately, things progressed exactly as he had predicted.

Before he went on stage, he had carefully reviewed Xuanzi's entire process. His conclusion was simple: as long as he was friendly, spoke kindly, and respected the strong, Lin Feng would not make things too difficult for him.

After all, I was one of the chosen ones, and that's part of the rules.

Sleepy Douluo came here for no other reason than to become stronger.

He was certainly aware of the risks of exposing his identity, but if there were other ways to break through the current bottleneck, he was naturally unwilling to take that risk.

The problem is that his strength has been stuck at a bottleneck for far too long.

Sleepy Douluo is a Soul Master who specializes in cultivating spiritual power. The deeper one goes down this path, the more difficult it becomes. After reaching the Title Douluo level, every step forward requires an extremely large amount of spiritual power resources to support one.

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, there are very few rare and precious materials that can greatly benefit one's spiritual power. Sleepy Douluo had also heard of the Golden Pearl and had always wanted to obtain it.

The Golden Pearl was formed from the tears of the Mermaid King, a member of the Mermaid Clan, a sea-dwelling soul beast, during a time of extreme sorrow. It contains extremely pure spiritual energy, making it incomparably valuable to soul masters who specialize in spiritual power.

But that thing is really too rare.

The power of ocean spirit beasts is even stronger than that of land spirit beasts. Moreover, there are many unknown types of spirit beasts in the deep sea. Even for a powerful expert at the Title Douluo level, it is a matter of life and death if he wants to go deep into the sea to steal the tears of the Mermaid King.

But things are different now; you can get a reward just by winning a match.

Sleepy Douluo's gaze fell on the list of the last ten people on the light screen. He looked around carefully and finally stopped on one of the names.

Ye Xi.

"I want to challenge Ye Xi."

The voice of Sleepy Douluo rang out again, this time with a clear objective.

Meanwhile, Tang San, far away in the God Realm, was watching this scene through the light screen. He was well aware that Sleepy Douluo was an evil soul master, and his attire clearly indicated that he was not a normal soul master. However, Lin Feng actually allowed this evil soul master to participate in the competition.

A look of anger immediately rose on Tang San's face.

"Absurd!"

Tang San suddenly stood up, his blue eyes filled with anger.

"Ten thousand years ago, when I was traveling in the Douluo Continent, I personally blew up that Slaughter City in order to destroy all the fallen Soul Masters and cleanse the scum that plagued the continent!"

"But now? Lin Feng is actually willing to let a fallen soul master with innocent blood on his hands participate in the competition? This is utterly absurd!"

Even the fallen soul masters who entered the Slaughter City ten thousand years ago could hardly come out, fighting amongst themselves inside. But that place was ultimately a place of evil, and the rampant evil soul masters of today are ultimately a problem of the younger generation.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai, who was sitting to the side, nodded with an unfriendly expression.

“Indeed, Xiao San is right. Fallen Soul Masters should be eliminated. Lin Feng clearly has the ability to kill evil Soul Masters instantly, yet he allows fallen Soul Masters to participate in the competition and even have the qualifications to receive rewards. It’s simply absurd!”

Ning Rongrong also spoke up, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Exactly! Fallen Soul Masters are extremely cruel. Shouldn't such people be killed outright? How can we let them compete on stage?"

Oscar chimed in with a few words of agreement, his tone clearly showing his disapproval.

"If such a degenerate Soul Master were to receive the reward, wouldn't that be aiding and abetting evil? Lin Feng's approach is really inappropriate."

Chapter 407 This is the correct way to use the Gluttonous Divine Ox?

Xuanzi then fell from the sky in a rather embarrassing manner to the spot where he had been teleported.

The surrounding area was overgrown with withered grass, and a few crooked trees stood scattered about, making a whistling sound when the wind blew.

He fell to the ground, and without the support of his arms, it took a lot of effort to even sit up.

He struggled to stand up, rolling several times on the ground before finally managing to steady himself by leaning against a rock.

Then he just sat there, his eyes fixed on the empty sleeves, staring at those two bare sleeves, as if his soul had been ripped out.

On what grounds?

Xuanzi's teeth were clenched so tightly that they were grinding together. He was trying his best to control his emotions, but intense anger and grievances were surging up from the depths of his heart.

Why should I suffer this kind of treatment?

All I wanted to do was participate in a competition, win back the prize that was rightfully mine, and recover. But what was the result?

As a result, he turned into a useless Soul Saint with only 7 Soul Rings, and now he has lost both arms. What can he do?

Xuanzi's body was trembling violently.

Xuanzi had enjoyed decades of glory, second only to the leader at Shrek Academy, and was a renowned Gluttonous Douluo throughout the entire Douluo Continent. He had never been treated like this before, never been so humiliated.

Now he has fallen so low, not only being treated this way by Shrek Academy in the sky, but even the Shrek Academy where he was born has long since expelled him.

That was his home, the place where he had lived since childhood, the place where he had devoted his whole life, but now that home was gone, and he even lost an arm to Beibei.

He was unwilling to accept it; he was filled with resentment.

He hated Lin Feng, hated Bei Bei, hated everyone who stood on the platform watching him humiliated, and hated this cruel and heartless fate even more.

However, at that moment, something inside Xuanzi's body suddenly throbbed violently.

That was the stirring of the martial spirit, a sign that something long dormant deep within the bloodline was being awakened.

Xuanzi felt a surge of intense heat rapidly spreading from his heart, flowing through his limbs and bones, igniting a fire wherever it passed.

His emotions surged, and the heat seemed to sense his resentment and unwillingness, becoming even more intense, causing his entire body to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Xuanzi's body.

The original earthy yellow soul power suddenly changed color at this moment, tinged with a dark red light, carrying a suffocatingly violent aura.

His messy white hair moved on its own, flying through the air like an enraged beast.

The already withered flowers, grasses, and trees around were all turned to dust under the impact of this black and red soul power. Even the tree trunks cracked open in an instant, and the debris flew everywhere.

Xuanzi was slightly taken aback as he felt the terrifying power surging within his body.

The martial spirit was still the same martial spirit, still the Gluttonous Divine Ox, but the aura it contained was completely different from before. Compared to the calm and heavy feeling of the past, the Gluttonous Martial Spirit at this moment was more like a ferocious beast driven by hunger, roaring wildly in the depths of his soul.

Taotie... What is Taotie best at?

It is to devour.

Xuanzi suddenly understood.

For so many years, he had been satisfying his appetite with chicken legs, wine and other mundane foods, treating the Taotie Martial Soul as just an ordinary gluttonous beast, but that was not the true meaning of Taotie at all.

The true Taotie devours all things to strengthen itself, turning the flesh, blood, soul power, and even the soul of all living beings into its own nourishment.

The path he took was wrong from the very beginning.

Xuanzi slowly stood up. Although he no longer had arms, a thin layer of black and red soul power formed around him, enveloping his entire body.

Just then, he keenly noticed several men dressed in black around him.

Those men all exuded a murderous aura, strong and pungent, clearly indicating they were desperate criminals with blood on their hands.

They hid behind the nearby bushes, secretly spying on Xuanzi, their faces filled with greed.

"Isn't this the mighty Taotie Douluo? How come he's so weak?"

The leader was a burly middle-aged man with a menacing scar on his face. He looked Xuanzi up and down before letting out a disdainful sneer.

"Tsk tsk, without your hands, you still retain some of the imposing aura of the Gluttonous Douluo, don't you?"

"If you ask me, we might as well just turn him into nourishment for our cultivation. Although he's an old cripple, he's still a Soul Saint. Brothers, activate your Martial Souls! Let's send this old thing on his way!"

Several men in black burst into laughter, their laughter filled with mockery.

The black and red light in Xuanzi's eyes flickered.

The scarred man took a few more steps forward, his tone slightly mocking.

They were all at the Soul King level. In their eyes, what did it matter if a Soul Saint without arms was of a higher level than them?

Without arms, you can't even protect yourself, so what is there to fear?

Xuanzi finally spoke, his voice hoarse, sending chills down one's spine.

At that moment, a huge phantom image condensed and took shape behind Xuanzi.

The Taotie's true form appeared instantly. The monster with the body of a sheep and the teeth of a tiger floated in mid-air, with a pair of eyes under its armpits and its mouth wide open, revealing two rows of gleaming white fangs.

The monster let out a low, piercing hiss, and then its huge mouth opened wide, unleashing a terrifying suction force.