Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

Seeing this, Lu Ren couldn't help but clap his hands.

"sharp."

Ji Juechen, this sword fanatic, is indeed far too overpowered among those of the same level.

Without using any soul skills or relying on any additional abilities from soul rings, he could kill two evil soul masters and soul emperors of the same level with just his sword.

Moreover, he created his own field at such a young age.

Although it was in its rudimentary stage, with a range of only three feet, the very phrase "created domain" was enough to demonstrate just how terrifying his talent was.

Unfortunately, his innate soul power was too weak, which limited his future development.

If he also had innate full soul power...

Lu Ren took out a small bag from his storage soul tool and casually tossed it to Ji Juechen.

"then."

Ji Juechen caught it and glanced down at it.

The bag contained a pill, which emitted a refreshing medicinal fragrance.

"Take it after you get back," Lu Ren said. "It should be very effective for someone like you with poor innate soul power."

"I don't need to take any pills."

Ji Juechen handed the bag back.

"Just eat it. This Profound Water Pill has many benefits for people with low innate soul power levels. It can widen the meridians and increase the upper limit of soul power. Although you are already a Soul Emperor, a good foundation will allow you to go further in the future."

Lu Ren wanted to persuade him further, but Ji Juechen shook his head.

"I don't need it."

His voice was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable firmness.

"My sword does not need medicine."

He put the bag back into Lu Ren's hand. There was no hesitation or reluctance in his eyes, only a kind of almost obsessive purity.

Lu Ren was taken aback.

Then he laughed.

"You're so cool."

Ji Juechen didn't reply, but simply gripped his sword tighter.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from deep within the courtyard.

One after another, dark figures emerged from inside the building, followed by more men in black.

They were all dressed in matching black robes, with bamboo hats covering their faces, and their bodies emanated eerie fluctuations of soul power.

They are remnants of the Holy Spirit Church's branch altars.

The leader of the men in black immediately saw the scene in the courtyard. Their elder had vanished without a trace, leaving only the lingering blood mist in the air.

The corpses of the two Soul Emperors fell to the ground, turning into grayish-white powder.

And all of this was caused by just two people?

His pupils contracted sharply.

"Kill them!"

The roar exploded in the courtyard.

More than a dozen black-clad evil spirit masters simultaneously released their martial spirits, and the light of their various spirit rings flickered and shimmered in the dim courtyard.

There are Soul Kings, Soul Masters, and the lowest level is Soul Venerable.

They surged toward Lu Ren and Ji Juechen like a tidal wave, their eyes filled with a frenzied killing intent.

Ji Juechen stepped forward, sword in hand.

A hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Let me do it."

Lu Ren walked past him at a leisurely pace.

He raised his right hand, his fingers together, pointing the fingertips at the group of men in black surging towards him.

"untie."

The next moment, a huge, invisible slash swept across.

The slash extended from Lu Ren's fingertips, expanding into a massive arc blade that spanned the entire courtyard in the blink of an eye.

The shrieking sound of the slashing air caused everyone's eardrums to ache simultaneously.

In the blink of an eye, the slash swept through the formation of the men in black.

The five Soul Masters at the forefront were all cut in half at the waist in the same instant.

Before they could even scream, their upper and lower bodies were separated, and black blood gushed out from the cut like a fountain, splashing onto the bluestone pavement with a hissing, corrosive sound.

The slash continued unabated, sweeping backward.

Three more Soul Masters were caught in the attack. Their protective soul power was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of the strike. It was cut open, torn apart, and cleaved in two along with their bodies.

With a single blow, eight evil spirit masters were killed.

The remaining men in black were terrified by this scene.

They finally realized that the seemingly harmless boy in front of them was someone they could not contend with.

Some turned to run away, some stood frozen in place, and some frantically activated their soul skills to fight back.

Lu Ren didn't give them any chance.

He raised his left hand and gently swiped it to the side.

More than a dozen slashes of varying sizes were generated simultaneously, shooting out in all directions like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Each strike precisely targeted a man in black's vital points—some to the neck, some to the heart, and some to the head.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out rapidly. The remaining men in black fell to the ground like wheat being harvested under the barrage of blows, their black blood flowing like a river, meandering across the bluestone slabs.

From the moment Lu Ren made his move to the moment the last man in black fell, it took no more than three seconds.

The courtyard returned to silence.

All that remained were the sounds of corpses falling, blood flowing, and the rustling of the wind through the vines.

Lu Ren withdrew his hand, looked down at the corpses scattered on the ground, and then looked at his clean fingertips.

"It feels so good to slice someone up."

He muttered to himself, his tone carrying a faint, almost imperceptible sigh.

"It's like playing Fruit Ninja..."

Ji Juechen, standing behind him, heard these words.

His body trembled involuntarily.

Then he glanced at Lu Ren.

There was a newfound complexity in his eyes.

Lu Ren was completely unaware.

He turned around and patted Ji Juechen on the shoulder.

"Keep an eye on this place for me, I'm afraid someone else might come."

He gestured with his chin toward the depths of the courtyard.

"I'll go down and take a look; there should be something good inside."

"oh."

Ji Juechen nodded, gripped his sword tightly, and obediently stood guard in the center of the courtyard.

Lu Ren strode towards the depths of the courtyard.

He passed through the wall that the Soul Emperor had stomped on and cracked, and through a dark corridor, stopping at the entrance to the basement.

A downward stone staircase extended into the darkness, from which faint, suppressed breathing and soft sobs could be heard.

Lu Ren walked down the stone steps.

There were even more people in the basement.

They huddled in a corner, wearing the same black robes as the men in black, but without straw hats covering their faces.

There were old and young, men and women, and everyone's face was as pale as paper, with sunken eyes and purple lips.

Their bodies trembled slightly as they stared at Lu Ren, who was walking down the steps, with eyes filled with a terrified numbness.

These are all servants of the Holy Spirit Cult, low-level believers enslaved by the Holy Spirit Cult.

Most of them were Soul Masters who were coerced into joining, or pitiful people who had to serve evil Soul Masters because their relatives were controlled.

Their hands may have been stained with blood, but it was never blood they wanted to have.

Lu Ren's gaze swept across their faces one by one.

Then he looked away, without saying a word, and walked straight through the crowd toward the deepest part of the basement.

There was a heavy iron gate there.

The door wasn't locked; it opened with a gentle push.

Behind the door was a small stone chamber. In the center of the chamber was a stone platform, and above the platform floated a hazy ball of light.

The sphere of light slowly rotated, emitting a faint, cold glow.

Inside the sphere of light, countless tiny points of light can be faintly seen.

Some of the points of light were larger, some smaller, some brighter, and some dimmer.

They floated slowly inside the sphere of light, like fireflies trapped in a cage.

These are all human souls.

It is a soul that was extracted from a living person's body by the Holy Spirit Cult using evil magic and imprisoned in this soul bead.

Most of them were relatives of these holy servants. The Holy Spirit Cult used these souls as leverage to force talented soul masters to work for them.

If you dare to betray them, your loved ones will be utterly annihilated.

If you try to run away, the person you love most will disappear forever.

This is the most common method used by the Holy Spirit Church to control its servants.

Simple, yet extremely effective.

Lu Ren stood in front of the stone platform, looking at the gray soul bead.

A thought popped into my head.

Can he absorb these souls?