Douluo Continent: The Holy Evil Emperor.

Chapter 259 I, Zhongli Wu, also want to improve.

"Remember one thing! In the early stages, we are destined not to gain the approval of most people, but that's okay. Time can make everything reasonable and turn into a stereotype in people's minds."

"When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy tires, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue! We don't need to drag this out for too long; just a few short years, and our Holy Spirit Cult will be able to rival Shrek Academy and achieve great success!"

"In this way, our Holy Spirit Cult can walk openly and honorably on the Douluo Continent, freely spreading the Holy Emperor's fame. As for the beginning of all matters, we should avoid head-on confrontations and focus on harassment and development!"

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Recalling the words that Nightmare Douluo had said to him, Zhongli Wu put down the "Asura Judgment Codex" in his hand, took a deep breath, and looked at the chair that represented the position of the Supreme Elder with a face full of admiration.

"Truly worthy of being called the Supreme Elder! Such great wisdom is utterly awe-inspiring! With the Supreme Elder of our Holy Sect, how can we not prosper!"

"Indeed, under the sixteen-character policy of the Supreme Elder, our Holy Sect's operations on the continent have been smooth sailing. This truly verifies another of the Supreme Elder's words." Tianwu Douluo Nangong Wan respectfully bowed deeply to the empty chair of Xieyan Douluo Kongdang.

"Our Holy Sect acts in accordance with Heaven's will and follows the divine decree of the Holy Emperor. We will surely reign supreme over the Douluo Continent with unstoppable momentum!"

"The Second Elder is right!"

"Indeed, all members of our Holy Sect act in accordance with the will of Heaven; we are the true heirs of the Douluo Continent!"

"How laughable are those Shrek Academy mediocre fools! How dare they compare to my Holy Church!"

The titled Douluo elders and enshrined figures sitting around the long table clapped their hands and laughed heartily, as if they were venting all the dark emotions they had accumulated from living in the sewers over the years.

Now, their Holy Spirit Cult is also an orthodox sect. They represent the greater good and follow the correct ideology of the Asura God, who refines heaven, earth, and humanity, and proves the Way through killing!

Before Ye Qing arrived, they never imagined that they, the evil soul masters who had been hunted and killed for tens of thousands of years, would one day stand so upright. This exhilarating feeling was something they couldn't share with outsiders.

Only these moths, living in the shadows, know how much they yearn for the bright, scorching sunlight, even if it means being burned to ashes!

Yes, that's saying nice things.

To put it bluntly, these mourners just don't want to be like rats crossing the street anymore; they want to be a prostitute and then put on a virtuous facade.

Although I kill indiscriminately and take pleasure in killing, although I am cruel, violent, and unpredictable, although I eat human flesh and drink human blood, I am actually a good person.

Look at my Emperor Banner, it's even emitting primordial purple aura.

If the entire Douluo Continent were to become a world overrun by evil soul masters, that would be the ending they most wanted to see. Compared to the countless future benefits, whether or not it was for the sake of spreading the fame of the Asura God was not so important.

Not all the people in the Holy Spirit Cult are fools. Who cares if you're an Asura or an Asura God? Who the hell are you? You didn't even give me a single copper soul coin. Why would I bother spreading your faith to you?

But if I can also enjoy the delicious food while helping you spread your faith, that would be a different story!

(Some monks in temples have something to say)

Apart from Zhongli Wu, who genuinely wanted to see a "miracle," eight out of ten of the elders in the Holy Spirit Cult didn't care about the so-called Asura God.

All they want is to recklessly unleash their dark and brutal desires upon the Douluo Continent, to make the world feel pain, to feel the pain of them, the evil soul masters!

Zhongli Wu is different. Having already reached level 98 in cultivation, he can no longer improve his cultivation by killing people. Otherwise, he would have broken through the limit long ago.

Having encountered Nightmare Douluo so many times, Zhongli Wu had actually already figured it out.

"So it's a martial soul of the same type as mine!"

He made no progress for ten years while subduing the Bone Dragon King, but after successfully subduing it, he took off like a train, rising from the level of Soul Douluo to Super Douluo.

The Bone Dragon King not only greatly enhanced his cultivation level, but also became an indispensable and important combat force for him.

Therefore, Zhongli Wu, who also possessed a similar existence, confirmed one thing after only a few meetings: the skeletal creature beside Nightmare Douluo, which resembled neither a shark nor a dragon, was of the same type as his Bone Dragon King.

The Demon Soul Bone Shark King played an indispensable role in enabling the Nightmare Douluo to reach the Limit Douluo level at less than fifty years old.

It should be noted that Zhongli Wu's Bone Dragon King was already a true dragon in his lifetime and had received a gift from the Silver Dragon. He naturally possessed both wind and fire attributes, and his strength in his lifetime was definitely at the level of a Limit Douluo.

Even with such a foundation, the Bone Dragon King it became after its death only had a combat power of around level 95.

And look at the Demon Soul Bone Shark King of Nightmare Douluo... without a doubt, it's at the level of a Limit Douluo!

If someone can still possess the power of a Limit Douluo after death, wouldn't they have been a true god before their death?!

Given the crude soul-refining methods of Douluo Continent, Zhongli Wu naturally couldn't imagine the power of Electrolux, nor did he know that Electrolux could play with building blocks and stitch together an existence like the Demon Soul Bone Shark King.

In Zhongli Wu's eyes, this operation was impossible. With his level 98 strength, it would be harder than climbing to heaven to improve the strength of the Bone Dragon King. Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao could not do it either, otherwise the Bone Dragon King's combat power would not be only level 95.

Therefore, Zhongli Wu subconsciously believed that the Demon Soul Bone Shark King could not have been created through artificial means; no one could possess such a method, not even the Limit Douluo.

Unless, the being that intervened was... a god!

Whether it was the Demon Soul Bone Shark King bestowed by the gods, or the gods themselves creating it, it was something only gods could do. In other words, Nightmare Douluo must be connected with the gods.

Zhongli Wu, who thought he had seen the truth, was naturally excited. He had already reached level 98, and his desire to break through the limit was no less than that of Xuanzi and Du Busi.

He, Zhongliwu, also wants to improve!

Especially with two Limit Douluo hovering in front of him, Zhongli Wu was even more eager to improve, as he understood all too well how big the gap was between ninety-eight and ninety-nine.

The appearance of Nightmare Douluo not only gave him the opportunity to break through to the Limit Douluo level, but also made him see the desire to become a god.

This is no less tempting than the ancient emperors who heard that someone could grant them immortality and allow them to ascend to heaven.

Anyway, Zhongli Wu has taken the bait.

He didn't care what the others in the Holy Spirit Cult did; he would definitely follow Nightmare Douluo's orders strictly!

(End of this chapter)