The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

Tianwu Douluo, Minglei Douluo, Youming Douluo, and Masked Douluo had trained together in the Holy Spirit Cult since childhood. They were quite familiar with Masked Douluo's abilities, so there was nothing wrong with them.

However, Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, made no attempt to hide the disgust in his eyes. After all, there was a hierarchy of contempt among evil soul masters.

Just then, Zhongli Wu's eye twitched without warning. The sudden change in his aura caused Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and Heavenly Centipede Douluo Nangong Wan, among others, to turn serious.

Even Feng Ling glanced at Zhong Liwu with a puzzled look, and a cold voice came from her mouth.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Zhongli Wu focused his mind on investigating the surrounding situation, his eyes filled with doubt.

With his cultivation level, he had already begun to try to integrate himself into this world. Although he couldn't sense the source of any threat like a true Limit Douluo, his omens were quite accurate.

Suddenly, a dazzling, enormous golden eye-like light silently bloomed among Zhongli Wu and his group of seven. The noble golden light seemed to contain divine power transcending the laws of this world, causing the pale white demonic maggot-like light released by the Masked Douluo to vanish in an instant.

A tall, handsome young man stepped out from the golden light, his long black hair flowing freely, his deep purple eyes filled with coldness.

Xu Zihuang faced Zhongli Wu, a subtle smile curving his lips.

"It's been a long time, Master Zhongli."

As he spoke, Xu Zihuang slowly raised his right hand. A deep, black sphere, as dark as a black hole yet undeniably real, floated in his palm. Inside the sphere, unknown changes seemed to be constantly occurring, and the surrounding space was riddled with unhealable cracks, from which starlight could be seen.

The appearance of this black sphere clearly destabilized this space, causing spatial rifts to appear. Despite being only the size of a human head, the seven members of the Holy Spirit Cult felt a chill run down their spines, experiencing an extreme sense of dread—the feeling of their lives being truly threatened.

A terrifying aura surged, and various spirit rings rose from beneath their feet. Driven by their instinct for survival, Zhongli Wu and the other six simultaneously released their respective martial spirits. While using various means to defend themselves, they also retreated rapidly.

Zhongli Wu was the first to react, letting out a ferocious roar.

"Spread out, don't try to take the hit!"

"After a year apart, this is a gift to celebrate our reunion."

Xu Zihuang stared at Zhong Liwu with a mocking expression. The black ball slowly rose from his right palm into the sky, and then burst out with a dazzling white light.

"Boom, boom, boom—" The violent explosions resounded through the sky, and the terrifying shockwaves shattered the space within a radius of several kilometers, stretching for tens of kilometers.

The incandescent light instantly engulfed the mountain peak, which was thousands of meters high, and continued to expand outward, even causing the entire mountain range to begin to dissolve, starting from the peak.

A full ten breaths passed before the enormous incandescent ball of light gradually dimmed. Smoke and dust lingered, condensing but not dissipating.

As if the sun had fallen to earth, the center of the mountain range was completely leveled. The melting snow revealed the original gray-brown mountainside and ground. After this world returned to peace, pristine white snowflakes continued to fall from the sky.

Bathed in the fine snow, Xu Zihuang stood proudly. His magnificent purple-gold robe remained clean and tidy, fluttering in the wind.

He then seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky.

As if in response to his gaze, a long howl filled with icy killing intent suddenly erupted from high in the sky.

The source of the sound was a black figure about ten meters tall, shrouded in darkness, its features obscured. However, nine spirit rings were clearly visible around it.

Six black and three red, the same soul ring configuration as Ye Xishui.

This is Zhongli Wu's Martial Soul, the Death God Demon Puppet. Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet is already an extremely powerful evil Martial Soul, but Zhongli Wu's Death God Demon Puppet is even stronger than Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet.

Because the Death God Puppet is the ultimate form of the Blood Soul Puppet.

Clearly, Zhongli Wu was forced by Xu Zihuang to use his Martial Soul True Form. Wielding a massive black scythe, he exuded an indescribable, terrifying pressure. That invisible power seemed to make even the soul tremble.

With the amplification provided by his Martial Soul True Body, Zhongli Wu managed to protect Feng Ling and the others in time. Although they were scattered by the shockwave, their own condition was not seriously affected.

Xu Zihuang's soul skill was indeed very powerful, but Zhongli Wu was not as brainless as Ye Xishui, and was forced by Xu Zihuang to take the hit head-on.

The moment the Dark Demon Thunder exploded, Zhongli Wu moved away from the core area of ​​the explosion and shielded the others from some of the energy impact.

However, Xu Zihuang's goal from the beginning was simply to separate this group of evil soul masters.

Zhongli Wu looked down at Xu Zihuang from his high vantage point, his figure swaying slightly, the Grim Reaper's scythe in his hand resembling a black ghost. Under the impact of the powerful black aura, his aura surged.

"Very well, I didn't expect you little brat to have the audacity to appear before me. Do you think that just because you're exceptionally talented, you can be arrogant and ignore everything? Today, I will make you pay the price for your ignorance."

In the blink of an eye, Zhongli Wu, transformed into a Death God puppet, appeared before Xu Zihuang, wielding a Death God's scythe.

But in that split second, a giant with a dark green body appeared out of nowhere and sent Zhongli Wu flying backward with a single punch.

"Hahahaha! Zhongli brat, you truly live up to your reputation as the bastard born from that crazy woman Ye Xishui's affair with who knows who. You are utterly shameless. You get so angry and embarrassed after being humiliated by a junior, and you still manage to make it sound so high-sounding?! Hahahaha! Didn't your bastard father, Long Xiaoyao, teach you anything? If Long Xiaoyao isn't good enough, then I'll be your second bastard father!"

The most vulgar words exploded in the air. The newcomer was none other than the original Douluo, Du Bu Si.

To better counter Zhongli Wu, Du Bu Si deliberately adjusted his Martial Soul True Body to be the same size as Zhongli Wu. His dark green skin bulged, transforming into massive muscles like granite.

Compared to Zhongli Wu's true martial spirit form, the dark green giant transformed from Du Bu Si was in no way inferior in terms of imposing presence.

"Poison Undying, are you courting death?!" Zhongli Wu steadied himself, his voice grim. Looking at Poison Undying protecting Xu Zihuang, he knew that the Body Sect had come prepared and had even turned the tables on them.

"Last time you managed to escape from my grasp by sheer luck. Do you think you'll be so lucky this time?! Today, I will completely sever the ten-thousand-year-old lineage of your Body Sect!"

The first response to Zhongliwu was a sharp phoenix cry.

Three purple, five black, and one red! Nine spirit rings pulsed around Feng Ling. A pair of dark purple wings unfurled behind her, and a powerful aura erupted at that moment, surging forth like a tidal wave.

After Du Bu Si laughed heartily, he saw Feng Ling rushing towards Zhong Li Wu without showing any fear.

"Zhongli brat, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Without the help of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master Corps, what are you?!"

"All of you, attack me!" Du Bu Si roared and charged towards Zhong Li Wu in the void.

Poison Undying was inherently arrogant, and the frustration he felt when facing the powerful soul tool of the Sun Moon Empire seemed to be completely unleashed in this situation. From the very beginning, he was going all out, clearly in a desperate stance.

The dark green light behind Du Busi painted the entire space the same color, clearly distinguishing it from the black sky over Zhongli Wu's side.

The evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling was destined not to arrive in time to support Zhongli Wu, because she was blocked by the Golden Body Douluo Jin Peng.

Golden-bodied Douluo Jinpeng is the second strongest in the Body Sect after Poison Undying, and his soul power recently broke through to level 97. His martial soul is the torso, which, although slightly inferior to Poison Undying's martial soul, is still one of the top-tier body martial souls.

The combination of four purple, four black, and one red spirit rings is only a difference between a thousand-year spirit ring and a ten-thousand-year spirit ring compared to Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling. At their level of cultivation, this difference in spirit ring combination has little impact.

It depends more on the understanding of each other's realm and their own martial spirit.

The Golden Body Douluo's entire body shimmered with dark golden light, exuding an aura as deep as the abyss.

"You can't get past the sect leader." The golden-bodied Douluo, with a solemn expression, seemed to be stating a fact, his calm tone carrying a moving air of dominance.

Seeing the Golden Body Douluo blocking her way, Feng Ling couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Are you looking for death?!"

Feng Ling moved with lightning speed, leaving a trail of strange afterimages behind her. These afterimages resembled a purple phoenix. Her right hand instantly enlarged, transforming into a giant purple bird claw, and reached out to grab the Golden Body Douluo's left chest.

The Golden Body Douluo remained fearless, his dark golden light suddenly solidifying as he directly rammed into Feng Ling without dodging or avoiding her.

His nine spirit rings flashed one after another, especially the blood-red ninth spirit ring, which seemed to exude an invisible, fierce aura.

Their bodies shifted, and a series of terrifying, explosive bursts of soul power erupted at the center of their collision.

The golden-bodied Douluo remained frozen in mid-air, while cracks appeared on the purple bird claw on Feng Ling's right hand before it shattered with a crash.

Feng Ling's pupils contracted slightly as she looked at the Golden Body Douluo with surprise and uncertainty.

She had just used her right arm soul bone skill. Even if the Golden Body Douluo's martial soul was his torso, he couldn't possibly neutralize her soul skill with just his physical body and soul power. He must have fused with a top-grade torso soul bone.

Only when martial spirit and soul bone are combined can such power be achieved.

Based on the fierce aura she had just sensed from the Golden Body Douluo's ninth spirit ring, Feng Ling had a vague guess in her mind.

A 100,000-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's Soul Ring and Soul Bone?!

On the other side, the one who approached Scorpion Tiger Douluo was Silver Bone Douluo from the Body Sect. That is, the old man who was over three meters tall.

Silver Bone Douluo and Scorpion Tiger Douluo both have the same soul power level, level 96. His martial soul is the skeleton, not just the bones in each part of his body, but the entire skeleton. He can be described as having both offense and defense, with no weaknesses.

Silver bones covered the Silver Bone Douluo's entire body, resembling armor pieced together from an exoskeleton, gleaming brilliantly. This pressure caused the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, Zhang Peng, to retreat steadily.

The profound foundation of the Body Sect was on full display. At the same level, the Title Douluo of the Body Sect were truly unafraid of the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The remaining members of the Body Sect, Lang Ya and the handsome young man, were both control-type Soul Masters. The handsome young man's Martial Soul was blood, titled "Blood Coagulation." Using blood as a Martial Soul had endless uses. His Soul Skills were even more bizarre than those of evil Soul Masters.

It is precisely because of the special nature of his martial soul that his appearance has remained unchanged since his youth.

The two control-type titled Douluo, Lingnao Douluo Langya and Ningxue Douluo, joined forces to hold back the Holy Spirit Cult's Tianwu Douluo, Minglei Douluo, and Youming Douluo.

The last remaining Masked Douluo, with a sinister laugh, approached Xu Zihuang. A gray-blue light magnified behind him.

The dark blue light and shadow looked extremely terrifying. At first, it looked like a skull, but as it grew larger, it became clear that it was a pale human face.

The face was neither male nor female, and countless bluish-black maggots were wriggling on it.

"Hehehehehehe! Little thing, although I don't know how you managed to unleash such a powerful soul skill just now, with your soul power cultivation of only level 80, using it once is probably your limit. Now, no one can protect you."

Chapter 478 Slaughtering the Masked Ones, Destroying the Netherworld

Among the four elders dispatched by the Holy Spirit Cult this time, Masked Douluo, due to the special nature of his martial soul, although far inferior to Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling, still possessed a soul ring configuration that exceeded conventional understanding.

One yellow, three purple, and five black—his nine spirit rings were much darker in color than those of a normal spirit master, as if obscured by a layer of gray mist.

The second, third, and fourth purple millennium spirit rings on Masked Douluo's body shone brightly one after another, and the huge human face shadow behind him suddenly moved forward, directly covering Xu Zihuang.

His eerie laughter grew increasingly sinister and shrill.

"Little thing, you've got some nerve, daring to cause trouble for the Holy Church. But you're overestimating yourself. Today, I'll let you taste the power of my Vengeful Spirit Mask to devour your soul. I'll let it devour your soul, starting with every single spirit and essence. That feeling... tsk tsk tsk..."

As he spoke, Masked Douluo made no attempt to hide his intense greed.

He could sense the power of Xu Zihuang's mental and spiritual strength. If he could be consumed by Xu Zihuang's demonic maggots as nourishment, it would greatly benefit his subsequent cultivation.

Zhongli Wu and Du Busi both ascended to an altitude of over 5,000 meters. With their cultivation levels, even the residual energy waves from their battle were enough to threaten the safety of an ordinary Title Douluo.

A level 98 Super Douluo is already infinitely close to the limit of a human Soul Master.

Fortunately, the two of them tacitly moved the battlefield to this restricted area in the air.

However, both Zhongli Wu and Du Busi were closely monitoring the battlefields in other areas. Their battles were unlikely to be decided quickly, and the course of the situation largely depended on their subordinates.

Upon discovering that Masked Douluo had recklessly approached Xu Zihuang, Zhongli Wu's expression immediately changed, and his furious voice boomed through the air.

"Fool! Don't face him alone! He's the one who killed Wu Yun and Wu Yu. Youming, go help Masked Man!"

Among the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, Masked Douluo is the most abnormal. His Demonic Maggot Martial Soul requires him to constantly devour human brains and souls in order to cultivate. As a result, Masked Douluo's cultivation speed is certainly very fast, and he can even improve his own spiritual power level by devouring the souls of Soul Masters. However, the downside is that Masked Douluo's mental state is extremely unstable, and he is often in a state of chaos.

If Masked Douluo were of sound mind, he would have been able to discern Xu Zihuang's extraordinary nature from the recent turn of events.

Zhongli Wu's words sent a chill down the spines of Tianwu Douluo, Minglei Douluo, and Youming Douluo, who were unaware of the situation beforehand.

The Wu sisters, Wu Yun and Wu Yu, are considered among the strongest members of their Holy Spirit Cult. They possess powerful spiritual attribute martial souls, the Soul of Vengeance, and also have a martial soul fusion skill. Together, they are capable of contending with any one of them.

"Fourth!"