After Feng Ling died, no new figures appeared on the competition stage.
The Evil Soul Masters hiding all over Douluo Continent, and those Super Douluo-tier powerhouses who had survived by sheer luck, were all cowering in their hiding places at this moment, not even daring to breathe heavily.
They were all watching and waiting at this moment, but... if this continued, Lin Feng might directly annihilate all Evil Soul Masters below the Limit Douluo level.
By that time, even if they wanted to launch a counterattack, there would be no way to do so.
Inside the Holy Spirit Cult main hall, Zhongli Wu's gaze slowly shifted to Supreme Patriarch Ye Xishui at the side.
Only he and his mother were left in the main hall. As for Long Xiaoyao, he still had not returned after going out.
But even with Long Xiaoyao added, there were only three people.
This group of endless Evil Soul Masters from the past actually felt such a sense of powerlessness at this moment.
Not a single person was left.
Zhongli Wu took a deep breath, a trace of firm light appearing in his eyes, and then the next instant his figure directly vanished from the spot.
On the competition stage, a figure suddenly appeared, and it was none other than Zhongli Wu. Within his pair of light purple pupils, complex light churned.
His appearance looked quite young, with starry eyebrows and bright eyes, and well-proportioned facial features. If one ignored the cold and gloomy aura on his body, he could also be considered a fine-looking talent.
But at this moment, no one cared about his appearance, and everyone's gazes fell upon him.
He was the sect master of the Holy Spirit Cult, a rank 98 Super Douluo.
He was one of the highest remaining combat powers of the Holy Spirit Cult at this moment, and also the most dangerous person in the upcoming match.
Zhongli Wu quickly selected his opponent as well—a slender youth with a delicate and pretty face.
Seeing that Zhongli Wu had chosen him, Wei Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile.
"It is finally my turn to take the stage."
His tone was brisk and without any tension, as if he were not facing a rank 98 Super Douluo.
Zhongli Wu's brows twitched slightly. He did not underestimate the youth before him; after all, Wei Xiaofeng was able to achieve good results within Shrek Academy, which was filled with geniuses everywhere.
He had to go all out and think of every possible way to kill the youth before him.
Zhongli Wu's thoughts were completely different from those of Sleep Nightmare Douluo.
When Sleep Nightmare Douluo had stepped onto the competition stage back then, he still harbored the idea of winning and then taking away the reward.
He didn't even dare to cause any substantive harm to those students of Shrek Academy.
But Zhongli Wu was different.
Whether it was him, Feng Ling, or his mother Supreme Patriarch Ye Xishui next, their purpose in stepping onto this competition stage was never any reward.
What they wanted was to kill, to fight desperately. Even if they died, they would bite off a piece of flesh from the opponent.
As for rewards or anything like that, Zhongli Wu had long since stopped hoping for them.
The moment he stood on this competition stage, the fear in his heart instead vanished completely, turning into intense killing intent.
The match started.
Zhongli Wu directly raised his right hand, gently pointing it into the Void Realm, and a pitch-black Spirit Ring on his body suddenly flashed.
Following that, a huge staff appeared in his palm.
The staff was pitch-black all over, and the moment the staff appeared, another figure rose behind his back.
That figure was about the same size as his body, completely shrouded in a layer of grayish-black mist.
This was Zhongli Wu's Spirit, the Death Demon Puppet, which was even a level stronger than the mutated Spirit of his mother, Supreme Patriarch Ye Xishui, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet.
Along with the appearance of the Death Demon Puppet, nine Spirit Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.
Six black and three red.
Nine Spirit Rings revolved around his body, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
At this very moment, Zhongli Wu once again picked up that huge staff and pointed it into the Void Realm, condensing a giant beast head in mid-air—that was a dragon head.
It was pitch black as ink all over, its surface shimmering with a fluorescent green luster, and two intense green flames danced within its dragon eyes.
Immediately afterward, that huge pitch-black body slowly crawled outward from within that light.
First, a huge Dragon claw reached out, with clear joints and claw tips as sharp as knives, then came the other, followed by the hundred-meter-long body, and then the similarly wide bone wings.
A giant Dragon composed of black bones appeared on the competition stage.
It had no scales and no muscles, entirely pieced together from pitch-black bones.
Its body was a full hundred meters long, and its wingspan was also nearly a hundred meters. When unfolded, it almost covered half of the competition stage.
The moment it fully revealed its form, countless miserable screams of Spirit Beasts echoed through the air.
That sound seemed to come from the depths of Hell, filled with pain, resentment, and unwillingness, making one's scalp tingle upon hearing it.
It seemed as though the vengeful Spirits of countless Spirit Beasts were crazily shouting and struggling, trying to break free from that Bone Dragon.
In the spectator stands, Gu Yuena looked at this scene before her, and her gaze involuntarily narrowed. Within her pupils, an intense wave of anger surged.
Although that Bone Dragon belonged to the Dragon Clan, its Bloodline was not pure.
However, she could clearly sense that the Bone Dragon's body was tainted with a portion of her aura.
Presumably, this Bone Dragon also possessed a portion of her power, and this power was actually being utilized by this damned human to harm Spirit Beasts.
Those Spirit Beasts refined into vengeful Spirits had their lives and Souls forcefully stripped away, trapped within that Bone Dragon unable to transcend for all eternity.
Di Tian at the side was even more so; his hands clenched into fists, and his pair of golden pupils were filled with raging fury.
Audacious human, to actually dare utilize the power of the Co-lord of Spirit Beasts.
You are simply courting death.
Di Tian let out a cold snort in his heart.
He really wanted to immediately rush up and tear that Bone Dragon into pieces.
Of course, he did not say these words out loud; after all, his surroundings were filled with humans.
However, this kind of Zhongli Wu would die sooner or later anyway, which could be considered retribution.
On the competition stage, Zhongli Wu had no idea what those people off-stage were thinking.
All his attention at this moment was focused on Wei Xiaofeng, and within his pair of light purple pupils, intense killing intent churned.
He shouted loudly,
"Kill!"
As his shout fell, that Bone Dragon abruptly spread its huge bone wings.
A violent cyan tornado erupted from within its body, sweeping across the entire competition stage.
Streak after streak of giant wind blades over a meter in size shot forth from within the tornado, dense and overwhelming, heading toward the direction where Wei Xiaofeng was to shred him apart.
Those wind blades were as sharp as knives, carrying the howling sound of the wind as they cut through the air, as if trying to tear everything apart.
When Wei Xiaofeng saw those wind blades, the smile on his face still did not disappear.
His figure swayed slightly, and a layer of cyan light gushed out from within his body, covering his torso.
His body became slender and soft, and faint cyan scale patterns vaguely emerged on his skin.
Green Shadow Snake Emperor, Spirit possession.
His figure shuttled back and forth among those wind blades, being quite agile.
Those wind blades looked densely packed and unavoidable, yet every time Wei Xiaofeng's figure flashed, he precisely passed through the gaps between the wind blades, and not a single one managed to touch him.
The next instant, his figure directly vanished from the spot.
Zhongli Wu's pupils violently contracted.
Before he had time to make any reaction, a cyan figure had already appeared behind him.
In Wei Xiaofeng's hands, cyan snake-shaped Spirit Power condensed, and both palms slammed toward Zhongli Wu's back.
"Second Spirit Ability: Green Shadow Devour."
With that palm strike, countless cyan snake heads burst forth from the palms of Wei Xiaofeng, opening their fangs to bite and tear at Zhongli Wu's back.
Zhongli Wu's reaction was quite fast.
His figure abruptly lunged forward, and at the same time, the Spirit Power beneath his feet erupted, causing his entire person to leap toward the direction of the Bone Dragon.
Yet he was still half a beat too slow.
Although Wei Xiaofeng's Green Shadow Devour did not hit completely, those cyan snake heads still bit into his back, tearing open a gash.
Fresh blood gushed out from the wound, dyeing a patch of the robes on Zhongli Wu's back red.
He landed on the back of the Bone Dragon, his expression quite ugly.
Zhongli Wu's teeth were tightly clenched, his gaze fixed dead on that cyan figure that had regained its footing down below.
Those wind blades of his earlier had densely covered the entire competition stage, leaving almost no blind spots.
But this fellow Wei Xiaofeng was able to easily dodge them. What kind of movement technique was this?
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