Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 174 Ghost Emperor: Please summon the Holy Emperor! Feng Zaixing: Comprehending the Unity of Heaven and Man (3k3)

Products made by Tangmen are guaranteed to be of high quality; this is the reputation of Tangmen Soul Tools in the industry.

But at this moment, even Zang Xin, the deputy sect leader of the Tang Clan, would rather not have this label!

"No! Xiao Zhao, Xiao Liang! My brothers from the Tang Clan!"

Amidst the artillery fire, Zang Xin was heartbroken. The power of the underground level-nine soul-guided cannonballs was too fierce. They were all "Metal Storms" produced by the Tang Sect. Their production process combined the principles of the Tang Sect's number one hidden weapon, the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, which was best at killing living beings!

The ingenious design took into full account the possibility of Soul Masters escaping, and the fragments that shot out like grenades accurately hit every Tang Sect master.

Liang Xiaoyu was the head of the Min Hall of the Tang Clan, specializing in agility-based attacks. However, he was no match for the Tang Clan's own designed cannonballs. The shrapnel from the exploding bullets shattered his helmet and pierced his skull.

Zhao Song was the head of the Tang Clan's Power Hall. His physique, which was based on a strong offensive style, was incredibly powerful, but he couldn't withstand the earth-shattering shockwave. Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and then he was swept away by some unknown shockwave and disappeared without a trace.

The same tragic scene unfolded among the other elite Tang Clan members brought by Zang Xin. One after another, Soul Douluo and precious three-word Battle Armor Masters were swept away by the storm, and countless lives were lost in an instant.

As for Zang Xin—his Amorous Sword emphasizes the artistic conception rather than the physical form. No matter how powerful the Amorous Sword's domain is, it cannot be effective against the cold and ruthless cannonballs. He can only try his best to prevent himself from losing too much combat power to the terrifying level 10 cannonballs.

If I remember correctly, these two level-ten fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs were designed based on the principle of the Rain of Pear Blossoms Needles, hence the name "Rain of Pear Blossoms." They boast unparalleled area-of-effect damage and are unlikely to inflict fatal injuries on a Limit Douluo like him. But what about the others—

Perhaps we should pray to the ancestral sea god now, so that the power of the "Rain of Pear Blossoms" cannonballs can be reduced?

"clang!"

The Sky-Piercing Spear charged into the battlefield in a flash. Yun Ming was the first to protect his beloved wife, and his martial spirit released a dazzling brilliance that illuminated the sky.

Hope seemed to have descended upon Shi Tangren at this moment, but with a command from the Ghost Emperor, the second wave of artillery fire swept across the land. Yun Ming shouted repeatedly, gripping the butt of his gun and sweeping it like a dragon. The incessant explosions made their ears ring.

"Holy Spirit Cult, I will never share the same sky with you!" Yun Ming roared angrily. For a moment, he wanted to unleash his still-imperfect divine position and fight the two emperors of the underworld to the death.

"Hehehe, Yun Ming, just enjoy this! This is all military equipment that the Tang Sect sold to the Douling Empire. The Tang Sect's goods are genuine! Caw caw caw caw—"

The Ghost Emperor personally threw out three final level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs, loudly uttering harsh words.

"Yun Ming, I'm in a good mood today and will spare your life. When we meet again, I'll take your Sky-Piercing Spear as a souvenir!"

As he spoke, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Still recovering from his serious injuries, the Ghost Emperor was genuinely worried about Yun Mingran's life; otherwise, he would have ensured his demise here today.

Seeing that the Ghost Emperor had fled, Harosa drew his sword and slashed once before retreating into the void.

The Radiant Sky switched from offense to defense, and even the strongest combat power was weakened by three points, gradually being submerged in a sea of ​​fixed-position soul-guided shells.

"Yunming, you have lost! The failure of this expedition will utterly shatter your glory."

The chilling, heavy voice transformed into rolling thick clouds, and the Holy Spirit followers from all directions left behind soul-guided cannonballs to detonate the cannons before speeding away.

"Hehehe, the world's number one Shrek Academy and the world's number one Yun Ming have been defeated! Our sect's ten thousand years of shame have been washed away in one fell swoop!"

"Yun Ming is old, Shrek Academy is finished, as long as the Federation army doesn't come, we are invincible!"

"Hehehe, don't forget that Shrek Academy also has a powerful escapee who is completely unharmed. His escape skills are truly unparalleled."

"That's right, that's right—hahahaha, Sun Moon Federation, did you see that? Go ahead and launch an expedition if you dare—"

Under the cover of the underworld's realm of rebirth, the Holy Spirit Cult dispersed like smoke, amidst constant jeers and laughter. The people of Tiandou City who had peeked out to watch the spectacle quickly locked their doors and windows, seeking some solace for themselves.

"When are the Federation army coming? We don't want to die! Waaah!"

"Go to the Spirit Pagoda and seek refuge, and never come out again—"

The Shi Tang Expeditionary Force was buried by the Tang Clan's artillery fire. Heaven knows how many people will crawl out of the ruins. The unprecedented fear has led some people to hope for the first time that the Sun Moon Federation's divine soldiers will descend from the sky, which is better than the Holy Spirit Cult no matter what.

No one placed their hopes on His Majesty, for the royal family was already in dire straits.

"My lords, I have captured this woman in the capital. Please give your orders."

At the Heavenly Dou Imperial City stronghold, Dark Blood Eyes threw Cai Yue'er to the ground. The captive's aged face trembled repeatedly, her life force depleted.

"Oh? Isn't this Silver Moon Douluo Cai Yue'er? You won her over so easily?"

The Ghost Emperor clicked his tongue in praise.

Dark Blood Eyes humbly replied, "This is not the work of one person alone. This person is too foolish. I gave her a slight opening and she chased after me, falling into our ambush."

"Moreover, she seems to have lost her battle armor, so she's no match for us."

"Hehe, is that so? I've come up with another wicked idea." The Ghost Emperor's eyes darted around, and he looked at Harossa with excitement: "Old Harossa, what do you think? Should I use her as a hostage to threaten Yun Ming, or should I poison her and send her back as an undercover agent?"

Harosa frowned: "Shrek's brainwashing skills are unparalleled. Can you be better than them? Yun Ming can see through forced mind control."

"Of course I can't, but we worship the evil god."

The Ghost Emperor smiled broadly, took out a three-inch-long, evil-looking faceless statue, clasped his hands together, muttered something under his breath, and then began to dance a twisted dance, just like a shaman performing a ritual.

"Supreme Holy Emperor, Evil God, please heed the prayers of your servant and bestow upon me a supreme miracle—"

Harosa watched the Ghost Emperor fiddling with the objects and found it quite interesting. Ten thousand years ago, after the Holy Spirit Cult was destroyed by the Spirit Ice Douluo, the Evil God manifested miracles during the dark period of the Holy Spirit Cult, which allowed the Holy Spirit Cult to gradually revive to its current scale.

This was the first time he had seen the Ghost Emperor tinker with something like this, and he wondered what the effect would be.

"Strange, why do I have this inexplicable sense of familiarity and nausea?" Harosa stared at the sculpture, thinking to himself that it was strange.

After a while.

A wisp of dark light fell from nowhere, and the sculpture exuded an overwhelming aura of malevolence.

"The Holy Emperor and the Evil God have manifested!" The Ghost Emperor was overjoyed and performed the full ritual of three kneelings and nine kowtows before pointing the sculpture directly at Cai Yue'er's head.

"Old Ha, stimulate her martial soul to appear." The Ghost Emperor's voice was excited.

Harosa raised his hand, and a few wisps of gray energy touched Cai Yue'er's forehead. The Crescent Moon Martial Soul then appeared amidst a whimper.

"Whoosh~"

The sculpture's sinister light shone into the depths of the crescent moon, forming a fleeting skull mark.

"Is that all?" Dark Blood Eyes asked cautiously, her strength insufficient to discern the secrets.

"certainly."

The Ghost Emperor carefully put away the sculpture, then pointed triumphantly at Cai Yue'er, saying, "I have already planted a mark deep within her martial soul. Normally, it's fine, but if I so desire, I can turn her into my puppet!"

"Both the hostages and the undercover agent, I want them all!"

Harosa chuckled and clicked his tongue in amazement: "Shrek is truly doomed after meeting you. No matter how powerful Yun Ming is, he can't withstand a sneak attack from behind."

"Hmph, it's stupid enough that Yun Ming brought a bunch of burdens, especially with Long Yeyue, that runaway good-for-nothing, among them."

The Ghost Emperor sneered, "If he had only brought Zang Xin and Ya Li, we would have really had to back down. Now, he has no power to pursue us anymore."

His gaze fell on Cai Yue'er, who was gradually waking up, and the Ghost Emperor revealed the most cruel smile.

"They dare to livestream their pursuit? If they livestream, we'll livestream too! Let everyone in Douluo Continent see how Yun Ming handles a hostage situation!"

The Titans.

Feng Zaixing lay on his back in the hot spring, enjoying a rare moment of mental relaxation and contemplating the changes in the elemental world.

His thoughts surged like a tide, and his interpretation of the "unity of heaven and man" in "The Secret of the Body" gradually emerged. He tried to comprehend the ancient methods and make the most of the enlightenment gained through sacrifice.

"In this era, the divine essence of weapon spirits is the unity of heaven and man. I wonder how it differs from the unity of heaven and man of ten thousand years ago?"

Feng Zaixing pondered, "Ten thousand years ago, the unity of heaven and man was the threshold for advancing to Super Douluo. At that time, Long Aotian, the young sect master of the Body Sect, was the only young genius to reach this realm. Our sect was unparalleled in combat skills and realm comprehension."

"Cultivation in this era is much easier than back then. I cultivate my mind and combat techniques using the Overlord's Way, and my battle spirit is nearing its limit. It's time to break through to a higher realm."

The soul-level profound meaning of a weapon spirit is something that even a titled Douluo cannot easily comprehend. In another timeline, Ye Xinglan, who had just entered the ninth ring, almost perished together with Luo Yuhang, the third war god of the War God Hall at the peak of level ninety-six, by relying on his sword spirit at its peak.

Its power is evident.

Ye Xinglan strives to reach the Sword God realm in a life-or-death battle, while Feng Zaixing's path is one of unity of knowledge and action. He is determined to keep Shi Tang and the Holy Spirit Cult in check, and has fought countless battles throughout his life, feeling that he has enough foundation.

Long Aotian back then couldn't possibly be stronger than him, so how could he not do it? Each generation should be stronger than the last!

With unwavering resolve, he held his breath and recalled the past.

From the first display of domineering fighting spirit during the battle against the Fusion Monster in the Hero's Gate, to the scheming and plotting against Shi Tang, frame by frame flashed before my eyes.

Mingdu eliminates the five evils, Tianhai gains fame, attacks Shrek Academy to compete for the title of world's number one, and cleanses Mingdu from within and without—from storming the Tang Clan's treasure land, pursuing the Holy Spirit Cult, pacifying the hidden families, to fighting to the death against Hu Jie, and releasing Cao Dezhi—

His actions reflect a clear and discerning mind.

Gradually, a bright and auspicious glow appeared on Feng Zaixing's forehead. The Overlord's Battle Soul transformed into two spiritual figures, which appeared one after another behind him. They were both teenagers of thirteen or fourteen years old, with illusory figures.

The visualization of thoughts, the mark of the Spirit Realm, when the light and shadow are completely solidified, is the moment when his spiritual power truly enters the Spirit Realm.

The three Limit Douluos successively sensed a massive, vibrant spiritual force, like tender shoots breaking through the soil, and they all appeared and rushed over.

"This—" Yu Leyuan and the three powerful figures looked at each other in dismay. Was it too exciting to break through to the Spirit Domain Realm while recuperating from injuries?

Le Zhengyang reacted the fastest, taking out several spiritual objects that were nearly 100,000 years old and throwing them into the hot spring, while also giving Yu Guanjun a wink.

"Don't just stand there, bring out whatever good stuff you have."

Yu Guanjun rolled his eyes, but still put in quite a few spiritual items, thinking to himself, "You're really lucky, kid. While there's bloodshed outside, you're rising to the top."

Yuan Enzhentian bluntly stated, "My family is poor."

"pound"

Yuan Enhui brought over a basket of thousand-year-old and ten-thousand-year-old spiritual objects and dumped them in like bamboo shoots.

Old Yuanen's lips twitched: "Where did all this good stuff come from?"

Yuan Enhui looked up and said, "The reserves of the twelve hidden sects, which he allocated to me, are my cultivation resources for the next three years."

Old Yuanen's lips twitched even more violently: "And what about in the future?"

"We won't starve to death."

Yuan Enhui parted her red lips, her voice light and cheerful: "I am the only disciple of the third generation of the Body Sect. He is currently the acting sect leader. How could he possibly shortchange me?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Enzhentian felt as if his heart had been struck by a series of hammer blows, and he fell into a long silence.

Damn it, his granddaughter is now with another family. What kind of sins has the Titan family committed?

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