Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao's world and inheriting the Angel of Time

Chapter 102 Supreme Elder Xuanzi of the Holy Spirit Cult

"Boom!"

The border of the Star Luo Empire.

The series of explosions were particularly loud and awe-inspiring.

As the enormous thunderclap resounded, Xuanzi, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect who was resting under the tree, was so frightened that he let out a burp and rushed towards the cave with a horrified expression.

Before an incense stick burns.

He is leading the new Shrek Seven Devils, with Ma Xiaotao as their captain, on their way to the Star Luo Empire's Advanced Soul Master Tournament.

It just so happens that an evil spirit master is on the road.

Since the opponent was so weak, he handed it over to Ma Xiaotao and the others.

After all, how could a mere Soul King possibly be a match for him?

Moreover, there's also Ma Xiaotao, who's at the Soul Emperor level.

These are all minor issues.

A bunch of little koalas, no need to worry at all.

But now—

That terrifying explosion was far more than what a Soul King could produce; it was almost equivalent to a full-force attack from a Soul Saint. Things are probably really not going to be good this time!

Xuanzi, realizing what had happened, rushed to the location where the explosion had last been heard, and stood there stunned.

The corpse, infused with the poison, flew wildly through the cave for more than ten seconds before finally stopping.

In the blink of an eye.

The scene before my eyes was horrific, like a living hell.

"No!!!"

Xuanzi roared, his knees buckled, and he knelt down on the ground like a defeated dog whose spine had been broken.

"Oh no, how could this happen!"

"Why, why?"

Why!!!!

He's been so unlucky that he's become a disgrace to his account.

Why do we still have to go through these things now?

No one knows what he went through during that time.

In order to restore his cultivation, he had already used up most of the resources in Shrek Academy's treasury, but he had not properly protected his students.

Unwittingly, memories of a mission he led with Zhang Lexuan and others years ago resurfaced in his mind, resulting in similarly heavy casualties. A wave of resentment washed over him: "Was it really my fault?"

"No!"

"The problem isn't me, it's the world."

Xuanzi roared, his face full of resentment.

His roar was so loud that it knocked down a boulder, burying Beibei, who was still clinging to life, beneath it, her fate unknown.

Gravel kept falling in front of Xuanzi.

Before he could react, an arm slammed into his face.

Wang Yan, who was covered in dust and dirt not far away, saw this scene and felt as if the sky had fallen.

He pointed at Xuanzi, trembling all over, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

he----

Xuanzi, as a Super Douluo, not only failed to make progress and became a disgrace, but also did not think about protecting his students when they were in danger. Instead, he only focused on controlling himself, which led to the students being harmed.

This moment.

Wang Yan's world has collapsed.

He seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit, searching for students like a walking corpse.

Of the Shrek Seven Devils, none escaped unscathed, except for Ma Xiaotao, who was seriously injured.

Even Mu En's grandson, Bei Bei, lost his last chance of survival because of Xuan Zi's roar, which was taken away by the boulder.

Huo Yuhao was unaware of what was happening here.

If they knew, they would just applaud.

Xuanzi truly lives up to his reputation as the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, placed among the Shrek Seven Devils; he really knows how to play the game.

The Holy Spirit Cult has always dreamed of killing those geniuses, but they have no way to do so. Now, Xuanzi almost wiped them all out.

Sun and Moon Empire, Ming Capital.

The Spirit Pagoda officially opens today.

Huo Yuhao came here at Xu Tianran's invitation.

This tower is twelve stories high.

It far exceeded the level of headquarters.

"Tower Master, the twelfth floor is exclusively for you, the eleventh floor is for royalty, the tenth floor is for the powerful and wealthy, and the ninth floor is for the management," Orange, who was guiding Huo Yuhao, explained quietly from the side.

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"Um!"

Huo Yuhao simply nodded, said nothing more, and strode inside.

At the same time, he also activated his mental detection.

The entire scene within a ten-mile radius is within sight.

Because of the spirits, too many people were attracted to come. The dense crowd made it take him some time to distinguish who was the enemy and who was just a passerby.

Fortunately, his clone was also in this mission.

There is a spy here.

He also knew that Zhongli Wu and the others were there.

Their initial estimate is that it will be in about fifteen minutes.

At that time, many high-ranking officials from the twelfth floor gathered to discuss the distribution of profits.

After all, the Spirit Pagoda is very profitable, and everyone needs to share the profits equally.

Simply put, it's about taking away Huo Yuhao's original money, or rather, stealing food from Huo Yuhao's bowl.

"Tower Master, this way please," Orange said respectfully.

"Hmm." Huo Yuhao took a deep look at the impeccably polite Ju Zi, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Because of differences in identity and stance.

His interactions with the characters in the original story didn't have that sibling-like feel.

Instead, it seemed more like a superior-subordinate relationship.

But this is for the best.

It's best to avoid people like Ju Zi if possible.

To achieve one's goals, one will stop at nothing.

This kind of person is very dangerous. If you befriend them, they are likely to stab you in the back. As for trying to soothe them with emotions, that's impossible.

This person isn't love-struck.

"Snow Empress, we're counting on you now." Huo Yuhao secretly passed a message to Snow Empress.

"Hand it over to me."

In a secluded room, Xue Di stood calmly.

She would naturally help Huo Yuhao with what he wanted to do.

What follows will be a killing spree.

Besides wanting to capture Huo Yuhao and force him to reveal the Soul Spirit Technique, the Holy Spirit Cult also wanted to eliminate the powerful and influential people present.

Kill as many as you can.

This is also the same point Huo Yuhao agrees with.

If all these people are killed, the Sun Moon Empire will only have one leader.

That was Xu Tianran.

Since we don't know who it is, we should just look at who is the biggest beneficiary.

This massacre was aimed at the powerful and wealthy, as well as Huo Yuhao, but it was also intended to target Xu Tianran, who was coming later.

However, as long as Xu Tianran survives, his prestige will reach an unprecedented level, and those powerful figures who often restrict the free development of the royal family will also suffer heavy losses because of this. How could they dare to challenge the royal family?

"Heh, their political tactics are still a bit too naive. Sometimes killing isn't the only solution," Huo Yuhao chuckled to himself.

This is indeed a very simple and crude method.

However, those who rise to power are usually fools; they will eventually figure out who is behind all of this.

If you're going to kill, kill them all.

Killing a leader isn't always effective; their family members and clansmen won't stand idly by.

However, not having evidence doesn't mean we should overturn the table.

If Xu Tianran establishes the Holy Spirit Church as the state religion, then it will be the beginning of destruction.

Suppress some, recruit others, and kill others.

The way of an emperor is to eliminate his enemies through honorable means.

"But I don't think all of this will make a difference. It's about time to begin." Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes, and a series of dark figures flashed in his gaze.

Following the orange's guidance, Huo Yuhao arrived at a spacious room.

This place is similar to the twelve-round-table conference at headquarters, only much larger and more luxurious, with a full thirty-six people.

Nearly half of the seats were already occupied, mostly by elderly people in their sixties and a few by middle-aged people.

They made no comment on Huo Yuhao's arrival, remaining calmly seated without showing any sign of interaction despite his status as the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda.

"I have a feeling that something's off about this group of people. Could it be because I'm only a Soul Saint and there's no Snow Empress to preside over this?" Huo Yuhao casually pulled up a chair and sat down, his thoughts racing through his mind.

The room was very quiet.

No one spoke first.

"Master, please have some tea." Ju Zi poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Huo Yuhao, explaining softly, "That's just how they are. They're fine when they don't speak, but once they start, they won't stop."

This news about oranges is very important.

This shows that this group belongs to a high social class.

"Is it because of status and face that one's manners are cultivated?" Huo Yuhao's lips curled up slightly as he looked towards the door. Suddenly, a crisp sound of a cart being pushed rang out.

This is Xu Tianran.

Is the main character always the last to arrive?

"Everyone, I'm late." Xu Tianran walked in and the first thing she did was bow to express her apology. She came to Huo Yuhao's side with a gentle smile on her face.

As for what follows.

Huo Yuhao wasn't very interested and kept his mind wandering, secretly observing what was happening with the Holy Spirit Cult's avatar.

The evil spirit masters have now arrived around the Spirit Pagoda.

We just need to wait for an opportunity to fully launch the operation.

"Tower Master, what are you thinking?" At this moment, Xu Tianran reached out and touched Huo Yuhao under the table.

"Huh? Me!"

Huo Yuhao yawned boredly, leaned back in his chair and said indifferently, "You guys can make the decisions. Anyway, I'm not the one in charge here."

This group of people almost came to blows over their struggle to seize the profits.

It was so noisy it gave him a headache.

Chattering.

Even Xu Tianran spoke politely and chatted idly with these powerful figures, which was a disgrace to the royal family's status.

It's still a matter of strength.

"Tower Master, I respect myself as a strong person, but if you want a horse to run, it has to eat grass. Besides, my Sun and Moon Sect is not without strong people. Why don't you be merciful and give us the original price instead of taking a share of the profits?"

Just then, a cunning-looking middle-aged man stepped forward, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao.

"Heh!" Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but laugh out loud. His originally lazy gaze gradually turned sharp, and a long spear materialized behind him, instantly piercing through the boastful middle-aged man.

"How dare you, Xiao Yan! Do you think this is the Spirit Transfer Tower?"

"How dare a mere Soul Saint act so presumptuously here?"

At this moment, another old man stepped forward, and there were many other people scattered around, most of whom were powerful warriors at the Contra level.

Now Huo Yuhao finally understood.

No wonder these people were targeted; it seems they share the same goal as the Holy Spirit Cult—they are after the soul.

"They're here!"

Huo Yuhao's gaze seemed to penetrate these people's bodies, as if he were looking at lifeless corpses.

"What's here?"

Many people were filled with doubt, as if they were completely baffled.

However, the next second.

A wave of deathly light, like a surging tide, swept in from afar, its target clear: the twelfth floor.

With a deafening roar, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

From the outside, the twelfth floor of the Spirit Pagoda appeared to have been sliced ​​off by an invisible giant hand, the power of which was astonishing, giving one a glimpse into just how powerful the newcomer was.

Sixth floor!

Huo Yuhao brushed the dust off his body, looked at Xu Tianran who had broken through the ground to reach this level, and said calmly, "Your Highness, what are your thoughts on this attack by the evil soul master?"

Supported by the orange, Xu Tianran, pale-faced, shook his head.

"I don't know what happened either. Please, Tower Master, save those people. They are all pillars of our Sun and Moon Sect."

Xu Tianran's words are obviously inaccurate.

Despite being a titled Douluo himself, he was acting like an ordinary prince, terrified like this.

Something's clearly wrong.

Huo Yuhao used his mental power to probe, and the surrounding scene came into his mind.

That attack was indeed from Zhongli Wu, but of the thirty-four people above, only about half were dead.

Quite a few people still managed to survive.

At this moment, countless evil spirit masters surrounded them. At Zhongli Wu's signal, they rushed directly onto the Spirit Pagoda, killing anyone they encountered, and the stench of blood filled the entire Spirit Pagoda.

"Your Highness, I suppose they've come for my Spirit Pagoda. I'll distract them, and then I'll temporarily entrust the Spirit Pagoda to you."

Huo Yuhao left these words behind and his figure flew quickly through the large hole above.

He went straight to the twelfth floor.

Now the place has become an open-air scene, and many of the previously arrogant nobles are no different from ordinary people, being pressed to the ground by the ruins and broken walls, screaming in agony.

Huo Yuhao's eyes remained unchanged as he continued to reap the lives of the group with his spear.

Without them, the royal family will be the strongest in the future.

The royal family's eyes lit up.

The one with the highest prestige will be crowned.

"Clap clap clap!"

Just then, a crisp sound rang out.

Zhongli Wu arrived at this place at some point and calmly sat down in a chair, his gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao. "Tower Master, I believe you know who I am. Would you be willing to join my Holy Spirit Cult?"

"What's the difference between joining and not joining?"

Huo Yuhao chuckled lightly, "You're only after my soul spirit technology, aren't you? How do you think you can take me down?"

"No, no, no!" Zhongli Wu shook his head, propped his head up, and explained calmly, "Our Holy Sect values ​​geniuses highly, so we want to win you over for that reason alone. A soul is just icing on the cake for us."

"We evil spirit masters generally rely on blood to cultivate. Although the assistance of spirits is somewhat helpful, it is not very useful."

"Furthermore, we know that you have a Limit Douluo who defeated Xuanzi behind you, but we have one too."

As soon as Zhongli Wu finished speaking, the surrounding space gradually began to distort. The old man was tall, with his silver hair neatly combed, his face as rosy as a baby's, his long eyebrows hanging down on both sides of his face, and his hands behind his back.

It hovered quietly in mid-air, without releasing any fluctuations of soul power.

However, the pressure brought Huo Yuhao immense pressure.

This is very likely Long Xiaoyao.

However, the clone was unaware of this news.

They've really hidden it well.