vncnus Chapter 55 The First Appearance of the Holy Spirit Cult
Chapter 55 The First Appearance of the Holy Spirit Cult
Chapter 55 The First Appearance of the Holy Spirit Cult
"You're that little bastard who escaped from the Tang Sect back then! You actually—cultivated to the level of Soul Saint? No, you're Soul King!"
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Iron Blood Sect Master Tie Li's eyes instantly turned red as he watched helplessly as his two Soul King elders were tightly entangled by Tang Ya's suddenly attacking dark blue silver grass vines.
The eerie emerald-green toxin on the vines instantly corroded them, and before the two could even let out a proper scream, they were quickly turned into two puddles of foul-smelling sewage with a sizzling sound.
The Nine-Petaled Phosphorus Flower truly lives up to its reputation as one of the most poisonous plants in the world, possessing the strongest corrosive power and terrifying neurotoxins.
With the help of the 100,000-year-old Jade Phosphorus Nine-Devil Flower, Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass almost perfectly inherited this deadly poison. Combined with the life-devouring effect brought by the power of darkness, her combat power was now comparable to any Soul King among the Shrek Seven Devils.
After devouring and absorbing the life force and soul power of nearly two hundred soul masters from the Iron Blood Sect, the majestic aura emanating from her body faintly carried the oppressive aura of a Soul Saint.
"No—! Tie Tang! You killed my son! I'll make you pay with your life!!"
Realizing that his son Tie Tang had probably also been murdered, Tie Li went completely mad, letting out a violent roar to the sky.
His bones cracked and popped, and his body suddenly swelled to more than two meters tall. His arms, in particular, were unusually large with bulging muscles, and he exuded a ferocious, beast-like aura.
However, his shoddy Soul Emperor status, built up through drugs and unorthodox methods, was worlds apart from the solidly established Soul Emperors at Shrek Academy.
Just looking at the spirit rings makes it clear: one white, two yellow, and three purple, but not even a single black ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Azure Phosphorous Strangulation Formation!"
Before Tie Li's powerful roar could even finish, Tang Ya's cold, low shout rang out.
"Puff puff puff puff—!"
Countless thick, dark blue silver grass vines, as thick as giant pythons and with dark green poisonous light flowing around their edges, suddenly burst out from the ground beneath Tie Li's feet without warning!
In an instant, it wove together into a destructive net, tightly binding Tie Li's soul power and body, which had not yet fully erupted.
The ropes were forcibly pulled off the ground, suspending it in mid-air.
In Tie Li's wide, terrified eyes, Tang Ya's blood-red, icy gaze was reflected.
The next moment, the countless vines suddenly ripped in different directions!
"Sizzle—!"
A sickening tearing sound rang out. Blood mixed with severed limbs rained down from mid-air.
All two hundred members of the Iron Blood Sect, from the sect leader Tie Li down, were executed without exception.
Blood feuds must ultimately be avenged in blood.
Lin Feng stood quietly behind Tang Ya the whole time, never making a move, simply witnessing the beginning and end of this revenge.
As the last enemy's aura dissipated, Tang Ya's tense mind and soul power seemed to be instantly drained.
Her body went limp and she fell straight backward, her face drained of color, leaving only a deathly pallor.
Lin Feng had anticipated this, and in a flash, he stepped forward and steadily pulled her into his arms.
He quickly took out several Qingxin Shouhun Pills that he had been nurturing for a long time, carefully fed them into her mouth, and used his own soul power to guide the medicinal power to dissolve, protecting her nearly exhausted heart meridians and disordered spiritual sea, and suppressing the dark power that could backfire at any time.
After doing all this, he carried the unconscious Tang Ya in his arms and turned to leave this sinful place.
As he walked out of the courtyard gate, he didn't turn his head back, but simply flicked his hand behind him.
A wisp of pale blue flame drifted out and landed on the plaque of the Iron-Blooded Sect Hall.
The next moment, ghostly flames suddenly ignited!
It was no ordinary flame, but a cold, dark, and all-consuming blue-silver ghostly fire.
The fire quickly soared into the sky, engulfing the entire mansion and engulfing all the sins, bloodshed, and past events within it in the silent, burning, eerie blue.
The fire burned for three days and three nights until there was nothing left to burn before it gradually died down.
Only a scorched earth covered in eerie blue ash remained, with no trace of the Iron Blood Sect, along with the Tang Sect, vanished into history.
"I've been following you all day, how about we meet up?"
Lin Feng stopped, his voice carrying clearly through the quiet night.
He was taking Tang Ya away from Tiandou City overnight, since it was the capital of the Tianhun Empire, a place with many powerful figures, and it was not advisable to stay there for too long and cause trouble.
Tang Ya, still unconscious in his arms, was breathing weakly but steadily, sustained only by the pills.
A moment after he finished speaking, the shadow of an ancient tree in front of them seemed to come alive and began to wriggle.
An old man dressed in a wide black robe silently floated to the ground. His thin figure almost blended into the night, with only his eyes gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the shadow of his hood.
He was shrouded in a thin but unsettling black mist, which swirled and made the surrounding air seem to stagnate.
"Hand that little girl over to me," the old man in black robes said in a hoarse, dry voice, like the friction of rough stones. "I might take pity on you and spare your life."
"Spare my life?" Upon hearing this, Lin Feng not only didn't back down, but instead chuckled lightly, a hint of mockery in his voice. "If you really thought you could win, you would have already taken it. Why bother following me all day, and why waste time saying all this nonsense?"
"If it weren't for the fear of hurting the little girl in your arms and ruining the leader's important plans, do you think you would have survived until now?"
"The old man in black robes spoke in a hoarse, mocking voice."
"Oh?" Lin Feng glanced down at Tang Ya, who was barely breathing in his arms, his tone indifferent. "I feel like you're the one who's unsure. You know, this place isn't that far from Tian Dou City."
"Very well, I quite like the dark fire within you." The old man suddenly changed his tone, his voice carrying a sticky, cold allure. "Why not take this girl with you and join my Holy Spirit Cult, to work together for a great future? With your talents, the positions of Holy Son and Holy Daughter are within your grasp. Wouldn't that be a thousand times better than being like stray dogs like you now?"
"Holy Spirit?" Lin Feng laughed as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world, making no attempt to hide his sarcasm. "One day is OK—"
—A demonic soul master will always be a demonic soul master.
"He's courting death!"
The black-robed elder's last bit of patience completely broke, and his killing intent erupted!
The thick black mist around him suddenly exploded, and eight spirit rings rose up from his feet—one yellow, two purple, and four black!
A terrifying pressure, at the level of a Contra-level monster, was mixed with a chilling stench, the smell of a century-old rotting corpse.
The branches and leaves of the surrounding trees withered and turned black at a visible speed, and fine sand and gravel bounced and rolled away on the ground.
He suddenly raised his withered, claw-like hand and ripped off the large cloak that was covering him!
Beneath the hood was a horrifying, skeletal face. The withered, bluish-black skin stretched taut over the gnarled skull, and the sunken eye sockets contained no eyeballs, only two eerie, pale green phosphorescent glows.
The night wind seemed to have died completely around him; the air was stagnant and foul, the temperature in the forest plummeted, and a suffocating, eerie silence spread.
Lin Feng held Tang Ya firmly by his side, and the golden divine bird wings behind him suddenly unfolded, with scorching air currents surging and spreading like waves.
He stared straight ahead, his expression solemn.
This is destined to be a fierce battle.
No matter how strong he is, he is only a Soul King, while the one opposite him is a true Soul Douluo powerhouse, three realms higher.
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