Perhaps in the future we could build a special Evil Spirit Academy, specifically for children who awaken Evil Spirits when they reach the age of six.
An Zhen, facing pursuit from the two Limit Douluo, suddenly had this thought.
Some spirits are indeed evil.
However, Spirit Masters are not inherently evil. If they have not done anything wrong, they cannot be simply labeled as evil just because they have awakened an evil Spirit.
With proper guidance, they can be led onto the right path. The Electrolux, the Scourge of the Dead, is a very convincing example of this. Who would have thought that necromancers possessing the power of light existed in the world?
But those who have committed heinous crimes.
Those innocent people who died will never forgive them.
Any ability can be used for good; those who use their abilities to do evil are inherently evil.
"Let's send this girl down first."
An Zhen said softly.
Xu Tianzhen looked at An Zhen curiously. Was this guy talking to himself?
Looking at the rapidly flashing afterimages around her, which were impossible to see clearly, Xu Tianzhen could only feel herself moving quickly. However, a gentle force enveloped her, so she was not disturbed by the outside world and it was as if she was still in the same place.
An Zhen uses mental force to influence the master-servant contract.
"Take this." An Zhen said, then reached out and placed the Sun and Moon Scepter stored in the Virtual World into Xu Tianzhen's hand.
An invisible spatial fluctuation appeared.
Level 8 magic: Dimensional teleportation.
At the same time.
First Soul Skill, Reflection —— Spirit.
The first spirit ring, Spirit Detection.
Mingdu inside.
Driven by the huge commotion and the master-servant contract, Kong Deming rushed out of the palace with a serious expression. In the distance, towering evil energy and terrifying evil figures came into view.
Leaf Evening Water?!
Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation appeared beside him, like ripples on the surface of water. Just as Kong Deming showed a look of vigilance, a small figure dressed in a bright yellow robe fell out from it, his two small hands tightly gripping the Sun and Moon Scepter, along with a cluster of mental force.
"Take the scepter, activate the high-energy compression array spirit tool, and guard Mingdu." An Zhen's cold voice came from the mental force. "I'm going to deal with those two guys, Leaf Evening Water and Dragon Xiaoyao."
"Furthermore, eliminate all Evil Soul Masters of the Sunset Water Alliance and deal with any Evil Soul Masters that may infiltrate the city. I do not wish for any unrest to occur within Mingdu."
Although we might lose a number of useful undead.
After all, when powerful individuals fight, even a single misstep could result in the death of a corpse. However, An Zhen did not want a horrific massacre to occur in the densely populated Mingdu. When powerful individuals fight, the aftershocks could easily affect ordinary people nearby. He wanted to nip any possibility of such an outcome in the bud.
"Yes," Kong Deming replied respectfully.
On the other hand,
After a breath, An Zhen glanced at Mingdu, who had already gone far away, and then looked at the two powerful auras that were not concealed at all and were closely following him. An Zhen calmed down a little.
Neither he nor his teacher Electrolux sensed any other powerful presences within Mingdu. This meant that, aside from the Sunset Water Alliance already existing in the city, no other powerful members of the Holy Spirit Church had infiltrated it.
Mingdu should be fine.
"Click—"
Directly in front of An Zhen, the space high above suddenly became like a mirror, revealing countless cracks, with dark light and shadow spreading across the cracks like burning dragon flames.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the space collapsed.
A massive black dragon claw, radiating an eerie black aura, emerged from it.
"Those who insult Xishui shall die!" A cold voice rang out, filled with undisguised anger.
"Heh." A hint of mockery appeared in An Zhen's eyes. "Am I not telling the truth?"
The terrifying, deathly power of the undead surged forth like a turbulent sea. The boy stepped into the void, and the power of the undead transformed into several chains, like eerie snakes that terrified the soul, directly binding to the black dragon's claw.
The black dragon claws, whose sharp claws could tear through space and whose casual aftershocks could crush the surrounding space, were firmly fixed in place after encountering the slender chains.
"What is this?" The tall old man stood in the void, and Dragon Xiaoyao suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
The eerie aura emanating from the chains seemed to be trying to erode his soul.
With her rich combat experience, Dragon Xiaoyao unleashed the sixth-ranked black spirit ring on her body without hesitation. The darkness, which was infinitely close to the extreme, burst forth, like a black dragon swaying its massive body. The power of the True Dragon directly shattered the chains that were casually formed with the power of the dead.
"You're also an Evil Soul Master?!" Dragon Xiaoyao was shocked.
Such a power that comes so close to death.
Even Yuusui, who is known as the Grim Reaper Douluo, is not as good as this person.
When did such a powerful figure appear in the world?
" Evil Soul Master? Don't compare me to you beasts who hide in the gutter and are not even as good as rats." An Zhen, who had hired a substitute player, looked disgusted.
"To be honest, I'm very curious about something." An Zhen glanced at the Blood Soul Puppet with twelve pairs of wings flying in from behind.
An Zhen, with his keen senses, suddenly froze, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat.
The next moment, the cold, angry expression on the boy's face became impossible to suppress.
That beast.
That Blood Soul Demon Puppet actually evolved and cultivated by devouring souls!
With the necromancy of Electrolux, An Zhen, whose soul was powerful, sensed the countless souls seemingly howling in agony within the blood-red demonic puppet the moment Leaf Evening Water approached. At a glance, it was as if one were in a sea of blood, composed of countless souls— spirit beasts, teenagers, middle-aged people, the elderly, and even the pure and innocent souls of newborn infants—all struggling within it, like an endless purgatory.
An Zhen knew how the Evil Soul Masters of Holy Spirit Church cultivated their power; their cultivation was built up by accumulating countless living beings.
The sheer number was terrifying; the highest level alone had over twenty Titled Douluo. It's unimaginable how many innocent people they murdered. That number is horrifying; to many, it's just a horrifying, disgusting statistic. Like Shrek Seven Devils, who hadn't yet encountered such things, the Evil Soul Master's cultivation through murdering innocents was ultimately just a string of words. But when they actually arrived at the cave where the Death God Emissary resided, and saw the skinned human bodies and the infants pierced through their flesh, their inner rage truly erupted.
"Teacher." An Zhen's voice was calm, like a still sea, "Please make sure this person's soul is forever immersed in endless torment and purgatory. She doesn't deserve to die so easily."
"Of course," Electrolux replied without hesitation.
This was the first time since he came to this world that he had felt such disgust for a human being.
Three figures stood above the outskirts of Mingdu, none of them making a move for the time being.
Dragon Xiaoyao and Leaf Evening Water, who arrived at the scene, were surprised by the necromantic power that enveloped An Zhen at this moment.
An Zhen is waiting for someone... Dragon.
An Zhen looked at Dragon Xiaoyao, whose right dark eye was silently turning gray.
" Dragon Xiaoyao." The icy voice was like the high and mighty Divinity delivering a judgment, " You are partly responsible for the sins committed by Leaf Evening Water and Holy Spirit Church. Today, no one can save your dog's life."
As for appreciating talent, putting aside his sycophantic personality, just considering the wrongdoings he has committed, whether in this life or in any country's laws, or from a moral standpoint, he deserves to die a thousand times over.
If you like Leaf Evening Water so much, then let's make a couple together.
"Utter nonsense." Dragon Xiaoyao stood with one hand behind his back, his silver hair meticulously styled, yet he showed no sign of relaxation. The eerie power and terrifying mental force, though not yet at that level in his perception, brought him unprecedented and terrifying pressure. Faint black dragon scales appeared before him, and in a daze, the human standing there seemed to transform into a gigantic black dragon.
"Who exactly are you? Are you from another continent?" Leaf Evening Water, who had just arrived, asked coldly.
An Zhen remained silent.
There's no need to be polite to this kind of guy.
An Zhen remembered that in his previous life someone had compared Leaf Evening Water and Bibi Dong.
Both are powerful bosses in Douluo's works. While the latter is somewhat insane, this is partly due to the unfit mentor Qian Xunji and the spineless Yu Xiaogang. Being raped by his father-like master, abandoned by his spineless boyfriend, and influenced by Rakshasa God, these experiences could indeed drive someone insane. However, Leaf Evening Water, a spy for the Holy Spirit Church, committed numerous crimes to gain control of the church and have a child with the previous leader, Zhongli Laogui. He is a completely unscrupulous terrorist madman.
"I'm waiting for my allies, what are you waiting for?"
As the voice of a soul, mixed with another voice, rang out, An Zhen's figure suddenly underwent a dramatic change. His jet-black eyes had completely turned gray, and his long black hair, which reached his waist, was tinged with a hazy, divine aura. An indescribable sense of holiness and an aura that transcended the mundane rose up, as if he were a Divinity descended from heaven to earth.
Electrolux is now available!
Leaf Evening Water, Dragon Xiaoyao:!
What?!
As if sensing something, Dragon Xiaoyao suddenly looked up. In the already darkened sky, a layer of dark clouds silently appeared above them. No, it wasn't a dark cloud, but the shadow of a huge figure reflected on it. The enormous figure seemed to be a darkness that devoured everything, absorbing the surrounding sunlight. Darkness without a trace of light enveloped this vast space.
"Roar~"
A deep dragon's roar echoed through the clouds, striking everyone's hearts like muffled thunder.
"How is this possible!" Dragon Xiaoyao suddenly looked incredulous.
He is proud of the Dark Holy Dragon that has brought about the glory of Limit Douluo today. The spirit actually felt suppressed.
Suppression from the True Dragon bloodline level.
"Click!"
A black dragon claw, bound with purplish-gold flames, suddenly appeared. Each claw was like a sharp sword, and darkness clung to it, devouring even light. Terrifying fluctuations of blood energy and spirit power descended. It was even more domineering than Dragon Xiaoyao's previous claw. Before it even touched the surrounding space, it was already shattered and turned into dust.
Go all out.
Faced with his uncle's instructions, Di Tian naturally held nothing back.
Dragon Xiaoyao felt an unprecedented sense of crisis throughout his body, though he didn't know how many years had passed.
In an instant.
The seventh spirit ring lights up.
A black dragon, hundreds of meters long, appeared in the air.
At the same time, the eighth and ninth spirit rings lit up one after another, and the two soul cores in his body worked desperately. The huge spirit power wrapped up the little remaining power of heaven and earth in the vicinity. In just an instant, just before the black dragon claw that fell as the scythe of death arrived, Dragon Xiaoyao used all his strength. Black dragon flames enveloped Dark Holy Dragon, and an even bigger black dragon shadow descended. The overwhelming dragon might have seemed to break through the sky, but it was always imprisoned under the falling black dragon claw.
"Bang--"
A dull sound rang out.
It was like a thunderclap that shook the heavens.
That should have been an unprecedented and powerful collision in the history of the Sun Moon Empire, but the seemingly boundless darkness seemed to have swallowed everything, burying it all in a darkness that even light could not reach.
"Xiaoyao!" Leaf Evening Water exclaimed in surprise. The moment Di Tian's attack appeared, she instinctively rushed forward, but a figure blocked her way.
"Those who toy with souls will ultimately suffer this cycle of rebirth." A clear, ethereal voice rang out. Like an Electrolux, An Zhen stepped forward in the void, extending a finger. The power of the undead, shrouded in a holy aura, was bound to it. His gray eyes seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of the world, carrying a transcendence that surpassed this world. "Let this old man see if the so-called God of Death, Douluo, is as laughable as that Death God Emissary."
"You--"
Leaf Evening Water feels really off.
It was like an ant seeing an insurmountable mountain.
The other party's existence seemed to have suddenly risen to another dimension.
"Are you a demigod?" Leaf Evening Water exclaimed in shock.
That's no longer at the level of someone like Limit Douluo.
That meant he had one foot in the realm of gods, a part of his body had been transformed into a god, and all he needed was the legendary position of Divinity to become a Divinity immediately.
Electrolux remained silent.
He had no interest in talking to a dead man.
"Watch carefully, learn well," Electrolux instructed An Zhen's soul.
As he spoke, a chain shot forward from An Zhen's fingertip. Unlike the previous chain, which was simply made of necromantic power, this one was bathed in a sacred aura.
"You bastard!" Leaf Evening Water's face turned ashen.
So what if he's a demigod?
She didn't collect all those vengeful spirits over the years for nothing.
"Blood Soul Technique!"
Although the Martial Soul True Body wasn't released immediately, this move was already a trump card.
The Blood Soul Puppet behind Leaf Evening Water suddenly emitted a burst of crimson light, illuminating the surroundings in a scarlet hue. With its hands raised to the sky, beams of intense crimson light flew out from its body. These were crimson orbs the size of twelve human heads, or rather, blood soul vengeful spirits. It should be noted that even without considering the growth process, the mere birth of these blood souls required ten thousand vengeful spirits to devour each other under the influence of secret techniques.
"A trivial skill."
Toying with vengeful spirits before him, the Necromancer God Electrolux? A touch of holy gold appeared in his gray eyes, and the next moment, twelve soul chains carrying a holy aura shot out towards each vengeful spirit as if purified by the gods.
Then, it melts away like spring snow.