Douluo Continent: Ghost Rider, Heavenly Blade Burning Soul!

Chapter 32 Holy Spirit Cult Elder, Ten Thousand Soul Banner

"Wan Hun, you've really struck it rich this time, collecting so many powerful souls."

The Abomination Douluo was very envious. If the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo could refine these dead souls, his strength would undergo a qualitative leap.

I never expected that he would capture even the most powerful figures on the continent.

Although he couldn't refine that soul and had to hand it over to the Holy Spirit Cult, the nearly ten Title Douluos and dozens of Soul Douluos were still a significant help.

I'm afraid that refining all these souls will allow me to level up several times.

There will also be huge rewards from the Holy Spirit Cult at that time.

"What a stroke of luck! I am so grateful for Brother Zeng's help. Without your guidance, I would not have been able to find so many souls." The usually gloomy Ten Thousand Souls Douluo was all smiles today.

"You're quite considerate; you even know my role."

The one who started all of this is the Demon Lord.

If you encounter a poisoned creature that survives its own poisoning and then explodes, that's considered lucky.

Therefore, the Body Sect is entirely based on the ultimate consciousness of an individual.

The thought of the Body Sect's poison-free self-destruction made the Abomination Douluo realize that the Body Sect was in big trouble.

When the great war breaks out, there will be many corpses and souls.

Therefore, they lay in ambush around the main sect's mountain gate early on, waiting for the outbreak of the great battle.

Although the sect's mountain gate is hidden, in the eyes of the Holy Spirit Sect's higher-ups, it is actually all a secret.

The Holy Spirit Cult's infiltration is quite deep.

It's easy to get some information.

That's why we have this scene right now.

However, the Abomination Douluo gained nothing; all the corpses were dried up.

Suddenly, a flash appeared before the eyes of Wanhun Douluo and Zange Douluo.

Qin Hao and Blood Demon Douluo appeared out of thin air.

As soon as Blood Demon Douluo went outside, the effects of the Snow Lotus Seeds began to rub against him.

His soul power and injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two sides looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qin Hao didn't think the other person looked like someone from the Haotian Sect.

It has a cold and eerie feel to it.

These scents excited him instinctively, making him want to rush up and beat them up.

All signs indicate that the other party is somewhat like an evil spirit master.

……

"Wan Hun, be careful of this person. His aura is no less than ours."

"Can't you even feel it? This aura is already approaching that of the sect leader! Run!"

The two were communicating telepathically, their hands and feet were covered in sweat.

They were just evil spirit masters who had just turned 91.

When encountering a level 97 powerhouse, death is the only outcome.

Without saying a word, the two instantly activated their soul tools and flew away into the distance.

"A blood-red handprint that blots out the sky!"

"A Blood-Soaked Prison!"

The Blood Demon unleashed a gigantic bloody hand, pulling both of them back simultaneously and gracefully controlling them.

A level 91 player can defeat a level 97 player.

There was absolutely no chance of winning, especially since the opponent possessed a powerful physical bloodline martial soul.

Qin Hao had a first glimpse of the Blood Demon Elder's power; no wonder he was able to single-handedly make the Haotian Sect members howl in terror.

There's a reason why they're strong.

"What brings you two fellow Daoists from the Holy Spirit Cult to the Body Sect?"

The Blood Demon Elder's angry glare terrified the two of them, turning them into spineless lambs.

"Is this the Blood Demon Douluo who was famous throughout the continent a hundred years ago, devouring tens of thousands of soul beasts single-handedly?"

He hated Douluo and felt fear.

While both involve devouring corpses, Blood Demon Douluo's devouring ability is far more powerful.

Compared to him, I was utterly insignificant in terms of terror.

If this Blood Demon Douluo could join the Holy Spirit Cult, he would definitely be a vice-leader level figure.

"I don't have time to waste with you. What are you Holy Spirit Cult doing sneaking around the Body Sect? If you don't tell me now, you're dead."

The Blood Demon issued a direct order to kill.

Time was of the essence; they still needed to find the scattered members of the Body Sect.

The Abomination Douluo feigned ignorance and said, "We were just passing by when we saw your sect being attacked, and we thought we'd come and see if you needed any help."

"Our Body Sect needs someone to perform a sacrifice to the heavens, and you've come at the perfect time."

Blood Demon Douluo conjured a blood sword in his hand, pointing it at Abomination Douluo and Ten Thousand Souls Douluo.

"We are elders of the Holy Spirit Cult. If you kill us, are you truly not afraid of being held accountable by the Holy Spirit Cult?"

"Once the Elder's Soul Tablet is shattered, the Holy Spirit Cult will relentlessly pursue you to the death. The Body Sect is already in such dire straits; do you intend to become a stray dog, hunted down by the Holy Spirit Cult?"

The Demon Lord of Hatred is a tough nut to crack.

Although somewhat afraid of the Blood Demon, he did not yield.

Their greatest source of confidence is the Holy Spirit Church.

The Holy Spirit Cult has two Limit Douluo-level powerhouses.

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They possess the strongest combat power on the mainland.

"Shut your stinking mouth!"

Qin Hao unleashed the Ghost Rider martial spirit, his entire skeleton gleaming like diamonds, his body wreathed in deep red flames.

The two soul rings, one purple and one red, were quite bizarre.

"My God! The first spirit ring is a thousand years old, and the second spirit ring is a hundred thousand years old. I... I'm not seeing things, am I?"

"How could this be? Is it a trick?"

"This martial spirit is so evil and so powerful. If we bring it back to the Holy Spirit Cult, we'll definitely get an extremely high reward."

"Heh heh heh, the Body Sect, I didn't expect you to fall into depravity too. It seems the Holy Spirit Cult's rise is unstoppable!"

In just a few seconds, countless thoughts arose in the minds of Hatred and Souls.

However, Qin Hao wasn't there to show off his talent. Since he dared to reveal his martial spirit, the two opponents were already doomed.

Blood Demon Douluo looked at Hatred and Ten Thousand Souls with a knowing look, and his control over the Blood Sea Cage strengthened considerably once again.

Suddenly, a gigantic, fiery scorpion king appeared in the sky. With a flick of its tail, it unleashed a Soul-Devouring Thorn from the Underworld, piercing the abomination's body.

A large amount of corpse oil gushed out the moment it was inserted.

But it doesn't seem to have much effect.

Now that Abomination is in its Martial Soul True Form state, its entire body is covered in thick layers of fat, giving it an astonishing level of defense.

Abominations are a high-ranking type of undead, known as invincible in land battles on the undead continent.

Qin Hao's Netherworld Emperor Soul-Devouring Thrust was like a mosquito bite, having no effect whatsoever.

"Kid, you've got some nerve. But with your weak attacks, you'd better train some more before you can deal with me."

"Your martial soul and soul rings are very special. Now that the Body Sect has been destroyed, are you interested in joining the Holy Spirit Cult? The Holy Spirit Cult is the number one cult in the world and the national religion of the Sun Moon Empire. Its strength is absolutely formidable."

Hatred did not evoke anger.

Tianjiao is like that; he has a big temper. But as long as he joins the Holy Spirit Cult, everything will be fine. Is someone who is young and impetuous still a young man?

"Is that so? I'll let you experience the power of hell."

Suddenly, a surge of hellfire poured into the body of the Abomination Douluo.

The body and soul of the loathing instantly felt immense pain.

The hellfire was like a stubborn plaster, impossible to shake off, burning wildly inside his body.

It can't be extinguished no matter how hard you try.

What is the Soul-Devouring Thorn of the Underworld Emperor?

That is to release fiery venom to inflict a terrifying soul attack on the enemy.

Now, both Hatred and Ten Thousand Souls are completely suppressed. Qin Hao only wanted to test the power of his soul skills.

Abominations are undead creatures with incredibly high defense and massive durability. It's truly remarkable that the Netherworld Emperor's Soul-Devouring Spike could pierce through them.

The 100,000-year-old soul ring skill was indeed incredibly powerful and unstoppable.

Qin Hao was very satisfied with this.

"Kid, what did you inject me with? I can't get it out!"

He hated Douluo and panicked.

His body was churning like hot oil. The excruciating pain was etched into his memory forever.

Even after exhausting a large amount of soul power, it was impossible to isolate them.

"Enough with the nonsense, just enjoy yourself!"

Qin Hao coldly observed the Hateful Douluo, who had killed an elder of the Holy Spirit Cult; there was absolutely no mistake in his killing.

(End of this chapter)