Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

"Drink!" Chen Xin's white hair flew wildly, and the fierce light in his eyes intensified. He poured his immense level 96 soul power into the Seven Kill Sword without reservation, causing the sword's light to surge and emit a clear, melodious sword cry like a dragon's roar.

Now that things have come to this, he can no longer hold back.

"The osmanthus tree stands young for a hundred miles across the land."

The partridge's cry echoed through the cool midday shade.

The wind was sharp at Yanpingjin.

The sword is gone, the river is empty, but the water flows on.

"Seven Killing True Form, Divine and Demonic Slash!"

Hu Yanzhen's veins bulged all over his body, his face was distorted by the immense pressure, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Chen Xin! Ning Fengzhi! And that little bitch! You forced me to this!"

He roared, no longer holding back, and the Holy Spirit power hidden within his body erupted completely!

A strange purple light emanated from his body, and his already powerful aura surged even higher.

The rotation speed of the diamond stardust wall suddenly increased, its density surged, and its color changed from crystal clear to tinged with a faint, ominous purple halo. That purple light seemed to be alive, constantly eroding and neutralizing the sharp sword energy of the Seven Kill Sword.

That aura of destruction was also among those being devoured!

Stalemate!

The situation unexpectedly reached a brief stalemate!

Chen Xin's sword could not advance an inch, and Hu Yanzhen's defense could not completely deflect the sword.

If Huyan Zhen hadn't possessed that bizarre ninth soul skill, Chen Xin would have been able to kill him long ago.

But that's okay.

Ning Rongrong has recovered and returned.

Upon his return, he immediately used two soul skills: one to amplify Chen Xin's power and the other to weaken Hu Yanzhen.

"Thirdly, it's poison!"

"Seven Treasures Suppression!"

Suddenly, Chenxin's sword felt much less resistance and finally fell.

Hu Yanzhen snorted coldly, and the Diamond Star Wall dissipated, re-aggregating on his skin to form a suit of armor.

Although it looked weaker than before, this armor had actually withstood Chen Xin's God's Slash. The only price was that the armor shattered afterward.

Unfortunately, the God-Demon Slash still has a Demon Slash.

The strike, no less powerful than the God's Slash, quickly landed on Huyan Zhen.

laugh!

That powerful strike, which combined Chen Xin's lifelong sword cultivation with the top-notch assistance of Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong, destroyed the rest of Hu Yanzhen's upper body armor the moment it made contact with him!

Then, they even cut off a piece of his flesh.

An eerie purple light flickered violently, attempting to repair Hu Yanzhen's body, but beneath the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda suspended in the air, the purple light was utterly ineffective in its repair function.

Even the aura of destruction couldn't stop the purple light, but the Seven Treasures Suppression did!

Huyan Zhen let out a sob and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with purple light. His huge body staggered backward, and his aura instantly weakened.

He looked up and saw Chen Xin walking towards him.

He was already seriously injured, and Chen Xin's clothes were slightly dirty.

Under Ning Rongrong's bizarre weakening abilities, he couldn't find any chance of winning.

The sword momentum of Chen Xin did not stop. After his martial soul true body was shattered, the Seven Kill Sword followed like a shadow, carrying a cold killing intent, and went straight for Hu Yanzhen's throat! Before the sword tip arrived, the fierce sword energy had already made the skin on Hu Yanzhen's neck feel painful.

"and many more!!!"

With his last breath, Huyan Zhen roared, his voice filled with resentment, anger, and incomprehensible confusion. He made no further attempt to defend or retaliate, for he knew that with his defenses breached and him severely wounded, any resistance would be futile against Chen Xin's impending thunderous attack. He only wanted to ask one question before he died!

Chen Xin's sword stopped abruptly just an inch from Hu Yanzhen's throat. The cold blade severed a few hairs, and the sword's aura caused blood to seep from the skin.

Huyan Zhen, panting heavily, stared intently at the distant girl holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, her expression cold, as if trying to see right through her. His gaze was filled with madness and incomprehension as he hoarsely questioned:

"Why?! Ning Rongrong!! Tell me why?!"

"The token is real! You are the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult! Your hands are stained with the blood of your predecessor! You have completed the ritual! The Cult Leader has tacitly approved of your existence! We should have been comrades! The core of the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Chapter 101 The Fifth Elder, Fallen!

He pointed at Ning Rongrong, his fingers trembling with anger:

"You possess unparalleled potential, have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as your backing, and the Holy Sect will give you everything you desire! Power! Status! Resources! Even the possibility of becoming a god! The sect leader approves of you!"

Why did you betray me?!

Hu Yanzhen's thinking was completely confused; he couldn't understand Ning Rongrong's behavior at all.

What's in it for you?

He pressed on, his gaze sweeping over Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, filled with extreme resentment and disbelief: "Do you know that Ning Rongrong is the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect? You are nothing but a link in her chain! She can exploit my trust in her, so she can exploit you too! Are you really not going to do anything and let such a future threat to the continent run rampant?"

He was unwilling to accept it! He had finally broken through to the Title Douluo level and was about to gain a higher status and enjoy more resources in the Holy Church, but he died inexplicably at the hands of "one of his own"!

He needs an answer, an answer that will allow him to die in peace!

The night wind howled, dispersing the lingering smoke and the stench of blood.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin's gazes also fell on Ning Rongrong.

So Rongrong was mistaken for the Seventh Elder... That's natural, since Ning Rongrong had searched the Seventh Elder's body.

It's hard to guarantee that something they can't see but Ning Rongrong can has been taken away.

However, Ning Rongrong seemed to know Hu Yanzhen, which was quite suspicious.

Upon further reflection, it seems that Ning Rongrong only proposed the exchange because she knew there was an elder in the Elephant Armor Sect.

Hu Yanzhen's deathbed roar, brimming with information, stirred up a storm in their hearts.

Ning Rongrong's relationship with the Holy Spirit Cult seems to be far more complex and bizarre than they had previously imagined.

Unbeknownst to them, Ning Rongrong had likely already made contact with the elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, and their relationship had gone beyond that of a mere participant in the two Holy Maiden ceremonies.

"Hey……"

Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"But no matter what, what Rongrong did was good."

“She is not a threat to the mainland. From your description, I only hear that Ning Rongrong has become more mature. Although as a father I don’t want her to take risks by infiltrating the Holy Spirit Cult, I will support her.”

Hu Yanzhen's eyes widened.

Chen Xin's sword remained firmly poised before Hu Yanzhen's throat, awaiting Ning Rongrong's response. All eyes were focused on the girl who appeared exceptionally serene in the moonlight.

Ning Rongrong slowly put down the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand, the light from the pagoda illuminating her expressionless face. She looked at Hu Yanzhen, who seemed to be going mad, and a faint, cold smile appeared on her lips.

"benefit?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly through the silent night sky:

"Sorry, staying in the Holy Spirit Cult won't bring me any benefits. Killing you elders will save the continent from its troubles..."

"—That's my greatest advantage!"

...This is a lie. But Ning Rongrong can't really reveal the existence of the experience pack.

The moment she finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with a cold light. Without needing to say a word, her gaze conveyed the clearest instruction to Chen Xin.

"No!"

Hu Yanzhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Nobody would believe something without a profit motive!

However, Chenxin's sword gave him no more time to think or refute.

A flash of sword light!

There was no earth-shattering spectacle, only an extremely fast silver streak across the night sky.

Huyan Zhen's head, filled with resentment, anger, and confusion, flew high into the air. His bloodshot eyes were wide open, frozen with incomprehensible horror until his death.

boom!

The headless, enormous body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hu Yanzhen, the former leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, whose defensive capabilities were once unparalleled on the continent, and the fifth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, has fallen!

Chen Xin sheathed his sword and stood there, the Seven Kill Sword unstained by a single drop of blood.

Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed even more deeply. Hu Yanzhen's dying question weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder.

Ning Rongrong walked forward expressionlessly and extended her hand.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi also reached out and grabbed her hand.

She looked up in surprise, clearly not knowing why Ning Fengzhi was doing this.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head:

"Rongrong, let's not search this time, okay?"

“I don’t know why you joined the Holy Spirit Cult, nor do I know why you risked your life to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult.”

“I also don’t want you to take the risk of revealing information about the Holy Spirit Church to us.”

“You are too deeply entangled in the karma of the Holy Spirit Cult, I’m afraid you will really leave us forever.”

But then, Ning Fengzhi released his grip:

"Of course, if you really have a reason why you have to do it and it's inconvenient for you to tell us, I won't ask. I, your Sword Grandfather, Bone Grandfather, and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will all be backing you up."

Chen Xin, standing to the side, also expressed his approval.

Ning Rongrong nodded.

But in the end, he still reached for Huyan Zhen's corpse.