Chapter 301: Since When Have Ants Been Allowed to Speak?
Buried deep beneath the earth, formation after formation intertwined across the entire core of the forest.
Countless strands of blood-soaked resentment surged from beneath the ground, staining the black mist between the trees crimson.
Rumble—
A deep roar reverberated through the sky from hundreds of kilometers beneath the earth.
A gigantic palace constructed from black stone slowly broke through the ground. Majestic and sinister, it towered into the heavens.
Blood-red baleful energy shot into the sky, violently colliding with the angelic holy light descending from Qian Daoliu and erupting into a deafening barrage of energy.
The Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters had finally revealed itself!
In the next instant—
Several terrifying auras capable of suppressing heaven and earth suddenly awakened, sweeping across the entire Evil Forest.
Two Limit Douluo pressures powerful enough to shake the heavens descended.
Ye Xishui's red robes fluttered in the wind as monstrous blood-colored demonic light surged around her, the power of the Death God enveloping the surrounding area.
Her cold eyes locked firmly onto Qian Daoliu, who had intruded into her territory. Her overwhelming killing intent was completely undisguised.
Beside her, a dark dragon aura surged around Long Xiaoyao. The illusory form of the Dark Holy Dragon appeared and disappeared behind him while his unparalleled dragon might suppressed the surrounding lands.
His nearly ultimate dark soul power stood in stark opposition to Qian Daoliu's angelic holy light, and the two extreme powers violently collided.
But soon, Long Xiaoyao's dark soul power began to fall into a disadvantage, unable to withstand Qian Daoliu's angelic holy light.
Immediately after the two Limit Douluo, Cult Leader Zhongli Wu and Vice Cult Leader Feng Ling, appeared together.
The power of the Death God Demon Puppet possessed by the rank 98 Super Douluo and the fallen flames of the rank 97 Dark Phoenix soared into the sky, unleashing boundless evil radiance and overwhelming baleful energy.
Several Super Douluo and more than a dozen Titled Douluo released their auras simultaneously while densely packed high-level evil soul masters floated before the great hall.
The soul power of thousands of evil soul masters intertwined into a pitch-black canopy that covered the sky, creating an utterly terrifying spectacle.
The evil soul masters stared coldly at the solitary golden figure suspended in midair, their killing intent boiling.
"Which Limit Douluo are you? You slaughtered our cult's branches for no reason and even barged into the headquarters of our Holy Spirit Cult. Do you truly think our Holy Spirit Cult is so easy to bully?!"
Zhongli Wu stepped into the air, his voice shaking the surrounding lands, his tone filled with furious rage.
After hearing Ye Xishui's explanation just now, Zhongli Wu already knew that Qian Daoliu was the one responsible for wiping out the Holy Spirit Cult's branches over the past three days.
The Holy Spirit Cult had invested tremendous effort into establishing branches throughout the Sun-Moon Empire.
Now that the culprit, Qian Daoliu, had appeared before him, how could he, as the Holy Spirit Cult's Cult Leader, not be furious?
Qian Daoliu floated high in the sky, his golden robes fluttering in the wind.
Behind him, the sacred phantom of a Seraphim slowly materialized, while dazzling golden light illuminated the eight directions.
Standing alone against the Holy Spirit Cult's entire elite force, facing a terrifying formation guarded by two Limit Douluo, he remained upright and composed, his expression indifferent and without the slightest trace of fear.
In his eyes, this intimidating army of evil soul masters was nothing more than a group of sinners stained with the blood of countless innocents—a collection of filth that had brought chaos upon the world.
"For no reason?"
Qian Daoliu let out a soft, cold laugh, his voice echoing throughout the heavens and earth.
"You evil soul masters slaughter civilians and sacrifice living beings. You cultivate evil techniques by feeding them with souls, and you plunge the world into chaos through your countless sins."
"The blood debts you have accumulated are immeasurable, and your crimes are beyond description. I purged your branches, and today I will flatten your headquarters. How can you possibly call that 'for no reason'?"
As his words fell, the killing intent in his eyes erupted completely.
"Today, within the Evil Forest, I, Qian Daoliu, will exterminate every evil creature of the Holy Spirit Cult!"
"Not a single one will be left alive!"
The evil soul masters gathered before the Holy Spirit Cult's great hall were instantly enraged by Qian Daoliu's arrogance.
A One Soul Douluo-level evil soul master even stepped forward and pointed angrily at Qian Daoliu.
"How arrogant! One man dares to face our entire Holy Spirit Cult? You don't know whether you're living or dying!"
Seeing that even a mere nobody dared to point at him, Qian Daoliu was so amused that he became angry.
Golden light flickered within his eyes as he looked toward the insolent evil soul master.
With merely a glance, golden-red flames suddenly erupted across the evil soul master's body.
His entire body seemed to become fuel for the flames, causing them to burn increasingly fiercely.
Before long, the audacious evil soul master was reduced to ashes, completely vanishing from the world.
The evil soul masters who witnessed this scene were all startled.
They hurriedly took several steps back, not daring to meet Qian Daoliu's gaze.
They were afraid that Qian Daoliu might glare at them twice as well, sending them straight to the afterlife.
"Since when have ants been allowed to speak?"
"The only person here worthy of earning another glance from me is your Holy Spirit Cult's Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao."
Qian Daoliu spoke coldly.
Seeing that Qian Daoliu completely disregarded both the Holy Spirit Cult and herself, Ye Xishui finally stopped holding back.
"Enough! Even if you are a sacred-attribute Limit Douluo, you shouldn't be this arrogant."
"Because you're facing the entire elite force of our Holy Spirit Cult. Whether you'll even be able to leave the Evil Forest alive remains unknown!"
As soon as her voice fell, Ye Xishui summoned her first martial soul, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet.
Six black and three red soul rings, an extraordinary nine-ring configuration, appeared around her body.
Beside her, Long Xiaoyao followed suit. Two yellow, two purple, three black, and two red soul rings appeared around him as he formally summoned his Dark Holy Dragon True Body.
A Dark Holy Dragon hundreds of meters long emerged, coiling beneath Long Xiaoyao's feet before letting out a furious roar toward Qian Daoliu.
Behind them, the other evil soul masters also summoned their martial souls and released their soul rings.
In an instant, the center of the Evil Forest was covered by tens of thousands of soul rings in every color imaginable.
At that very moment, deep beneath the most secluded depths of the Evil Forest—
A gigantic eye hidden within endless black mist quietly watched the battlefield high above.
The Evil Emperor had sensed everything happening outside from beginning to end, continuing to weigh his options.
He could clearly sense that although Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's Limit Douluo pressures were powerful, they were still firmly suppressed by that sacred radiance.
The strength of that sacred-attribute Limit Douluo had far exceeded his expectations.
Sacred power possessed an almost absolute suppressive effect against all forms of evil power, resentful spirits, and evil martial souls.
Even with the entire Holy Spirit Cult mobilizing and the two Limit Douluo joining forces, their chances of victory remained slim.
"Let's watch a little longer…"
The Evil Emperor thought silently.
He still chose to sit back and watch the two sides fight.
If the Holy Spirit Cult managed to severely injure or even repel Qian Daoliu by relying on their formations, advantageous terrain, and overwhelming numbers, he would immediately make his move and join forces with them to eliminate this powerful enemy, thereby preserving his endless supply of souls for sacrifice.
But if the Holy Spirit Cult suffered defeat after defeat and the situation became hopeless, he would completely conceal himself and refuse to interfere in the battle, preserving his own life instead.
Deep beneath the darkness, the enormous eye narrowed slightly.
An endless stream of spiritual power silently spread outward, enveloping the entire battlefield as he quietly observed this life-or-death battle that would determine the fate of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Between heaven and earth, the great battle was on the verge of erupting!
"Activate the evil soul formation! Open the soul tool artillery platforms!"
Ye Xishui's voice resounded across the entire battlefield.
Immediately afterward—
One formation after another buried deep beneath the earth was activated.
Various soul tools emerged throughout the Holy Spirit Palace.
Without exception, all of these soul tools were Rank 7 or higher, and several of them were even Rank 9 soul tools.
It was clear just how much effort Ye Xishui had put into dealing with Qian Daoliu, a sacred-attribute Limit Douluo.
Every means at her disposal had been deployed without the slightest concealment, all of it aimed directly at Qian Daoliu.
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