Douluo: Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God

Chapter 347 Xu Tianxi: I am but a humble Zhongli Wu, and I wish to seek guidance from the Haotian Sect's esteemed masters.

After secretly stirring up storms on the sea and inflicting heavy damage on the four masters of the Haotian Sect, Xu Tianxi did not attack directly, but instead concealed himself and followed them in secret.

Not to mention that "Zhongliwu" has a sensitive identity and it is impossible for him to suddenly appear near Hanhai City, the fact that the four experts of Haotian Sect encountered the Holy Spirit Sect Master right after being expelled from Xuanming Sect is something that anyone with eyes can see.

Let's play it safe, wait for the right opportunity, and then continue to stir up trouble!

So, in the time that followed, the four experts led by the fourth elder of the Haotian Sect truly experienced what the power of the ocean was like. Layer upon layer of waves crashed down on them, and although they did not cause much injury, the force of the impact was still quite unpleasant.

Before they could even berate Xu Xiaoyun for bullying the younger generation, they struggled to emerge from the churning ocean. Looking around but finding nothing amiss, they could only attribute it to the high winds and rough seas of the day.

The fourth elder of the Haotian Sect, who had the highest cultivation level, was also the quickest to regain his senses. He wiped the water off his face and cursed loudly, "Damn old bastard, how dare you treat us like this? I have cultivated for many years and have never suffered such humiliation."

"Once we get back, we'll ask the two sect leaders to come out of seclusion, and we'll definitely teach them a lesson!"

The eleventh elder of the Haotian Sect, whose cultivation was the second strongest among the four, awoke, activated his fiery soul power to dry his clothes, revealing a sinister face, and raised his fist in agreement:

"Fourth Brother is right! These sects are arrogant about their long history and don't even take the Sea God's divine decree seriously. They simply don't respect our Haotian Sect!"

The fifteenth and sixteenth elders recovered more slowly. The fifteenth elder's head was buzzing, and he mumbled in a daze:

"Fourth Brother, Eleventh Brother, besides us and the two sect leaders, there aren't many Title Douluos left in the sect. Are we a match for the Xuanming Sect?"

The Sixteenth Elder sneered, pounded his chest, and retorted, "Fifteenth Brother, why are you boosting others' morale while diminishing your own? The Grand Sect Master is a Limit Douluo, and the Second Sect Master is a powerful expert among the ninety-eighth-level Super Douluo. Are you afraid that we can't defeat the Xuanming Sect?"

The Fifteenth Elder said weakly, "But I heard that the old tortoise of the Xuanming Sect has the best defense in the world. His disciple is an accomplished Ice Phoenix Soul Master. There are also several Super Douluo in the sect. They are all tough old tortoises. Our Haotian Sect only has Fourth Brother as a Super Douluo left."

"Besides the two sect leaders, are the rest of us a match? Tenth Brother and Eighteenth Brother are in charge of looking after the young master, while Twelfth Brother, Thirteenth Brother, and Fourteenth Brother have gone out on business on the orders of the two sect leaders and have not returned yet."

"This……"

The sixteenth elder's expression froze, and he was speechless for a moment.

Upon hearing this, the Fourth Elder and the Eleventh Elder's anger quickly subsided, their expressions shifting several times before they fell silent.

In the recent battle at the ocean, the Clear Sky Sect lost four Super Douluo and four Title Douluo. Among the top ten experts in the sect, only the Fourth Elder, who had not yet left the sect, and the Tenth Elder who was guarding Wang Dong remained.

Such losses were too much for even the powerful Haotian Sect to bear. If it weren't for the arrival of two sect leaders from the heavens, they would have had to consider closing their mountains and going into seclusion.

Of course, without the two sect leaders, they wouldn't have suffered such a great loss. However, without the eight powerful figures, the remaining elders of the Haotian Sect dared not disobey the two and could only obey orders.

While they were in the Xuanming Sect, they spoke in a cryptic and nonsensical manner, which may have been a way of showing off their affinity with the Sea God, but the real reason was that they themselves did not know what the great calamity mentioned by the two sect leaders was or when it would come.

They themselves are completely confused, so how can they give others accurate answers?
They thought that by making grand promises and enlisting the support of the Body Sect and the Heavenly Soul Royal Family, and by raising the banner of Seagod Island, they could force the Xuanming Sect to compromise, thus securing peace in the world. However, the old fogies of the Xuanming Sect were not fooled at all. They simply did not believe them and instead suspected them of fabricating stories and trying to win over other forces.

Moreover, upon closer examination of what he said, it seems that the Xuanming Sect also has powerful allies and the confidence to not be afraid of the Haotian Sect and the Sea God Island joining forces. After all, the Xuanming Supreme Elder could not possibly know that they had suffered a great defeat at the hands of the Dragon Clan, and the so-called High Priest of the Sea God Island was also lying in bed recuperating from his injuries and could not go ashore for the time being.

This created a major problem, as the Xuanming Sect, which was enjoying great prestige, was a target that the two sect leaders had to take down.

The four remained silent amidst the tsunami, their bodies unmoved, demonstrating the immense power of their Title Douluo physiques. However, they knew that they were no threat to the Xuanming Sect and that only the Sect Master himself could intervene.

"The best course of action now is for us to return to our clan and report to the two clan leaders."

The Fourth Elder sighed and tried to justify himself and the others: "That Supreme Xuanming is arrogant and domineering, completely unlike the gentle and composed person he was rumored to be. Besides, he is a Limit Douluo, so he certainly wouldn't take us seriously."

"That's the only way." The three elders were dejected, unable to think of a good solution, and unanimously agreed with what the fourth elder said.

In the void, Xu Tianxi remained calm and composed, his seven spirit rings—four red, two orange, and one gold—swirling around him. His eyes were as bright as a full moon, and his second spirit ring silently lit up and pulsed, causing invisible yet real fluctuations to ripple through the air.

"After ten thousand years of illusions, you are truly blessed today," he thought to himself.

The Mirror Flower Water Moon originated from the Illusionary Moon Goddess Butterfly. It is an extraordinary illusionary ability and one of his most prized skills. His soul ring has advanced for 100,000 years under the infusion of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's original power, and it can now form a kind of domain-like existence, causing even stronger individuals with weaker spiritual power to be silently affected.

For an ordinary Title Douluo with a mental cultivation system, it would be difficult to trap four Title Douluo experts at the same time using an illusion, but this is not a problem for Xu Tianxi, whose 100,000-year soul skill has unfathomable power.

The four masters were completely unaware that they were trapped in an illusion. They sighed and headed towards the Haotian Sect as they remembered it.

A day passed quietly. The four of them flew for a day and took a short rest, but suddenly found that the environment was not right. They were surrounded by a dense and vast primeval forest, and could vaguely sense the aura of many ancient and ferocious beasts. It was clearly the Star Dou Great Forest!

"What the hell? Fourth Brother, how did you lead us here? How did you end up in this Star Dou Great Forest?" the Eleventh Elder complained.

The Fifteenth Elder asked in bewilderment, "Has Fourth Brother not yet come to his senses?"

The veins on the Sixteenth Elder's face throbbed; he wanted to laugh but dared not.

The Fourth Elder blushed with embarrassment and waved his hands repeatedly in annoyance, cursing, "Go away, what right do you three have to laugh at me? Even if I led you astray, I didn't see you pointing it out to me."

"Now that we've stopped, we realize we've gone to the wrong place. I think you're all like me, beaten senseless by that old bastard from the Xuanming Sect."

Upon hearing this, the three elders fell silent. The fourth elder's words made perfect sense, and this was the only explanation.

"Hmph! That old bastard beat us up and made us go the wrong way for nothing. When we get back, we must ask the two sect leaders how to deal with them!"

Realizing he had been tricked again, the Eleventh Elder's anger, which he had just suppressed during the day, flared up once more, his heart burning as if a raging fire were burning within him. The Fifteenth Elder nodded emphatically and said angrily, "That's right, we must plan this carefully, subdue the Xuanming Sect, and make them submit to us!"

The Sixteenth Elder raised his arms and roared, "Our Haotian Sect has never been weaker than anyone else. Whether it's Shrek Academy, Xuanming Sect, Holy Spirit Cult, or Sun Moon Empire, anyone who dares to provoke us will not have a good end!"

The four encouraged each other for a while, and then they felt their morale return. They chatted and laughed as they headed towards the exit of the Star Dou Great Forest.

However, before long, a series of cold winds suddenly swept through the forest, causing the ancient trees hundreds or even thousands of meters around to rustle and sway their branches. Even the four titled Douluo felt a chill.

Before the four could even register what was happening, a hoarse, low voice came from all directions, sending chills down their spines and making them shudder.

"Hehehe, I've been painstakingly cultivating and hunting souls in this Star Dou Great Forest, filling the gaps in my cultivation. It's a time when I'm working myself to the bone, yet you all have willingly delivered yourselves to my doorstep. Truly a gift from heaven! Hehehe..."

"Who's playing tricks!" The Fourth Elder knew that an enemy had arrived. He grabbed the Haotian Hammer, held it horizontally in front of him, and roared in all directions, causing all nine rings to rise.

The other three masters also became alert and released their Haotian Hammers, spreading outwards. They moved in an orderly fashion, vaguely forming a formation, each staring at a certain direction.

The four masters of Haotian Sect responded with a mysteriously descending purple-black mist, footsteps that seemed to come from near and far, and a deep, unfathomable, and enigmatic voice.

"Didn't you just say that the Holy Spirit Cult would not have a good end if it provoked you? I am but a humble Zhongli Wu, and I wish to ask the Haotian Sect for their advice, so as to see how much foundation your once number one sect in the world still has."

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of purplish-black soul light suddenly came with the wind and struck the sixteenth elder, who was the weakest among them. It was as fast as lightning and faster than the reaction speed of the four elders.

A loud shattering sound rang out, followed almost simultaneously by the cracking of the Haotian Hammer and the scream of the Sixteenth Elder.

"The sixteenth brother!"

The three elders turned around abruptly and saw the sixteenth elder's body flying up like a withered tree stump. His Haotian Hammer, which he had honed for many years, crashed to the ground, leaving a small hole in his chest and splattering blood.

The Fourth Elder rushed to catch his companion, but a powerful force was transmitted from the Sixteenth Elder. The Fourth Elder's tiger mouth trembled, and he staggered back several steps before regaining his footing.

He felt as if he had caught not the Sixteenth Elder, but a colossal wave crashing down with immense force, which he could not resist no matter how hard he tried.

The sixteenth elder's face turned deathly pale, his life force rapidly fading. He uttered a single word, "Be careful," before his head lolled to the side and he fell silent.

One strike, and a Title Douluo is killed!

This was not the end. Purple light fell from the sky, transforming into a pair of hooks, like soul-binding weapons of the underworld messengers. With a swing across the air, a phantom-like ball of light, seemingly a soul, was forcibly drawn from the body of the sixteenth elder of the Haotian Sect.

"No~!"

Seeing this, the three experts of Haotian Sect were furious. The Fourth Elder angrily swung his hammer at the Soul-Binding Hook, but with one blow, the soul of the Sixteenth Elder of Haotian Sect showed extreme pain first, and only then was the Soul-Binding Hook affected.

The Fourth Elder keenly sensed that most of the power from his hammer blow had been dissipated, as if channeled into space—a testament to his profound spatial mastery.

"Hehehe, if you make another move, you will be killing your brother's soul with your own hands."

The terrifying, devilish voice of "Zhongliwu" rang out again, causing the three enraged elders of the Haotian Sect to momentarily lose their composure.

In just a moment, the Soul-Binding Hook, carrying its spoils, vanished into thin air, never to be found again.

"Damn it! Who are you? Come out and fight me! Give back the souls of our brothers!"

The three elders were furious and filled with rage, their eyes bloodshot and blazing with fury, wishing they could pulverize the figure in the shadows.

"Heh heh heh, you actually think you can reason with evil spirit masters? Looks like you're really not smart enough..."

The cold smile remained hidden as another terrifying beam of light, imbued with immense force, descended. This time, its target was none other than the Eleventh Elder, and its speed was still beyond imagination, arriving in an instant.

The eleventh elder's face turned deathly pale. Fortunately, the fourth elder was close enough to react in time and joined him in resisting, using the Haotian Protection.

However, it all seemed to be in vain.

Several crisp collisions rang out, and the Fourth Elder and the Fifteenth Elder, who was a step behind, were both thrown back, spitting out blood. Their faces were filled with terror, and they felt that they were not fighting against human power, but rather against the might of nature, which was completely invincible.

"Even if we're going to die, we'll take it one at a time. Don't rush."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of purplish-black light descended from the sky, enveloping the eleventh elder. The eleventh elder was as if struck in the chest by a raging wave, or as if he were being strangled by layers of space. His body, unable to bear the burden, collapsed and disintegrated in a few breaths, turning into a blood mist.

Seeing this, a chill ran from the back of their heads to the top of their foreheads. The surviving Fourth Elder and Fifteenth Elder stared blankly at this terrifying scene, their eyes wide, as if they wanted to remember it forever.

The eleventh elder was a level 93 titled Douluo. Could the Holy Spirit Cult Master really have come in person to kill him so easily?
"Only two people died, and they've already lost their fighting spirit? I'm truly disappointed in this leader."

The two stopped forming an array, and the Holy Spirit Master in the shadows seemed quite disappointed. He sighed and prepared to reveal his true form from the forest.

"Since you don't want to run or fight, then let me come find you. I hope you can bring me more fun."

"Da da……"

(End of this chapter)