Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 7: Become a disciple of Zhongli Wu

The Masked Douluo on the side looked at Jiang Jue deeply.

He knew that what Jiang Jue said was not the full capabilities of the Evil Spirit Tide.

In his opinion, the most powerful and special point about the Evil Spirit Tide soul skill is that when the black mist enters the enemy's body, it will not only cause massive damage, but also devour the enemy's soul power, blood, and mental strength.

Just imagine if during the battle, the black mist inhaled continuously devoured his energy and fed back to Jiang Jue, then Jiang Jue would become stronger and stronger.

The stronger the enemy is, the weaker I am. Is there any hope of fighting?

His cultivation is so strong that he can isolate himself from the black fog, but what about those who are at the same level as Jiang Jue?

What if it’s a team fight?
The Masked Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped his divergent thinking, and looked at Jiang Jue deeply again.

He didn't tell this matter, after all, everyone has some little secrets.

"Let's go."

Zhang Peng called out, and this time he took the lead.

The three of them hiked in the gloomy and dark demon forest for more than ten minutes and came to an open space without trees.

Zhang Peng stood in the center of the open space, circulating his soul power in his hands and injecting it into the land beneath his feet using a special technique.

"Crack!"

A heavy voice was heard, and a downward passage appeared on the ground. Soul guides were embedded on both sides of the tunnel for lighting, and it was not as eerie as Jiang Jue had imagined.

"Mr. Zhang, Elder Yue."

"The leader and his men are already waiting in the meeting hall. They said that once you two come back, you can go directly to the meeting hall."

Two soul masters in black robes came up from the tunnel and spoke respectfully to Zhang Peng and the other man.

"Hahaha, it seems the leader can't wait any longer."

Zhang Peng laughed loudly, used his soul power to support Jiang Jue, and quickly flew towards the depths of the passage.

The passage was narrow at first, but it gradually widened as it went deeper. After Jiang Jue landed, a magnificent building came into view.

There actually appeared a building underground that could almost be described as a palace. This building covered an area of ​​more than a thousand acres and was built entirely of solid granite. It was decorated in various ways and was extremely gorgeous.

It is hard to imagine how much manpower and resources are needed to build such a magnificent building.

Evil soul masters in black robes kept moving back and forth in these buildings.

No wonder there are fewer evil soul masters on the continent, it turns out they are all hiding here, Jiang Jue thought to himself.

Zhang Peng took Jiang Jue into the largest palace, which was extremely luxurious.

As soon as I entered, a warm breeze like spring breeze hit me in the face. The ground was covered with a blood-red carpet. On the walls on both sides were hung sharp teeth of some unknown soul beast, exuding a faint fierce aura.

Rows of crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling of the palace, emitting bright and beautiful light, and a heavy long conference table was placed in the center of the palace.

There is a dark red chair right in front of the long conference table, ten black chairs with golden patterns on its right, and only eight chairs with blood-red patterns on its left.

There were seven people sitting on the ten black chairs on the right, and only one person was missing from the eight chairs on the left.

"Come on, take your seat."

A deep voice rang out, breaking the silence in the room.

The person who spoke was the one sitting in the main seat.

Jiang Jue looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the man sitting in the main seat had short silver hair, star-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. His eyes were dark purple, revealing a deep aura, and he was surprisingly handsome.

He is none other than Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and a Super Douluo with a cultivation base as high as level ninety-eight.

If you only look at his appearance, you would never imagine that he is an evil soul master.

After hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Zhang Peng directly chose one of the three empty seats on the right and sat down, while the one on the left was obviously reserved for the Masked Douluo.

For a moment, Jiang Jue was the only one standing in front of the table, and people on both sides cast appraising glances at Jiang Jue.

Jiang Jue also looked at these people at the same time, slightly shocked!
Those who can sit here are all Titled Douluo!

This evil soul master is really... there are so many talented people and it is thriving.

Jiang Jue thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that only these two words could describe it.

It is not without reason that the evil spirit masters have developed to this point today. First of all, the Great God King Tang destroyed the Slaughter City with a Snow Swan Kiss ten thousand years ago, and the evil spirit masters inside escaped, so their evil martial spirits were passed down with their blood.

Then there was the collision between the Sun-Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent, which also brought in many evil soul masters.

There is another point that Jiang Jue thinks is important, and that is the disappearance of pure angel martial spirits. During the Dou II period, only a few mixed-blood angel martial spirits appeared, which posed no threat to evil spirit masters.

Furthermore, the attitude of the Holy Spirit Church towards angel spirits is the same as that of ordinary spirit masters towards evil spirit masters, which is to kill them instantly as soon as they show their heads.

The evil soul master is hunting down the owner of the angel martial soul, which is really against the meaning of Tiangang.

"Master, why did you call us here this time?"

The people on the right were all wearing the same black robes with gold threads as Zhang Peng. They were obviously the elders of the Holy Spirit Church's Worship Hall, while the row of Masked Douluo were all elders within the Holy Spirit Church.

The person who spoke was an elder sitting on the right.

"Xiao Jiang, come here."

Zhongli Wu waved his right hand at Jiang Jue, signaling him to come over.

Jiang Jue didn’t know what Zhongli Wu was going to do, but he still walked to his side obediently.

Zhongli Wu rubbed Jiang Jue's head and spoke slowly.

"I have called this meeting for only one reason, and that is that I intend to accept Jiang Jue as my last disciple."

Jiang Jue's expression changed and he looked at Zhongli Wu in disbelief.

The last disciple means the last disciple. In other words, if Zhongli Wu dies in the future, he can inherit his mantle.

Although he thought that with his talent, his position in the Holy Spirit Church would not be low, he did not expect that he would be assigned this position as soon as he arrived.

All I can say is that the Holy Spirit Church is worthy of being called the "Holy Spirit Training Institution."

"Is it this little guy? Congratulations in advance to the leader for having a beloved disciple."

The elders on both sides congratulated Zhongli Wu.

"I'm not done yet."

"And I intend to make him the Son of our Holy Religion."

"What? Isn't that a bit hasty?"

An elder who looked to be in his forties on the right said.

This man's name is Wuyun. He is one of the most powerful people in the Worship Hall, but his fate is rather tragic.

He was not originally a pure evil soul master, his martial soul was only of dark attribute, but he was often mistaken for an evil soul master, and people even hunted him down.

So in a rage, he killed all those who were chasing him and threw himself into the arms of the evil soul master family. After so many years of training, he has become a true evil soul master.

And the strength has been greatly improved.

"It's not hasty at all, and there's no other reason, just because of his extraordinary talent."

Zhongli Wu looked at the dark clouds and said calmly.

These priests were powerful men hired by their Holy Spirit Church. They all had great authority and freedom, and usually did not have much conflict with him as the leader.

But this Wuyun had only become a worshiper in the past two years, and he seemed a bit of a troublemaker. He took this opportunity to accept him as a disciple and give him a good beating.

Zhongli Wu would definitely not allow someone to eat his imperial food and yet go against him.

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Church's plan had not yet been completed and there was a lack of experts, Zhongli Wu would have refined the dark clouds long ago.

"The phrase 'good talent' doesn't seem to convince everyone. When everyone here was young, they were all outstanding people and the pride of heaven."

Wuyun said again.

When he said this, although no one said anything, it was obvious that everyone present had a look of enjoyment on their face.

Yes, since they can become Titled Douluo, their talents must be good.

So what's so special about this little guy named Jiang Jue?

(End of this chapter)