CHAPTER 345: CHAPTER 345: THE HOLY SPIRIT CULT DESCENDS! AND THEN NOTHING

Tang Yuehua’s body instantly tensed. The hand on her shoulder felt as if it was suppressing her entire being.

She slowly turned her head and saw a calm face.

"Dan Heng, why are you—"

Dan Heng stared into Tang Yuehua’s eyes.

Through her eyes, he looked at the Holy Spirit Cult Leader behind her—also known as the King of Slaughter.

This was only one clone of the King of Slaughter.

But because clones and the true body were connected, he could see what the true body was doing.

His gaze seemed to pierce countless barriers, following the link between them to search for the true body’s location.

"!!!"

Tang Yuehua’s face changed drastically. She instantly realized what Dan Heng was trying to do.

In an instant, she severed her link with the true body.

Black mist spurted from her seven orifices, trying to escape Dan Heng’s control.

In a flash, the black mist shot upward, trying to smash through the ceiling and flee.

Dan Heng extended a finger, releasing a ray of green light.

In an instant, the light hit the black mist. It let out a miserable scream, like melting snow near a flame, and rapidly vanished, utterly destroyed.

Without the support of the Holy Spirit Cult Leader, Tang Yuehua collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

On the high platform, Electrolux and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Dan Heng had returned in time—otherwise, they might truly not have survived.

"Ah...!!!"

Ye Guyi clutched her head and screamed in pain.

Overwhelmed by fright, she fainted immediately.

A female Titled Douluo caught her, her expression complicated.

This time, the Spirit Hall had truly suffered catastrophic losses.

Seven or eight out of ten top executives at headquarters had been killed!

From today onward, the Spirit Hall could no longer firmly claim the throne as the number one soul master power in the world.

"Forgive me, Mr. Dan Heng... I couldn’t protect this place..."

Electrolux spoke with shame.

He believed that, since Dan Heng had resurrected him, he should have fulfilled the duty of guarding this place—yet he had failed.

The countless undead creatures surrounding him began to dissipate.

Dan Heng shook his head slightly. This could not be blamed on Electrolux.

If there was blame, it would fall on someone else entirely.

Just then, a blue light flew in from outside.

It circled in the air a few times before landing below, transforming into the figure of the Sea God, Poseidon. His eyes bulged with rage.

"Bastards! Damn bastards! Those evil soul master brats! I’ll kill them all!"

Poseidon roared again and again.

He had promised Qian Renxue that he would personally guard the Spirit Hall. And this was the result?

The Spirit Hall’s strength had been gutted!

He didn’t even have the face to meet Qian Renxue now.

"Dan Heng! Where are the evil soul masters? I’ll slaughter them! Leave none alive! Not one!!"

Poseidon’s fury erupted.

He too was stifled. In today’s Douluo Continent, his strength should rank third—just behind Dan Heng and his wife.

If he truly fought the King of Slaughter, he could crush him within a few rounds.

But he had never even caught sight of him!

Dan Heng shook his head. "I’ll handle it. They’re in that direction..."

He pointed, and in his hand appeared the Jiyun Spear. Then he soared into the sky.

At the same time, streams of water condensed in the air, swirling around him, twining about his arms and spear.

With the appearance of the water, Dan Heng’s aura changed. Even without activating his Dragon Sovereign form, for today’s Douluo Continent, this power was still beyond the norm.

Dan Heng leveled his spear toward a direction, vast energy rapidly gathering.

The surrounding streams released countless droplets, and thick water vapor poured from cracks in the sky itself—this world could barely contain Dan Heng’s power.

Everyone swallowed hard, staring blankly at him.

At that moment, it was as if they could see a pair of dragon horns atop Dan Heng’s head, and behind him, an even greater, indescribable figure—like a world-shattering beast about to break free of its cage.

"Go," Dan Heng murmured.

The streams around him merged into a cyan dragon over a meter long, bursting forth.

Boom!!!

A sonic boom shook space itself, tearing open a massive black hole.

The water dragon shot forward over a dozen meters before vanishing into thin air.

Rumble...!

Its departure seemed to be an omen. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and wind and rain swirled.

The next instant—Crash!!!

A torrential downpour poured from the sky, striking the great hall’s domed windows.

"..."

Everyone felt a wave of relief.

Even knowing Dan Heng was their ally, that terrifying, world-ending power still made them unconsciously clench their legs.

"I’ll follow and take a look!"

Poseidon’s face darkened as he charged out.

Dan Heng did not pursue further—he stayed to guard this place.

He had no desire to fall for the King of Slaughter’s "lure the tiger from the mountain" trick.

These people might not be his friends, but they were acquaintances nonetheless.

Besides, that one strike he had unleashed should be enough to annihilate the Holy Spirit Cult’s little game.

If they dared to step out from the shadows and flaunt themselves openly—

It only meant they had greatly overestimated their own power.

Above Star Luo City.

Dozens of black-robed evil soul masters hovered in the air.

Flying meant that they were at least Soul Saint level.

Among them, there were over a hundred Titled Douluo.

More than ten were god-level powerhouses.

This was the power of today’s Holy Spirit Cult—enough to topple any empire.

The King of Slaughter stood at the highest point, gazing proudly over his "realm."

At his side were two Vice-Cult Leaders and other god-level worshippers.

"Today marks the day the Holy Spirit Cult begins its conquest!

First we will destroy the Spirit Hall, then blood-sacrifice Star Luo City! From this day forward, the whole world will tremble beneath our feet, and they shall be our offerings!"

The King of Slaughter’s voice rang out.

The evil soul masters cheered—some voices hoarse, some shrill—merging into the cry of a night owl.

Below, Star Luo City was sealed within a blood-red pyramid. A Titled Douluo tried to break through but was blocked, unable to shatter it.

This was a seal jointly created by several god-level members of the Holy Spirit Cult—how could mere Titled Douluo break it?

"My King, shall we begin the feast?" Tang Hao licked his lips, eyes full of greed, unable to restrain himself.

The King of Slaughter shot him a cold glance. "My dear grandson, remember—I am the Cult Leader! Your one and only supreme! Don’t make decisions for me..."

Before he could finish, his heart suddenly jolted.

He had lost contact with the Fallen Blue Silver Emperor and Huo Wu.

It meant they had been eliminated.

"How is that possible...? I told them not to clash with Dan Heng’s group!"

He muttered under his breath.

The surrounding evil soul masters looked at him in puzzlement.

"What’s wrong, Cult Leader?"

Suppressing his unease, the King of Slaughter would not speak discouraging words on such an occasion.

"It’s nothing. Today is the Holy Spirit Cult’s grand festival—the day the world begins to bow before us! We—"

Before he could finish, an evil soul master cried out in alarm.

"What is that?!"

Everyone’s attention was instantly drawn.

They looked toward the flashing cyan light approaching from afar.

The King of Slaughter’s mouth twitched violently. Suddenly, he turned on the speaker, unleashing a burst of evil soul power—black light flashed.

That soul master exploded into a mist of blood.

"Filthy wretch! How dare you interrupt me?!

In all the world, no one has such courage! Even that so-called master behind the scenes dances in my palm like cattle and horses!"

The King of Slaughter spoke with arrogance.

He looked down on Dan Heng’s family completely. Even if their strength was great—so what?

Hadn’t he roamed freely, killing countless Spirit Hall elites right under their noses?

And now he was about to slaughter a city openly—what could Dan Heng do to him?

"Cult Leader, something’s wrong..."

Vice-Cult Leader Bibi Dong spoke suddenly.

"What’s wrong..." The King of Slaughter still respected her opinion—after all, she was a true god with a divine seat.

Bibi Dong pointed at the flashing cyan light and said in a deep voice:

"When I first looked, it was still a thousand li away. Now it’s only three hundred li—and the soul power it emits... is incomparably strong."

"What? This actually happened?" The King of Slaughter froze for a moment, then focused his gaze.

The blue light grew more and more intense, gradually revealing the form of an azure dragon.

It had already reached the pinnacle of the God level!

"This is bad!!!"

"Spread out quickly! Don’t gather here any longer!"

The King of Slaughter shouted in alarm.

But his voice was swallowed by the Water Azure Dragon’s roar.

In the next flash of movement, the Water Azure Dragon suddenly appeared right in front of them, finally revealing its full claws and fangs.

It was like a colossal mountain collapsing across heaven and earth.

Like the waters of the Five Lakes and Four Seas converging into one.

The power it contained seemed enough to shift the entire world itself.

Before this power, he — and every evil soul master present — was utterly insignificant.

Even if he gathered every God-level powerhouse the Holy Spirit Cult had accumulated over the years, they could never withstand this!

This wasn’t even the same scale of war!

"Rumble...!!!"

The earth-shattering roar shook the heavens.

It all happened in an instant.

Without escaping immediately, they had already lost their chance to flee.

Before they could move, the Water Azure Dragon was upon them with a howling charge.

In its presence, they were like a swarm of tiny ants.

"Rumble...!!!"

A flash of blue light — and the blood-colored pyramid above Star Luo City vanished. The arrogant evil soul masters vanished along with it, as if erased with a casual wave.

The evil aura was completely swept away, without the slightest trace of the strange and sinister.

The sky became a clear, washed blue, as though it had all been nothing but an illusion.

"This... what just happened?"

The Titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire looked at each other in bewilderment.

Dai Hao, as the strongest of the Star Luo Empire, felt it most keenly — the terrifying nature of those evil soul masters just moments before.

And now... they were all gone?

Landing in the imperial palace, he still wore an expression of disbelief.

"Beloved subject, what has happened?"

The reigning Star Luo Emperor, Xu Jiawei, asked in confusion.

Dai Hao bowed, and said awkwardly, "Your servant... does not know."

"Hmm? How could you not know? Could it be that the Spirit Hall somehow learned of our situation and came to our aid?"

Xu Jiawei’s face was conflicted. At present, the Star Luo Empire was actively trying to free itself from Spirit Hall’s influence, relying instead on Shrek Academy.

If they were rescued by Spirit Hall...

At that moment, Mu En and other powerhouses from Shrek Academy landed nearby.

"That power... it surpassed the God level! And it wasn’t of the Light attribute — so it shouldn’t have been Spirit Hall’s doing."

Mu En spoke.

Xu Jiawei let out a sigh of relief. "Regardless, at least Star Luo City is saved. Those madmen... they must have been purified, right?"

...

Three hundred li outside Star Luo City.

On a flat grassland.

Several black specks fell from the sky — human remains.

There were heads, upper bodies... all emitting black mist.

One of those upper bodies was the King of Slaughter himself, falling into the grass, still with a look of disbelief on his face.

His once-dominant Holy Spirit Cult... was gone...

As its leader, he could feel it — the thousand-plus elite evil soul masters who drew power from him had been wiped out in a single strike!

Fewer than ten maintained even the faintest link with him.

Even so, his own life was now as feeble as a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

"No... impossible..."

The King of Slaughter muttered, unable to accept the outcome.

Everything had been going exactly as he wanted.

Dan Heng’s group had been like dogs on a leash, not even knowing his whereabouts, only able to passively react to him.

So why... why had this happened?

"I... I can’t accept this..."

He ground his teeth in rage.

A figure suddenly appeared at his side.

It was another vice-cult leader, his body still mostly intact.

"Quick... help me..."

The King of Slaughter said through clenched teeth.

The vice-leader sighed, crouched down, and said, "You fool. To be finished off like this... After accompanying you all this time, you’ve thrown away ten thousand years of work..."

"You really... deserve to die."

The vice-leader sighed again. "You won’t survive. That person’s attack — I’m afraid if I even try to save you, I might get contaminated by whatever aura it carried..."

"You...!"

The King of Slaughter glared at him with fury.

"I’ll take over the Holy Spirit Cult... No, what Holy Spirit Cult? It’s just a heap of rubble now..."

The vice-leader stepped on the King of Slaughter’s head.

Bang!

The King of Slaughter’s aura vanished completely.

"Let’s see who’s left to save... Bibi Dong, Tang Hao, Tang San, Shui Yue’er... Sigh. Not even ten. King of Slaughter, you really did deserve to die..."

The vice-leader muttered, shaking his head.

...

Elsewhere, in Spirit Hall, Dan Heng "looked" toward the south. He was about to set out when he suddenly stopped.

Those auras he had deliberately left behind... had disappeared again!

Not like the King of Slaughter’s annihilation — they had simply slipped beyond his senses.

He had thought it was a trick the King of Slaughter had devised, but it turned out someone else was responsible.

Dan Heng’s perception wasn’t even particularly sharp... but to hide so well...

Looking up at the sky, he felt, deep down, as though he were being targeted.

At that moment, a ripple in space appeared.

Gu Yuena returned with the other women.

Seeing the scene, all of them looked startled.

Qian Renxue’s face turned stormy, her chest heaving violently. "Those bastards...!!!"