"It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like this. Very good. Then, today, I, this one, will have to try and see how much ability you, these fellows who hide their heads and show their tails, have! If you are willing to be sensible and hand over that spiritual-type soul master, this matter will be considered over. Otherwise, you will all stay behind and become fertilizer for my Evil Demon Forest."
As it spoke, the eighty-one tentacles of the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord had in an instant turned a crimson red, and from all four directions, they had whipped towards a group of experts from the Holy Spirit Cult.
This fellow was indeed fierce! Back then, it had dared to leave its own territory to challenge the Beast God Di Tian. The temper of this Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord could be imagined. It was impossible for it not to have sensed that the Holy Spirit Cult's side had three Limit Douluos. But even so, it had still chosen to snatch Huo Yuhao.
In this world, I'm afraid there was no one who was more suitable for the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord's transformed body than Huo Yuhao.
And even if Zhongli Wu, Elder Xuan, and Long Xiaoyao had joined forces and had really killed an expert of the Evil Emperor's level, there was also no ordinary Soul Douluo who could absorb the soul ring it produced, because the energy contained within was simply too vast.
But Huo Yuhao was different. His own total soul power was already close to the Titled Douluo level. And he also possessed a three-life martial soul. To absorb the Evil Lord's soul ring was really possible.
Facing the whipping tentacles, the faces of the experts of the Holy Spirit Cult were as calm as water. None of them had directly displayed their own domain ability. After all, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord was too powerful.
Although this was not the first time they had fought it head-on, Zhongli Wu, on the contrary, had had the experience of facing the Beast God Di Tian. He knew very well that for experts at the level of the Evil Lord and the Beast God, they were already standing at the peak of the world and were indeed not something an ordinary Limit Douluo could contend with.
The Evil Emperor's control over the power of space would absolutely not be inferior to the Beast God's. So, to want to defeat it, one could only win by a surprise attack, and absolutely could not get into a battle of attrition with it. This expert, who had cultivated for a full seven hundred thousand years or so, could even project his spiritual sea outside his body. To what extent must his own soul power be rich?
A faint, black mist rose from Zhongli Wu's body. The Death God Demonic Puppet had already appeared by his side. At the side, Elder Xuan was still showing his Taotie true body. Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao were, on the contrary, controlling the battle situation from afar.
Facing an expert of the Evil Emperor's level, the hearts of this group of evil soul masters naturally would not have the slightest bit of fear. On the contrary, there was more excitement. Their strength had all been improved through all sorts of crooked ways. Their foundation was inevitably unstable. It was only after they had broken through to Titled Douluo that they had had the time to settle down. And to want to better experience one's own cultivation, to have oneself completely master this suddenly soaring strength, the best way was to fight!
Although the Evil Lord was powerful, with three great Limit Douluos here, they had absolute confidence in being able to withdraw with their whole bodies. Even if they couldn't win, they could still run. In that case, then let's have a hearty great battle to improve our own actual combat experience.
Seeing that this group of ant-like humans actually dared to really launch a challenge at it, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord was immediately provoked. It saw the center of its huge pupil suddenly become deep. Immediately after, a circle of a dark red thorn light wheel had appeared in the outer circle.
"Buzz—" The sky was as if it had violently shaken for a moment. All the participating Holy Spirit Cult Titled Douluos at the same time felt as if tens of thousands of sharp thorns had pierced into their own spiritual sea, and then were pulling at their own spiritual sea, about to pull it out of their bodies.
What ability was this? The various experts couldn't help but be greatly shocked. Many of them were also facing the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord for the first time. It was not an exaggeration to say that although the Evil Lord was inferior to the Beast God Di Tian in overall strength, on the spiritual level, excluding the unknown Silver Dragon King, it absolutely deserved the title of the number one expert on the continent today.
If it had been someone with a slightly weaker spiritual cultivation, their spiritual sea would probably have been directly stripped out of their body. Without a spiritual sea, a person would become an idiot. How could they still resist?
The vast majority of the experts of the Holy Spirit Cult did not possess a spiritual soul core. When they had felt the powerful pulling force, every single person's spirit had immediately fluctuated violently. Soul power had taken the place of spiritual power and had fiercely fought against the thorns that had pierced in. They had with difficulty held back the formidable attack. However, even so, their figures had all been delayed in mid-air. And the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord's large number of tentacles had already coiled up.
A thick golden light had suddenly been sprayed out from the roaring great mouth of the Taotie. But this golden light had on the contrary not been sprayed at the Evil Emperor, but had quickly spread out in the air, transforming into a huge head with a diameter of over a thousand meters, a head that was identical to the Taotie's own.
The large, golden mouth had opened. Facing the invading thorn light wheel, it had made a sucking motion.
In an instant, the one after another of a dark red thorn light wheel had all been sucked into the great mouth. The terrifying suction force had even more so made the Evil Emperor's spiritual sea as if it were about to be sucked out.
"The power of the dragon clan?" The Evil Emperor was greatly shocked. His huge... head... had fiercely twisted. His huge body had turned around. Countless tentacles had been flung out horizontally, carrying a terrifying momentum of breaking through the air, and had directly whipped at the side of the Taotie's golden light and shadow.
However, he had still underestimated the power of this evil Taotie that Elder Xuan had completely awakened.
Back then, the true Dragon God's fifth son, the Taotie, that is, his strength was about the same as the current Di Tian's. At most, his bloodline was a few points purer.
And now Elder Xuan, with the pure negative energy that he had obtained through devouring, plus his own Limit Douluo-level soul power, the might of the Taotie that he had stimulated had on the contrary already been extremely close to a quasi-god. It was even stronger than the original novel's Taotie main body.
What the Taotie was best at was eating. It had an extremely paranoid love for delicious food. Therefore, its ability also had a great relationship with eating. In terms of digestive ability, in this world, I'm afraid there was nothing that could compare with it.
The thorn light wheel, which had been transformed from the Evil Emperor's spiritual power, after being swallowed by the golden Taotie's large head, had actually very quickly turned into one after another of a dark red vortex, clearly visible as it vanished in the golden light.
"It does have a bit of a strangeness!" The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord once again cried out in surprise. A black light had shot out from its pupil and had collided with the Taotie's giant mouth. Countless halos of light had immediately splashed in the air. But just at this time, the Taotie's pair of front hooves had forcefully closed for a moment. In an instant, the thorn light wheel that had been swallowed by the Taotie's giant mouth before had reappeared, but on the contrary, it was launching an attack on the Evil Emperor.
The thorn light wheel had impacted on the Evil Emperor's projected-out spiritual sea, causing one after another of a ripple. Even the Evil Emperor's figure had been shaken for a moment. It was clear that the Evil Emperor's own defensive power was not as exaggerated as his attack power.
"Roar! You have really provoked me!" The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord roared angrily. All its tentacles were at the same time raised. At this time, some of the evil soul masters who had already withstood its spiritual attack had woken up and had seen with shock that at the front of every one of the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord's raised tentacles, there was an eye that was identical to its own, just much smaller. At this time, every eye was emitting a strange brilliance.
"Everyone, be careful," Zhongli Wu said in a deep voice. He himself, on the contrary, had taken this opportunity to retreat rapidly and was at the same time releasing his martial soul to merge into Huo Yuhao's body.