Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Chapter 273 Demonstrating Necromancy

The following morning, there was one day left before the start of the quarterfinals.

In the Spirit Pagoda conference room of the Mingdu Grand Hotel, the information of the Body Sect on the light screen flowed silently.

For half a month straight, Zi Ji practically turned herself into a "perpetual motion machine"—by day, she and Bi Ji sat on the viewing platform, analyzing the weaknesses of each team's soul skills; late at night, she went to the Ordinary Alliance district to keep a close eye on the ever-changing underground soul master competition; after finishing work in the early morning, she would go to the Mingdu Night Market for a late-night snack, and then bring hot breakfasts to her teammates, seamlessly connecting with the morning tactical review.

She leaned back in her chair. "Today we're holding a strategic meeting against the Body Sect. Based on our analysis of previous matches, they have at least seven Soul Emperors in their ranks."

As for Captain Long Aotian…” she paused, tapping the table with her fingertips, “he has not shown himself yet, but his cultivation has reached the Soul Saint level, and he holds a 100,000-year-old Soul Spirit.”

As soon as the words were spoken, all the members of the Spirit Pagoda—except Huo Yutong—shrank their pupils in unison.

A 100,000-year-old soul spirit?! That's almost equivalent to the power of a 100,000-year-old soul ring.

"The individual competitions are alright," Bi Ji continued, "The team competitions are the tricky ones. The other members of the Body Sect have reached a state of perfect coordination. Pay special attention to Princess Vina, who has twin martial souls: the Snow Lotus is for healing, and the Brain is for mental power. In addition, there's Gu Tong, who is also a mental-type Soul Emperor, and his martial soul is also the Spirit Eye."

She looked up at Huo Yutong with a serious expression. "I think they might use their mental soul skills to drag Yutong into a battle of consciousness first, and then Long Aotian and the other team members would focus their fire on and annihilate us."

If that's the case, it's simple. With Yu Tong's mental strength, Princess Vina and Gu Tong would immediately fall into a coma due to the backlash, just like Shangguan Can did in the last competition.

Zi Ji nodded and added crucial information: "If Long Aotian appears, it's recommended that you concede defeat in the individual competition and replace him with Yu Tong. Also, his 100,000-year-old soul spirit is a rare and precious chrysanthemum."

"The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum is the most powerful of all immortal herbs, primarily used to strengthen muscles and bones," Biji pondered. "This means that Long Aotian is very likely to possess an absolute defensive soul skill similar to 'Invincible Golden Body,' so a head-on confrontation is definitely not the best strategy."

Subsequently, the two women continued their deductions, dissecting the combat habits, soul power fluctuations, and even micro-expression details of each potential opponent from the Body Sect, imprinting them into the tactical awareness of each team member.

After a short lunch break, everyone gathered again in the conference room.

Huo Yutong cleared her throat a few times, and once everyone's attention was focused on her, she smiled and said, "Next, I will demonstrate a 'magic' taught to you by Elder Yi. I guarantee with my integrity that there is absolutely no danger."

Before she finished speaking, a thick aura of deathly stillness emanated from her body, completely different from her usual demeanor.

Obscure syllables flowed from her lips like an ancient incantation. The air around her distorted, and a tiny, jet-black vortex appeared out of thin air, gradually expanding as she chanted, as if connecting to another profound world.

"Everyone, please." Huo Yutong stepped aside to lead the way, and ripples spread from the center of the vortex.

Zi Ji was already used to it, humming a little tune as she stepped in first: "My sister and I stroll around here like it's our own backyard."

Brigitte followed closely behind with a smile.

Bei Bei, Tang Ya, and the others were stunned—that chilling aura just now was so similar to that of an evil soul master!

But the friendship that had lasted for years eventually outweighed the surprise and doubt.

Without much hesitation, they took a step forward, their figures disappearing into the vortex.

Seeing the last companion enter, Huo Yutong excitedly lifted her skirt and leaped in, sliding in like a fish.

Within the vortex lay a hidden world. Beneath one's feet lay a barren, gray-white earth, while overhead hung a ghastly white "sun," all in utter silence.

Seeing the shocked expressions on her companions' faces, Huo Yutong raised her arms and introduced, "This is a demiplane created by my master, Electrolux. It has air, but no water, and no life."

After hearing this, Tang Ya and Xiao Xiao finally relaxed and took deep breaths.

"I'm sure you've already guessed that after the tournament, the major powers will join forces to besiege the Holy Spirit Cult. The titled Douluo from the Three Kingdoms and Shrek Academy have all secretly gone to Mingdu." Huo Yutong's tone changed, her expression becoming solemn. "If you encounter danger at that time, you can temporarily take refuge here."

"Yutong, we also want to help." Beibei clenched her fist, her eyes resolute. "Our cultivation level is more than enough to deal with some low-level evil spirit masters."

Tang Ya nodded in agreement: "Exactly, we'll act together then."

"Hey, if a real fight breaks out, I might not be able to help you guys," Zi Ji interjected. "I need to find some top-tier dishes to go with my drinks."

Xiao Xiao blinked, then suddenly asked the question that had lingered in everyone's minds for years: "Teacher, we know you are very strong, far beyond the average Soul Douluo... Just what level has your true strength reached?"

Beibei and the others all perked up their ears.

Over the years, they had long realized that Huo Ziyan and Huo Biling were not as simple as they seemed on the surface—well, even just looking at the surface, these two were definitely not ordinary.

Upon hearing this, Zi Ji's lips curled into a smug smile, and she casually tossed her long hair: "Transcending Soul Douluo? Tsk, I might as well tell you—I am a Super Douluo. As for my sister," she gestured towards Bi Ji, "she is undoubtedly the number one healer in the world."

In an instant, the undead demiplane fell silent, save for the deathly wind.

Although Beibei and the others had expected it, they were still deeply shaken when they heard the truth so casually.

The moment she stepped out of the undead demiplane, Beibei took a deep breath and looked around. The familiar carved dome of the conference room was still there, but the gray and lifeless scene she had just seen was etched into the depths of her consciousness like a brand.

The Spirit Pagoda... Just what kind of hidden sect with profound foundations is this?

Leaving aside that strange and mysterious demiplane, the very person who created it, Lord Electrolux, has probably already reached the level of a Limit Douluo.

And then there's that senior... My god, two top-tier experts are here?

The two people in front of us, Huo Biling and Huo Ziyan, are both Super Douluo!

Beibei recalled the two elders' amiable demeanor; they showed no airs of top-tier experts whatsoever.

But it is precisely this calm and collected demeanor that is most unsettling.

If this is only what they know, how many more hidden trump cards does the Spirit Pagoda have?

Only then did everyone realize that what they had come into contact with before might not even be the tip of the iceberg of the Spirit Pagoda.

This unfathomable foundation is enough to make any force tremble.

Years later, when Beibei was holding her child and fishing with everyone at Poseidon Lake, they would all invariably sigh:

"Honestly, choosing to join the Spirit Pagoda back then was absolutely the best decision I've ever made in my life—no, in all my past lives!"